fish man and lady

like men. Tiger held his forehead and explained, "Elizabeth, don't read those strange books in the future." "

"It's not a strange book. Why does love have to be linked with gender? The world is so big, it's hard to find someone who is suitable and in love with each other." Elizabeth recalled the plot in the book, although The result was not happy, but it still made her a little envious, "I didn't even have this chance..."

"..." Wait, these are several meanings!

"Mr. Tiger, try to find one after you go back. It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman. Sometimes it's always lonely when you're alone, and doesn't it sound better for two people to travel together?"

Traveling in two?

Sounds really nice, but the other guy...

Tiger looked at Elizabeth, feeling a little embarrassed for some reason, coughed lightly and decided to change the subject, "Then, Elizabeth, do you know how? You feel lonely when you are alone."

"Well...it's okay, but you've been with Mr. Tiger, and you might not get used to it in the future." Elizabeth thought about the days before Tiger came, and after thinking about it, it didn't seem so bad. Just... no more stories to listen to... and no one to talk to...

"Elizabeth?"

"Mr. Tiger, I just thought about it carefully." Elizabeth raised her head and looked at Tiger who was sitting not far from her. "If Mr. Tiger is not here, as expected...you will still be lonely."

The solitude brought about by the weather also ended before evening because of the weather. He fell on his bed, thinking about the conversation he had just had with Elizabeth.

There was too much information for him today. First, he encountered the first poisoning, and then he talked about Elizabeth's engagement.

and also……

[If Mr. Tiger is not here, sure enough... he will still be lonely. 】

I... should be happy now?

birthday

The banquet that had been prepared for a long time was a success, or the concert held in this name was a success.

No one would care what year and month she was born as a child of common people, and the guests with high self-esteem are more willing to think that what they are attending is a concert.In fact they did, and Elizabeth didn't receive a word of blessing, and she played the various instruments from the beginning.

Yes, each instrument.

The clever Elizabeth can play almost all musical instruments, and her accomplishments on the piano and violin can be called a master. Every piece of music is played very smoothly in her hands or in her breath, and the rhythm is so beautiful that it is hard to hear It is believed that the performer is just a 20-year-old girl.

Almost all the nobles present used gorgeous rhetoric to praise Elizabeth's music, and Elizabeth accepted them all humbly and naturally.

At this time, Elizabeth looked very beautiful. The emerald-embedded feather hair ornament meticulously tied her long golden hair behind her head. The little dress made of goose-yellow silk ribbon perfectly outlined her youthful appearance. Her clean and shiny white leather shoes, lace gloves, emerald and silver necklace and earrings all make her look more like a cute and smart canary.

Miss Canary dances and sings in her own unique way. Her every frown, smile, and gesture are beautiful art.

No matter who the other party is, Miss Canary, who is more likely to capture other people's emotions than ordinary people, can always stand in the safest position, listen with a suitable emotion, and then say what the other party wants to hear.

Anything more is artificial, and anything less will make people feel dull and boring.

But he knew that the one in front of him was not Elizabeth, the real Elizabeth was crying silently in a corner of his heart.

Music is the expression of the soul. Sadly, none of the people who came to this concert understood her music.

The canary bird sang helplessly for its master while flapping its wings, but it never flew up and crashed into the cage. It just resigned to its fate and continued to sing. The first song was a helpless and unwilling "Ode to Freedom". In his ears, it became a "Lullaby" just for entertainment. In order not to be bored by the master, he had to sing a more pleasing tune aloud.

She was crying, and after crying dry, she could only use music to cry carefully.

Miss Canary, who is weak but strong and watches freedom carefully, will always continue to sing the "Ode to Freedom" in her heart in the middle of the night when no one disturbs her. This song is only sung to herself and the same trapped Listen to Mr. Fish here.

The marriage partner she mentioned earlier also came. Even if she doesn't know much about human aesthetics, she can still make a judgment. The man in front of her who is planning Elizabeth with an almost naked look is definitely not handsome. Even the height is not much higher than Elizabeth.

This kind of people……

"You are the fiancée that Daddy arranged for me? You don't look very good, and you don't look as good-looking as my maid." His eyes lingered on Elizabeth's face and chest all the time, and that kind of sight called Tiger aroused There was a tyrannical emotion—how dare that guy! !

And Elizabeth still maintained a decent smile, "Mr. Freud is as handsome as everyone said, Elizabeth is very ashamed."

"Hmph! That means he can play a few musical instruments, and I don't know what Daddy thinks."

"If Mr. Freud is not satisfied, Elizabeth will change it."

"...Haha, it's best if you're obedient." The man patted Elizabeth's face, left with a satisfied expression, walked towards his father, and said something.

Elizabeth's smile gradually froze, she lowered her head where no one else saw, and clenched her fists.

Her expression clearly looked like she was about to cry, but when she looked up, she was still the elegant and decent Miss Canary.Everything is just his illusion.

After the banquet, Tiger accompanied the tired Elizabeth for a walk in the garden.

The guests who made fun of her had already left contentedly, and her father returned to the mansion where he lived with the corners of his mouth stingy. At this time, the servants in the mansion were busy cleaning up the mess, and no one came back bother them.

That is to say, there are only her and Mr. Tiger now.

The solitude of the two made Elizabeth relax a little bit, and half of the tiredness accumulated in her heart disappeared.

In her opinion, it takes much less energy to perform than to face those guests who also wear masks and have different opinions.

Ahh, I obviously didn't want to laugh at all, but I still laughed for so long, I'm really tired.Elizabeth complained over and over again in her heart, but at the same time she couldn't take back the mask on her face, which made her even more powerless.

Tiger, who saw all this in his eyes, hesitated for a while, and finally stopped Elizabeth who was walking a little ahead. Looking at the girl who turned around, the light on her body made him feel ashamed, stuttered for a while, and finally made sense Follow what you want to say, "Happy birthday, Elizabeth. I'm just sorry, I don't have any presents to give you."

There are actually some gifts in his bag, but after searching for a long time, none of them are worthy of the other party. He asked himself several times, what does Elizabeth need, and what can he give, the answer is always So pale - no.

Yes, what could he give Elizabeth?

No.

On the contrary, he, now all these are given by her.

"No...Mr. Tiger, your blessing is already the best gift." This is the first time she has received a sincere blessing from others, and the simple blessing words are worth all the flashy words she just heard praise. "Thank you."

Today's first bright smile appeared on the girl's face, like a rose flower that has just quietly bloomed under the moon, petite, beautiful, and lovable, but now she can't remove the sharp thorns under the beauty .

"You...you don't need to be like this, you can relax a little bit now." He hoped that the girl could relax a little more and not be as cautious as before, after all, she was stepping on the solid marble passage in the garden, not the fragile border of Winter Island Floes, and there should be no one around who she has to pretend to be, unless Elizabeth thinks he is one of them.

"...Yes, Mr. Tiger, you are right." Elizabeth let out a long breath, and the stiff back showed signs of relaxation. "There are only me and Mr. Tiger here."

He didn't know why, but he became nervous when he heard what Elizabeth said. His heart beat almost instantly exceeded 200, and it was like beating a drum. He even wanted to cover his heart to make it beat slower and softer, but he was afraid that something was wrong. I didn't know where to put my hands, but Elizabeth didn't seem to notice.

"Mr. Tiger, can you tell me a story now? The practice some time ago made me miss a lot."

"When... of course, if you want to."

They set the storytelling location in the pavilion surrounded by roses in the garden. There are very smooth stone tables and chairs placed in the pavilion. The chairs are connected to the pavilion in a circular shape. The only gap is the entrance of the pavilion. Elizabeth walked in. On the right side, Tiger sat down on the left side. They sat facing each other. The wide tabletop separated the two of them with enough distance.

Tiger looked at Elizabeth's anticipation and was a little dazed. He pretended to think for a moment, and he talked about an island that believed in the moon—the Island of the Moon.

There is a clear and calm lake in the center of the island, where it is said that