The protagonist is always seen

Ariel has always had the habit of taking a nap. He caught a cold yesterday. In the afternoon, he drank a large cup of the secret recipe of Grandma Keluoxi—although it was a bit unpleasant, but it was warm. It is said that it was given to her by a witch—— After that, he slept until supper time at night. He rarely slept so much.

I don't know if it's because of catching a cold or sleeping too much. He still has some headaches and a sore throat.

When Ariel was uncomfortable, he was more self-willed and had a bad temper, so he looked at Vaumu on the opposite side even more disliked.

Since the old grandmother was still there, Ariel could only be secretly unhappy.

His fork slashed across the plate, Waum looked up and saw Ariel put down the knife and fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Ariel has never been used to bread, and subconsciously he always thinks that it is just dessert, how can dessert be full?

There are other things, his stomach can't bear raw things, so he can't eat most vegetables, and the only meat he eats is more, and that's not hot, it's sliced ​​bacon.

He prefers to eat less when there is nothing to his liking.

When there is something he likes—although these times are rare—he often eats food that is too much for him.

And today's food is obviously not to his liking, all the things he ate add up to only a little bit.

Waum couldn't help saying to him.

"You eat too little."

Ariel didn't even look at Vaum, but immediately became vigilant, frantically adding drama to himself.

'Scheming, too scheming, this is to say that he is playing with his temper and not eating well, which can not only show that he is very mature, but also reflect his unreasonable troubles. '

He hooked the corners of his mouth reservedly like a little nobleman, commonly known as a fake smile.

"No, I think you eat too much."

"No, no, I eat more than other children, but you eat too little, and other children as old as you eat two or three times as much as you, Mrs. Closie, you can't spoil him like this .”

Vaum is a little serious, his stature and mature and steady words and deeds often make people forget his age.

"Oh, I will, I knew it, I remember correctly, my little Nightingale ate more than him when he was his age, ah, you shouldn't know, I'm talking about my daughter, She's not here now, don't be offended, this child is spoiled by me."

Then she turned to Ariel.

Ariel was already shocked by this development.

"Avery, have some more bread, or your favorite meat."

Ariel has always listened to Grandma Keluoxi, he likes this lady with warm embrace, it always reminds him of his mother - of course, in the previous life.

It would be hard for her to reject the lady, so he hesitated only for a moment, and took a deep breath.

"Then this beautiful lady, can you give me some cake and milk?"

"Of course, my little gentleman."

Mrs. Closie handed over her hand, Ariel held it tightly, slightly closed her lips and bowed her head to kiss her knuckles.

Ariel did this set of movements carelessly, appearing extremely cold and reserved.

He was neatly dressed and rigorous, and there was no smile on his face.

But Waum suddenly felt that such Ariel was a bit hard to move away.

When such gorgeousness becomes indifferent, there will always be a kind of contrast.

Naturally, Waum didn't know that there was a very appropriate word to describe this gesture, abstinence.

Mrs. Closi happily brought Ariel a piece of cake, and a glass of milk that was a bit bigger than the usual one.

Her little Ellie has always been fond of milk.

The dining table had been cleared, and there was a rose in a vase above it.

Only Ariel had a plate of cake and a large glass of milk in front of him.

Mrs. Closi went to work, and Vaum looked at Ariel.

Mrs. Closie was obviously in a much better mood, humming a song all the way to do things.

When only Vaum and Ariel were left in the restaurant, it seemed a bit too quiet.

Ariel's upbringing is very good, and he doesn't make a sound when he eats.

He lowered his head and didn't look at Waum, and his stomach was not very full. The little cake made by Mrs. Closi was delicious, and he himself was willing to eat another piece of cake.

But that glass of milk is a bit worrying, he doesn't really like drinking milk, it doesn't taste much.

As for Grandma Closi's misunderstanding of his preference for milk, it was because Ariel had always heard Grandma Closi say that milk would make people grow taller.

Ariel has always wished he could grow taller.

Ariel quickly ate the cake.

The glass of milk didn't move much, he drank milk today.

He only drank a little and put it down.

When he looked up and saw Waum's disapproving look, almost instinctively, he pushed the glass of milk that hadn't been touched much.

"You come to drink."

He added another sentence.

"Don't tell Grandma Closi."

Vaum laughed.

"Are you begging me?"

Ariel didn't speak, just stared at Vaum.

Waum didn't wait for him to give in, and both of them could hear Madame Closi's footsteps, she was almost here.

Ariel was a little nervous. He looked back, but he still didn't see Grandma Kelossi. He turned his head and looked at Vaum. Although he still didn't say anything, Vaum felt that there was something vaguely hidden in his gaze. I pray, I always feel a little pitiful.

Just like those rabbits in winter, each one is fluffy, although there is not much meat to eat, but he sometimes hunts these things with his companions for fun.

Those poor little guys also look at people in the same way, and Waumu has never been like those little girls. Not only can't bear to touch them, but he also wastes the fodder for the family's livestock to feed these greedy little guys.

But now he seemed to feel what the girls said, looking into their eyes, the feeling that his heart melted.

Vaum took the glass of milk quickly, swallowed it quickly, and put the glass back.

At the same moment Madame Crocy stepped in.

She glanced at the table first, she is a very stubborn old lady, if Ariel can't finish eating these things, she will remember them for a long time, and then keep thinking about them.

The result was very satisfying to her.

"Good boy, my little Al."

This lady currently has many nicknames for Ariel, including but not limited to Little Ayre, Little Ayer, Little Rose, and dear young master.

Ariel smiled a little reservedly when he heard this.

He stood up and took two steps forward, leaned slightly, and saluted Mrs. Closie.

"As you wish ma'am, I will do my best to fulfill your wish."

Mrs. Closie was often treated like this by young men when she was young, and Ariel made her feel relieved that some of her children had grown up.

"My little Rose has also grown up, and there are more and more tricks to please girls."

Before Ariel cocked her tail proudly, Mrs. Closey said again.

"There is going to be a dance in the town, Ariel, my little Rose, do you have any girls dancing with you?"

Ariel immediately lost his temper. He walked to the table, lay down on the edge, and put his head on it.

"You know I don't."

His despondency was so heartbreaking, Mrs. Closie took a lot of effort not to let herself blurt out that it's okay that we're not going, she has delayed her rose for a long time, and she can't let him be depressed any longer.

"Can I not go?"

"No, my little Rose, you are old enough. Older children go to the ball every year, and Waumu has participated twice. He will go this year until he finds the person who will accompany him for a lifetime. If you don't It’s okay to go, as long as you can find someone who will be with you for the rest of your life.”

Ariel covered her face.

"No, you can't do this, I can't just find someone to be with me for the rest of my life."

"I didn't ask you to go to Ariel, you are still a little young, I just asked you to go to the prom, go dance with the girl, you can dance, she hired a dance teacher for you, you can dance better than me The elf is also beautiful, suitable for any girl."

"Did you hear that? Ariel."

"I heard."

Ariel buried his face in his arms, and his voice was a little low.

Madame Clocy went up and kissed the top of his head.

"My dear little Rose, you can't stay out like this. You haven't seen the sun outside for a long time. Although you have been better recently, I am still very worried about you. I know you are sad. I know it all, my dear. Go out and have a look, the festival is coming, the little magic of the jugglers is very fun, they also have a distant monster, you can touch it for a few copper coins, I gave you a lot of silver coins, you can spend them all .”

Ariel didn't speak, and Vaum was also silent. Mrs. Closi was very patient, she waited.

Of course Ariel understands that this is not possible, but for some reason, he just feels very sad. He suddenly came to a strange world, strange people, and a strange language. Even if he was a baby at that time, he would be sad.

He didn't want to move, didn't want to talk, the doctor thought he was dumb for a while, but later proved that this was a ridiculous mistake, he had a better voice than his mother.

He was very obedient and went to the arranged courses. He and Grandma Keluoxi would live in a bustling city for a month every year. There, Ariel took various courses every day, and the nobles' schoolwork was not so busy. .

When he is busy, he can forget his sadness for a short time, but when he is free, he starts to feel sad again. He can't say anything, but he is very sad, so sad that he doesn't want to do anything.

In the first few years, he could still force himself to follow Mrs. Closie, just like he used to follow Zhou Yan, but no, he was even more sad.

It's almost a mental illness.

Mrs. Closi thought that he was just a little tired. After all, not everyone can take those courses so well and satisfy every teacher.

When Mrs. Closie realized the seriousness of this matter, her little rose had already locked herself in the house, had no food for a day, her lips began to dry and cracked, and her little rose became wilted.

Madame Closey had many doctors, and most of them told the lady that it was a beautiful and healthy child, said the most prestigious doctor.

"He is in perfect health."

"You doctors all say that, but he can't eat, and he's not as lively as other kids, so there must be something wrong."

"There is indeed nothing wrong with his body, but his heart is sick."

"Then how to heal?"

"It's hard, ma'am, you know, there are many people who have suffered from this disease, and most of them chose to leave us voluntarily and embrace the god of death. Change will make them uneasy, but the same will make them slow down step by step. Walking slowly into the abyss, you must know that this is a very serious disease, you should pay attention to it, they are very fragile, just like precious porcelain, you can't touch it vigorously, you have to be careful, otherwise it will be shattered."

"Thank you doctor, I hope to cure my little rose, how much should I pay you?"

"Need not."

replied the doctor.

"I'm glad you realize that your baby is not healthy, he's seriously ill, that recognition is worth all I have, it's worth more than money, and I don't want your little rose to go to heaven , there are too many good things there, and there should be some left in the world, you don't have to worry, I will help you."

Mrs. Closi touched Ariel's little head, his hair felt like silk.

Take it easy and give her little rose a little more sunshine and everything will be all right, yes it will be all right.

Mrs. Closie waited patiently.

Finally, after a long time, an aggrieved reply came from a muffled voice.

Ariel tried his best to maintain his demeanor, but still couldn't hide his grievance and reluctance.

"Okay then, ma'am, as you wish, but it may not take my silver coins, they are a bit heavy."

Mrs. Closie couldn't help but kissed the top of his head again, she was almost overwhelmed with joy.

"I'm so glad, my little Rose, oh, I didn't even notice, it's too late now, you should go to bed."

Ariel consciously made a big concession, buried his head in Mrs. Closi's arms, and refused to let go.

So he went upstairs with his arms around Mrs. Closi's waist, and buried his head in Madam Closi's arms all the time. When he lay on the bed, he asked for a goodnight kiss before he was satisfied.

At first, Vaum felt that Mrs. Closi was spoiled by Ariel, but later she also felt that something was wrong. Ariel was too emotional, even a child would not be so willful.

But out of politeness he didn't say anything.

When Mrs. Closi came down, Vaum sat there politely.

Madame Crocy came down quickly, like a fawn in a spring meadow.

Seeing her coming down, Waumu was about to stand up, but she stopped her.

"Sitting in Vaum, my dear, it is a great trouble to you."

She held Waum's hand, feeling a little excited.

"I knew it, I knew it would get better. Really, I was worried that my little Rose would be afraid of you. You get along so well."

She confides to Vaum intermittently.

Sorry for wasting so much of Vaum's time and energy.

"Sorry kid, sorry, I really can only think of you. Among so many kids, you are the most stable and the most approachable."

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"Ariel, my little Rose, it is God's blessing that he is willing to communicate with you."

"It is my pleasure, ma'am."

Vaum leaned slightly, looking very polite.

Mrs. Crocy slipped him a handful of gold coins, which would be a great fortune to any family in the town.

It could make them live happily for a few years, and send their children to the best magic or knight academy in town.

Even if their children want to learn piano and dance and other useless things, the money can easily make them say yes to their children.

Mrs. Closie was very excited, she was a little incoherent.

"These are for you, Vaum, dear, I know you're a good boy, help me watch some Ariel, I'm really worried, I'm old, I can't talk between children, Ariel Wouldn't be willing, can you protect him a little? He's not a bad boy, but he loses his temper sometimes, but I apologize to you on his behalf. Darling, can you let him be a little bit? I know it's very too much"

"I don't need these ladies, I have been favored by you, and everything I do is out of my own will."

He put the coins on the table.

A hand across your chest means, I swear.

"I am very honored to be able to guard and protect your little Rose by his side."

Mrs. Closey did not insist, and the young man always had their persistence and dignity.

But she was very grateful for what Vaum had done, so Ariel woke up the next day and found that she was one step closer to falling out of favor.

Some false hypocrite is having a good time talking to his dear grandmother, completely ignoring her dear little rose.

Dear, Ariel, who has always been troubled by the name Little Rose, is so awkward that Mrs. Closie can't easily call her: Your little Rose is looking at you.

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