Not to mention a certain miserable guy who flew away on vacation and is training in hell.
The north, the border, a small town.
It was a summer morning, and a couple was walking towards their home, carrying large and small bags.
They all look to be in their forties, with some wrinkles at the corners of their eyes, but they still look in good health. The man is tall and has a sullen face, looking a bit serious, while the woman is smiling and seems to be very satisfied with the harvest.
"well...."
The man sighed helplessly, looked at his left and right hands, a large and small bag in each hand, shook his head at the woman and said:
"You, this guy wants to buy all the stalls every time he goes to the morning market. Can't you buy less every time? It takes so much effort to carry it back every time."
"I'm happy to do it, and besides, it's about you."
The housewife turned a deaf ear to her man's complaints, and her words were filled with the feeling that "it is the responsibility of a man to accompany his wife when shopping, to carry bags and carry groceries".
"Did you buy so much food?"
But it is obvious that he is frugal and self-disciplined, and the man who has never been extravagant or wasteful looked at the bags of fruits and vegetables and frowned.
"Why can't you eat? Xiaoran just came back. Don't you want me to cook something delicious?"
The woman raised her voice and then continued:
"Besides, I have to deliver some to Brother Fang no matter what. I can't bear to have Xiaoran come back carrying so many things every time he gets up early to go to the morning market."
Listening to his wife's rebuttal, the serious but sensible man obviously realized that he had not thought of this. He nodded slightly in agreement, and then spoke:
"Well, yes, it's true. It's not safe for the little girl to be alone in the morning. Let's go to the supermarket in a little while to see what else is missing."
"You still need to tell me, I've already thought about it."
The woman rolled her eyes at him, and the man shook his head helplessly. They seemed to be a couple in a good relationship.
"Hey, I just came back from the morning market!"
"Ah, that's not true."
"The couple went out for a loving walk again?"
"Haha, big brother is joking."
...
Just like taking a walk in the morning, the couple walked through the streets and alleys, watching each store open, and greeted the nearby bosses familiarly. It seemed that they were very popular and were familiar with the neighbors in the community.
When they reached the corner of their own community, they suddenly saw a rush of activity ahead of them.
What seemed to be a moving company's vehicle was parked on the roadside, and moving employees in uniforms were coming and going, unloading various large furniture from the vehicle and moving it towards the courtyard of a three-story villa.
"Hey, is someone moving?"
The woman was surprised. The man looked at her with a frown, then nodded:
"Well, it looks like it is."
"Isn't that the place where the official lived? He was arrested some time ago, and he has always been accused of being in a residential area nearby. The environment is not high-end enough and no one lives there?"
The woman said strangely, looking at the things those people moved, slightly surprised:
"This furniture is quite expensive, right? There's also a piano? Did a rich person move here?"
"well..."
Listening to his wife looking at these places, the man sighed and said:
"Isn't it true that rich people can afford to live in villas? You can't think more about it."
"I've never seen this before!"
The woman glanced at him, and then the two of them planned to go around, but suddenly a gentle and soft smile came from behind, with a little bit of charm.
"Are you two also living near here?"
The man and woman turned around in surprise, only to see a stretched Lincoln parked behind them at some point.
And the owner of the voice...
She wore a pure black bohemian dress, exposing her snow-white shoulders, and a big dark silk sunhat. It was obviously summer, but her whole body was dressed in deep black, but it was extremely suitable.
, amazed by her beauty.
She was holding a rope with both hands that tied a large, gentle dog that was also pure black, followed by the maid and the driver. Most of her face was covered by the shadow of the hat, and she only showed a charming smile, which looked gentle and moving.
"Ah...well, yes, we live near here."
The woman took a stunned look. The female figure in front of her had an elegant, charming, and slightly approachable temperament. She thought it was some big star. She was stunned for a moment, then she quickly realized it and smiled.
"Then I will be a neighbor from now on."
"ah?"
The woman didn't understand what she meant. It wasn't until she pointed to the moving company that was moving that the woman suddenly understood.
"Hey, you are... moving to..."
Reacting immediately, the woman pointed at her and said in surprise.
"Ahem."
The man next to her slapped her on the back and coughed twice to tell her to pay attention to her tone and movements and not to speak randomly.
"Haha, although I have been here for a while, I have just found a place to live and moved here. Please take care of me."
"Woof woof!"
The big black dog she was holding also barked softly twice, as if in agreement.
"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it."
The man was still waving his hands with a frown on his face, and glanced at this figure with a serious face.
Even if you don't look at the stretched Lincoln, there are drivers and maids in suits and long skirts following behind. The men are a little gloomy and cold, while the women are elegant and low-key. Just the attendants are like this. No matter what, men can think of this.
The mistress of the newly moved villa is not someone ordinary people like them should have contact with.
The nobility, gentleness, and various qualities of the other party that he couldn't put into words showed that he was not from the same world as them. Moreover, he didn't know if it was a superstitious feeling, but he always felt that the black color of the other party was a bit ominous.
That's why he just scolded his wife, telling her to be polite and stop talking too much.
Seeing the man's attitude, the big sunhat covered much of her face, and a gentle smile appeared in the shadow:
"Seral."
She turned to look at the maid behind her with a smile, and then said softly:
"Help these two carry their things to where they live."
Wearing dark black cloth, the blond maid nodded calmly with eyes, and returned without any fluctuations:
"Okay, Mistress."
"Hey, how can this be so embarrassing?"
The woman waved her hands quickly, and just as she was about to refuse, the bag in her hand was already taken away by the other party. Not only that, but also the bag in the man's hand.
The blonde maid, who was more beautiful than the stars she had seen on TV, carried everything effortlessly, stood behind them, and nodded calmly:
"Please don't be polite, just leave it to me."
The man was also stunned and opened his mouth slightly. He was slightly wondering, how did she take it from his hand just now? Is there a foreign girl who is so strong?
"Hey, this... is really... thank you, what should I call you?"
The woman said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.
"It's okay, how about a name? Just call me Huoxuan."
The noble woman in the black dress smiled gently at her and said softly, and then watched the couple walk away before she turned around, raised her head and looked at the villa, and finally emerged from the shadow of the black sunhat.
The charming appearance seduces the soul.
The violet-colored pupils are enchanting and gleaming with the warmth of a chuckle, and the voice is slight and charming and hoarse.