After a few minutes, Iyeta's sobs gradually subsided. Every time her slightly bulging chest rose and fell, she would take a hot breath, spreading the frosty white mist in the night. She suddenly reached out and wiped her cheeks.
With the remaining tear stains, Salia Chisti, who had already chewed the food until it was tasteless, swallowed it, then turned back and showed a bright smile to Olvera.
Princess Beimang asked anxiously: "You, are you done crying?"
"Yes." A shy blush appeared on Yinyeta's face, as charming and charming as if she was drunk: "I'm sorry for letting you see me in such a bad state...Actually, I don't like crying at all.
It’s just, I just can’t control it.”
She had an expression on her face that said, "Everything I say is true, you must believe me." It was difficult for Olvera to ignore it, so she waved her hand generously to express her understanding: "It doesn't matter, if I can now
You will definitely cry when you eat the Beckett Vita made by your mother."
Iyetta asked curiously: "Becktvita?"
"Oh, it's a kind of cream pudding cake, which is also a traditional delicacy of the Beman country." Oveira replied slowly, while gathering her skirt and sitting on the white stone steps in front of her. She felt that she had completely
After breathing evenly, I no longer have to worry about getting lung disease, so I decided to sit down and rest for a while. Standing all the time was really tiring.
Then he continued: "It is a snack made from the goat's milk of a weak monster species called jumping sheep. We people in Beimang country like to eat this. Unfortunately, I haven't eaten it for a long time."<
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No one will make this kind of snack for her anymore.
In other words, is it similar to our Thalia Chesty in Thalia Fields?
In fact, Ieta heard the story of Olvera from Saint Xalia, and knew that the experiences of the two were actually very similar. They both lost a lot: they lost their parents and relatives, lost their friends and hometown, and lost their only place of refuge.
...In the end, due to the passage of long years, I gradually lost the memory of them, the memories that should be engraved in my heart.
However, after losing so many things, he can still eat the Salia Chesti that he has longed for. With this familiar taste, he can awaken some past memories. It should be said that he is very lucky; and what about Olvera?
, but you may never have the chance to taste that snack called "Beckett Vita" again in this life.
Thinking of this, Iyetta suddenly felt that she shouldn't have cried in front of Olvera just now.
She pushed the bamboo basket containing Salia Chisti forward and whispered: "Don't be sad, Olvera, I'll treat you to a snack."
"Ah, thank you."
The princess of Beman was so flattered that she quickly took out a Salia Chesti from the bamboo basket, held it in her hand, and took a bite. Iyeta looked at her expectantly: "How does it taste? Isn't it good?
Eat?"
In fact, it doesn't quite suit the princess's taste. It's too bland. The fragrance of primrose only lingers between the lips and teeth. I tried to capture it but there was no trace. The fragrance of Beckett Vita should be stronger and longer than this. But after seeing Iyeta's expectant eyes, she couldn't express all the above comments. In the end, she had to bite the bullet and praise: "Uh, um, it's delicious."
"Hehe."
Ieta giggled happily and pushed the bamboo basket forward diligently, as if to say: If it tastes good, eat more.
Olivia: "..."
It turns out that memory and the taste of hometown are different for everyone. For the first time, the princess of Bayman realized this truth so deeply, instead of just understanding it from the words in the book.
After eating three Saliachesti, she declined Iyeta's invitation to have another one on the grounds that she was "full." Miss Angel felt very sorry, but did not force it and had it all to herself.
All the remaining snacks. Of course, she didn't cry this time and ate them with a happy expression.
Oveira had a small appetite, so she was really full. She held the steps with her hands and leaned back slightly. Her eyes reflected the half-shaped silver moon hanging on the blue night sky. It was hidden in the sea of clouds, half-covered.
Hidden, only the cold moonlight spread over the waves and the sound of the waves, drawing a bright silver line on the horizon.
The sound of chewing came from behind. Apparently, the peasant girl from the village of Avignon did not receive the elegant etiquette education like Her Royal Highness Princess Lesley, and knew how to restrain her eating noises to avoid being rude in front of outsiders.
.But now, Olvera feels that this is quite good. That kind of innocence and romance that does not hide her favorite mood is the rarest thing in the world.
It’s better than being hesitant and sneaky when asking for help.
With the gentle comfort of Saint Xalia and the calm warning of Ringer emerging in her mind, the princess sighed silently, then mustered up the courage to speak: "Well... there is one thing, I'm sorry, Ieta.
”
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Even without looking back, Ovela knew it was the sound of Ietta choking. Fortunately, the bamboo basket also came with a bottle of Miss Shelia's "proud product", so she quickly picked it up and took two sips, and then she got rid of the discomfort of choking.
The feeling. She looked at the slender figure on the steps with half fear and half confusion: "What, what's going on, Olvera, why did you suddenly apologize to me?"
"Because I did something that bothered you a lot." Oweila twitched the corner of her mouth: "A few days ago, I actually wanted to ask you something, but I was too embarrassed to ask, so I just wandered around your room.
Go, it seems to have frightened you, I’m sorry.”
"Ah."
It turned out that it was this matter. Iyeta still had some impressions, and suddenly realized it, and said quickly: "Actually, I am not very scared, so you don't need to take it to heart. I just... don't understand, why don't you just talk to me directly?
What do I say? If it’s something I can help with, I will definitely help you!”
You are right if you can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out either.
Is it because after staying in the castle for so many years, I am no longer good at dealing with people outside?
Or is it just plain thin-skinned?
Just like when I saw my peers playing games on the street, I wanted to join in but didn't dare to get close, so I could only watch from a distance.
Olvera, Olvera, why are you so timid?
Have you forgotten all about the beautiful qualities taught by your parents and teachers, and the courage you learned from games?
Don’t let down the people who care about you anymore!
……
After torturing herself hard in her heart, Beimang's princess finally honestly said the request that had troubled her for a long time: "Actually."
Iyetta looked at her expectantly: "Yeah."
"I want to borrow something from you."
"Yeah, yeah, what is it?"
"Your windmill tower house..."
"Huh?"
"The field next to it."
"Oh...Eh!?"
There was an exclamation from behind, and then there was no sound, falling into an uncomfortable silence.
Olvera felt uneasy: Is it still too abrupt? That’s right. Who would make such a request to someone they have known for a short time? It sounds too ridiculous. But she is indeed serious. Do you want to do it again?
Repeat it again to make Iyetta feel her determination?
These messy thoughts flashed back and forth in her mind. Every thought seemed feasible, and they seemed to be mocking her timidity and cowardice. The princess was so upset that she simply extinguished them all, just like
Just like extinguishing a budding new fire, it is silent and silent.
Just when she regretted a little and wanted to use the excuse of "I was just joking" to avoid the topic, Ieta's voice suddenly came from behind her, light and airy, like the night wind blowing in her face at this moment.
:"Okay."
Hua Hua Hua——
The waves roar slowly in the distance. Are they the rolling waves in the sea of clouds? Or in the dark night, under the umbrella-shaped canopy, the branches and leaves of the ancient sycamore trees echo like tides, and under the umbrella, the sky is filled with colorful waves.
The fallen leaves and raindrops are just like fate, floating and undefined, with no fixed strings.
At this moment, Olvera felt that her heart was floating up like those fallen leaves, all the way to the boundless sea of clouds, immersed in a school of shining fish. Her body became light and airy, surrounded by those swimming fish.
They lifted their wings upward and gradually emerged from the sea. At a glance, they saw the silver moon in the sky.
Success.
She was lost in the lakes and lakes and thought of...