Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 165 [Jie Blind Extra Story] Reverse Flower Vomiting Syndrome

[It is also an unfinished episode, and there is no follow-up. 】

[If "Run!If the manuscript of Fifth Personality is still there, I might send it out for everyone's entertainment, but unfortunately there is no manuscript. 】

Old readers will not be unfamiliar with the texts in "The Fifth Personality: Twilight".

1. Copywriting
I once heard the story of Swan Lake from Teacher Sullivan, that ethereal swan dream.

Lovers who have made a wish there will be blessed by the God of Cupid, and the swans will also sing for their lovers.

I seem to have seen it in a dream.

The ray of light at dawn falls.

Behind the rain, the roses are so beautiful.

I saw the boy in tears.

The mist engulfed him.

Darkness eroded the blue sky.

We never met.

From a letter sent by chance, the ending has been written.

Bloody petals present in the envelope.

Once try to get close to each other.

It will make people miserable.

It is said that only the kiss of a loved one can cure that disease.

I for him.

Know nothing.

There is only pure love.

Although he says he is the Mist Ripper.

I also believe that wish for an excuse to find Swan Lake.

It's also just a pretense.

Hope that I can die peacefully and be buried.

At dawn after dark, the crows stopped hoarsely singing.

The story of the Swan Lake was finally brought into the girl's dream of being buried.

2.
Morning light.

When the sun shines into this world.

A new day is about to begin.

In this ancient town, everyone's face is full of excitement, as if something big is about to happen.

Helena sat alone in front of the window, her eyes like the deep sea were staring at the world outside the window, her heavy black-rimmed glasses were on the bridge of her nose, her chestnut hair was shoulder-length, the warm sunlight shone on her body, giving her Added warmth.

She lowered her eyes and looked at all kinds of people outside the window.

"The legend of Swan Lake, three days later there will be a self-proclaimed great mage to make Swan Lake appear."

Helena murmured.

Many people are tirelessly looking for the existence of Swan Lake, but they don't know that there is no such so-called Swan Lake in this world.

She is also looking for this Swan Lake. It is said that lovers who make a wish in Swan Lake will be blessed by the God of Love, and the swans sing.

"Miss Helena, your letter."

Suddenly there was a shout from the door.

Helena put down the book in her hand, with some hesitation on her face, but she still walked towards the door.

"Squeak—ah."

Push open the carefully carved wooden door.

It is the fragrance of roses that hits me head-on.

It was the roses planted by my father that bloomed.

A young man with a backpack on his waist was standing at the door. Perhaps he was in a hurry. The young man had sweat on his forehead, short flaxen hair, golden eyes, and freckles on his cheeks.

When he saw Helena coming out, a smile broke out on his face immediately.

"Miss Helena, your letter."

He mysteriously took out a carefully wrapped letter from his backpack, held it with both hands and handed it to Helena like a treasure offering.

Helena accepted the letter silently.

"Thank you, Mr. Mark, for delivering the letter."

She whispered softly, glanced at the cover of the letter, it was correct that the address written was her home, but who would send the letter?My friends never send me letters.

"No thanks." Mark said with a smile.

"Then Miss Helena, I'm going to deliver someone else's letter first." Mark ran away immediately after finishing speaking.

Helena took the exquisitely packaged letter back to the window where she was reading.

The small and exquisite wooden table and matching stools are not very luxurious, but they are very durable.

There is a bookshelf next to the table, and the bookshelf is full of neat books. There is a vase on the table with several daisy flowers in it.

Daisies represent purity.

Helena put the letter on the table, and from the engraved seal on the letter, she knew that it must be a letter from a nobleman.

Helena opened the sealed letter with anxiety.

As soon as the letter was opened, the fragrance of roses overflowed and filled the air.

It smelled a little different from the roses her father had grown, but Helena couldn't tell the difference.

【Dear. Helena】

From the first line of words, Helena concluded that this must be a nobleman, and a very noble nobleman at that.

Because his handwriting is more beautiful than that of ordinary people, the last stroke of each word has a tendency to evoke.

This is clearly highly educated.

[I am taking the liberty to write to you. The purpose of writing to you this time is about the legendary Swan Lake. It is said that there will be a great mage in your town to make Swan Lake reappear in the world. Is this true? ? 】

[Signed by Jack]

and an attached address, xxxxxxxxxxx, London, United Kingdom.

It turned out to be someone who was looking for Swan Lake like her.

Helena's hanging heart was relieved, but fortunately it was not a wrong mail.

Helena was a little hesitant, her pretty brows were slightly frowned, and she didn't know much about Swan Lake.

She didn't know whether to reply to the sender.

Although she has been looking for that Swan Lake, she expressed doubts about the recent news that a mage came to make Swan Lake reappear in the world.

But isn't it rude not to reply?
Then tell this gentleman what you know.

(End of this chapter)