Candy Wizard and Travel

A child's characteristic quarrel. When she left the country to find her witch teacher, she didn't say goodbye to her childhood sweetheart. This incident made her care about it to this day. Even if the other person didn't care anymore, she still felt unspeakably ashamed.

What's worse is that she learned much later that he and his sister had been carrying something very bad during that time, and as a friend, as a promised person, instead of staying with her friend, she ran away.

what……

Every time I think about it, I feel like vomiting out the contents of my stomach.

In this self-loathing, her actions became increasingly lazier.

So, I came back and stayed for a few years.

The two of them had hinted many times that they cared more about someone than their daughter. Faced with the blushing words of her parents, the Lavender Witch chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

On this day, it was rare for Mrs. Elinor not to be invited by other housewives. After finishing all the household chores, she had some free time and decided to go across the street to see her lovely daughter.

Really, after just a few words, I moved out and bought a house across the street. In terms of willfulness, she is worthy of the name of a witch.

She has the key.

Open the door and walk through the flowerbed in full bloom with lavender. There are strange wind chimes hanging on the door, and under the bells there are crystals of flowers sealed like amber.

The sweet smell of baked goods lingers in the room, and flowers float in the transparent teapot on the table. It's scented tea.

It seems it's time for afternoon tea.

"Mom, why are you here?"

The Witch in Lavender Clothes, who is on vacation today, is wearing casual clothes and carrying freshly washed clothes to dry. She has also just taken a bath. In this irritable summer, the lavender purple hair is filled with water vapor, and her eyebrows are moist and soft.

——She is indeed my daughter.

Eleanor sat down and watched her children walking about, feeling cheerful.

"Daughter, even if you are a witch, you still need to plan your future life. Happiness is like a kitten. If you don't hold on tightly, it will slip away from your hands."

"Mom, you might as well speak more clearly."

After coming back from her work, Estelle poured two cups of tea, handed one over to her, and looked at her mother helplessly. She had heard such words in the past two or three years, and her ears had become calloused.

Eleanor and her daughter looked at each other until the girl looked away feeling guilty.

The mother sighed inwardly, her daughter had grown up and inherited the advantages of her and her husband.

She has golden eyes, neatly scattered purple mid-length hair, and luckily she learned a lot about her clothes from Xiao Xi Di. Unlike those gloomy witches, she also likes baking, tea ceremonies and playing with flowers. She is a beautiful woman both inside and outside. A beautiful woman, no one can deny her charm.

"Don't you understand? You don't want to understand, Estelle," Mrs. Elinor sighed, "I remember that when I was a child, Xiao Xi Di and you were pretty good, but we have been at odds over the years. ?"

The intellectual witch's face turned red, "Mom - why are you mentioning him!"

"Let's talk about what's wrong with our godson. As the next generation, you have to be obedient and call me brother."

Serena lived in their house until she was 14 years old. Not long ago, she went out to practice spiritual practice for a year, and she seemed to have a great reputation. After Estelle moved out, she followed her, which was really lonely.

Fortunately, unlike the unfilial daughter in front of me, the child often came back to see her, and the neighbors sometimes asked strangely why their little daughter had also left home.

Therefore, it is said that Xidi is the godson.

"That kind of thing is definitely weird! How could he scream?"

"Then something more intimate, like..."

"Mom, I'm only 17 years old."

"Mom, when I was 19 years old, I already decided that my daughter would be called Estelle."

After teasing my daughter a little, the child is still so amusing, but it should be stopped in moderation. For example, if she just said, "I haven't said what an intimate term is, what did you think of?", the child would have to cover her face and use a broom to tease her. Throw it out.

Eleanor didn't come here to admire her daughter's cute expression today. Looking at the atmosphere, she could talk about more in-depth topics.

She paused.

"Actually, your parents don't really want to send you out so early.

Mom, I know something about witches. Each witch has their own insistence on something. I, and your father, we want to have a chat with you. I suggest you take advantage of the time when you haven’t fully penetrated into the magic path and there is still enough room in your life. , to accommodate some beautiful things, fall in love, travel, and meet more friends..."

Elinor has always been worried. Seeing that the child Xi Di who made her worry-free has gone to such a far away place at the age of ten. She is so mature that it makes people sigh. Thinking of the child's past makes people feel a heart-wrenching boredom. .

At that time, she was thinking, if children have accomplished what adults should do when they are young, what will their dreams be when they grow up?

She doesn't think that maturity is a bad thing, she just thinks that it is regrettable to miss so many things at the age of a child. Even if she wants to make up for it, it will be difficult to regain that feeling without people around her who care.

So Eleanor just wanted to remind her daughter, let her pay attention to the fact that she is still young and has enough spare time, and not to live so rigidly.

Look at this child's life now: going to work, getting off work, studying magic, growing flowers, making snacks, going to Serena for a tea party...

Eleanor, who travels with her husband every quarter, sometimes wonders, who is whose mother?

Now that she was living such a life, Eleanor did not dare to think about the future. She thought the world was wonderful and it would be a pity for her daughter to live in a small space.

Of course, if this was her daughter's wish, she would respect her daughter's mood, but after talking to her, she felt that it was not the case. The child seemed to be avoiding something.

It's hard to understand a child's mind, and she could only have a vague feeling that it was related to Xiao Xidi. Estelle was too smart, so she was probably trying to get into trouble.

As a parent, it is always easy to fall into this kind of emotion. If your child is not obedient, you will be worried, and if your child is too obedient, you will be worried.

After listening to her mother's words, Estelle's embarrassed mood eased slightly, and she understood that her slack life during this period had made her parents worried.

"I know. I still play with Serena. You also know the other witches in Clock Township. You taught me well when I didn't give them two slaps when we met. There are you, dad and Serena in this city. That’s enough.”

She tried to argue, but found that her mother's eyes became strange, and she picked up the teacup to hide her expression.

"Is this too witchy? Mom, I can't... accept it, but if you insist, Estelle, your father and I will support you."

"Ah...ah? What are you thinking, mom, Serena and I have a normal relationship as friends!"

Estelle almost choked on a sip of tea and covered her face with a handkerchief to explain.

"That's good. Of course Serena is also a good child. If possible, we also hope that we will always be a family. You understand, right?"

"I don't understand."

"Uh huh..."

Eleanor let out a strange laugh, and her eyes passed across the photos on the desk in her room - part of the scene of the three people was deliberately cropped.

The girl waved her wand like lightning and pulled it over.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Let's talk casually. Mom is not here to lecture you today. Your father and I both hope that Estelle can take the initiative. A new life is waiting for you, Tingse Lina said her brother is still very popular."

"What does it have to do with me!"

"That's it, let's just say it. I hope that one day when Xiao Xi Di sends you a wedding invitation, the lovely Estelle can be so straightforward."

"Mom! Get out!"

"Why are you talking to mom... Hey, I'm leaving. This skirt is handmade by a master, so it can't have wrinkles."

The wind chime on the door swayed.

"That annoying bitch..."

Calling her mother so casually, Estelle blushed and opened the photo frame, staring at the white hair at the corner.

"Idiot... I'm an idiot too."

Gap: Blue and Travel

In the spring, her best friend Serena told her about the past.

Estelle was very angry. Fortunately, every time she came back and passed through the suburbs, she would bring a bouquet of flowers to Serena's parents. After knowing the inside story, she didn't spit twice because she was worried that Serena's father was there. then.

After getting angry there is shame and shame.

I feel ashamed that I didn't find it.

Embarrassed and annoyed that they didn't tell her at that time.

At least she can help when it comes to destroying corpses and removing traces!

Thinking about it carefully, at that time, she comforted Serena not to be sad about the death of her parents. When she said this, the other party was probably laughing at her in her heart.

"Yes, that's right," the demure friend in front of her confirmed her guess, "I was thinking at the time, this purple-haired guy talking to himself is an idiot, and please don't disturb my brother and I's time together."

She admitted it.

Estelle's heart, which had just been ridiculed by her own mother, was broken again, and she lay on the table in frustration.

If it were before, she would still have the heart to argue with her friend and pinch her waist and face to get back the interest, even if she ends up being held back.

But I’m really not in the mood today.

The lavender outside the window is blooming withered because the sun is too strong.

It was so big that it reminded her of the afternoon when they first met her when she was a child.

The friend held his chin in one hand, his blue hair spread to his ears, and his beautiful eyes stared here. Perhaps in order to reduce the burden, his upper body tilted, and the twigs lined with the fruits were piled generously on the table.

"So, Estelle came to me just to learn about such boring things?"

"How can it be a boring thing? I always cared about you at that time."

The Lavender Witch withdrew her gaze. She was unwilling to admit that a girl would be attracted to her figure.

"But it's really boring. Those kind of scum will die when they die. Now that I think about it, I was still afraid of that kind of people for a while... It's really a shame. Every time I mention them now, I waste a sentence of my time. "

"Didn't you just waste a sentence?"

"you're right."

Serena said, taking out her sword and stroking the glistening blade to calm down her mood.

She couldn't understand her friend's mood, just like her friends couldn't understand her in the past. Oh, after all, she was not a normal person.

The empty and empty mood in the past gradually became more fulfilling after practicing the sword, and she could feel calm when wielding the sword.

The teacher had nothing to teach her in terms of skills, so during the year of practice, he went to various places to teach her precious experiences and principles of doing things.

Virtue and ethics cannot cultivate Selina's empty soul. What truly calms her heart is the moment when the sword takes away every life.

Little by little, she felt death settling on the sword, and her heart became more and more peaceful.

She only becomes fanatical when given death.

It's just that the hole in your heart is attached to the sword, which is not bad. It's better to hurt others than to hurt yourself.

The teacher said with emotion that if there was nothing holding her back, the girl named Serena would embark on the evil path without any suspense and ecstatically. At that time, the teacher could only risk his life to stop it.

From that day on, other things were attached to her sword, the teacher's sentimentality, her brother's encouragement, her adoptive parents' expectations, and finally the purple-haired friendship.

Except for my brother's love, everything else is light and fluffy. It's okay to tie it to a sword.

When her mood was up and down, stroking the blade would calm her down.

"You should change this habit. You suddenly pull out your sword while walking on the street. Be careful of being caught by the city guards."

"They should feel at ease knowing that they did not die when I drew my sword."

"I don't understand that kind of talk anymore."

Yes, although the two of them are friends, it is always a bit difficult to communicate. Serena's character gradually becomes like the sword in her hand, straight and transparent, while Estelle always wants to hide those things that only the blind can see. What cannot be seen is hidden.

Serena once commented: It looks like the clothes on a stripper.

Everyone knows that the purpose of clothes is not to exist, and it would be bad if they were worn all the time.

So Estelle is a fool.

"Are you scolding me?"

Estelle looked at her friend suspiciously.

"Yes."

"You actually admitted it, so quickly!"

Spanning many years, this is how they communicate now.

The swordsman thinks the witch is a fool, and the witch thinks the swordsman is unreasonable and a fool.

Evened out.

But I have to admit.

Estelle thought.

Things that she sometimes found troublesome were within her reach in front of Serena.