Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 339

2021-09-19

Chapter 338 Writer's Diary
When Shade came home from his basement soaked wet, he had already It was two o'clock in the morning on Tuesday.

He hurriedly stepped on the stairs, ignoring the water dripping on his body to the floor, through the dimly lit stairwell to the second floor. He pushed open the door as if he was falling forward, staggered to the kitchen, grabbed the biscuit box that was specially placed on the top of the cupboard to prevent it from being stolen by the cat, and stuffed the moist biscuit into his mouth. , I felt a lot more comfortable.

I did fill my stomach by drinking water just now, but the urge to try to eat didn't subside. Of course, this could also be an overuse of "gluttony" repercussions, anyway, Shade is very hungry right now.

Corresponding to hunger, the feeling of tiredness that comes up unconsciously after returning home is gradually replacing hunger and becoming the strongest emotion.

But no matter what to do next, Shade took a shower and changed clothes. Although this strange era is a bit backward compared to the hometown, the development of the steam industry and the expansion of steam and gas pipelines have made taking a hot bath a very simple matter.

After taking a shower, I wanted to sit on the sofa before deciding whether to go out to eat, or go to Quill Street to see if Miss Luisa's apartment is still lit. But when Shade sat back against the sofa, the comfort made him subconsciously close his eyes.

So I said in the heart:
"I just closed my eyes and rested for about a few tens of seconds, and then got up immediately." With laughter, he fell into a deep sleep.

Probably because I was too tired, I didn't have any dreams that night. A few hours later, Shade was woken up early in the morning not by the warm summer sun shining through the living room window, but by a knock on the door downstairs.

Someone knocked on his door.

The sleepy Shade opened his eyes, because he was sitting and fell asleep, so his whole body felt very uncomfortable after getting up. But the corresponding physical fatigue is mental relaxation and comfort.

It was the 30th day of the month of thunder, and he slept on the sofa for about 6 hours at 8am on Tuesday.

“Today, Heavenly Saint Prayer, I’m going to church in the afternoon.”

After standing up, gradually sober, yawning at the window, Shade in the heart reminded myself of today’s schedule .

I took a breath and walked downstairs with my slippers. After passing through the dimly lit stairwell, I recalled the big adventure last night and felt lucky to be able to escape.

He guessed that someone knocked on the door so early that it was a new client or friend. After opening the door, a small black figure rushed up immediately, and Shade immediately stared wide-eyed, fully energized:

"Mia!"

"Meow~"

The small orange cat pounced on Shade from the displeased Goldilocks' arms, and Shade hurriedly caught it. The cat jumped on Shade's shoulder very quickly, and kept rubbing Shade's face with its little furry face.

Shade also reached out and scratched its chin, causing the orange cat to tilt its head and purr from its throat.

After teasing the cat, I had time to look towards the lady standing outside the door. Miss Luyisa was very dissatisfied, and she seemed to be angry when she spoke:
“ Shade, won't you invite me in first? When did you come back?"

Shade thought that the blonde writer was blaming herself for not looking for her immediately after returning, but then realized that her This anger doesn't seem to be directed at himself.

"I said goodbye to Laccia Princess yesterday, and it was two o'clock in the morning when I got home."

He said this, so Miss Luyisa immediately stopped talking and hesitated. Looking at him:
"You really know who she is. Go and talk. I brought you breakfast. You didn't pick up your cat last night, I guess you came home very late, maybe this morning. I haven't eaten yet."

She shook the folded silver-gray metal lunch box in her hand, Shade resisted the urge to swallow:

"Miss Luyisa, You're such a nice guy."

The blonde girl smiled and motioned for him to lead the way.

Upstairs with goat milk, milk and this morning's newspaper, Miss Luisa opened the three metal lunch boxes at the dining table, and the steaming food immediately attracted Shade and Mia's attention. attention.

But the orange cat had already eaten in the female writer's apartment in the morning, so when Shade had breakfast, it didn't get anything, and could only reluctantly lie on the dining table next to Shade's right hand . Occasionally try to stretch out a small paw to scratch Shade's arm, when Shade looks at it, he will look at Shade with big eyes.

But for the cat's health, Shade gave it nothing, including the bottle of goat's milk. Mia would make meowing noises from time to time, but she was very well-behaved and never once stretched her claws to steal food from the lunch box.

In the end, even Miss Luyisa felt unbearable, got up and found a bag of cat food in the kitchen, and gave Xiaomia a few. It happily ate the cat food, but when the smiling Miss Luisa wanted to hug it, Mia flicked her tail and lay back beside Shade's hand.

"Your cat has no conscience."

The blonde writer sat across from Shade and watched him eat.

"Strictly speaking, this is not my cat. Your craftsmanship is really good."

Shade looked up and praised, and Dorothy Luisa covered her mouth, her face showing Unstoppable smile:
"So, how much do you know about me and Laixia?"

"I don't really know much, most of them are guessed."

He said:
"Let's talk about these things after dinner, oh, do you know what happened to me yesterday?"

"I didn't communicate with Lacia last night. More, she only said some things that must be told to you."

Shade nods, it seems that Princess and Miss Writer are not as he imagined, they can exchange unconditionally anytime, anywhere.

“Meow~”

Mia still glare like a tiger watching his prey to Shade's breakfast, and seeing that Shade didn't notice it, she stretched out her paw and slapped him again.

After Shade finished eating, the two sat on the sofa and chatted about business. Miss Luysha didn't say much, and handed him a diary directly:

"The original promise was You, I'll tell you our secret when Laishiya comes back, but because of the curse of [The Mermaid Song], she can't leave Coldwater Harbor for the time being, so we planned a Coldwater Harbor holiday for you."

"Very good."

Shade looked down at the diary. The diary was incomplete. After the writer lady split the pages, only those pages were left for Shade to see.

Turning to the first page, it is the date half a year ago, and Augustus priest once said, "From half a year ago, every few days, Luisa has become a little weird. It's pretty normal now, and a few months ago we even suspected that she was possessed by another spirit" is very close to the date (Chapter 43).

At that time, the priest casually said a word, in Shade's eyes now, it is infinitely close to telling the truth.

The relationship between Dorothy Luisa and Laccia Cavendish, Tobesque's Miss Writer and Delarion's Princess, is actually a soul swap.

"This is the time when things first started, the records we left, I think you will understand what happened after you read them. Lecia said she showed you the diary. In fact, it's nothing. It's just a wake-up call and an exchange of souls. The Princess becomes a writer, and the writer becomes a Princess."

Miss Luisa blushed a little:
"Princess longing for freedom , experienced the life of a commoner; and Girls' Generation, a commoner girl who dreams of Princess life, has the opportunity to experience the princess' day. After waking up on the second day, we all returned to our bodies, thinking that yesterday was an illusory dream. Until we found out what happened to the other party What did she do with her body that she realized in anger and horror."

Seeing Shade's smile, she blushed even more:

"Don't make fun of us, After all, no one knew what was going on at the time."

Actually, Shade laughed, just because he was happy that his guess was right, and he liked this kind of dramatic story.

Nodding to show understanding, Shade probed with the illiterate cat standing on the armrest of the sofa with its head outstretched to read the contents of the diary.

Under the date "23rd of the Sleeping Moon (December), 1853", only one sentence was written, and this sentence actually took up three lines in the online grid, which was a waste of paper:

【Who are you? ]

Familiar content, but this is not Miss Luyissa's handwriting, and the writing habit of letters is completely different from that of female writers. The way of writing the cursive letters is very similar to Miss Galina, and the nobles are used to writing this way.

But on the next 24 days, the handwriting on the page returned to Miss Luysha's writing:

【Who are you? ]

Shade looked up towards Miss Luysha, teased with a smile:
"You guys really like to use diaries to communicate."

"There is no other way, private diaries. Is the safest way. Shade, don't you keep a diary?"

Goldilocks asked rhetorically, Shade smiled and didn't answer.

He did inherit the diary from Detective Sparrow Hamilton, but only in it every day would leave the same notes as the previous detective, such as "Nothing Happened, Savings Down" and "The client came to the door, he was really stingy."

If someone opened Shade's diary, they would have thought that this was a detective with a very peaceful life.

Outlanders don't write their lives on paper.

"Laceia Princess was really showing it to me on purpose, but now that I think about it, she was actually revealing more details all day yesterday to make me guess."

Shade muttered softly, then lowered his head and continued to read the diary. And Miss Luysha also explained patiently:
"She and I both have the habit of writing diaries. Although we won't record important content, it's just trivial things in life, but if we find the diary and look forward to it, we will probably be able to Understand who the other party is. So the first few times, after the memory was confused and blurred, we quickly figured out what happened to us, speaking of which was a bit funny, she actually”

Her eyes were erratic, as if thinking of past memories, and then her face flushed, she must have thought of some embarrassment caused by the exchange of souls. Fortunately, Shade, who was concentrating on reading the diary, did not observe Goldilocks' embarrassment.

PS: 7K in the morning and 3K in the afternoon tomorrow. In addition to the normal update, 5K is added.

PS2: Sorry for the wrong time.