Luo Fu and Shirley had been separated for a long time. When they met again, they had many things to talk about.
But staying in the room with the door closed could easily arouse the suspicion of other nuns.
And Luofu will stay in this monastery for a few days. It will be a long night and there will be time for in-depth communication, but there is no need to rush for this moment.
So, they quickly left the room and started hanging out in the convent of Tomes.
There are three distinct buildings in the monastery. One is the main monastery, where the nuns live; the other is the church, where they pray on weekdays; and the third is the cemetery, where the dead nuns are buried.
Under the leadership of Shirley, the young man went deep into the monastery, and only then could he feel what a "female" monastery is.
There were nuns everywhere, not a single man, all dressed in the same costume, with their faces half-hidden, looking like replicas.
This is the real "face blindness".
But Luo Fu still discovered a blind spot. Although the nuns' clothing styles were the same, the colors were different.
Some nuns had their faces covered with a white gauze but were wearing black robes, while others were wearing white robes.
Shirley grew up here and naturally explained:
"Preparatory nuns and novice nuns will wear white serge robes. After practicing and making vows and becoming formal nuns, they will change to black robes."
Luofu nodded lightly, looked at the nuns coming and going, and commented: "The black nun's robe looks better, it has a very special sense of mystery."
Although I want to be pretty and dress in filial piety, the ascetic style of a black nun's robe is more attractive. If paired with lace black stockings, it will be a killer.
Shirley glanced at the young man thoughtfully, and suddenly whispered: "Rolf, I have a black nun's robe over there..." Tong
The girl with the ponytail wanted to turn around and show him instead, but when she saw the young man looking at her longingly, a hint of shyness appeared on her face, and she temporarily changed her words:
"Rolf, if you like, you can change it yourself!"
Luofu thought Shirley was going to wear it, but when he heard her words, he twitched his lips in disappointment and said:
"Just because I like to see other people wearing it doesn't mean I want to wear it."
"Wear it once, let me see...just once." Shirley stretched out her hand to grab Luo Fu's sleeve, shook it coquettishly, and said with a bright smile:
"I won't tell anyone else...including Hermione!"
Seeing Shirley's playful and expectant expression, Luofu raised his hand and gently poked her forehead, bargaining:
"How about you wear it for me first... then I'll wear it for you? It's fair and just."
The girl with the ponytail looked into Luo Fu's hot eyes and saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so she bit her lip gently and said with anticipation and a little shyness:
"Okay...it's a deal!"
Both of them felt that they were not at a disadvantage and couldn't wait for night to fall. They walked all the way to the banks of the Clyde River.
There is a section of the river that passes through the monastery and is surrounded by a wall.
Shirley and Rolf walked slowly on the road by the river. The ground was very flat and paved with large blue stones.
When they passed a section of the river covered by dense vegetation, they walked over and sat down by the river to rest.
Shirley stretched out her hand to take a handful of the cool river water and gently washed her face with a very gentle movement.
Luo Fu was more rough. He just put his buttocks up and lay on the ground, sinking his whole head into the river, and finally raised his head suddenly and shouted loudly.
"Is the water cold?" Shirley took out a tissue from her pocket, handed it to Rove, and said softly:
"When we were little, we had no place to cool off from the heat, so we would sneak here to take a bath. If grandma found out, we wouldn't give us dinner.
I fell into the water once and almost drowned, but suddenly my magic power exploded and I flew up from the river.
The nuns all thought it was Christ appearing. I thought so too at the time, but later I found out I was a witch."
Rolf sat next to Shirley and listened quietly to her telling stories about his childhood, occasionally interrupting to ask for some details.
As the sun slowly sets, the sound of prayer bells in the distant church slowly spreads through the monastery and then disappears.
At dusk, the entire monastery seemed to be asleep.
Luo Fu and Shirley sat side by side in the shade of the trees, quietly listening to the sound of the rushing water in the river, the rustling of the leaves in the wind, and the flapping of the wings of insects on the grass.
Shirley looked at the boy's reflection in the river and suddenly said: "Rolf, it's time for your polyjuice potion."
Luofu touched his face. He could feel the changes in his body and it was returning to its original appearance. He hummed and said:
"It's okay. I've set up magic not far away. No nuns will be able to get close to this place. Just take the polyjuice potion when you're about to leave."
Shirley turned her head and looked at Luo Fu's familiar face. The breeze rose from the river and gently blew the girl's ponytail. She suddenly stretched out her hand, pulled out a strand of red hair, handed it to the boy, and said seriously:
"Rolf, next time you need to use Polyjuice Potion to turn into a girl, you can use my hair."
Luofu took the burgundy hair and put it in the palm of his hand. He sniffed it gently and promised:
"I remember."
Shirley smiled with satisfaction. She took off her shoes and socks, put her feet into the cool and refreshing river water, and swayed gently.
The girl with the ponytail suddenly got the idea of playing a prank and stirred up the river water with her feet. The water droplets fell on the boy, making him wet all over.
Shirley's eyes were smiling and she giggled, but Rolf was not a vegetarian either. He saw the right moment, suddenly reached out and grabbed the girl's restless feet.
Shirley was shocked. She still wanted to struggle, but Rolf had already firmly grasped her ankle with his hands and showed a proud smile.
The girl with the ponytail has beautiful feet. The toes are slender and soft in color, arranged in order like agate. The color of the nails is comparable to the light red shells picked up at the seaside. The heels are round and like pearls.
Luo Fu held a pair of small and exquisite jade feet in his hands, which were as smooth as jade. Under the sunlight, the fair skin shone with a crystal clear luster.
Shirley's breathing began to quicken, especially when she felt the boy's hands holding the instep of her feet and rubbing her toes with his fingers, her whole body was trembling.
The girl with the ponytail wanted to pull her feet back, but her whole body seemed to have lost strength in an instant, and she could no longer pull those feet that no one had touched before except herself from the boy's arms.
Shirley supported her body with both hands, bit her lip gently, and looked up at Luo Fu.
The sky slowly darkened.
The girl finally said in a hoarse voice: "Luo Fu, let's go back... It's time for grandma to find us." Tong
Rolf hummed, stretched out his hand to help Shirley put on her shoes and socks, then stood up and patted the dirt on her butt.
Shirley was still sitting on the ground. She was red from her ears to her neck. Seeing the young man looking over, she stretched out her hands and said shyly and embarrassedly:
"Rolf, my whole body is so weak that I really can't stand up... Just carry me back."
Luofu knelt down, gently carried Shirley on his back, and moved forward slowly. The girl, lying on the boy's warm shoulder, softly sang a song he had learned in the choir when he was a child.