The two children had already arrived in the restaurant and were waiting politely at the dining table. When they saw Xiaolan and Yirel approaching the dining table, they silently sat on the chairs.
The rain was still falling outside the window, and the whole meal was eaten quietly and dullly. There was only the sound of the knife and fork clashing. The food tasted very good, but Xiaolan had an average appetite and quickly put down the tableware.
"Have you finished eating?" Seeing Xiaolan put down the tableware, the little girl Lily asked quickly.
Xiaolan nodded.
"Then tonight..." Lily looked at Xiaolan half shyly and half expectantly, "Can you tell me a story?"
"Look at how enthusiastic and cute our Lily is." Yirel narrowed his eyes with a smile.
"Okay," Xiaolan looked at that angelic smiling face and promised, "As long as Lily obeys, I will tell Lily a story."
I don't know if it was out of misunderstanding, but Xiaolan felt that the smile on Lily's face seemed to stiffen.
After the meal, Lily took Xiaolan's hand and walked to her room. The sky darkened, and the servants lit the candles in the corridor one by one. Yirel held Moses' hand and walked in front. When the little boy entered,
In the room, under the dim candlelight, a mysterious smile appeared on his face.
Lily's room was more spacious than Xiaolan's, and the decoration was more pink. As soon as she entered, the little girl let go of Xiaolan's hand and ran towards the bookcase opposite the big bed.
There was a whole row of fairy tale books on the bookcase. Lily spent a long time selecting them, and finally selected one. She hid the book behind her and skipped back to Xiaolan.
"Do you think I'm obedient?" The little girl's expression was like a puppy asking for petting.
Xiaolan reached out and touched Lily's hair, "Lily is very obedient today."
"Can I get a reward?"
Lily stretched out her hand behind her. It was a fairy tale book with a gold cover. The book was very thin, and the title of the book - "Blue Beard" was printed on the cover.
Xiaolan has a little impression of this story.
A few minutes later, Lily was lying quietly on the bed, holding the pink quilt with both hands, and staring straight at Xiaolan with her dark pupils.
Xiaolan opened the book and began to read the content in the book.
"Bluebeard.
"Once upon a time, there was a man who had many beautiful houses. He also had all kinds of gold and silver tableware, carved furniture and gilded carriages. But unfortunately, that man had a blue beard..."
Xiaolan's tone was neither slow nor urgent, and slowly swayed along with the candlelight.
"...Finally, they pierced Bluebeard's chest with their swords, and he fell to the ground dead, and the poor wife was finally saved."
Xiaolan closed the book.
Yes, she remembered the story.
The little girl didn't feel sleepy at all, and looked at Xiaolan without blinking.
"Don't want to sleep?" Xiaolan put the book on her lap.
"You said..." Lily covered her face with the quilt, only a pair of eyes were exposed. Her voice was muffled by the quilt and sounded very low, "Why did Bluebeard kill her wife?"
Xiaolan thought for a while, "Because he is a bad person, and we good people don't understand what bad people think."
"I think it's because he loves his wives," Lily frowned, "but his wives don't love him."
Xiaolan's movements were delayed for a moment.
"That's not a reason." Xiaolan replied stiffly.
The little girl's long eyelashes cast two shadows, "Did you know that there is another ending to this story?"
Xiaolan fell silent for a moment.
Before Xiaolan could react, Lily huddled under the quilt and coquettishly hummed, "Well, I'm sleepy. Will you come and tell me stories tomorrow night?"
Xiaolan stood up and looked at the petite figure buried in the quilt.
"If you obey."
Xiaolan returned to her room, sat on the bed and looked out the window, wondering what was wrong with these two children.
Also, is the task of this level to stay here for ten days until the person who wrote to me comes back?
Is it that simple?
It was already dark, and the manor was dead silent. Xiaolan walked to the curtains and looked out the window. The rain still did not stop, there were no lights in the courtyard, and the flower beds and ornamental trees of various shapes were swaying in the drizzle.
"Weird," Xiaolan said to herself silently, "It's so strange."
What's even stranger is that there seems to be some kind of sound that sounds together with Xiaolan's voice.
Xiaolan immediately closed her mouth and listened.
There is only the sound of rain.
"Is anyone there?" Xiaolan raised her voice.
There is no sound.
Did you hear it wrong?
The voice just now was clearly...
Xiaolan hesitated and opened a window. The sound of wind, rain and humid air suddenly poured into the room. Xiaolan held on to the window frame and slowly leaned her upper body out of the window.
She raised her head.
Suddenly, a large drop of black liquid fell next to Xiaolan with a splash.
Xiaolan looked at the black traces on the window edge.
What's this?
At that moment, Xiaolan clearly saw something flashing by the window upstairs, and then the drop of something fell down.
no.
Xiaolan immediately retracted her body, quickly picked up a candle and entered the corridor.
The two children must have gone to bed, and only Xiaolan's footsteps seemed to be echoing in the whole castle.
She soon came to the corridor on the third floor. Sure enough, the corridor was dark because no one lived on the third floor, so the servants did not light the candles on this floor.
Ta-ta-ta...
There was only the sound of my own footsteps.
Xiaolan stopped in front of a door.
This is the room directly above my own room.
Ta-ta-ta...
There is a sound inside!
Xiaolan's heart beat faster.
There were footsteps inside the door.
Someone could be heard moving inside the door. The person had tried to keep his footsteps down, but he could still hear some of them.
Xiaolan grabbed the door handle and twisted it a little.
Click!
The metal machine inside the handle made a faint crisp sound, and the footsteps in the door stopped instantly.
The door is not locked.
Xiaolan held her breath and twisted the handle little by little.
Xiaolan's entire attention was focused on this handle, and the sound of rain and wind almost ceased to exist.
What is waiting for me inside the door...
"What are you doing?"
The sudden voice behind her scared Xiao Lan and she almost knelt on the ground. The candlestick in her hand tilted, but luckily Xiao Lan caught it in time and didn't let the candle fall on the carpet.
"Miss Yi...Yiriel?" Xiaolan leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, and looked at the woman in front of her, "How could you..."
Yirel held a piece of black cotton in her hand and a large bunch of keys in her other hand. The candlelight swayed on her face, her expression was surprised and curious.
"I came here...to clean some things," Yirel raised the piece of cloth he was holding in his left hand, "What about you?"