He Lianxi looked against the light. At first, she was confused. When she saw the boy in the picture clearly, her eyes stopped for a moment.

Photo is the most magical thing in the world. It can easily awaken everything forgotten in the corner.

If this photo had not been turned out by Jiang Xiaomi, he Lianxi would never have remembered that a boy had sworn to her: wait to be a countess.

At that time, he family was still in its heyday. His father took his family to Manhattan to participate in the cloth exhibition.

Before that, my father established a famous local figure. The identity of the other party was unclear. I only knew that their family was large and luxurious, just like the castle in a fairy tale. Servants in fluffy skirts stood in groups at the arched door to meet them.

During the day, when adults go to work, children stay in the castle and play with servants.

At that time, Ma Yao was also there. They were the same year but different months. Ma Yao was four months younger than he Lianxi. In the eyes of those blonde foreigners, the two sisters were like twins. They couldn't tell who was who without looking carefully.

One afternoon, he Lianxi was catching butterflies under the flower rack. She found that the butterflies here were unusually beautiful and colorful. Just as she was concentrating on staring at the butterflies and preparing to do it, a strange voice suddenly burst in: "what are you doing?"

He Lianxi stared at the handsome face hanging above, scared to make no noise.

My father once told me that they were guests at someone else's house. It's best not to run around, or they will be ridiculed and impolite.

"Scared silly? Oriental Doll." The boy pinched her face.

"How can you speak our language?" What pity, surprise and joy.

"What's the good intention?" The young man looked arrogant and stretched out his hand to pull her out of the flower rack: "God, it's just a little dirty ghost."

The little girl was suddenly despised as dirty. He Lianxi blushed immediately and ran away.

After returning to the room, he Lianxi saw that Ma Yao deliberately cut her little evening dress for dinner.

He yuan stood aside and even scolded her for putting her skirt on her sister's bed.

Because there was no evening dress, he Lianxi couldn't go to the evening party, while Ma Yao was wearing a beautiful evening dress and said to her provocatively: bad luck bag, I'm gone.

The 12-year-old girl already knows what uniqueness is. Where there is no pity, Ma Yao is the focus. Every time he Lianxi appears, people's eyes linger on them. Look at this and that. If someone praises he Lianxi, Ma Yao starts to be unhappy.

"At that time, I was locked up in the room like Cinderella." He Lianxi sat on the carpet with Jiang Xiaomi, his eyes fixed on the snow-white wall.

"Then what happened? Did you attend?"

He pitifully shook his head: "No."

I imagined that a fairy would suddenly appear to help me.

Unfortunately, she is not Cinderella.

He Lianxi, who was left behind, wandered around the ancient castle alone. I don't know if he felt he had walked under the flower rack that went during the day.

The moonlight was bright, and a dark figure squatted in the flower rack. When he heard someone approaching, the other party slowly raised his head from his arms.

"Is that you?" The other party was more surprised than her.

"Why are you hiding here?" He Lianxi askew his head and asked.

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