Holding on to unexpected lucky items, especially the free gifts, really makes me feel that today may be my lucky day. I was embarrassed to try to hand the stall owner a few silver coins, but was told that "I can't save it this winter anyway, so let's treat it as a gift!" and continued to indulge in his creation. Looking at the stall owner who was serious about painting, I could only take back the coin, carefully squeeze out the crowd, look at the beautiful object in my hand, and suddenly think that if I hold it, then how can I continue shopping?

So, I had to go back to the square in [Winter Silver], because it seemed that there was only a storage place there.

I walked back with the engraving in my arms, and if it weren't for the transparent glass on the front of the frame, I don't think it would have been damaged by my carelessness before the spring flowers bloomed. Thinking like this, at this time, a woman in a red winter dress standing in front of the counter of the locker shouted "Hey!" to me. The man put the wood and stone sculpture of a mesh cloth in his hand on the wooden cabinet, and made a dull "bang" sound, and the man at the direct teaching counter was stunned.

Then she stretched out her hands and waved her hands for fear that I didn't see it, because the look on her face was so enthusiastic that I hesitated a little, who let that person still be a suspicious woman who had intimate physical contact with her uncle. Although she raised her hands, she also held a paper umbrella with a light blue pattern on a white background and rotated slowly, flying and still floating a small snow ball, like a flower fairy flying in the ice and snow, she was really a beautiful person. It's hard to resist the kindness, I vaguely remember her calling...

"Miss Bellio, long time no see. I walked over and saluted.

Miss Bellio was overjoyed.

"You remember me. It's so exciting. ”

"Where, it's because Miss Billio is so beautiful that I can't forget it. ”

"Wow, that's cute, you. Why, after that night, will you go to him again? ”

"You... You're welcome. It's a pity that the family is busy and complicated, and there has been no opportunity. ”

"Now, I found him with the nun, and he slept in the flower pavilion [of Winter Day]. ”

"Really!"

"yes, but that was before I had a snack on my way to the store, so don't expect too much. After all, they still have to participate in the preliminaries of the [Winter Festival] event in the afternoon, so they shouldn't stay in [Winter Day] too much. ”

"Well, don't bother them. ”

"Oh?"

"Besides, you can see him at the event competition, so..."

Thinking that I would be able to see my heart again in the afternoon, where the love is, I couldn't help but hold his engraving and be silly happy.

"Alas, girls in love are all stupid. ”

"Hey, hey. ”

It was in a few days after Sister Mlitti's night that I learned Miss Billio's real name, and I only knew that Miss Billio was a big man from the Imperial Capital, and I didn't know anything about it, and naturally I didn't know how she met her uncle, and I didn't know why she suddenly stopped me. After thinking about it, it didn't work.

"By the way, have you been holding prints, self-portraits? ”

Miss Bellio looked curiously at the frame in my arms.

"Hmm... It's a sculpture of ice, it's... His. With that, I turned the front of the frame around.

"Hmm. ”

When Miss Billio looked away and saw the name of the painting above the frame, her face was subtle, and she choked with embarrassment and couldn't hide her smile.

"Does Miss Billio know what the name means? ”

"Ahem, ahem. Sort of. ”

"Well, can you please have a drink, can you tell me? ”

"How can that work, if you want to ask for it, I will invite you. It's not impossible to tell you... Well, you can play the festival with me, and I'll tell you when it's over. ”

"What's so embarrassing to let Miss Billio share her secrets, but also let you break the bank..."

"Don't use honorifics, you're going to store it, put it on the counter, and let's go play!"

Miss Bellio said triumphantly pointing to the web of wood and stone sculptures on the counter that were sorting and packing.

"Pick one, the nuns have taken one, so don't try to escape. ”

The pile of sculptures of different sizes, full of spirit, extraordinary appearance, different postures, some like huge hideous beasts, strange monsters, some are humanoid, like aliens and aliens, but they should all be gods and beasts from all over the ancient legends, because I saw the same wood carving as the necklace that the nun gave me, so I thanked and took it.

Miss Billio is so erudite, these different statues of gods I have seen at a glance, each with endless epic rumors and grotesques, Miss Billio's hobbies can be so astonishingly extensive, I can't help but label Miss Billio who is really meeting for the first time a "veteran" worthy of respect. That unpretentious, straightforward behavior and colloquial language is also enough to match the aesthetics of appearance, this kind of hobby can develop such a dedicated and meticulous lifestyle, how much to enjoy life, this is really enviable, it is not too much to say that it is "art".

"These, they are very popular in the emperor, I asked the boss to select ancient legends and anecdotes for me, and I really made money early in the morning while there were few people!

Yes, Miss Bellio must be self-defeating, I think.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have held these useless things. You say yes, no interest, isn't it just a burden. ”

After helping me put the engraving on the counter, Miss Bellio gave me a few words of careful and intimate advice, and naturally took my hand and shared the umbrella with me.

In this way, we first went to the flower pavilion not far from the [Winter Day] fountain, and the number of tourists on the road gradually decreased, probably because it was close to noon, and they were all enjoying the food and resting. Unfortunately, Miss Bellio was right, and we didn't find Sister Mlitti and Auntie. Well, I said to Miss Bellio with a smile.

"Then let's have fun. ”

"Well, but until then, let's eat first, you haven't eaten anything yet. ”

"Hmm. But didn't Miss Bellio have a snack? ”

"Dim sum can't be eaten as a meal! Besides, delicious meals and delicate snacks are packed in different stomachs! Isn't that common sense?"

Miss Billio is such an interesting person, I couldn't help but smile, and took her soft and warm hand and walked with her towards the restaurant.