"No one knows how beautiful things she once saw, how happy she used to be, and followed her grandmother to the happiness of the New Year." The choked voice reads intermittently the ending of the little match girl in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale.

Late at night, the students in the library left one after another, the first snow of the year fell outside the window, and the students who walked outside the door cheered and frolicked, and the snow seemed to be moved by people's welcome, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

The bustle is isolated from the fairy tale world of the girl, and in front of her is a snow-covered street, and the warm halo of light spills out from the windows of the houses on both sides of the street, softly wrapping the pedestrians on the road, and she walks blindly forward, her feet as unreal as stepping on cotton.

Walking to a bright restaurant, through the window, you can see the people inside toasting and celebrating, listening to the songs and laughter, the girl suddenly realized that the warmth and liveliness of this road turned out to be because of Christmas. Suddenly there was a slight sobbing sound in her ears, and the girl was startled, who was sad alone in this joyous festival? Looking at the source of the sound, there was a small lump in the corner under the window, only the long golden hair could barely see that it was a little girl, the little girl stretched out her dirty hand and struck a match, the dancing flame lit up the little girl's eyes, the girl's eyes widened but she couldn't see the girl's face clearly, only a pair of big eyes, full of happiness. The matches burned out rapidly, and the flames struggled to extinguish. At the same time, the vitality in the little girl's eyes was extinguished.

The young {one + {read} novel ybdu girl finally remembered that the little girl who followed her grandmother to heaven in her happy fantasy was the one in front of her. She staggered forward to pick up the poor little girl, but when she was about to stretch out her hand, she felt dizzy in front of her.

At the same time, the eldest lady of the Lucas family, Charlotte, was slowly opening her eyes, Miss Charlotte looked at her room in shock, the European-style gorgeous bed, the diamond-inlaid chandelier, the matcha-colored wallpaper faintly with intricate patterns, the elegant style of oil paintings hanging on the wall, the pure white dustless carpet, the breeze blowing in through the half-open window lifted the light lace-edged curtains, luxurious and exquisite, showing that the person who decorated the room was very careful. No one has changed Miss Charlotte's room, except that Miss Charlotte has the soul of a modern girl living in her body in the fairy tale world.

Charlotte, who was a little calmer, got up from the sofa in front of the bookshelf, came to the dresser that was worth a lot of money at a glance, looked at the girl in the mirror, Charlotte's heart lake that had just calmed down set off a huge wave again, it was difficult to describe the beauty of one of them in a thousand words, the thick blonde hair was only casually tied to the back of the head with a headband wearing pearls, and it did not look sloppy because of randomness, but there was a charming laziness, the white porcelain skin shone with dazzling brilliance against the bright light, and when she woke up from a nap, her deep big eyes were sparkling, The pink cheeks add a touch of femininity to the delicate and beautiful face. The bright red dress outlines the girl's full chest and slender waist, the fiery red and the girl's bewitching figure, beautiful face, and mysterious temperament magically merge into the most beautiful Miss Charlotte in Annecy Town.

"Charlotte, knock, Charlotte, open the door, knock knock."

A knock on the door interrupted Charlotte's fugue, and she frowned, a little dissatisfied with the rudeness of the visitor, but the name Charlotte is so familiar, I shouldn't be dressed as Cinderella's sister, right? Shaking her head and shaking off these funny thoughts, Charlotte turned around and slowly opened the door, only to see the empty staircase outside the door, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes and regained her calm.

"Ah!!!!!!h

A grimace suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and seeing that Charlotte was not frightened, but just raised her eyebrows disappreciatively, the girl took off her mask and threw it on the ground with some discouragement. Pouted, muttering and complaining.

"Sister, you are so boring, Cinderella was scared to cry when she saw me."

Cinderella? Charlotte obviously grasped the point of her sister's words, did she really travel into Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale world?

"Katie, you're bullying her again." suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and said a word without saltiness, intending to test it.

"Hahahaha, she was trembling, and the ash on her body shook off a layer, she really didn't look like a young lady from the Lucas family."

Katie said, with a look of disdain, as if she wasn't talking about her sister.

"Sister, aren't you really going to decorate the Christmas tree with us? Mommy is looking forward to it, you go, I want Natalie to give her sapphires."

Cinderella, Christmas. A bold idea flashed through Charlotte's mind, since it was a Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale, the little match girl might also be here.

Before she had time to hear what Katie had to say, Charlotte hurriedly interrupted,

"You tell Mom, I'll go out and I'll be back soon."

After saying that, she hurried downstairs, and Katie was stunned by her sister's unusual behavior.

The hall on the first floor is different from the dreamy rooms of the upper floors, with a spiral staircase under a huge dome, carved vintage handrails, and a light brown carpet on the floor for a hundred people. The long wooden table is low-key and atmospheric. The fire was blazing in the fireplace two tall, and the sound of burning wood was whispering among the servants.

The sound of the footsteps upstairs startled the crowd to look up, and the servants saw that it was Miss Charlotte, and went back to work. Only Lydia looked at Charlotte who was running over distressed, and stretched out her hand to hold her,

"Good girl, slow down, Natalie, bring Miss's new clothes."

"Mom, I'll go out for a while and I'll be back soon."

Charlotte didn't have time to marvel at Lydia's beauty as her daughter, so she just said a perfunctory sentence and ran out of the way around Lydia and the maids.

By the time Katie came to her senses, Charlotte had already stepped out of the room. Katie walked through Charlotte's room in three or two steps, half of her body lying out of the window, shouting to Charlotte who was in a hurry with her back

"Where are you going?"

Charlotte's feet did not stop, but her voice was steady,

"The brightest restaurant in town"

Not to mention how the family is, Charlotte has only seen the street where the little girl is located in her dreams, and only looking for it in a small town with hundreds of streets based on vague impressions is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Looking at the dark sky, Charlotte had lost count of how many streets she had walked, and she didn't bother to wipe the sweat from her forehead, she looked intently at the houses on the side of the road, and ran faster and faster. The bright moon rose, the faint light gradually brightened, and the joy along the way sounded like a talisman in Charlotte's ears, and the little girl could die at any time!

It's still a strange street, Charlotte stopped suddenly, the dim street with no end in sight was like a man-eating beast, devouring her hope in one bite, her knees were soft, Charlotte didn't fall, and the little girl's eyes full of happiness until death lingered in her mind.

The next one, the next one might be.

Charlotte, who had regained some strength, ran again, slowly but firmly. Walking through the dimly lit side street, it was just a turn to the left, and without warning, surprise pounced on Charlotte, almost making her unsteady on her feet. In front of her was the street in her dream, and the uncertainty of her previous reality confirmed its real existence in the moment she saw it with her own eyes. Eagerly, Charlotte walked towards the "brightest restaurant".

Mary struck a second match, and in the faint light of the fire, a roast duck with a fork staggered over, Mary swallowed, imagining the deliciousness of the roast duck, and the fire was extinguished with a shake. Mary struck a third match, and this time she saw the beautiful maiden, who looked at her tenderly, her eyes full of pity. The little girl's eyes became misty and she muttered "sister".

Charlotte was so cute by the little girl's sudden call that her sister was cute, and she reached out to hug her and comforted her softly. Mary hadn't been treated so gently for a long time, in Charlotte's arms, the little girl's accumulated grievances were released like a volcanic eruption, looking at the small group of crying in her arms, Charlotte was distressed and helpless, so she could only keep comforting, and gently gave the little girl a gentle breath with one hand.

In a quiet place in the dining room, which was separated from each other, Rochester withdrew his eyes from the window, stared at the food on the plate, and ate it with graceful movements, as if he were not the one who had just looked out the window and was distracted.

The servants of His Royal Highness the Prince obviously do not have the good cultivation of their masters, and they are talkative,

"She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and the princess of Visa City is like a coarse countrywoman in her aura. If you can ask her to do a dance......"

Receiving a cold glance from his master, the servant immediately stopped his unrealistic fantasies. It's a pity that the servant couldn't be honest for long, because when he saw the beauty walk into the dining room, he immediately reminded the master excitedly,

"Your Royal Highness, she, she's here!"

Rochester followed the direction pointed by the servant, and sure enough, he saw a pleasing beauty, her slightly messy blonde hair could not hide her natural beauty, she only stood there, her beautiful posture was fascinating, not to mention that her already beautiful face was full of tenderness, and her cherry red lips opened and closed and she didn't know what she was saying. Rochester suddenly felt a heat in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his eyes, drinking water to hide the unusualness just now.

Seeing the little girl gobbling up, Charlotte was very sad. When Charlotte was a modern girl, she was very emotional about the little girl who sold matches, and after experiencing such a dream, she saved the little girl with her own hands, maybe the little girl and her fate were fate. Thinking so, Charlotte's eyes softened when she looked at the little girl.

Unbeknownst to Charlotte, to Rochester, her eyes were like seductive and sinful honey, sweet and deadly.

"Dear Miss, 6 pence in total, thank you."

Charlotte rummaged through her pockets, and was a little embarrassed to find that she didn't bring any money, so she asked the waiter without confidence,

"Can I use my pearl headband for meals?"

"I'm so sorry."

The waiter also looked at Charlotte with some embarrassment.

Whispers began to be whispered around her, Charlotte had never been so embarrassed as she was today, her face flushed, and she didn't know what to do.

"A gentleman should solve any problem for a beautiful young lady."

When Charlotte was embarrassed, a guest took the initiative to help her solve the problem of meal expenses. Charlotte smiled gratefully at the guest, and was surprised to see the lust in the eyes of the "benefactor", but in a blink of an eye it was the image of a personable gentleman. Almost to the point where Charlotte thought she was wrong,

"Charlotte Lucas, my father will thank you for your generosity in my place. Well, goodbye. ”

"Miss Charlotte, I think your father must not be worried that you will come home alone, so you might as well take my carriage."

"Thank you for your kindness, I don't think my home is too far."

Charlotte felt that this "benefactor" was a little strange and didn't want to entangle with him too much, Charlotte finished speaking, picked up the little girl and walked outside.