I, remember.

What she looked like when she was there.

Sitting there, quietly, writing letters.

I, remember.

The man, and the smiling mother's appearance.

In such a scene, I think, I must be.

I won't forget it until I die.

Ann Lonia's mother was also a nostalgic person.

Beneath the naturally curly supple black hair is a freckled face, and the mother and daughter Ann, who have thin bodies, seem to have been carved out of a mold. Born in a wealthy family, he received everyone's beautiful education, even if he is married and old, he still looks like the eldest lady of a certain family. The giggles are matched with a soft smile, and whoever looks at it will feel innocent.

Looking back, Lonia always felt that if her mother had been to this day, she would still be a girl.

Although she can't do anything, she always has a strong curiosity, and whenever she shouts "I want to try this!" in high spirits, Lonia will be surprised to reply, "Oops, oops, here it is again".

From swimming to raising dogs, from embroidery to raising flowers. Because of learning this kind of skills, I have more and more girlish feelings, and I will inevitably choose emotions when I go to see a stage play.

She was especially fond of lace and ribbons, and wore dresses and dresses that were somewhat fairy-tale princesses. Because she likes parent-child clothes, she also asks her daughter Lonia to dress up like herself.

The years passed, and the mother was no longer young, but she still wore a ribbon dress. Lonia sometimes felt that this was not good, but she never spoke her inner thoughts.

Lonia loved her mother more than anyone else in the world, far more than she valued herself. Since she was a child, she has been convinced that only she can protect her mother, who is not strong.

She loved her mother so blindly.

When her beloved mother fell ill and had nothing to do with it, Lonia met the flower girl Iris Havinfa.

There are so many memorable memories with her mother, but whenever Lonia reminishes the past, she always thinks of the days when the girl with the scent of flowers came to visit.

"That guy" arrived on a sunny spring day.

The straight road is bathed in the warm and bright spring sunshine. The snow on the roadside has gradually melted, and the flowers are gently swaying with the gentle breeze.

Lonia saw "the guy" coming from the courtyard.

The mother inherited a quaint mansion from the family, perched on a hill.

The white exterior walls, the blue roof, and the beautiful picture surrounded by intelligible birch trees are like mythological illustrations.

The house is located away from the busy street, and there are no other homes in sight around. Therefore, when a customer visits, you can immediately notice it from the window.

"That's ...... What!"

Wearing a pale blue striped ribbon and a pleated dress, Lonia's appearance is simple but endearing. Her dark brown eyes widened at this point, as if they were about to pop out.

Turning her eyes off the "guy" who was bathing in the sun, Lonia ran home from the courtyard in her flowered leather boots. Passing through the spacious hallway and up the spiral staircase with family portraits on the wall, she slammed open the door to her room adorned with pink roses.

"Mom!"

Slightly getting up from the bed, the mother reproached her panting daughter.

"Didn't you say you had to knock on the door before you entered the house? And greetings. ”

Lonia, who was criticized, was aggrieved, but she still lifted her skirt and curtshit.

Although she looks like a little lady, in fact, at this time, Lonia is still just an oil drum, and she has only been in this world for seven years. Chubby hands and feet, round little face, looks delicate and cute.

"Mom, it's rude. ”

"It doesn't matter. So, what's wrong? Did you find a strange bug out there? Didn't you bring it to your mother? ”

"It's not a bug! There's a beautiful sister coming over! That, although my sister is beautiful, like a porcelain doll that my mother likes, but it doesn't look like a human—"

Lonia stammered, as if coughing continuously. When the mother heard this, she said softly:

"It's Miss Iris Havenfa, the flower seller. ”

"Mom!

"As the daughter of the Ann family, the language should be elegant and beautiful. Come on, say it again. ”

Lonia puffed out her cheeks in disgruntled displeasure and reluctantly changed her words.

"A beautiful sister came over. ”

"Ah, yes. ”

"Isn't there usually only cars on the road in front of our house? The people who got off there must have been guests of our house. ”

"Yes. ”

"Because there's nothing in the neighborhood all along, anyway, she's here for us!" added Lonia, "I don't think she's a good thing, though she's beautiful." ”

"Playing a detective today?"

Unlike Lonia, who spoke like a cannon, her mother spoke softly.

"It's not acting! Oh, the doors and windows are closed...... That older sister..... Don't be afraid, I'll protect my mother. ”

Looking at Lonia, who was waving her arms energetically, her mother couldn't help but smile bitterly. It must have been just a child's gibberish, but let's play with her—with that thought, she dragged her long, pale peach nightgown out of bed and walked to the window.

In the sunlight, it seems that I can see through the nightgown and see the weak body.

"Ah, isn't that Miss Alice Havinfa, the flower girl, so she arrives today!"

Looking at Lonia's puzzled expression, her mother said with a smile.

"I'll explain it later, oh Lonia, help me change my clothes!"

In the next few minutes, the mother gave up all the so-called elegance of the An family when educating her daughter, and dressed up. Although Lonia did not change her outfit, she wore a hairband of similar color to the dress. The mother wore an ivory gown with several layers of lace frills, a soft yellow-green shawl draped over her shoulders, and rose-shaped earrings. She sprays perfume made from thirty flowers into the air, then swirls in between, letting the scent wrap around her body.

"Mom, are you feeling alright?"

"I'm more energetic than when I met the prince of the tree!"

This is no joke.

It is true that the mother's choice is a garment that is only worn on very important occasions. Seeing such a mother, Lonia was also a little restless.

- It's a real annoyance, it would be nice if there were no guests.

Lonia was upset, not because of joy.

Usually when there is a visitor, children are nervous and expectant, but Lonia is different.

From the beginning of her ignorance, she hated those guests who came to ask her mother for money. My mother was a generous person, and she was always happy to have a visitor, and she was happy to say yes. Lonia loved her mother dearly, but was troubled by her poor financial skills and fragile sense of crisis.

The so-called flower girl must have also come to target the family's property!

What disgusted Lonia the most was that, even if she only glanced at it from afar, she was able to determine the type of woman her mother liked. Her mother's heart was taken away by someone other than herself, and that alone would make her unhappy.

"It seems like we will meet soon!" said the mother, but the guests outside the door could not hear her, so the mother and daughter went to meet them. Her mother was exhausted and panting just by walking down the stairs, and Lonia helped her out.

Through the gaps in the leaves, the sun spills down. Mother, who is usually only active in the house, her pale complexion is becoming more and more dazzling.

- Mom seems to be thinner than before.

Although she couldn't see her face in the sun, her face seemed to have more wrinkles.

Lonia felt a heartache.

No one can stop a terminal illness.

Although she is still a child, Lonia will one day be the sole heir to the Ann family, so she has already learned from the doctor that her mother has not been around for many days. At the same time, I was told to be mentally prepared for this. The gods showed no mercy to even seven-year-olds.

In this case, she hopes to have her mother to herself until the end.

Now that there is not much left, Lonia hopes that all this time will be left to herself.

The girl had such a wish, but a foreign object appeared in her world.

"Excuse me, ma'am, miss. ”

In the green avenue overflowing with sunlight, there are people who are more beautiful than the sun.

The moment she saw "that guy" up close, Lonia was even more convinced that she was as annoying as she expected.

- Ah, this is the guy who is going to snatch mom away from me.

Why do you think so?

"That guy" is just a flower girl, a beautiful flower girl, that's all.

Blonde hair as bright as if born in the moonlight, blue eyes glittering with jewels, and full lips smeared bright and rosy. Underneath the bright red boot was a snow-white bragi dress decorated with satin. Under the cocoa-brown long leather boots, the pace is heavy and dignified.

She put the light blue and white striped flower umbrella and bag in her hand on the ground, and took out a beautiful bouquet of flowers out of nowhere and gave it to the hostess as a greeting gift.

In front of the two of them, she saluted with a more graceful gesture than Lonia.

"First time we met, I was a flower girl, Iris Havinfa, and I was honored to serve you. ”

A crisp and melodious voice as beautiful as the posture sounded in my ears.

Shocked by the beauty of "that guy", Lonia was stunned for a moment before she looked back at her mother as if she had just woken up from a dream.

The mother's cheeks were crimson like a girl in love, and her pupils were full of moving light.

- Look, it's not a good thing.

Like a prophet, Lonia had the intuition that this beautiful visitor would snatch her mother away from her.

Iris is a well-known flower seller in Rootsville, who will give a beautiful bouquet of flowers wherever she goes and who she helps, on the condition that she will pay a minimum price floor. But the quality of the service is always the best, and she is omnipotent.

Lonia asks her mother why she came.

"I wanted to write a letter to someone, but it seemed too long, so I had to find someone to write it for me. ”

Mother replied. Indeed, lately the mother has had to rely on a maid for even bathing.

It's really too difficult to write for a long time.

"But why is she ......"

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's beautiful, but it's ......"

"She's the most helpful person in Rootsville, whether it's helping people make masks or cooking for others, Miss Iris is very good! I would be very happy to have such a beautiful person around, and I could be alone with her, and ask her to write and read to me...... I'm excited even if I'm not a man!"

A mother's personality is to have a respect for all things that are beautiful. Lonia has accepted the reason why Iris's choice.

"I can help with this kind of letter, and I'm beautiful!"

Hearing Lonia's words, the mother smiled in annoyance.

"Lonia can't understand too many difficult sentences right now, and ...... It's something that Lonia can't write about. ”

With that, Lonia somewhat understood who the other party was.

- I must have been planning to write a letter to my father.