The old streets playing the blues, the youth intertwined with joy and sorrow, the beauty of old age, the mutual frolic of childhood playmates, and the small shops that carry life, are still the wandering time when we are slowly aging.

The streets after dusk are aging day by day, and the sky is floating with the symbols of the old days, showing the howls of the crushed years, surrounded by low houses, and the hustle and bustle of traffic, standing quietly in the corners of the years.

The church bell was still swinging, the hustle and bustle of the streets did not stop for a moment, the sound of the rain hitting the ground abruptly stopped, and everywhere there was a freshness after the rain.

Young Caroline gently pushed open the window and stretched out her hand to feel the raindrops falling from the eaves: "It was just the sun raining, I thought it would rain for a while." ”

Sighing, she turned around and closed the window gently, she had a lot of work to do, but she didn't have time to enjoy the view.

Although there are some regrets, for the sake of the gold coins, she can only say goodbye to the beautiful scenery.

Well, let me think about what I have to do today.

Mopping the floor, oh, spotless, but I should really complain to Miss Niel, I'm looking for a few maids, such a big house, just wiping the floor can exhaust me half to death.

Well, after that, prepare Mr. Jarves' favorite medium-rare steak, oh, if it were taken out later, it would be in the most perfect condition, keep up the good work.

Next, next, take care of Master Don Quixote, oh, that's a troublesome job, I really feel sorry for Delia, and I have to face a troublesome guy who can't afford to be in a coma every day.

Wait, is it my turn to take care of him today? Oh, yes, yes, Delia is on vacation today.

Thinking of this, she suddenly took a breath: "Damn, I forgot, I hope it's too late." ”

Silently praying, Caroline hurried to the room on the second floor, forgetting to put back the half-wiped plate in her hand.

Finally reaching the second floor, she hurriedly opened the door to her room, only to find Don Quixote sitting on the bed.

This made her gasp again, and the plate in her hand fell directly to the ground and shattered.

Caroline froze in place, looking directly at Don Quixote on the bed.

"What's wrong?" asked Don Quixote, puzzled, feeling weak now, his head unusually confused, and a little swollen.

"No, it's okay, good morning, no, good evening, Master Don Quixote. With that, Caroline turned and ran away.

After a while, Don Quixote saw her with her tools, crouched down and began to clean the plate fragments from the ground.

"How long did I sleep. Don Quixote shook his swollen brain, propped himself on the bed and tried to stand up, but found that he could not lift up half of his strength, and before he could stand up, he fell back on the bed.

This made Caroline, who was squatting at the door, quickly put down the work in her hand and ran towards Don Quixote.

She carefully helped Don Quixote back to lie down on the bed, and after covering him with the quilt, she said: "You have been sleeping for a year, Mr. Don Quixote, so your muscles have atrophied a little, if you want to stand up, you will have to exercise for a while, oh yes, this is what the palace doctor said when he came a few days ago, don't worry, Miss Niel and Mr. Yalvis will be back in a moment." ”

"Has it been so long?" Don Quixote muttered silently as he looked at the familiar ceiling, then turned to Caroline and asked, "What about Kesha?" ”

But for some reason, the moment she heard Don Quixote's question, Caroline's body trembled slightly, and then slowly walked to the door and continued to clean up the plates on the ground: "I, I don't know, well, I'm just a maid, maybe you can wait for Miss Nill to come back and ask her." ”

"Oh, too. Don Quixote didn't have any doubts, his mind was now in a mess, and it was difficult to even think, where would he care about anything else.

"Well, Master Don Quixote, you rest for a while, and I'll go and prepare food for you, I think you must be hungry. With that, Caroline ran back downstairs.

This made Don Quixote more or less helpless, and he was really a maid in a hurry.

However, although his legs could not lift any strength, fortunately his arms could still move freely, otherwise Don Quixote would really go crazy.

After a moment of silence, Don Quixote found this extremely boring, and silently complained, and began to look around, trying to distract himself.

Seriously, he's dying of boredom right now.

Suddenly, the flower pot on the window caught Don Quixote's attention, and in order to see clearly, he had to sit up again, and then slowly walked towards the window by holding on to the wall, but the distance of a few meters was extremely difficult for him now.

Fortunately, with great effort, he finally came to the finish line slowly.

Surprisingly, Don Quixote did not guess wrong, the flower pot was brought to the florist by Keisha.

She said it was the seed of the Ice Cream Flower, but it had been a year and nothing had changed.

Probably, that sloppy guy forgot to bury the seeds in it, hmph, she does this kind of thing a lot.

Don Quixote, who was giggling by the window, suddenly heard a chaotic sound of footsteps, and seemed to be in some urgency, and was about to guess, but the next moment, Annebel kicked open the door and pounced on Don Quixote.

A big hug made Don Quixote a little breathless: "Oh, my Don Quixote, do you know, I'm worried about you to death, how can you do such a dangerous thing." ”

"Alright, Mother, am I all right?" said Don Quixote, who couldn't help but get down, and then gently stroked Annebel's back.

"Welcome back, Don Quixote. Jarvis, who was late, couldn't hide the smile on his face at all, but the tears in the corners of his eyes revealed the reason why he was late.

"By the way, by the way, you must be hungry, Don Quixote, I'll go and make you something to eat. With that, Annebel turned to leave.

"Well, Mother, there's a maid ready to go. With that, Don Quixodra stopped Annebel, who wanted to leave: "By the way, how is Keisha?" ”

However, Anne Bell was stunned as much as Caroline, but as a politician, Anne Bell quickly reacted, she glanced at Jarvis standing in the doorway, and then asked, "What? Do you want to eat strawberry pie?" Don Quixote. ”

"What strawberry pie? I'm asking you how Keisha is, mother?" Don Quixote glanced at Annebel in confusion, how could he be misheard so close.

"Oh, Keisha, look at my ears, she, like you, is unconscious, I hope she wakes up soon, all right, I have to go cook." With that, Annebel took Jarvis and ran downstairs.

Don Quixote fell silent with the ring shining in the setting sun on his own finger

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