Elune stood behind the curtain wearing a beautiful silverwing mask. Moonlight poured down from the windowsill on one side, shrouding Elune. Elune was dressed in a white linen robe, and occasionally a lone man or woman hurried by. Elune could only stand behind the curtain by the windowsill and wait for Jill. Elune looked out the window around her, which was already a little deserted, and thought of something like a dream that was out of reach. "Stars, moonlight, flowers in the dark". Elune remembers a writer describing the thoughts of youth. The time spent waiting for Jill passed minute by minute, and it seemed like a long time had passed.

The cold moon looked coldly at Elune, who was as beautiful as it was.

Elune remembered that many years ago, she had followed the adults of her family to see the streets of Suno, which were definitely different from the quiet and comfortable surroundings of home. The rows of neighborhoods, the tall trees of the trees, the bustling markets of all kinds of hawkers, and in the southern part of the city, there is a Salander colony, where the aroma wafting from the mutton steamed bun shop amazes Elune; and the Salanders in their own costumes who fed pancakes back and forth; The melodious humming of the Salanders made Elune feel that all this was the place where the princes of the East lived in fairy tales.

Elune's penchant for cherries made her make a fuss before she went home, making people go around most of Suno's city to buy her a bowl full of cherries.

Once, the servant of Elune's family came back with some regret and said to Elune, "Miss, it's unfortunate that the person who bought cherries today said that the last handful of cherries was bought", and Elune grinned and was about to cry. At this time, she saw a little boy next to her squatting and chatting with a smiling old man, she saw the little boy holding a bowl of cherries, Elune pointed to the little boy and said to his servant, "Why does he have it?" ”

This middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, and Elune lost his temper: "You go, let him give me half a bowl!" There you go! ”

In desperation, the middle-aged man walked over and followed the old man to discuss whether he could buy half a bowl, and the old butler stroked his beard happily, "It's his own business, Jill, now there is a little sister who wants to eat your cherries, and you decide whether to share it or not", the old butler said to the boy named Jill.

Jill looked up at a little girl in the distance, "Okay, give half of it to my sister", and then he held the small bowl in both hands and carefully poured out half of it in the middle-aged man's bowl.

The middle-aged man patted him on the head, and like the old man, the middle-aged man was full of admiration for the child.

At that time, Elune watched from afar as the red cherry fell into her small bowl, and she felt a sense of happiness. The face of the little boy with a serene expression reflected in the warm sunlight, as peaceful as Elune's dream of a green summer.

"Uncle, what's that boy's name?" Elune tasted the strange boy's gift and asked her servant.

The servant ran Elune's pretty hair behind her ear, "Jill." Miss. His name is Jill. ”

Elune hadn't seen the boy again for years. Until one day, the steward brought back a beautiful gold-plated toy, which looked like a small animal out of a fairyland, and Elune couldn't put it down. The servant, who had been promoted to stewardship, told Elune that the gold-plated toy was made by the little boy who had given her half a bowl of cherries.

Elune's mouth turned into an O-shape in surprise, she always remembered the shy little boy, but didn't think she would ever come into contact with him again.

"How's that boy?"

"Very unpretentious, miss. He gave you this little toy, just as he gave you half a bowl of cherries, which is a nice lad", and the steward was surprised to find that from this day on, the innocent Elune's eyes began to have melancholy, and the eyes that shimmered like sapphires became more and more calm, as deep as the sea in autumn.

Elune's father's career reached its peak over the years, with three standing caravans, more than a dozen shops in Suno, and Parabun, as well as a cheap purchase of a failing car dealership. When Howl's caravan was all gone, Hal proudly said to Elune, "Son, when they return, we will be one of the richest people in Suno", and for this, he gave Elune and his mother thousands of dinars, and if Hal knew that the doom would befall him in a few months, he would not have spent so much money. Hal has always calculated that the payment of one dinar must be returned by two dinars, and this calculation makes Hal exhausted. So when he gave money as a gift to his wife and daughter without expecting anything in return, Hal felt a deep sense of poise, which made him feel comfortable.

With the help of the steward, Elune replaced the entire set of furniture with products from the Valley of the White Dove, and as Elune caressed the polished and extremely smooth furniture, it was as if she had seen the same little boy from many years ago.

One day, the steward looked at the preoccupied young lady and couldn't help but say, "Miss, that young man is still making gold-plated toys, do you want to buy some more?" ”

Elune took the toy, which had fallen off a little skin, and fell into deep thought.

The next day, the steward was called into the lady's boudoir, and the steward saw a picture of a fairy tale with a beautiful castle, bright flags, a small stone bridge, a beautiful princess, a brave soldier, and everything that existed in the dreams of a childhood child, which was a red and glamorous dream that had begun with half a bowl of cherries many years ago.

The steward smiled slightly, and took half a box of dinars to the Valley of the White Dove.

In the valley, the young man looked at such a big order and whistled: "Who is so lucky?" ”

The steward pursed his lips slyly: "Sir, if you can, my young lady wants you to send it over in person." ”

When the appointed day came, Elune began to be nervous early in the morning, observing the courtyard from various windows, analyzing where she could look at the courtyard without being noticed by the people inside. The steward looked at the girl with a smile and said with a smile, "Relax, miss." If you don't like it, I'll take him away, okay. ”

Elune was a little scared, afraid that her childhood dream would be ruined.

Eventually, the door rang, and Elune's nervousness was at its peak. When the wooden door opened, a polite young man in a ceremonial dress walked in, the person was vaguely the same as he was back then, still so decent, still so gentle and elegant. Elune hid behind the window and listened to every word he said, watching his every movement, catching his every smile.

It was him, the boy who shared half a bowl of cherries with her and helped him make toys.

The steward inquired about the boy as agreed with the young lady, and the boy said, "I am the nephew of the lord on the other side of the mountain. ”

When the conversation was about to end, the steward looked up at the second floor, "The window is not closed", according to the code that had been told to the young lady in advance, which means that "Jill has passed the interview".

The steward patted Jill: "It's good to be young." And then he left.

At this time, Elune, whose heart was pounding, threw down the handkerchief, looked at the man who looked up in the sun, and said, "Sir, don't you think it's polite to help me pick up the handkerchief?" ”

Elune had spent a long time in her thoughts, the moon looked at her coldly, Elune was a little depressed, if Jill remembered the stiff butterfly in pain, Elune remembered the poet's whisper at this time: "Star." Moonlight. Flowers in the dark. ”

It's been one night. Jill didn't even come.

By the time Hal arrived, my father and Ukhru had blurred their outlines, indistinguishable from you and me. Two young cockfighting cocks had a fight, and now they were tired and tired. When Hal asked who had picked it up first, there were two sonorous "He! "Him!"

Young men fight, like young women's jealousy, never have to hope to find the source.

At Hal's suggestion, the tax officer coldly shook hands with the head of the Kuji mission to make peace. This was a fatal blow to Hal. Hal now hates this little Rhodoko bastard, if it weren't for him, he could have earned at least 50,000 dinars from the Kujit business, and if he could become a long-term partner of the Kujits in the future, then Howl's financial crisis would not exist. But now, all is hopeless.

Ukhru's eyes were swollen, and the regimental commander turned aside and asked Ukhru why he was fighting.

"Daddy, for that woman." Ukhru said honestly.

The head of the regiment asked, "But you only met her today."

"What does it matter! I'm going to love her for the rest of my life. ”

The head of the regiment looked at his son, and suddenly saw himself twenty years ago, and the head of the regiment laughed, "It's really my own son!" Ha ha! ”

Wright sat in the car, complaining a little about my father's fight that prevented him from having a proper conversation with Hal. But after all, my father was injured and his face was bloodied. Wright was embarrassed to say it. The tax officer thought badly, and according to his brother-in-law's temper, he estimated that his "Tax White Paper" would have to change a few more covers.

Jill remained silent, until at last, he whispered to my father, "Thank you, young master."