She Is Not a Witch

　　 The sunset on the edge of the sky is purple and red. The sunset reflects the clouds in the sky from below, which looks very beautiful. Under the clear sky, seagulls hover in the harbor, and the tide on the beach is dyed golden by the setting sun.

A team of armed men in various costumes stood in front of a sea cliff. Both sides stood while facing each other. After a long time, several carriages separated the crowd and slowly drove into the mansion on the sea cliff hill. At this time, the mansion was inside. The candlelight is already bright.

　　 After the two parties of the five major chambers of commerce have checked together, they slowly withdrew and let the maids and attendants go in to prepare for the dinner.

　　 The sky gradually dimmed, and the wind was moist and slightly cool from the sea, but it was still very comfortable.

　　 Lorrain Hill stood by the window, letting the breeze roll up his cuffs, passed between his fingers, brushed his wrists, and then entered the lively hall.

Tonight, in this mansion, not only the top five chambers of commerce, but also other celebrities and neutral organizations from Hopeland were invited over, such as the former lady of the blue singer Ji Felia, and the leader of the Bailan Cross Sword Master Helang , Zhu Ya, the bishop of the Pure White Church, and so on, are naturally indispensable for the alchemist Zenep.

The lights in the hall were brilliant, and the celebrities who had experienced the fierce conflict a few days ago gradually relaxed at this moment. In their opinion, the chamber of commerce is still making money. What can’t be discussed, as long as the two sides stop civil war, and Can return to the prosperous and comfortable life as before.

In the gradually lively hall, some violinists began to play. They were sitting on the corridor of the ring hall on the second floor. The sound of pianos also began to sound. From time to time, there was the sound of wine glasses colliding in the venue. Among the crowd.

　　 "You are still here, Miss Lacey."

Mei Lu was still wearing a light green dress and walked slowly. There was a man beside her, it was Gerd who was wearing a black dress to protect her side. Seeing Mei Lu talking with Lacey, she did not continue walking. Near, then stay aside.

　　 "Aren't you lonely here alone?"

　　 Mei Lu asked, and then stood with Lorrain Hill and looked at the seaside scenery outside the window.

　　 "It's not lonely. Actually, I like to be alone. It feels comfortable."

"This way, I can't do it. I really like the feeling of being with family, relatives and friends. Even if I don't say anything, but watching them talk and laugh, I will feel a faint sense of happiness." Mei Lu's eyes Full of nostalgia.

"Really, I don't experience this kind of emotion, because I am the only child in the family. My father is away all year round and my mother is the only company. But my mother can't understand my feelings. I often want to escape her love for me." Lorraine Hill recalled his past.

　　 "Why escape? Isn't love very good?"

　　 "Because this love contains too much expectation and too heavy, I cannot be the perfect child in their eyes."

　　 "I can't do as hard as my mother expected, so hard, so diligent."

　　 "I'm relatively timid, I want to be lazy, I want to give up, but in the eyes of the elders, this is shameful and a shame."

　　 "How can I give up at will, do you know how much I paid for you?"

　　 "I can't refute such a great love. I can only live my life in discomfort and low self-esteem." Lorrain Hill lifted up her hair tossed by the wind.

　　 "I can't tell, Lacie, do you feel inferior too?"

　　 "Yes, I have almost never been praised by my mother. She always perceives my weaknesses keenly and then exposes them."

　　 "Mei Lu, did you know that. All children depend on their parents. If the parents never approve of him, it would be a terrible thing."

　　 Mei Lu seemed to understand a little bit, but continued to ask curiously.

　　 "But you are very confident now, as if there is a light shining on your body."

　　 "Chuck, no, it's not so powerful, right?" Lorrain Hill covered his mouth and smiled.

"It does." Mei Lu looked at Lorraine Hill in front of the window, her clear eyes reflected the candlelight in the hall, exuding a natural and peaceful atmosphere, which was a kind of calm pride and confidence. It's so shining, people can't help but get stuck in it.

　　 What made her break through the cocoon and become a butterfly?

　　 The banquet in the hall gradually reached a climax. Some people began to spin and dance in the ball. The fluffy skirts slowly floated up with the rotation, like blossoming lotus flowers of various colors.

Many fiddlers on the second floor of the 　　 hall also played cheerful music, and the joyful notes danced with the people in the hall along with the beat.

　　 Tissifone’s Edley and Wick sat at a small table set aside, with candlesticks and wine glasses on the table.

　　 "Why, don't you go dancing with your fiancee?"

　　Wick looked at Kunano, who was surrounded by a group of close friends, and said to Aidley.

　　 "Now I am afraid I will lose face and make fun of it." Edley drank the crimson wine and smiled.

　　 "Her personality is very easy to understand, and there will be time to coax her afterwards."

　　 "You are still so good at playing with girls' minds."

　　 "Where is Miss Lacey? Are you not infatuated now?" Wick continued.

　　 "Well, she."

　　 Edley picked up the wine glass and looked at Lorraine Hill in the distance~www.wuxiaspot.com~, letting his figure see through the wine-red transparent liquor, shaking slightly in the field of vision.

　　 "It's still so dazzling." He sighed, then continued.

　　 "As long as she is honest, she can still survive."

　　 "But if she was so obedient, she wouldn't be so attracted to you." Wick added.

"Yup."

　　 "This reminds me of a sentence from the East, it is so appropriate."

　　 "What?" Wick asked curiously.

"Bowl."

　　 "That night, after I showed my kindness, she drank that glass of wine, her cheeks were reddish, her smile was like a flower, so touching."

　　 Aidley's tone was vague, as if he was reminiscing and regretting.

　　 "Will you be sincere too, Adley."

　　 "Really? If it is an extremely desired goal, it is indeed."

　　 "Will you feel soft, then?"

　　 "No, I can even kill her by myself."

"I can rest assured that."

　　Wick looked at his brother, his short black hair under a copper chandelier, casting a faint shadow on his eyes, and those pupils reflected the entire hall, as if thinking about something more distant.

Outside the brightly-lit hall, Hopelander has entered the night, the stars are shining, and the braziers are burning quietly on both sides of the avenue, reflecting the surrounding lights, and the sea cliffs under the mansion are hanging ropes. A black figure followed.

　　 Jelink, the owner of the Yagetillin family, is unwell. Tonight, his second son, Daniel, will preside over the banquet and subsequent negotiations.