Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 591: The Azalea and the Boy on the Mountain (4)

——She is still as unique as ever, and I meet her again.

——My communication with her did not end on that day.

—I don’t know what I am talking about in the eyes of Romanov.

—Friends? I don't think so. We only meet and talk because of work. Otherwise, we wouldn't be in the same space at all.

Almost a year later, before the alpine rhododendrons bloomed, I met her again.

It was a period of time when there were almost no customers.

Is it because we talked about the past? It feels like she and I are no longer strangers.

I scared away the other bosses who wanted to come over to solicit customers, and then found her.

"Ms. Romanoff, are you here to soak in the hot springs?"

"..."

There was an aura around her that felt like she was suspended by a taut silk thread.

Compared to last time, she gradually revealed more different feelings.

But time passed and she didn't answer me.

"Are you in trouble? How is that classmate?"

"……I have no idea."

She sat in her old seat in silence, looking out the window.

This was the first time she focused her gaze on the scenery outside the window, but both her lifeless eyes and the gloomy atmosphere around her made it clear that she was not really looking at the scenery.

"It is...what is it?"

"..."

We communicated less than last time.

This is a journey that has left me speechless.

……

After that I asked around from people nearby.

The classmate she took care of.

As expected, as if I had always lived here, no one was able to find out more about the situation.

What are these things?

People like me start to make a big deal out of things as soon as there is the slightest connection.

Romanoff has only had contact with me twice, and I don't know if she has solved her problem by now.

But, a few months later.

She was still wearing her heavy boots when we met again.

……

"That doll is very cute. It suits you very well."

"I received it from someone else, and I... thought it was cute, too."

"I knew that you were being pursued passionately by that classmate, right?"

"It's not like that. This is a gift he gave me earlier as a souvenir."

She changed more and faster than I thought. She truly and truly blossomed into her own color.

If it was the first time they met, she probably wouldn't say these.

"Hey, that was before our first meeting. I don't quite understand that classmate. Maybe he will pursue you passionately soon."

“I have.”

"what?"

"Yes. He expressed his feelings on the other side of this sea a year ago, not long before he came here."

She didn't know when she had gone through so many things.

How to describe her expression now?
Although it seems that there is no change, it is like a bird soaring into the sky. It may be strange to say this.

But that's how she made me feel.

In a flash, she was no longer the confused girl.

"I was frightened by his actions at first, and ran away... The last time I was here, I left him behind."

“…What an exaggerated statement.”

"Well...but when I went back forty days later, he didn't blame me and accepted my apology."

"Ms. Romanov is actually very willful."

Good news comes one after another, and it is really amazing that the tangled things have been resolved to this extent.

The eyes of people who pursue their dreams are different from those of ordinary people.

The only place where you can observe Romanov is with your eyes.

She...but her deep blue eyes, no matter what the season, when you look closely, are always as calm as the sea water in deep winter.

I don't know when,
Where,
Melting quietly.

In the past, it was as if he was looking up from the bottom of the deep sea, with such... such dead eyes.

It should be here, but it seems not to be here.

She was clearly looking at me, but it was as if she was reflected in the blue of Bena's mirror.

She is always like this, always looking carefree.

"Come to think of it, you mentioned someone last time, an adult who is very important to you. Now the conflict has been resolved." The secret began to emerge.

"not at all……"

"But you must have a solution, you look very hopeful."

"Yes, I think so too. I feel I am ready for this."

"Is that so... Miss Romanov has an idea. Have you figured out how to do it?"

The first time, she had mentioned that the person who was very important to her just needed to remain that way.

"No. Should I say it's a one-sided betrayal? I don't think this is what he wanted, but..."

At this moment, I suddenly noticed what the doll she was holding represented.

"I think maybe this is the best way."

That doll was not made by the person she was talking about.

From another person.

“Is that so…”

I agreed relaxedly, and suddenly, I seemed to understand what the doll represented.

If there's anything that makes me burn so hard.

"It's the opposite of me, Ms. Romanoff. I'm the one who stays where I am."

——If there is anything that makes me burn, it is this hotel that my parents left for me.

"Does it have any special meaning?"

——This hotel brings me my only happiness.

"Well, how should I put it? When I was eight years old, my parents went to the big city to buy things as usual... I thought they would come back as usual..."

——The only few memories left with my parents.

"..."

What I have cannot be held in the palm of my hand, but in the land under my feet.

"According to the people who were there that day, they were fine in the morning. But by noon, they were gone."

I don't understand why I am telling these stories.

"But maybe they are tired of living here, so they moved to other places..."

Romanov didn't frown, and still showed no expression.

"..."

Just listen quietly.

"I also heard that someone heard the mermaid's song on the sea that day... They may be in trouble now and are trying to find a way to come back. I also hope they can come back, so I have to stay here..."

I understand that too.

What I said was strange. It was contradictory. And I understood it.

People will call me a coward who makes excuses. There is nothing I can do about it.

"Mr. Beiyangtai, is it okay if you don't go looking for them?"

This question touched my heart a little. Yes, just a little.

"…If we leave here, what if…"

I understand how cowardly this statement is.

But Miss Romanoff didn't say there was anything wrong with that.

"If father and mother come back, it will be troublesome..."

I didn't dare look her in the eye.

Romanov just said a few words.

"I understand," she said.

Apart from her appearance, Romanov looked to me like a broken doll, but she kept moving stubbornly and over and over again. This was my first impression of her.

Isn’t that too much?

But when I first met Romanov, she was just that kind of girl.

So honestly, I was surprised.

She doesn't seem like such a considerate person.

Yes.

Nothing like it.

Maybe it's because our first meeting was so bad.

If I had first met Miss Romanov at this moment, I would have thought she was a considerate lady from the royal family. Whether in appearance or temperament, she was such a unique girl.

But in my opinion, it is not like that.

In my opinion, in my opinion...she is just a girl about my age who was left in this world and felt lost.

A girl who has no one to rely on and can only do something to pursue a sense of security.

I am similar to her.

That day.

that moment.

(End of this chapter)