Violet Eternal Garden Angel and Auto Memo Doll

Violet's heart suddenly became brighter, and after making a decision, everything seemed to become easier.

"I love Chief Etil, that's all."

"Find her, pursue her, become her, surpass her, and finally... protect her!"

"This is what I'm going to do next!"

As the door of the office was opened with a bang, Hawkins looked at Violet who was striding in. He didn't hold the letter in his hand for a moment, and scattered it all over the floor, very embarrassed.

"V... Violet..."

"you want....."

Violet walked quickly to Hawkins and said firmly.

"I want to work!"

"I want to finish all my idle work, please give me a ghostwriting commission!"

It stands to reason that after returning from a long journey, dolls usually rest for a few days, and Violet naturally has this right.Hawkins didn't intend to let Violet work continuously, which would make him seem too unkind as the president.What's more, it might affect Violet's energy and health.

"There is indeed a commission here... from the hometown of candy, Olivan den."

"However, you have to come back to pick it up in three days."

Hawkins put the envelope in the drawer and said to Violet.

"Even if we want to move forward, it will not be achieved overnight. This is a long and arduous process, so..."

"Let's rest for a few days, Violet, don't stretch your nerves so tightly."

"Go and see this town first, and feel the remaining temperature of Etil."

Life without experience actually has no content, just like a piece of blank paper waiting to be written on, and what is drawn on it depends on the meaning of the choice.

Seeing that she had no choice, Violet nodded and walked out of the house, but at this moment, Hawkins stopped her.

"Wait, Violet."

"Where's your typewriter?"

Facing Hawkins' question, Violet replied.

"I gave it to Chief Etil."

"I knew it......"

With a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, Hawkins took out two typewriters from the drawer, one was the latest model, brand new, with a smooth touch and beautiful decoration, and the other was an old typewriter without any Features, maybe its only feature is that it is very old.

"You can choose one of these two typewriters."

Hawkins looked at the old typewriter and said.

"This one was used by Etil."

Violet immediately picked up the old typewriter, gently stroked the keycap on it, and bowed deeply to Hawkins.

"The typewriter used by Chief Etil..."

"Thank you! President Hawkins!"

Looking at Violet, Hawkins said with a sigh.

"There are so many things to lose, whether it's you or me."

"Go, Violet."

The girl is holding the typewriter. She just wants to run to the room where Chief Adele once lived. There is still a hole in the door that was punched by her, and she simply blocked it with a few newspapers. Te pushed open the door, except for the memory left on the door, the room seemed so deserted, everything was as usual, but there was no trace of Aidier's existence, just like in this room, she Never been the same.

There is only a lonely bed board on the bed, all the bedding and pillows are gone, the cabinet is empty, and the railing on the window sill is also empty. It seems that there is only a hole in the door, which is the proof that she once existed.

"Sir Adele..."

Sitting on the bed, Violet thought of the past, where she hugged herself through the long, cold and dark night.Everything happened too fast, and the time left for her to grow up was too short, but if Chief Etil had never left, would she have the thoughts she has today.

"I can no longer be the child who will never grow up by her side..."

At this time, Hawkins finished his day's work and came to the kitchen leisurely. At this time, the kitchen had been cleaned up by Kilberut, and the vegetables and fruits gradually increased, but it was somewhat restored. Vibrant appearance.

"On the battlefield, we used to say, the war is over, I want to start a company, and you will work for me."

"I didn't expect it to come true in the end."

Gil Beirut just smiled, and the two raised their glasses and touched each other tacitly.

"We've all changed a lot..."

"Once upon a time, we were on the battlefield together, we almost died, and we never thought about going back alive."

"Unexpectedly, one day, I will be a postman."

"We all have sins in us."

Hawkins sipped lightly the orange-red liquid in the glass, and said with a sigh.

"I said, Keel, what do you think of Violet?"

"You told her, did you love her?"

Kil Beirut looked at his right arm, he knew it didn't belong to him, he knew...

"Violet, she has changed a lot."

"I'm very happy and relieved that she can finally make her own decisions."

"And compared to me, she now has someone who loves her more, and she is more willing to love. So I hope to bless her, that's all."

Kil Beirut raised his wine glass and drank the wine in the glass.

"When a person knows what she lives for, then she can endure any pain. Violet sticks to this sentence."

"This glass of wine celebrates her rebirth."

At this moment in that small room, Violet curled up on the hard bed, next to the typewriter.She lay there powerlessly, loneliness and loneliness swept over like a tide, reminding her all the time that she is alone now.

One person ghostwriting, one person facing life, one person walking the next road.

Tears were streaming down her face at some point, Violet wiped her tears, she couldn't vent her thoughts, she really wanted to cry out, but she couldn't do that, she had to learn to face the storm alone.

Whether it is hate, love, longing, or regret, thinking, feeling, observing, everything is actually comprehending.

Adele finally left her side, and now there is no direction for her to go. Violet knows that all she has to do is to write ghostwriting, ghostwriting, and become a good enough puppet to travel all over the world. For every inch of land, the more people know about her, the more likely they are to mention her to Adele, and the more places they go, the more likely they are to meet her.

Violet knew she had to.

Become an excellent puppet!

to the dark little

I used to think carefully about all the things I experienced in my life.

I don't know my origin, I don't know my past, I'm just a soldier, that's all.

My cognition is so poor, as far as I am concerned, it is enough to follow orders.But this simple cognition inexplicably gave me a sense of courage and pride, because I know so little, so what I believe in is absolute.I never thought that one day someone would tell me to live my life.

I don't know what I look like.

I thought that my life was defined by others, and I just had to obey orders...

But only you, let me choose my own life, let me live like myself.

"And I knocked over your candle celebrating my rebirth..."

Violet was sitting at the table, with only the faint flickering light of a candle for her company.The stars at night are twinkling as always, observing the joys and sorrows of all living beings in the sky.With the agile fingers and the clicking sound of the typewriter, Violet wrote the diary word by word, accompanied by the night, recalling the past...

The angel doll lay quietly on the side, with the same expression on its face. If it could talk, it must have some troubles... The almost broken gardenia that was caught by Violet before was caught by Violet. Lit sandwiched in the book, made a bookmark used in the diary.

"Mr. Etil...good night."

Talking to the angel doll, maybe this can bring her a little comfort...

Violet just lay in the room for two days. During this time, she has been in a state of worrying about gains and losses. The sublime and the depravity seem to be unimportant at this moment, and life and other things seem to be unimportant. important.

It’s so ironic, the Major I’ve been thinking about all the time...he’s back, he’s really back, but why, why is it not my own life that brings him back, but the loss of Chief Etil... ....

People will always find the happiness they take for granted after losing it, which is so precious. This is a common problem of people, because they have never imagined the loss, but when the cruel time gives them a heavy blow, Only then will they think of the happiness they once had, which is so precious.During the three-day vacation, Violet either stayed in her room, or went to the kitchen to search everywhere, hoping to find some things left by Adele.No one reminded her to eat anymore, and no one educated or nagged her. Everything was back to the way it was before, and the aftermath of the war followed, but Violet knew that she had to face the wind and rain alone.

Before going to the train station in Olivanden, Violet tried her best to stand up her chest. She is just a small and limited person, so just be yourself!

"This commissioning mission, the main commissioning objects are the families of some soldiers who have retired from the battlefield..."

"After they retired from the battlefield, they no longer have a sense of life. They live in the shadow of war..."

"Violet, you also came down from the battlefield, maybe you will resonate with me."

"Olivanden is the hometown of candy. When you get there, you may be able to relax."

As the train roared, Violet sat alone on the bed in the train. No one would know what the hand of fate would do in the future. I just hope that the next journey will be worth remembering.

"The dining car is coming, please lean in a little~!"

The conductor pushed the dining car and walked over slowly, asking passengers about their food needs. When she came to Violet, the conductor looked up and down, as if looking for something.

"This time...that...um...."

"Didn't the white guest come with you?"

I don't know Aidier's occupation, I don't know Aidier's name. In the conductor's impression, Aidier left only white, long white hair, white clothes, and white everywhere.

"I thought the dining car was going to be emptied again this time~"

Facing the conductor's smile, Violet turned her head mechanically, a little at a loss, and could only nod to the conductor.

"You must have your own opinion, Violet..."

She kept telling herself about this matter. Facing the dazzling array of food on the dining car, Violet chose a pork chop rice.She remembered that Etil once said that in wars, pork and rats are the most common, and the most meat supplements, one is used in normal times, and the other is used in desperate situations.So Etil likes to eat pork very much, and is willing to share pork with others, because eating this fatty food seems to be telling himself that he is glad that he is still alive.

The fried golden and crispy pork chops are covered with a layer of golden eggs, served with pickled onions and teriyaki sauce, and a large bowl is full, which is a symbol of satisfaction.

"I'm glad I'm still alive..."

"This is Chief Etil's understanding of pork chop rice."

Swallowing the food into her mouth, Violet seemed to understand why Adele liked this bowl of rice so much. It really gave people a sense of peace and satisfaction, even though it was so greasy...

While eating, Violet was thinking about the past. The war was so tight that the soldiers were provided with only unknown biscuit lumps that were as hard as the wall, and a lot of seasoning was used to cover the spoiled smell. Yes, luncheon meat made of starch.Everyone is hungry and has no choice but to kill horses, mice, and everything alive and edible. If they can eat such a meal at that time, I am afraid that they will be willing to die the next moment. .

No matter how full she is, Violet will always ask for a piece of sliced ​​bread at the end, or a hard baguette, with the jam that Adele gave her, without exception.

"There are about thirteen cans left..."

Carefully counting the jars of jam, checking the typewriter, and the dolls she carried with her, Violet would rather choose to give up some of her weapons, and must carry these few things with her. This is her persistence that cannot be changed.

“Candy Hometown…”

The place of Olivanden reminded Violet of the ghostwriting at Tianyin Proxima Academy and the affectionate kiss.She thought of the girl with carmine-colored hair, and the star candies that were like stars in the night sky and as sweet as new honey.

The land of honey and chocolate

The train gradually stopped, and Violet had been on the road for three days. During these three days, many passengers couldn't bear the loneliness of the long journey, so they would come to strike up a conversation with Violet.Some people will talk about what they don’t have, their parents are short-sighted, some will tell their own stories, and some people will try to enhance the relationship between the two because of Violet’s beauty.

Violet only nodded in the face of other people's conversations, and only spoke when there were some questions that had to be answered. It gave the impression that she listened more, sitting like a delicate doll. over there.

The moment Violet stepped out of the car door, Violet saw the bustling streets in front of her eyes, as well as the endless stream of pedestrians and vendors. As her body exhaled and breathed, Violet even felt that the air here , are sweet.

This is not an exaggeration at all, because this is the hometown of candy.

Walking on the street, it is filled with the cries of vendors around you, and a variety of candies that are enough to attract the attention of passers-by. The candies here are by no means simple candies, but made in various shapes, full of fruit flavor Lifelike animals and plants made of fruit hard candies, houses made of crisp ginger biscuits, fountains of rich and mellow chocolate, cakes piled with fresh sweet toffee, in addition, there are toffee, osmanthus candy, crisp Sugar, maple syrup, nut candies... this is the place to be for those with a sweet tooth.

Throughout the bustling street, all the vendors are selling their candies in different ways, and are constantly improving and changing new tricks. It seems that there is a wrestling about candies going on here.

Although there are enough attractive things here, Violet has been walking forward without turning her eyes, as if in her sight, there is only the road in front of her, and in her heart, there is only the entrusted task.

Along the way, Candy didn't leave much impression in Violet's heart, she only had entrustment in her eyes, and the only voice lingering in her heart was a sentence about Candy.

"If Chief Adele is here, she must be very happy..."

Whenever she thinks of food, Violet will think of her former chief. Presumably if Adele is here, she will definitely drag Violet around, eat a lot of candies, and turn her body into a The taste of honey.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Etil, I can't think about you now."

Violet knew that she still had commissions to complete.

"Please wait in your heart..."