Violet Eternal Garden Angel and Auto Memo Doll

"What nonsense, how could I go?"

"Sir...you...don't lie to me again!"

Violet grabbed Adele's hand, the soft touch still existed, but there was no trace of warmth.

"Did you find a better prop? Did you have a better person around you? Is it the puppet named Shikali Ovilia?"

"If...you don't need me anymore...do you want to leave me, abandon me..."

Adele frowned, hugging Violet tightly.

"You are in my heart and can never be replaced, anyone is."

"Don't worry, as long as I live, I won't leave your side..."

Hearing Adele's words, Violet seemed to be relieved, and her body, which was trembling from sobbing, gradually relaxed in the other's embrace.

"Sir, is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true, Violet."

Violet wiped her tears, and was hugged by the other party with peace of mind. She smiled, very happily.

"Great....so good..."

Adele hugged Violet tightly, she didn't want her to raise her head, she didn't want her to see her current expression.That sad, lost, full of regret expression.

Today, Violet rests, and there is one more afternoon. This is also a rare leisure time for the two of them. On weekdays, the two of them are basically on the road, in the kitchen and at the ghostwriter, doing what they want, and What they are willing to do, but in their spare time, the time they spend together is more precious than work.

The two were walking in the lively market. Adele's physical strength had been getting weaker and weaker recently, and she could hardly walk too far, so after walking for a while, Violet carried her weak on her back.

"I'm sorry, Violet, I'm not as agile as I was a few years ago. Now I feel that just walking around will overwhelm me."

Violet was carrying her officer on her back, it was too light, as if she was carrying a feather.

"Where is it."

"Sir, you once held up everyone's sky, now, it's my turn to hold up your sky."

Adele leaned on Violet's back with peace of mind, and said softly.

"That's great...you know what? How I wish it could stay like this forever."

"I wish you could tell me what you said in the kitchen earlier."

Listening to her officer's words, Violet asked curiously.

"Now, is it too late? Why?"

"It's nothing, Violet."

At this time, the two passed by a jewelry store, which is a customized jewelry store, and there are many dazzling handmade ornaments in it. For some reason, Etil felt that there was a kind of guidance inside, as if there was a kind of power that was attracting her in. have a look.

"Violet, shall we go and have a look there?"

Violet gently put the officer down, and Etil came to the door of the store. As the door opened, countless works on display inside caught the eyes of the two of them. Small ornaments, although small, were exquisitely crafted. , All show the craftsman spirit of the owner.

"welcome."

At this time, an old man was carrying his back, with silver hair, and an oak pipe in his mouth.

"You two girls, you can choose what you want."

At this time, the old man looked at Aidier, his eyes straightened, and from the first time he saw Aidier, he couldn't move his eyes away.

"you......"

At this moment, Violet saw the strangeness in the eyes of the old man, and quickly stood in front of the officer, raising her hand to prepare for battle.

At this time, the old man's legs and feet were quick and fast, showing a pace completely opposite to his age. He ran up the stairs anxiously, and then came down holding a rectangular box.

"Hello, miss..."

The old man came to Aidier panting.

"I am... the top craftsman of Drossel, you can call me Grandpa Ke Luosi."

After hearing this, Etil gently raised the hem of the skirt to the old man, and leaned over to salute.

"You are looking for me, what's the matter?"

"Actually...it's like this."

Seeing the old man open the box, Etil was stunned. The strand of snow-white long hair lay quietly inside, wasn't it his own, used in exchange for the hair on Violet's arms?

"It was sent from the blacksmith in Leighton Shaftlich. I am a craftsman like him, but he mainly makes ironware, and I make handicrafts. We are old acquaintances..."

"The first time I saw you, I knew that you must be the owner of this hair."

Etil raised his hand and stroked his hair gently, and said to the old man.

"Since it has left me, I naturally have no reason to take it back. How to deal with it is up to you."

Ke Luosi looked at Adele, seemingly thoughtful.

"These hairs, beautiful, like the hair of an angel."

"I want to make these hairs into dolls, but I can't do it well. I always feel that the dolls I make are not worthy of these beautiful hairs, so I hide these hairs until I meet you today."

The old man said to Aidier in a begging tone.

"Please be sure to agree to my request and become my model. I want to make a doll that can match this hair! And the only ones who can control these beautiful things are their owners!"

Looking at the imploring and excited eyes of the old man, Aidier understands that every worker has his own pursuit, and if his little effort can fulfill the other party, Aidier is willing to do so.

So, the angel sat quietly on the wooden chair, and the old man sat opposite her, watching her carefully, while carefully handling the beautiful long hair.

"Violet, can you avoid it for a while?"

Hearing her officer's words, Violet observed the old man. Ke Luosi looked gray-haired and old-fashioned, with kindness and persistence in his eyes, without any murderous intent, so he followed Eddie's words and quietly retreated out.

As the door closed, Etil put his hands on his face and said to the old man.

"Grandpa Keluos, what do you think this doll should look like?"

At this time, the old man was holding a magnifying glass and was carefully sculpting the model. Hearing Aidier's question, Ke Luosi said seriously.

"I hope it can be made into a beautiful appearance. White is the color of holiness and the color of angels."

"So?"

Looking at the old man who was working with his head down, Etil said softly.

"Do you believe in angels?"

The old man bowed his head and worked hard. He had no time to respond to Aidier's question at this time, so he could only give some perfunctory answers.

"If I were 60 years younger, I might still believe in fairy tales...in books...."

When the old man raised his head, the magnifying glass fell to the ground with a bang. At this moment, a pair of wings were slowly spreading in front of him. The huge wings almost filled the room, and the feathers that should have been neatly arranged on it were now a little sparse. It seems that a lot has been lost, but this does not affect the shock brought by the scene in front of him.

Etil said softly to the old man with a warm smile.

"From now on, you should believe it."

As her hand was removed from her face, that beautiful appearance that did not belong to this world finally appeared in front of mortals!

"This is the real me."

In the future, I will still be by your side

"Grandpa Koros."

Etil smiled and waved his hand, bringing the spirit of staring at the absent-minded old man back to reality.

"Remember, keep it secret for me."

The angel was sitting upright, and the old man tremblingly held the doll tightly in his hands, carefully shaping her face. The excitement in Kloss's heart was like the rumbling drums, one after another, continuous.That's right, the angel is sitting in front of him at this moment, and he wants to create a work for the angel, an angel doll that belongs to her.

"Actually, if I go out now and tell what happened today, I'm afraid no one will believe it."

Eddie said with a smile.

"Actually, you can forget what happened today."

"Because soon, there will be no more angels in the world."

Accompanied by a soft sigh, Etil said with a wry smile.

"Just think of today as a beautiful dream."

The old man's hand stopped, and he looked at Aidier in silence for a long time, and then devoutly pasted a strand of white hair on the puppet's head.

"it is done......"

I used a plain model with a white color, plus white eyes, and a pair of small wings. The most important thing is the long white hair that hangs down like a waterfall.

"Please accept this."

Handing the first made doll to Aidier's arms, the old man helped his reading glasses and said to Aidier.

"This kind of doll will definitely shine in the market in the future, and this first edition work, I hope it should belong to its real owner."

"A total of ten angel dolls can be made from these hairs. Ms. Angel, I hope you can accept this first edition as, yes, my thanks."

Etil held the doll in his hand, and couldn't help admiring the exquisite workmanship and exquisite selection of materials.

"Pearls are the eyes, egret feathers are the wings, and high-grade silk is the clothing. At the same time, plain models are also made of very precious materials. This gift is too expensive for me to accept."

The old man looked at Aidier's worried expression, and said with a kind smile.

"Just now, you have paid for all the dolls. Without you, such a beautiful doll would not have been born. Please accept it and take good care of it."

Etil held the doll, fondled its small forehead lovingly, his warm smile was like sunshine, filling the whole house, that kind of warmth seemed to overflow, as if this quiet handicraft shop, the whole With life, began to glow, heat.

"Grandpa Keluos, can I give it to someone else?"

"Since it's yours, of course, I also believe that you can give it a good attribution."

Adele got up slowly, and as the wings were folded, her face became the same as before, ordinary but warm and cozy.

The old man looked at Adele and took off his hat to salute her.

"Thank you for helping me, Miss Angel."

Adele walked out of the shop. At this time, the sky was showing a dusk scene. Violet was bathed in the golden afterglow. In this busy street, it seemed that only her time had stopped, and she stood quietly, Waiting for his chief.Aidier looked at each other, she recalled a few years ago, maybe she has not changed from that time, in Aidier's heart, she will always be the child who will not grow up and needs to be taken care of.

Adele came to Violet with the doll in her hand. She felt a little guilty in her heart. She hoped that Violet could grow up in a happy environment. Recently, if she was too strict with her, she could take care of her. There are many people here, whether it is President Hawkins, other people from the postal company, and Major Kilberut. Why do I have to be so strict with this child who has not grown up?

Adele lowered her head, and she tentatively asked Violet.

"Well, Violet, are you happy during the time you lived with me?"

Unexpectedly, the officer would say such a thing, Violet nodded without hesitation.

"Sir Etil...my world is small, and you may think that I don't understand anything, but this small and barren land has always had the position of an officer."

"My heart is too small, sir, the time with you is the direction and strength for me to go on."

Adele raised his hand to cover Violet's mouth, signaling her to stop talking.Looking at Adele's expression at this time, for some reason, Violet remembered what Alice had asked Adele.

"Have you ever cried, or, have you ever cried?"

Looking at her chief, Violet couldn't help raising her hand, and the cold mechanical hand touched Adele's face, Violet said worriedly.

"Sir, your eyes are red."

"The wind blows."

Adele turned her head away, took a deep breath, and then put the doll into Violet's arms.

"This doll is for you, if I..."

Without continuing to speak, Adele turned her head away, not wanting to look at Violet's sincere and deep eyes.

"This doll will accompany you and replace me."

"With this doll, I will still be by your side in the future."

Hearing the officer say something like this again, Violet didn't question the other party again this time. Adele's body was getting weaker and weaker. She could see and feel it, but it was the first time she was so frightened. I don't know when, the once powerful chief, who can climb mountains and mountains with his feet, no longer has the strength to walk a whole street.The once indomitable chief now seems to be knocked down by the breeze.The officer who used to hug and protect himself, at some point, has become inseparable from his protection.

Violet didn't know what she should do at all. When she was with the Major in the past, she had clear instructions on everything she did, but Etil never gave her any orders, not even once after the war ended.

Confused, helpless, and hesitant, she felt it more than once, but she couldn't take any action, because in her heart, she was still the killing tool, as long as the commander gave orders, she could do anything props.

Taking the doll tremblingly, Adele looked at the distant palace at the moment, and almost moved towards it. Even now, she is still trying to be brave. In any case, she does not want to show her weakness to others, especially It's something she wants to protect.