Chapter 21

Chapter 20

In the small bedroom, Dorothy has recovered and regained her usual liveliness and cuteness. When she saw Raphael come in, she gave him a sweet smile. For Pierre who came back, she still enthusiastically let him sit on her ** and said to him happily, "Pierre, I can do it tomorrow. Go to school! Raphael, do you agree?"

"Okay, okay, I agree, Your Highness." Raphael touched her soft long red hair and said, "Do you want to ask me why I came to bother you?"

"In fact, you can come over at any time." Dorothy also sat up and stared at Raphael with a smile.

He pulled over a chair, sat on it, and said in a sad tone, "It seems that Dorothy is not so interested in the story I told before."

"No!" Pierre shouted out almost at the same time and Dorothy. The two looked at each other and blushed with shame.

Dorothy cleared her throat: "I really want to hear it, Raphael, please!"

"Well, since you say so." Raphael smiled proudly, "Then I'll continue with the last story. The devil vowed to break up the couple, but he did not succeed, because the girl loved her lover too much. She was willing to lower her posture and sincerely explain all the misunderstandings. Of course, her lover would be moved by her. After that, they didn't care about all the misunderstandings made by the demons and still loved each other deeply. At first, the devil was very distressed. He racked his brains because he couldn't break them up. Finally, he came up with a good idea.

"Did he think of it?" Dorothy frowned her delicate eyebrows. Obviously, she didn't want the lovers to be separated.

"Yes, honey. The devil changed into a handsome noble young man to confuse the girl, and her lover left her for this reason. Rafaelton paused and looked at Dorothy. "You seem to have some questions, Dorothy."

"No, it's not." Dorothy dodged and avoided Raphael's inquiry. "Go on, Raphael!"

Raphael smiled and said, "Well, then the devil succeeded in breaking up the couple, but he was not happy at all, because while pursuing the girl so that her lover could abandon her, the devil fell in love with the girl. But contrary to others' wishes, the girl still loves her lover and hopes to live with him again all the time, which annoys our Mr. Devil.

"Does the devil also worry, sir?" Pierre opened his eyes wide in surprise, as if in his mind, the devil was an omnipotent and powerful guy, and nothing could touch his iron heart.

"Yes." Raphael smiled bitterly, but not only that. In fact, there is no essential difference between demons and human beings. "He begged the girl to fall in love with him, but the girl refused. Her thoughts were all on her lover. Except for her lover, she would not fall in love with anyone else." Well, lovely girl, please let me be by your side. When you change your mind, I am still the devil who loves you.' The devil said this to the girl, but the girl only smiled faintly at his words. Of course, the devil could not wait for the day when she changed her mind, because the girl died.

"What!" Pierre shouted at the same time as Dorothy, but they no longer want to pay attention to this issue. Their thoughts are all in this story, "Who killed her?"

"Yes, who killed her..." Raphael sighed and looked at the sky that had emerged.

Who killed her? When she returned to the cabin where she lived, she didn't even have a soul left. The girl, also called Dorothy, was the first person Raphael really liked. Ha, Claude is really cruel. In this way, he cut off any delusions that he wanted to leave him.

"You don't even know, Raphael?" Dorothy lowered her eyes disappointedly, and Raphael touched her long red hair: "I'm sorry, I told you this story before I had figured it out."

"No, sir, I think that's enough." Pierre said hurriedly. He smiled and stood up, "I'm going home. Goodbye, Dorothy."

"Do you want me to send it to you?" Dorothy jumped out of bed, and Pierre quickly waved his hand: "No, no! Dorothy, have a good rest. You must come to school tomorrow!"

"Ye-huh!" Dorothy nodded hard. This look was so cute that people couldn't help but fall in love with her.

Pierre looked at Dorothy again before leaving reluctantly.

I haven't seen her these days. Pierre is so absent-minded in class.

When Pierre went downstairs, he happened to meet Fred, who was going upstairs. He shook uncomportantly. Maybe it was his own illusion. He always felt that this tall and grumpy man hated him very much, but in fact, Pierre didn't know him very well.

"Hey, boy!" Fred stopped his footsteps with anger in his voice that he didn't even realize. "What are you doing here?"

"I..." Pierre hurriedly stared at the other party's turquoise eyes. This color is like jade. It's really beautiful, but Fred is still not a very easy person to get along with.

"Fred!" Dorothy heard the voice in the corridor and quickly opened the door, but it was too much to hear Fred question her classmates in such a tone! A rude guy!

"Hey, I said Dorothy, you're not lying down. What are you doing out?" Fred walked over and picked up Dorothy. She struggled a little in his arms before she reluctantly grabbed his white shirt and still didn't forget to apologize to Pierre behind him.

Looking at the tall Fred holding the petite Dorothy, Pierre inexplicably felt that the scene was very harmonious, just like the prince and princess in the fairy tale. And what about yourself? Even a knight can't be counted. At best, he is a funny clown. How can such a self win the heart of Dorothy?

Pierre left the bar lost, and his little back could be seen clearly from the window of Dorothy's bedroom.

Raphael sighed helplessly. This Fred really didn't know what words to praise him. What a beautiful relationship. He stubbornly wanted to break up. He was obviously a black bat. Why did he make Raphael feel more like a loyal dog?

"Fred! Put me down quickly!" Dorothy shouted dissatisfiedly. Fred threw her to **. The soft bed didn't make her so painful, but she pouted unhappily.

Raphael walked to the bed from the window and reached out to scratch her pouted mouth: "What's the matter, my dear princess? You can hear you making a lot of noise in the bedroom.

"Raphael!" Dorothy hurriedly complained to Rafael about Fred, "He actually annoys my classmate!" Pierre will definitely not dare to come in the future!"

"How can it be, Dorothy?" Raphael touched her hair and smiled gently, "Aren't you going to school tomorrow? You can explain it to him.

Dorothy can't refute Raphael. In her heart, she also admits that Raphael's words are not wrong, but she just doesn't like Fred's tone. Although he is not as elegant and gentle as Raphael, he is definitely not a person who is not easy to get close to. Why did he leave such a bad impression on Pierre?

Fred looked at her angry for a long time, so he turned his eyes helplessly and touched her back: "Well, I said, what are you thinking?"

"You don't have to worry about it! Fred, you are so rude! I'm ashamed of you!" Dorothy jumped out of bed and pounded his broad chest with her small fist.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry for that!" Fred grabbed her little fist and frowned slightly, but still tolerated the sometimes capricious wild cat.

"No way! Apologize and I can't forgive you!" Dorothy still looked unhappy and seemed to not forgive Fred for what he had done.

Raphael hurried forward to relieve Fred: "Dorothy, don't do this. I don't think Fred did it on purpose, did he?"

Dorothy stared at Raphael: "Why do you always help Fred, Raphael? There must be a punishment for doing something wrong! This is what you taught me, Raphael. You forgot that every time I do something wrong, you will ask me to help you clean the house together, right?

Fred's expression was a little twitching, and he looked faintly at Raphael beside him. What does this guy teach Dorothy something?

"Okay, I'll accept the punishment." Fred let go of Dorothy's little hand and looked at her indifferently. "Say, what do you want me to do?" Oh, don't tell me it's cleaning or something, right? That's nothing to me."

Dorothy blinked her eyes cunningly, ran excitedly to the middle of the two people, and happily took their hands: "Let's take a picture!"