Chapter 44 first quarter

In early spring of 2005, City A, China In early spring, unmelted snow still hangs on the branches.The feeling of sunlight is far away and weak, and the still cold wind blows across the ground, rolling up fine snow, like scattered stardust, floating into the air. Ivy stood on the steps of the door for a long time, staring at the tightly closed iron door in a daze, her face was already a little red from the cold. Today I will say goodbye to the home that I have lived with my mother for many years.After her mother passed away more than half a year ago, Ivy has been living alone until a man in London who claimed to be his father called from overseas.After his repeated requests, she finally agreed to meet him once.The English gentleman who gave her the hybrid look has the same blue eyes as hers.

He insisted that she go to live with him in England. Entrust the home with countless memories of myself and my mother to others, and go to live in a country I don’t know at all. All the luggage is only a small suitcase and an airline ticket. Ivy didn't know why she agreed to Marquis Mordiet's request.She only felt that he was very sincere at that time, and she felt that such a father could be relied on.And perhaps, the deeper reason is that she found a photo of the Marquis with his mother when he was young in her mother's dressing table that day.Their eyes were filled with love and cherish for each other, which touched her inexplicably.

Ivy wiped her eyes, then turned around and handed the key to an old woman who was waiting behind her. "Auntie, I will trouble you." The car booked by the Marquis has already arrived, and it takes only a few tens of minutes to drive to the airport.In the end, Ivy completed all check-in procedures more than two hours ahead of schedule.Feeling a little inexplicably depressed, she began to wander aimlessly in the airport. The airport is very boring to Ivy, with the same shops and cold and boring roads. She walked for a while and saw a jewelry store in a corner. The store sign is very inconspicuous, with "Curse's" written crookedly on it.

She had never heard of the brand's name, and it seemed dark and inauspicious in its connotation.She poked her head and looked in through the window, and there were very exotic items inside.I didn't expect to meet such an alternative store at the airport. Ivy was driven by a young heart, and she thought of going in to have a look.With her hand on the doorknob, someone called her from behind. She turned around subconsciously, and it was a foreign man she didn't know. In his mid-thirties, with brown hair and chestnut-colored eyes, he saw himself with joy and nervousness. "Finally found you, don't go in—"

Finally found her?She didn't know the man at all.On second thought, he might be someone sent by the Marquis.She was about to reply, but the doorknob in her hand seemed to have its own consciousness, and suddenly turned downward, and then the door opened inward. Ivy didn't have time to let go of her hand, so she was pulled by the wonderful force and fell into the house. She closed her eyes subconsciously, but thought in her heart: "It's a shame, get up later and reply to that person quickly." But when he fell in, his body seemed to have fallen into a huge cave, and he didn't land after several seconds.Ivy opened her eyes in surprise, and she was actually surrounded by a riot of red.She was a little scared and wanted to call for help, but her mouth seemed to be forcibly suppressed, and she couldn't make any sound.

When it fell, a huge, bright red eye appeared beside her, staring at her coldly. Ivy was so scared that she almost cried.She waved her hands and feet desperately, and at this moment, the dazzling colors around her suddenly receded.A wash of rich red is followed by a gorgeous gold that slowly fades away. Her shrill voice from fear finally came out, "Help——" She opened her eyes suddenly, and the surroundings were so bright that she almost shed tears.She narrowed her eyes to let herself get used to it slowly, then raised her head to look around, and subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands.

A few minutes ago, she was clearly standing in front of the mysterious jewelry store at the airport, but where is she now? The day is like a fairy tale, and the golden sun hangs brightly in the blue sky.There was no wind, no clouds, and I gradually felt a hot air that I hadn't felt for a long time.You can hear the intense sound of running water, sweeping the sand and winding across the river bank, as if you are close at hand. With her head lowered, she was wearing a simple white linen skirt. Her white and delicate feet were touching the slightly warm ground, and the warmth slowly extended to her body along her legs.The plane tickets and luggage were gone, and all that was left around me were a few dilapidated mud walls, traces of grass peeking out from the mud walls, and the warm brown-gray stone ground with a little sand scattered under our feet.

It looks like a house, but it has been abandoned for a long time, so it doesn't even have a roof. The first feeling that appeared in my heart was curiosity. Ivy tried to move her body, walked around the broken wall, and saw a piece of sand below. It was hot.She was so hot that she couldn't help but curse secretly, but the surrounding scenery didn't change at all.She retreated into the room, stood on the relatively tolerable stone floor, clasped the edge of a wall with her hands and looked outside. In front of him is a wide river, flowing slowly, extending to the endless distance.The golden sunlight sprinkled on the blue river, reflecting countless golden scales, as if the stars in the sky had fallen into the water.There are strange grasses growing on both sides of the river bank, and a little farther away is a barren area. The golden sand is finely spread on the ground, like a golden carpet.But if you look farther, you can faintly see huge stone buildings, much like prehistoric sacrificial buildings in ancient times.

"It's so beautiful..." Ivy couldn't help sighing in a low voice. But I still don't understand why I am here and where I should go next.Is she in a dream, or in a reality that she has gradually forgotten.If this is reality... how could she appear here for no reason. Suddenly, hearing someone snort contemptuously, Ivy shut her mouth, but looking around, there was no one. "What are you looking for, idiot." The voice came from below.Ivy lowered her head, and there was a seven or eight-year-old boy standing on the sand under the small house.The child tilted his head to look at Ivy, and climbed into the house in three or two steps.Ivy backed away from the wall subconsciously, and he stood in front of Ivy, looking up at her.

He only reached Ivy's shoulder socket, but he didn't show any fear or respect for Ivy.He looked at Ivy, and Ivy looked down at him.This was the first person Ivy saw. She didn't know this person at all, but it was better than seeing nothing in the endless darkness. He has short dark brown hair, is wearing a white jacket, and has a very delicate knife pinned to his waist.The bronzed skin is healthy and full of vitality, the amber eyes are pure and slightly transparent, the child is neat and straight, but there is an old-fashioned expression on the immature face, which makes people want to laugh a little bit.

Before Ivy had time to laugh, the child took a step by himself.He hugged his right arm with his left hand, put his right hand on his lips, and walked around Ivy slowly, looking at Ivy so lukewarmly, which made Ivy feel uncomfortable. "Do you live here?" She couldn't help asking, she would be too embarrassed if she stepped into someone's house inexplicably. The child smiled faintly—in Ivy's opinion, it was a contemptuous curl of the lips.Then he said irrelevantly: "Are you a slave? Have you ever seen people live in such a place?" Ivy froze for a moment, is she a slave?Kids these days are so rude to ask such a question.She tilted her head, and decided to change the subject calmly, "Where is this?" "Sure enough, it's a foreigner, and Thebes doesn't even know about it." The child threw back the words in an embarrassing manner. Thebes—somewhat familiar, but still a strange name.He was still at the airport in City A just now, but now he ran to this inexplicable place.Ivy decided not to talk to the child anymore, and she began to worry about how on earth she would get back to the airport.Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and it would be troublesome if I couldn't catch the plane by then. Thinking of this, she turned around and walked down the house, completely ignoring the child shouting behind her: "Hey, where are you going?" She stepped on the stone again, but when she stepped on the sand, she was scalded back again. From behind, I heard the child laughing loudly at himself, "Skinny and tender, how do you usually go out during the day!" Ivy turned her head and said to the dragging child who was climbing down from behind, "I wear shoes, thank you." But where did her shoes go? "Oh, are you talking about this?" The child pointed to the sandals on his feet. The kid's shoes are surprisingly luxurious.The simple shape design has retro-style popular elements, and the key lines are inlaid with real gold.Ivy looked at the shoes, then at the child.This child is not only dragging but also quite extravagant, yet he wears such gorgeous shoes at such a young age.Is this a wasteful world? She nodded good-naturedly. The child sat down beside Ivy, "Then you are still a rich foreigner, and you can still wear shoes." "Can you wear shoes?" Ivy wanted to continue asking, but she was blocked by the shoes that the child handed to her eyes, "What are you doing?" "I'll put it on for you." The child looked at Ivy tugging. "You can't wear it." Ivy looked down at him, and he stood up only to the height of her chest. "Then you'll just stand in this house until it gets dark." Amber eyes blinked, "There's nothing to eat around here, so are you going to stay here for a day without eating or drinking?" "I mean, how can I wear it in." Ivy was a little annoyed. "Don't worry, my feet are big." The child forced the shoes into Ivy's hands, and then jumped off the sand, stepping on the sand that was extremely hot for Ivy with his sturdy feet, but his childish face was a little bit There is no expression, "Are you going to Thebes? I just want to go back too." Ivy took a look at the child's shoes, the workmanship was extremely good, although it didn't look very comfortable, it was better than nothing.She sat down slowly, put the shoes on her feet, and really put them on. There is no way to stay in this place where there is no grass. It is better to go to the "Thebes" he said, which may be a larger city.She followed to the sandy ground, nodded to the child, "Okay, I'll go with you." The child glanced at Ivy inexplicably, then pointed to the gorgeous stone buildings in the distance, "Go over there." Ivy nodded, subconsciously took the child's hand, and then walked over there. "Hey, what are you doing!" The child was a little annoyed and shyly shook his hand away. Ivy was surprised to find that the child's face was slightly red.He doesn't look like he's more than six or seven years old, so it shouldn't be a problem to hold his hand, isn't it?However, the way he blushed was much cuter than that cool look. "Sister is holding your hand." So, Ivy deliberately held the child's hand again. "Is it disgusting? Let go." The child shook his arm vigorously, but Avril held it tightly, but did not let go.The child struggled from time to time, but later, the strength of the resistance gradually weakened, and at most it was just a symbolic shaking of his hands. In the end, he lowered his head and let her drag him like this, just He would mutter with a little dissatisfaction, "You foreigners' habits are really strange." "Foreigner?" "Of course!" The child's tone contained information such as "idiot", but seeing Ivy's worried expression, he swallowed back the irony, "However, there are many foreigners in Thebes, and you Don't worry about it." After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ivy felt a little tired.Although the pair of shoes are beautiful, they are also very uncomfortable. The beautiful gold threads are rolled from the inside to the outside and inlaid on the edge of the shoes. They are shining from the outside, but they are abrasive on the inside.I only felt a bit of burning pain on my fair feet, which was more uncomfortable than being scalded. After persisting for a few meters, Ivy finally couldn't bear it anymore.She stopped, and wanted to suggest a short break, but at this moment, a child's voice sounded in her ears, "The front is here." The child pulled Ivy and moved forward a little.Ivy raised her head, and the scene in front of her suddenly unfolded like a scroll.In the field of vision is a ancient city.The huge city gate is supported by thick and gorgeous stone columns as the main support body.Exquisite murals are depicted on the cylinders, telling various themes, and the characters adopt a unique composition method, which is extravagant and exquisite.The simple building structure uses gorgeous golden masonry.The fine golden decoration echoes the sun hanging in the air in the distance and the fine sand under the feet, as if it has become a golden fortress. This... looks a lot like Egypt, doesn't it? It was too late to be shocked, the child had already pulled Ivy and walked forward quickly.People passed by, their clothes were strange but very similar to those on the murals.There are soldiers talking and laughing with spears, merchants leading camels slowly into the city, old people selling fruit to passers-by with baskets, girls carrying water jugs to the river, and some with bald heads and long clothes. priests, and dancers who are seductive and exotic. Ivy looked at them, and they looked at Ivy. That look of suspicion, as if she was a monster that had never appeared before. "Hey, why are you in a daze." The child shook her hand, "Come in." Ivy ignored him.Pulling the child and tilting his head, he pulled Ivy even harder, leading her towards the city. Ivy can no longer care about the pain in her feet. The pungent body odor of the camels passing by and the scene of others holding lotus flowers to sell to her make her unable to doubt the authenticity of the scene she is in.But strange faces, strange cities, and even strange colors, she could not see a trace of modernity. She was a little scared, more scared than standing in the infinite darkness.Knowing that one is alone seems more frightening than ignorance of everything. "Where do you live?" The child's voice rang in my ear.Shaking his hands, lowering his head, the child blinked his big amber eyes, "I'll take you back." As soon as Ivy's nose became hot, she suddenly felt that the child was very cute. She bent down to hug him, then touched his head, and watched his face turn red again, "Good boy, I'm tired, I want to rest for a while." "I'm tired after walking a little bit." The child curled his lips, let go of Ivy's hand, turned around and ran in the other direction. Maybe it's home.Ivy was a little sad, surrounded by a bunch of strange people, strange eyes with curiosity, suspicion, and hostility.Before she could figure out what was going on with all this, she was alone again in an instant.She looked at her hand, she was holding a warm existence just now, but in an instant there was only air, and she felt nothing at all. It's like being abandoned. By the way, it's like when her mother died, she felt abandoned... At that moment, the foot that had been neglected seemed to regain consciousness, and it suddenly became very painful. Almost every movement made people cry.But when he looked down and saw the hot ground, he didn't dare to step directly on it with bare feet.She limped in embarrassment and walked towards the shade of the tree by the side of the road, barely sitting down against the root of the big tree.Tall ferns, the shade is not dense enough to block some of the scorching sun.The golden spots fell on Ivy's white skin, the color was soft and clean, but it couldn't match the bronze-skinned people around her. What made her even more disturbed was that she had no idea how to get back to the airport... She tried her best to ignore the eyes looking around at herself, leaning against the tree and looking at the place where she broke up with the child in a daze.Not long after he sat down, he saw the child with amber eyes running back, holding something in his hand.He stood at the place where the two separated just now, looking left and right, looking for Ivy.There was no figure of Ivy in sight, he was a little downcast, his thick eyelashes drooped down to block his eyes. "Hey, here!" Ivy couldn't help being a little happy, and she waved her hand while calling him.Seeing Ivy, the child immediately put on a smile, but then he pretended to be cool, walked over, and handed the things in his hand to Ivy. "What is this?" Ivy took it over, it was a small clay pot, cool, with a black background and red edges, and a golden thread tied to the joint. The child came to her side, sat down, unscrewed the jar in his hand, and drank with his head up.Then he turned his head and saw that Ivy was still in a daze, so he put the jar in his hand aside, took Ivy's, unscrewed it for her, and handed it back to her. "The juice from the grapes is delicious, and it's tempered with Nile water, so it won't be particularly hot." The Nile River... Ah, sure enough, Egypt.Ivy smiled wryly at herself, took the grape juice, and drank it in one gulp. It was very delicious, sweet and sour, as if a clear stream had entered her body. "Thank you." She thanked the child beside her. "Did you rest better? Where do you live? I'll take you back." The child repeated what he said just now, and Ivy looked down at him. Those slightly transparent eyes are so beautiful, which makes people always Want to see more. Ivy sighed, put the grape juice aside, bent down to untie the shoes, there were shallow bloodstains on the white feet, and the delicate skin turned up from both sides of the bloodstains.She put the shoes together, handed them back to the child, and smiled helplessly, "Thank you for the shoes, but, I don't know how to go back..." The child didn't take the shoes, but just looked at Ivy's feet and said, "Will you wear my shoes like this? Then how do you usually walk?" Ivy glanced at him, "What's wrong with your shoes?" Then she tilted her head and thought for a while, then turned to pinch the child's face with both hands, "Master, gold is used to make necklaces, not to inlay them. For shoes, the inlaid shoes are not inlaid like this, they are specially inlaid on the edge, which is very painful." The child grinned, and Ivy let him go in a leisurely manner, and took a sip of grape juice calmly, "Your skin is rough, but I am not." The child shook his head, then raised his head to look at Ivy, "Then what shoes do you usually wear?" "Leather shoes." "Ok?" "Sneakers or something." "Ok?" "...straw sandals." The child finally understood, but soon smiled contemptuously, "Straw sandals? Why don't you wear them if you can't afford them?" "Straw sandals are no more comfortable than your broken shoes." Ivy pushed back at him angrily, then turned her head to the side, and leaned against the tree again, thinking about her own affairs.The child beside her stood up, walked up to her, and said slowly, "Wait for me here." "What are you doing again?" Ivy looked up at the little boy facing her.I haven't looked at him carefully before, but this kid is actually very handsome.The face is still immature, but the facial features are sharp and angular, and the eyes are like transparent but deep amber spring water, clear but contains some imperceptible indifference.If he grows up, this child will surely be a man who makes countless women cry.Ivy reached out and pinched his face, seeing him take a step back in embarrassment. In a short period of time, Ivy has begun to rely on him a little bit.After all, he was the only "villain" she knew in this unfamiliar place.So she smiled and said: "What are you doing, shall I go with you?" She was about to get up, but was pushed back to the original place by the boy with both hands. "I'll go to the market over there, wait for me to come back." He walked quickly to the end of the street as he spoke, and just a few steps away, he turned around again, shaking his head and adding One sentence, "Remember, wait for me to come back." Then he ran away stomping.