Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 182 People of the Past

After only a short break, countless official business was brought up again. Villette closed her eyes and opened the drawer beside the table.

An exquisite iron box was placed there. When you opened the lid, you could see crystal clear candies inside.

As the candy entered her mouth, the sweet taste immediately blossomed on her taste buds, and Villette felt a little more relaxed.

Savoring the sweet taste in his mouth, he stroked the iron box with his fingers. The corners of the iron box were a little worn, and the original candies inside had been eaten, but Villette still kept the box well.

The experience of getting this box a long time ago is still very clear, and Villette still remembers the person she saw at that stunning glimpse.

Only a box of candy with the same flavor that is hard to find is left, but it has never appeared in Fontaine.

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. In fact, that person did not leave a very deep impression on Villette. However, the taste of the candy on the tip of his tongue made him remember it until now, and he even developed a habit of eating candy.

Rice wife.

Cheng Yan waited at the place where letters were received for a long time, and finally received the long-awaited reply.

Pulling Guo Beng to watch it together, Cheng Yan's face was full of excitement.

"I really got a reply! I can practice perfect handwriting! I'm sure everyone will be impressed."

Thinking of his handwriting that was always disliked by the Emperor and Tuozi, Cheng Yan was already looking forward to being able to hold his head high.

He unwrapped the letter and opened it with great interest.

The desire to practice calligraphy that had just arisen in my mind was immediately suppressed by the words on the reply letter.

"Ah, I don't want to."

Cheng Yan held the letter and read it again with some disappointment.

Guo Beng took the thick book that came with the letter, opened it and read the contents clearly.

"I don't think I'm unwilling. Look, there's a book for you to practice with."

Cheng Yan took the book and took a look at it. After reading a paragraph, he tried hard not to show a disgusted expression. "This book is like a sleeping pill to me. Forget about practicing calligraphy. If I can read one page without falling asleep, it's considered progress."

Looking disappointedly at the vernacular novel he had been immersed in for the past few days, Cheng Yan stretched out his hand and patted the thick stack twice.

"If he could just copy these books for me to practice, I would definitely be able to practice well."

Guo Beng rolled his eyes at him and said, "I can tell from the looks of it that he is a very busy man. How could he have the time to copy these meaningless books for you?"

Cheng Yan bit his lip and hesitated, "Let me try. I feel like this person should be quite gentle."

Cheng Yan sent the letter back again. He knew that his request this time would be unlikely to be granted, so he sent a lot of other things along with the letter.

Like the small wooden ornaments on the table and some other cute little items, Cheng Yan finally put a box of candy in it.

Originally, he was thinking of using Mora to see if he could get this person to agree. However, as soon as Cheng Yan saw the word, he could sense the noble aura of the owner of the word. If he used Mora directly, not only would he not agree, but it would be counterproductive.

After sending the items out with some trepidation, Cheng Yan began to stretch his neck and wait for a reply.

Logically speaking, he had no interest in books and words, but those words were truly rooted in his heart.

I never had this feeling when reading the calligraphy of Lord Emperor and Zanzan before.

The words written by Lord Emperor all imply a heavy aura, which Cheng Yan can never learn. And Zandik's handwriting is just like his persistence in focusing on something. Cheng Yan sometimes can't understand it, let alone imitate it. Even if Zandik holds Cheng Yan's hand, he may not be able to write it.

Fontaine.

When Villette received another larger package from the same address, she was not surprised at all.

It was as if he had already anticipated that the other party would send a letter again.

only……

Villette held the familiar tin box of candies that came with the letter, her eyes deep.

My attitude towards this letter, which I had originally thought was dispensable, changed instantly.

As if guided by someone, he seemed to have discovered the person he had caught a glimpse of.