I'm a traverser.

Strange to say, I am a time-traveler – if a person is suddenly reborn from 21st-century China to 19th-century France.

Sixteen years have passed since the day I opened my eyes and found that I was no longer in my original realm, but I still haven't been able to figure out how this happened.

Well, nowadays, that doesn't matter anymore. I have a clear understanding of my current situation, and I have accepted the reality that I can never go back, and I wholeheartedly plan to live well in this new life.

Yes, I have embraced a new life, a new identity, a new family. If it takes more than ten years for a person to accept all this, it is too stupid.

Moreover, from an objective point of view, this new identity did not particularly disadvantage me - the aristocratic family, although it has fallen, but at least it has no worries about food and clothing, which is more important than anything else in this era.

What's more, I also have a very beautiful and lovely sister. Really, super cute! A beautiful blonde girl, obedient and cute, and blonde! Yes! Yes! Yes!

Aside from the fact that my parents are no longer there (which in my opinion is not a big drawback, but rather a certain convenience), at least I didn't find anything bad about this new starting point in life.

If anything, it's that there aren't as many modern electronic devices and entertainment as the 21st-century internet – but after a decade or so of them, I've found other pastimes that are in line with this era. Learning chess, fencing, horseback riding, etc., is not very boring.

In short, although I am a traverser. Although I still remember my previous life, I was able to integrate into this new life, so I ............

As I sat quietly in my chair and was writing hard, I suddenly felt a darkness in front of my eyes, and a pair of hands blindfolded my eyes.

"Hah!" At the same time, I heard a coquettish voice behind me.

Hearing this shout, I knew who the person who did this was.

Apparently. She had just taken advantage of my attention on the paper, crept up behind me, and finished her prank.

Charlotte...... You've made it so hard that I can't even write! I whispered a grumble. Slender and smooth fingers covered his face. It gave him a subtle tingling sensation.

"So what? Stop writing it, let's go play! The other party immediately replied, but slowly let go of his hand.

I sighed, then slowly turned my head. Looking at the smiling girl standing in front of me.

She's also a blonde chick. But she wasn't my sister, she was my cousin Charlotte de Treville, a cousin, but not a few months older than me, and since I was a little older, we were more like close friends than my brother and sister.

Anyone who has seen her must admit that she is beautiful. Next, I will let me learn the deconstruction techniques when I learned to paint. Let's put this Duchess on display.

Mademoiselle Charlotte de Treville has a slender figure and a light build. Sometimes she walks dignified and steady, sometimes lively and steady, completely according to her heart. Her neck is slightly longer, which makes her endearingly contemptuous and arrogant, and can also give a different meaning to her smile or subtle words. The delicate age of sixteen years old makes her have both the childishness of a girl and the charm of a girl; The slightly developed figure made her bid farewell to the youth of the past, enough to play some high and low notes on the flirtatious piano.

Her skin was fair, her lips were bright red, her forehead was as white as frost, and her voice was crisp and sweet. The blonde hair was as smooth as silk and combed into wavy curls. Her blue eyes and curved eyebrows gave her face a haughty look even when she was smiling. The mirror and the maid who groomed her had taught her how to stare at you, to look at you, or to sneer, or to smile gently, and so on, to make that arrogance either more intimidating, or a little less.

For the most part, of course, this duchess used only the latter for me.

My grandfather and her grandfather were brothers, but they didn't have a good relationship and basically didn't get along. Strangely enough, her grandfather, the Duke of Treville, did not restrict her from interacting with my family. So when I was a child, she often came to my house to play, and even brought me into her house a few times to play, so we were very familiar with each other when we were young.

In recent years, she has come to my house a lot less often because I have to go to middle school, but we are still close.

"Why did you come here today?"

"Didn't you come back from vacation today? That's why I'm looking for you. She replied as if it were a matter of course, and then she took my hand and led me up without saying a word, "Okay, stop talking nonsense...... Let's go! ”

Well, I've already talked enough about her advantages, now let's talk about the disadvantages.

Mademoiselle Charlotte de Treville was very arrogant, almost as arrogant as almost every Duchess Miss. It would have been nice if she had been arrogant, but over the years, pampered by her parents, she had learned how to dictate to people, even to my cousin, and she could hardly imagine anyone disobeying her will. From a young age, all her wishes were almost never unsatisfied, and when she threw herself into the whirlpool of the social world, she also saw everyone bow down to her. Therefore, like every spoiled child, wealth and glory and the care of others are taken for granted in her eyes, and she is born to enjoy all this, without needing to thank or thank anyone.

She adopts a cold and calm courtesy towards those of equal stature, making them feel as if they are one level inferior; For those who were one level lower and delusionally wanted to be on an equal footing with her, there was infinite contempt in her smile.

That's right, she's the kind of Selimena-esque girl people often say.

[Selimena is the heroine of the five-act poetic comedy "The Hate of the World" written by the French playwright Molière. Young, beautiful, intelligent but arrogant and snarky. 】

I saw her clearly, one might even say too clearly.

The biggest obstacle after crossing is that it is difficult for people to live their childhood again. Even if you go through the process again from childhood to adulthood physically, psychologically you can no longer have innocence and enjoy childlike fun. Therefore, when I was a child, even when I was forced by her to play, I was more of a calm and onlooker, and I could not integrate into the entertainment activities that she was happy to do.

Therefore, I have never understood why this duchess likes to play with me so much. Perhaps, as most spoiled children do. She has become accustomed to treating those who pamper her with a tyrannical attitude, leaving only the intimate attitude to those who snub her?

Well, I can't tell. Just guessed. Everyone is a complex individual, and we can never fully understand a person, let alone a Parisian (!) Nobles (!) Miss (!) Together, these three words have already transformed a young girl into an eternal Medusa. It can no longer be seen in a positive way.

Just as these thoughts flashed through my head. She had seen the paper on my desk.

"Hah! What the hell is written on this? Piece by piece, I can't see it at all......"

"Of course you don't know it," I replied lightly, "it's an oriental script, used by the Qing people." ”

"Oriental Writings!" After hearing my answer, Charlotte tilted her head cutely, looked at the paper again, and then looked up at me again, "You even learned this?" Is this even taught in schools? ”

Yes. I forgot to mention that girls can't go to middle school in this era. Education comes mainly from parents or tutors, so since I started school, Charlotte was very curious about my school life and often asked me about school. Actually, I personally find it boring, and I can't blame it - apart from a few classes such as swordsmanship, where else can a 21st-century college graduate be interested in secondary education in this era?

"No one in school teaches this, I taught myself." I deliberately kept a straight face and replied seriously, "The text of the East is interesting. ”

"It's amazing, you can even learn this by yourself?" As I expected, Charlotte exclaimed, her blue eyes full of admiration and admiration, "Charles, do you know everything?" ”

Growing up, she came in this admiring gaze, and in her eyes my cousin seemed to know everything.

"It's not that you know everything, it's just that you know the Tao yourself." I habitually answered indifferently.

Am I the legendary X? Well, whatever, just be effective.

Sure enough, Charlotte was a little confused in front of my words, but she quickly threw away the confusion I had imposed on her and grabbed my hand again.

"Okay, let's leave the East alone, let's go out first, shall we?"

"Where?"

"Don't you know the way when you arrive?"

"But it's cold outside!"

"Don't worry about that!"

In this way, I was pulled out directly by this wayward Duchess Lady, and then walked out of the house, and got into her carriage together—a girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and had a light carriage for her own use, which shows what kind of life she lived!

As soon as I got into the car, Charlotte was right next to me, but it was easy to understand - because the car was fast and the carriage was open-topped, the wind was blowing hard in my face, and I felt a little chill myself. And her hair kept scraping against my face, and the smell went straight to my nose.

The carriage took us to the Élysée Country Avenue, through the Place de la Concorde and straight to the Arc de Triomphe, lined with buildings and shops. To my surprise, although the temperature was not high, there were so many carriages on this road today that it was almost impossible to run fast.

"Charles, is it fun?" Charlotte looked at me suddenly. "How nice it is here!"

"Well, it's okay." It's not fun, but in order to take care of Charlotte's emotions, I still made a perfunctory sentence.

In this day and age, people do like to wander around the promenade des countryside and the Bois de Boulogne, who told them not to have the internet! Poor world!

As if dissatisfied with my bland answer, Charlotte's face sank. Then he glared at me.

"Well, very happy, actually." I hurriedly complimented knowingly, "With a cute girl like you by my side, I have a ride." I couldn't be happier! ”

It would be better if there was a Bao 10 Jie, but unfortunately in this era, the traffic is not congested at all......

After hearing my new answer, Charlotte finally smiled.

"That's what it sounds like!"

Then, she took my hand tighter, and then looked at the passers-by outside, as if she was about to swear something. The girl tried to pretend to be a tried and tested appearance in the social arena. But I couldn't hide the tension.

In fact, she didn't have to be so nervous, no one showed us a smile along the way, and no passers-by looked at us. No one even looked back at us - in this day and age, no matter how beautiful Miss Duke, Prince and Madame are, Parisians have long been accustomed to seeing them, and not many people will be as infatuated with Miss So-and-so as in the play.

The "Shire ......" may be because it is colder. Charlotte pressed me tighter. His head was also on my shoulder. She looked at me with her eyes half-open and half-closed, and she didn't know what was flashing in her sight, but she looked really happy. "We're so happy today...... It's been a long time since we've been together like this. Later...... We'll be together a lot in the future, right? ”

"Yes, probably." I nodded, "Even if we grow up, we can still interact as often as we go." ”

"Is it just a back and forth?" Charlotte opened her eyes and stared at me.

"So what do you want?" I asked rhetorically.

"Of course it'......" Charlotte was about to say something, but suddenly stopped. Then he glanced at me angrily, as if I had made a big mistake. The most rear. She suddenly jumped away from the topic, "Charles, shouldn't you say something to me on a day like today?" ”

The speed of the carriage slowed suddenly, as if heaven and earth were waiting for me to say something.

But what am I supposed to say?

What day is it?

"Today is St. Valentine's Day!" The girl's voice seemed calm, but she couldn't get rid of the annoyance, as if she felt that she had lost when she said the word herself, "Mr. Treville, are you so stupid?!" ”

I thought about it carefully, and it seemed that today was indeed February 14th......

Oh! Damn it! No wonder there are so many people on the pastoral avenue today!

On days like these, Charlotte pulled me out and went for a ride together, which should theoretically be called ...... Uh, no, that's dating. And what does a girl want you to say when she pulls you out on a date on this day?

No matter how stupid I am, I can guess.

"Charles, don't you really want to tell me anything more?"

Charlotte was staring at me intensely now, as if to say, "You can't pretend to be confused now, can you?" A sucker! The same, and her face was densely flushed, and the commanding spirit just now was gone.

I love you.

I know it's best to say that at this time, and she'll be absolutely happy to hear it, but I really don't know how Lu Dao said it.

Although we have been in contact with each other a lot over the years, I have always regarded her as a child, and I have not thought about the question of love or not love - no way, who can still treat themselves as children when they live again? For children who are seven or eight years old, nine or ten years old, who can think of any question of love or non-love?

But unexpectedly, in a trance, one day she grew up and became a beautiful girl, and then stood in front of me and asked me to say that I loved her. The sound of horses' hooves crashing on the road kept coming to my ears, but I didn't seem to hear anything.

Do I love her? To be honest, when I was a kid and had fun with her, it was really funny, and she was really beautiful. But love......

After all, what is love?

At least I'm sure I don't have that blind and desperate passion for her.

I don't want to lie to her.

So, "I'm sorry, you're a good person, but we're not the right ......" should I say that?

While I was still thinking about how to answer, Charlotte had already guessed from my silence what I was trying to say.

The smile on her face slowly faded, and she looked at me blankly, her eyes covered with a layer of fog, and even I looked a little sad.

"Charles...... Charles ......" she muttered a few times, as if trying to bring my heart back in this way.

I really don't want to break her heart. But wouldn't it be even more of a bastard if I chose to cheat? At that time, I am afraid that the damage will be even greater. So I made a difference. Prepare to say the refusal.

However, just as I was about to speak, Charlotte's beautiful face suddenly distorted strangely, and the despair of rejection, stirred by anger and arrogance, turned into a terrifying expression, I had never seen such a vicious Charlotte. The whole body was stunned. It's as if the blood has stopped flowing.

She lunged on top of me, then pulled me and tried to jump out of the carriage.

I never thought she would have that much strength. She's serious!

Feed! It's in a fast-running carriage! It's dangerous for both of us to jump!

"What are you doing!" I shouted loudly as I resisted her attack. "Stop, coachman! Your young lady is crazy! ”

"He's not going to stop. I told him a long time ago! If he dares to stop, he will no longer have a salary to take care of his wife and children. So die for it! Charlotte pulled me in and shouted back to me. Either you promise to love me, or you die with me! ”

"Is love a promise to come about? Don't go crazy! "I tried to bring her sanity back.

"If you don't love me, then there's no point in your existence! Let's disappear together! ”

The carriage was getting faster and faster, and Charlotte's eyes widened as she looked at me with that terrifying aura, and her innate aura of arrogance and arrogance had been completely unleashed to make people dare not look at me directly.

Is it going to be written in the newspaper tomorrow: "A certain duchess and lady were rejected for her love." Forced lovers to be martyred"?

No! No! I still have a lot of plans to do! I still have a great time to live!

Charlotte was still struggling violently, and I could protect myself. I really don't have the confidence to make her wait and not jump on her own.

"Answer me! To love, or not to love! ”

"Love! I love you! I screamed in a ghostly voice, and then continued to shout to myself, "I love you, I love you to death!" Stop, Lolot! ”

And so, in the carriage, under the stunned gazes of passers-by on both sides of the road, I made my first confession in two lives.

It's tragic.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Charlotte's movements suddenly stopped, and she lay on top of me, looking at me silently as if nothing had just happened. She's happy, really happy.

"Are you satisfied?" I looked at her with some displeasure. "Even if I got my promise in this way, it's ......"

I couldn't continue to be harsh because my mouth was gagged.

Charlotte's tongue stuck in, jerkily exploring.

At this time, I had been thinking about a question.

I just desperately shouted "Love you" to Charlotte! I love you to death! Is it because he was threatened to say this, or does he really like such a fierce Charlotte?

I can't give an answer, well, I don't have to think about it now, anyway, we're lovers from now on. I'm going to marry her in a few years, and do this and that, like everyone else my age.

It always feels like this life has suddenly come to an end......

Forget it, I don't want to think so much, let's kiss first, I also stuck out my tongue.

The carriage had arrived at the Arc de Triomphe.

Earlier, Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Heavenly Kingdom, one of your loyal warriors has fallen, don't read it.

……………………

It's already early afternoon.

The evening sun pours from the windowsill onto the wooden floor, creating a variety of mysterious patterns.

I looked at Charlotte lying on my bed and sighed softly.

"I just said don't make such a fuss, now it's okay, it's cold, right?"

After walking outside for so long in this weather, and making such a big movement, I deserve to catch a cold.

"It's okay, I'm fine......" Charlotte, who was a little red from the cold, replied in a coquettish voice, and since today's episode, the smile on her face seemed to be indelible, "Charles, I love you too......"

I couldn't help but put my hand on my forehead.

"Okay, you can rest first, and I'll bring you dinner later."

"No, don't." Charlotte immediately rejected my offer, "Charles. Come to the bedside, I want you to be next to me......"

I hesitated for a moment, but finally listened to her words - no matter how I said it, it was also a new girlfriend. You can't start with everything in the opposite direction.

As soon as I sat down at the head of the bed, Charlotte leaned over and put her arms around my waist. "Charles, I love you too, we will be together forever......"

"Okay, okay, stay together." I said yes like a child, and then reached out and stroked one of her blonde hairs. "You can rest first, I'm sweating all over today, really!"

"It doesn't matter. I've said it all, I don't need to rest. Charlotte shook her head slightly, "As long as you're next to me, you can ......"

"Alright, alright......" I sighed as if resigned. Let Charlotte, who was all smiles, hug me.

"We've finally come to this day. Happy? After a moment of silence, Charlotte suddenly asked in a low voice.

"It's fun." There is no cure for my self-defeat.

"Yes, I'm happy too." Charlotte ignored the reluctance in my tone and whispered.

Then she got up softly, knelt on the bed, looked at me, and then reached out and hugged me tightly.

"We'll be together from now on. Then get married, and then have children. We'll be happy forever. Charles, right? There was a certainty in her tone, as if it didn't work.

"Yes."

"Great!" Charlotte let out a small cheer.

Then, I don't know who started to move first, but we kissed again.

To be honest, kissing like this is actually quite comfortable, no wonder couples in love are so knowledgeable, anyway, Charlotte and I are now a couple, right? It should be.

"Charles, I've liked you since I was a kid." After kissing again, Charlotte closed her eyes slightly, as if reminiscing about the past, "You know so many things, so smart......"

"Actually...... Actually, you probably really think highly of me......" I replied hesitantly, "Charlotte, I'm just an ordinary person. ”

"No, you're not." Charlotte replied categorically, "You are different from others, since you were a child, you liked completely different things from others, and you saw things completely differently from others. Sometimes I think, Charles, why are you different from everyone else? Charlotte's voice suddenly lowered as if it meant something else, "We are all people who live around you!" Sometimes I feel like you're looking at us as if you're looking at the museum's collections......"

I was silent.

Admittedly, Charlotte's instincts were right, and she really discovered the me that lurked beneath the surface.

Sometimes I do look at this era and its people with the same attitude as appreciating museum exhibits.

How could a time-traveler not have such a complex?

"Yes, you know a lot, but ...... But you live among us! Don't you feel like you have a part of this life? She hugged me tightly and muttered to herself. And, even so, I love you. Charles, tell me that you will always be by my side......"

Charlotte was wearing only thin underwear because she was lying in bed just now, and the buds on her chest pressed against my chest, giving me a wonderful touch.

This touch, and then there is not much room for thinking.

I was also told that Mademoiselle Charlotte de Treville, was a maiden who stayed by my side alive, watching me, and loving me, and not some piece of the museum.

She loves me.

"I will." Agitated, I blurted out and hugged her tightly. "I will."

The boy and the girl hugged each other tightly.

No one noticed the sight coming through the crack in the door. (To be continued......)

PS: Tanabata special production, I wish you all a happy holiday.

finally made up for the initial relationship between Sister Xia and Charles, how did the emotionally dull Charles be attacked by Sister Xia......

In addition, I originally wanted to add the first night, but then I thought about it, if I wrote H, it would be too much to destroy the atmosphere of pure love, so let's talk about it later, maybe the first time of pure and pure can only be lost in the long river of history......

In addition, Xie Lu Xie F-chan's reward, Aunt washed the railway~~~