It seems that soup is the key to re-entering the girl's room. Before that, any attempt to enter the girl's room or the master bedroom next to it would be stopped by young men.

Judging by his clothes, he should be a doctor.

The girl was ill and was so sick that she was bedridden and needed a long time under the care of a doctor.

"Have you noticed... the gardener said the noise was above his head, but right above the utility room, it wasn't the girl's room."

It was the master bedroom.

"Does this mean... the girl was tortured in the master bedroom?" Yu Jin tentatively guessed.

Ding He's response was a little vague: "I probably heard it wrong. The two rooms are very close together. It

's normal to hear it wrong."

The study is on the other side of the master bedroom. Unlike the two adjacent rooms, the door of the study was not locked.

After pushing open the study door, what caught my eye was the desk in front of the window. The window was not closed, the cold wind was pouring in from the window, and the curtains were rattling.

The rain had stopped at some point, and the moon, which was hidden behind the dark clouds, fainted in circles of faint golden light. In the faint moonlight, a small bird with a brown back and a white belly could be seen, standing on a book on a desk, combing its feathers.

"Is this... Nightingale?" Yu Jin asked hesitantly.

Nightingale didn't seem to be pleased. Seeing someone approaching, she flapped her wings and flew out of the house, not giving them a chance to catch them with brute force.

Yu Jin walked to the window and wanted to close the window, but found that the window was damaged and could not be closed easily.

Looking carefully, I realized that this is not a book, but a very thick book. The front of the book is full of excerpts, and the original author is marked. It can be seen that the excerpt is a person with delicate thoughts and rich emotions.

Turning it over, a postcard fell out of it. One side was a picture of a girl sitting by a rose bush. The girl's fingertips also had a brown-backed bird they had just seen, and the other side was a few. Sentence: I saw the story you wrote, it is beautiful, but it makes people feel sad. You are always so sentimental and so pitiful, I hope I can make you happy in the future.

Look at the handwriting, this is written by the girl's lover.

Only then did Yu Jin notice that there was a complete fairy tale hidden in the excerpt. The fairy tale is divided into several paragraphs, and the final source is labeled "Andersen's fairy tale", but it is obvious that the original author is not Andersen. It seems that the girl had to cover up in order to avoid someone's inspection.

When the fragments are combined, it is such a story:

At the end of the forest, there is a family. This family used to be an aristocrat, but because of some reasons, they had to move to such a remote place.

This family planted roses in the garden. When the prince was out hunting, he lost his way in the forest, but was attracted by the singing of the nightingale and walked to the rose garden. The roses in the garden had a beauty he had never seen in the palace, and the prince couldn't help but fall in love with this rose flower.

He saw a strange girl among the rose bushes. The maiden is not too beautiful, nor is it elegant and noble at all, but probably the flowers around her are too beautiful to confuse the prince's senses. The prince fell in love with the girl at first sight, left a token of his own, and swore to the girl that he would come to marry her.

The girl did not expect such a thing to happen to her, she was ecstatic, but at the same time extremely sad. She knew that by virtue of her background, she would never have had the opportunity to contact the prince.

Not long after, news came that the prince was holding a ball in the palace. The down-and-out noble family was excited and began to prepare the best skirts and jewelry for their daughters. But all this has nothing to do with the girl, because she is just a servant in this house.

The prince never thought that what he fell in love with was not a real noble girl.

The girl was not reconciled, and she quietly held out hope that the prince could remember her. But there was nothing she could do, she could only take care of the roses more seriously.

A nightingale landed on the rose flower and began to speak: "The roses you planted recently are not so pretty." The

girl had seen this nightingale, but she never knew it could speak, but the nightingale obviously looked down on her surprise: "What happened, why don't you plant roses properly. Roses are my inspiration. Without beautiful roses, I can't sing songs." The

girl apologized to Nightingale and expressed her distress. But Nightingale was very confident: "What does it matter? I'll give you the most beautiful dress and jewelry. Go to the prince's ball."

Nightingale knitted a skirt out of rose flowers and her own feathers, and made a carriage out of rose vines. Singing songs all the way, and the girl rushed to the dance scene.

The prince recognized the girl at a glance—or rather, the rose on the girl's body. The maiden and the prince spent a good night until midnight when the nightingale panicked and told the maiden that the magic was about to fail.

The girl could only leave in a hurry, only the rose petals were left in the prince's hands.

From the next day, the prince began to search the whole country for someone with such a rose flower. The nobles were ecstatic when they found out that this was the rose flower in their own home. But he was afraid that the girl would come out and disrupt his plan, so he locked the girl up.

When the prince found here, what he saw was the noble daughter standing among the rose bushes. There were only roses in his eyes, and he didn't pay any attention to who was beside the flowers.

The girl was very disappointed when she heard the voice outside. At this time, Nightingale appeared again.

"Oh, why are you locked up? I thought the prince would recognize you."

Seeing the girl's appearance was so pitiful, Nightingale couldn't bear it, and decided to help her for the last time: "This is the last time, it's important for me. Inspiration." The

rose flower was protected by the prince's guards, and the nightingale could only grab a bare branch on the ground and stand in front of the girl's window.

It thrust the thorn into its own chest and began to sing. This is its newly composed tune, which is more mournful and moving than any previous tune.

Blood flowed from Nightingale's chest, and crimson flowers bloomed on the flower branches.

The nightingale's singing attracted the prince, and he found that the flowers nourished by the nightingale's blood were more beautiful than other flowers.

"Are you the owner of the rose flower?" The prince's eyes were full of love.

"Yes." The girl replied. She secretly hid Nightingale's body.

So the girl married the prince, became a princess, and lived an enviable life.

But only the girl knew that what the prince really loved was the rose flower.

This story, which combines several fairy tales, seems to be a story made up by the girl herself.

"He didn't understand this story." Yu Jin raised his head, the curvature of the corner of his lips was a little stiff, "When the girl wrote this story, she should have used herself as the prototype, and she was very worried about the future of this relationship."

"He Just like the prince in this story, he only saw the bright side of the girl. His promise was not made to the real girl, but to the girl in his imagination, so he even felt deceived."

And The girl, she knew that the other party didn't understand her meaning, and all she said was sweet, but she still chose to believe it.

Maybe he was not as reliable as this nightingale.

Yu Jin frowned. He had a strong dissatisfaction with the girl's lover.

Ding He lightly stroked his eyebrows, as if to soothe his emotions: "I won't."

"No matter what happens to you, I will definitely be by your side. No one can cross me to hurt you. ' His tone was solemn as if he were taking an oath. Yu Jin grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, the anger on his face had not completely dissipated, but his tone was serious: "I know, I believe in you."

He paused, then added: "Me too."

Ding He smiled and rolled his eyes: "I know too."

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