On the day she went out to see the Thames, Miss Austin wore a skirt that could wrap around her knees and slender legs, a gray-blue hat, black leather gloves and boots, and she wore only

Revealing a section of white wrist.

Although the tone is London's usual heavy tone, this eldest lady obviously knows how to dress herself up - for example, inserting a few lilies as clear as moonlight and golden primroses on top of a wide-brimmed hat.

It jumped out immediately, taking on the bright flavor of spring.

The feeling of spring hangs on the treetops.

Quite unprovoked, when Kitahara and Feng saw each other's bright and moving face behind light makeup, this sentence suddenly came to mind.

At that time, he was looking at the water of the Thames, thinking about the butterfly that he had placed in the glass cover, and thinking that he must draw a picture for it as a commemoration when he had time, and then he saw Miss Jane in the projection of the glass.

shadow.

The other person didn't know when he had walked next to him, curiously looking at the place he was looking at. His pink eyes were like a flower carved from crystal in the sunlight, reflecting a gorgeous luster.

"What are you looking at?" She looked left and right, feeling that there was really nothing to look at here for so long, so she asked.

"Look at the water, the wind flowing in it, and the whales and birds in the sea."

Kitahara and Kaede turned their heads to look at the woman next to them, watching her curvy reddish-brown hair rising slightly in the wind, just like the hair of a mermaid floating in the waves, and her pair of slightly narrowed eyes that seemed to be perched in the sunlight.

Singing a siren's song, it presents the same clarity and curiosity as the sea.

So he smiled and did not say the last half of his sentence.

There are actually butterflies.

Butterflies that take off from the sea carrying foam, butterflies whose wings are revealed by the refraction of the sun in dreams, butterflies that land on human hair and feathers, build a dream light enough to fly between the interlaced transparent wings.

In Kitahara and Kaede's eyes, butterflies are souls that take off with the water vapor in London.

But the traveler knew that the other party didn't like this kind of bug, so he didn't say anything at all, just slightly bent his eyes, and then went to look at the sparkling water.

"Mysterious."

Austin tilted his head and glanced at him, obviously knowing that he still had something to say, but he was too lazy to ask, let alone pay attention to the answer to his whim question. He just leaned on the metal railing, his pink eyes looking straight.

Facing the skylight filtering through the endless city in the distance.

They boarded the ship from Westminster Pier and headed all the way east. What they saw happened to be the most wonderful scenery in London.

Modern art and classical art are intertwined, mixed with the white mist after the rain and the sweet fragrance of perfume in the air, bringing a soft flavor to the cold-toned city for no reason.

There are also people in the City of London.

Girls in London seem to like to put a flower when they go out. Their clothes are very light casual clothes, and they also wear silk scarves or plush scarves around their necks. They tie them loosely in a knot and throw them behind them when they run on the street.

It jumps and is as cute as a stuffed bunny.

Their figures bring up a fragrance mixed with water vapor, existing as the most vivid scenery in London.

The men were hurriedly walking to work in suits, carrying pizza boxes in one hand and sandwiches in the other, which seemed to be their breakfast and lunch during the day. Their expressions looked a little serious, but they were still seeing something on the street.

Will smile sometimes.

Maybe it's a seagull landing on the Thames River, maybe it's a passing wild cat jumping on the old wall, maybe it's a beautiful girl passing by in a hurry, maybe it's the white waves rising in the wide river.

The tail of a whale, maybe a shop on the street is playing your favorite song...

Kitahara and Feng looked at everything on the shore on the cruise ship that had not yet set off. They looked at each other and a white gull took off, and finally couldn't help but smile.

——There is also romance that you encounter by chance in the corners of London.

It’s just that it’s often uniquely romantic and restrained, just like the British

The unique humor of Chinese people is like a crow flying over London, with a kind of well-hidden pride and cunning.

"That's the Palace of Westminster - foreigners will also call this the Houses of Parliament. Anyway, it's just a place where a bunch of boring people hang out and quarrel. But the buildings inside are pretty good: the largest Gothic building complex in the world.

It’s very beautiful.”

Miss Jane Austen combed her reddish-brown hair with her fingers in the wind, and then pulled the brim of her hat. The bright flowers on it had a clear smell in the water vapor, as if they were about to gather crystal dew.

There was a proud smile in her pink eyes, looking up at the scenery in the distance, like a white-necked crane raising its neck gracefully, showing its own beautiful grace on the water.

Just like a truly conscientious tour guide, he introduces his city and hometown to travelers who have been to many countries and seen countless sights.

Beihara and Feng were listening to the stories, some of which he already knew, and asked a few questions cooperatively from time to time, making the young lady even more proud.

"Well, looking a little further northwest is the Elizabeth Tower. But we more often call it Big Ben, and you can hear its sound every hour. By the way, guess what it takes to adjust the speed of Big Ben

?”

"What?"

Beiyuan and Feng tilted their heads and asked curiously.

"It's a penny. A coin is 0.4 seconds slower."

Austin said slowly, deliberately pretending to be serious on his face, and just winked at the traveler: "After all, time is money."

Kitahara and Kaede were stunned by these words, and then they couldn't help laughing. They didn't know which point of laughter they hit, but Miss Austin, who had been observing him, raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"You are the first foreigner I have ever seen who understands British jokes."

The eldest lady mumbled a rare unconfident voice and looked at the traveler in front of her with a suspicious expression: "Have you heard this joke told by others somewhere?"

"Of course not."

Beihara and Feng raised their eyes and smiled slightly: "I just have a little understanding of British humor. After all, I have been in this country for half a year."

British humor is not the usual funny things that make people laugh, but often uses various word games to connect common sayings with the things being said, causing people who understand the joke to look at each other and achieve "understanding".

The effect of "heart smile".

For example, the adjustment of time by pennies and the fact that time is money are related, and the witticism of "it rains so much in Britain because the Queen has ruled for many years" is made using the exact same pronunciation of rain (rain) and reign (reign).

——Of course, the result of this word game is that people who don’t know this country have no idea what they are talking about, so that the public’s stereotype of British humor is a cold joke that is not funny at all.

So Jane Austen still didn't believe that a foreigner could understand the essence of British humor, but she gave up and continued asking after staring at Kitahara and Kaede for several seconds.

"Okay. After all, I have known Shakespeare for so long, so I should know a little bit about these things."

She said lazily, dragging her chin and looking at the buildings next to the cruise ship, as if looking at a flower carved from marble.

"That's Westminster Abbey."

Miss Jian turned her head, looked at a building opposite the parliament building, and suddenly said:

"Did you know? In fact, the graves of Mr. Newton, Mr. Darwin and several transcendental gentlemen are there. However, Mr. Faraday refused to be buried there because of his faith..."

"The Transcendent? Is anyone buried in the Bell Tower Attendant?"

Kitahara and Kaede looked at Westminster Abbey with some curiosity, and suddenly remembered some writers buried there in their previous lives.

"Ah, of course there are many, but there should have been more people...such as Shelley, Mr. Shelley."

Jane Austen looked at the church, blinked her pink eyes, and thought of the former church almost abruptly.

The members of the bell tower attendants murmured subconsciously.

She looked at the beautiful and elegant church, the slim and delicate Gothic spire, the solemn and steady Norman arches, and the flexible and bold details of the Renaissance, but she thought of Shelley's pair of general

They are silver eyes with a gentle color.

It seems to contain the love and dreams of people all over the world, as well as a softness and innocence that is so clear that it makes people feel that it should not exist in this terrible world.

She was only a teenager when Shelley was alive.

To her, the other person was like the gentlest elder, indulging her willful temper and leading her to do research: so she was also the one who was the most angry about Shelley's stubborn behavior.

Why keep trying to help others? The people who hurt and misunderstand you are the very people you keep trying to help.

Since they don't doubt your help and kindness, why do they take the initiative to tag you? Are those stupid civilians who are blindly following the public and don't even have any independent thoughts of their own really worthy of you?

Jane Austen felt it was not worth it at all.

Because of her position in the Clock Tower Attendant, she is very aware of the malicious intentions of people, especially those who have not received a true elite education - they are just a group of people holding a carrot in front, or pulling a whip from behind.

Sheep that can be driven. No amount of gratitude can last long in their hearts.

Those excessive kindness will actually make them uneasy or confused about their own position. Under the guidance of a caring person, they may even step over you mercilessly.

Really no mercy.

Thinking of this, Miss Austin almost couldn't help but want to sneer, but in the end she managed to calm down her emotions and showed a bright smile to the traveler as if nothing had happened.

"Although for some reasons, this church is unwilling to allow Mr. Shelley's grave to be buried here. But it doesn't matter, anyway, people like him are the ones closest to heaven no matter where they are. He is a real angel

Eh."

However, Kitahara and Feng were still aware of each other's complicated mood at that moment, and couldn't help but glance at this young lady who always seemed to be proud. They seemed to want to say something, but were interrupted by the other party before they could say anything.

"Why are you looking at me with such an expression? He is different from you. There is no one in this world who doesn't like Shelley, traveler."

Austin turned his head, seeming to notice Beihara and Feng's gaze. He glanced at each other alertly and arrogantly, held up his umbrella, covered his expression with the umbrella cover, let out a light cold snort, and asked.

The ship set off at this time.

The amethyst pendulum under the umbrella jingled as the ship started, and a sterling silver decorative chain hung down, depositing a silver-gray brilliance in the dim London sky.

The colorful and transparent shadow of the crystal fell on the board of the ship, trembling slightly, as if a girl from a dream had hurried past with her wet skirt, leaving only brilliant water marks.
To be continued...