: Old memory

Chapter 993 Special Chapter Old Memory
The traditional hereditary aristocracy has declined, but the aristocratic class and upper class still existed in the second half of the 20th century. With those two wars and how many changes in the current situation,
In Europe a few decades ago, society developed in vigorous capital. The rule of the monarchy has long passed, and the social classes of the old era no longer exist.
noble.
Those who live in the castle and spend the luxury and upper class life under the service of many servants can really be called so in substance,
It seems that they have gradually become history in people's hearts.
But this does not mean that they are dead, even if the traditional hereditary aristocracy has fallen,
But the nobility, no, maybe it should be said that those who can be called nobility still exist.
The night is noisy and glitzy. It is not the Paris it is now, but there is still a little romance from the golden age. A convertible sports car that will be sold at a high price now passes through the old streets on the outskirts of the city.
The bright and intoxicating lights of the city shone the handsome profile faces of two young men in the car, making people know that they are the kind of upper class people just by scanning them.
"Is it a prom again, Mars, you really don't get bored..."
Sitting in the position of the co-pilot of this sports car, I don’t have to worry about the high-speed arm resting on the door lightly supporting my face. Even the casual behavior at this moment is full of grace.
The young man who had put on a black tuxedo sighed slightly when he looked at his congenial friend.
"Haha, trust me! Kolo, this dance party is definitely different from the previous ones."
Even after listening to him say two absolutes, the young man called Kolo no longer believes in his nonsense about this fascinating guy who relies on the skill of wandering flowers every time and takes different women back.
Although it's by the way...but it must be the boring development of being entangled by various women...
A very conspicuous sports car crosses the street and arrives at a manor near Paris.
Stopped by the fountain in front of the entrance of the ball tonight, and threw the key to the housekeeper. Mars straightened his bow tie and sighed helplessly at the friend next to him.
Ying is very handsome and has impeccable demeanor and demeanor. He was born of an ancient British nobleman, and has outstanding ability to grasp everything at his fingertips. What is more rare is the temperament that always feels beyond ordinary people.
But perhaps because this is too good and excellent condition, Mars always feels that his friend, some can't find the meaning of life...
So as a good friend, at least I want to help him get happiness.
"Don't worry, Koror, I definitely didn't lie to you this time. We are here tonight, but it's a formal occasion that can't be compared to the "party" before.
Passing the invitation letter to the waiter, while leading him into the ball venue, Mars confidently assured him.
"Oh...I am actually not interested in this kind of occasion...."
Already feeling the gazes of the young ladies who entered the hall together, Kolo almost gave up explaining to him that this is not a matter of formality.
"I know, I know, conservativeness, advocacy of tradition and liberalism coexist. Compared with the free and unrestrained view of love, you are the traditionally conservative group of British people, right?"
It can be regarded as a typical French man's romantic and romantic. He has long seen through his type of partner who is suitable for mutual respect and knowing each other. Mars chuckled and rejected the help of the waiter, passing his eyes when he opened the door of the prom with his own hands.
"Trust my eyes."
Believe in the eyes of Playboy...
He laughed softly as he thought about it, and walked forward behind him, and then in the splendor of the prom hall door opened, without any preparation or expectation,
He saw the love at first sight that made his life unforgettable.
She stood in the light of the ball,
The thin and straight snow-white back and the crimson dress are rounded into the center, and the flawless and elegant exquisite appearance makes all the lights lose their color.
Facing the flattery of everyone around him, the calm and beautiful eyes didn't fluctuate halfway, only the self-reliance and dignity engraved into the blood, the noble ones did not dare to step forward.
"Herschel Linhua, this is the name of her current identity and background. You can see it too. It is different from those women who are only obsessed with jewelry and dressing. They are the real nobles in this era. It is said that she still has the past. The blood of the French royal family,"
In the high-class dance party where guests gathered, Mars looked at the center of the hall surrounded by people, making him like a who even had no courage to speak up and said with emotion:
"To be honest, I have always thought that there is no girl in Europe that you can't catch up with, but this time even I am not sure."
"But I am optimistic about you!"
Seeing him patted his shoulder and encouraged himself to wink his eyebrows before continuing to amuse those beautiful ladies, Ko Luo chuckles a little dumbly.
Then he didn’t rush forward, just picked up a glass of champagne and looked at it occasionally, feeling the tranquility and elegance of the other’s beautiful figure.
And a certain trait like yourself.
He waited until the dance music began, the light in the hall was dim, and all the women who showed interest in dispersing, he slowly walked towards the figure, seeing his behavior, the other hesitating men in the ball sighed secretly. retreat.
And noticing him walking towards him, Herschel looked at him calmly,
"Nice ball, isn't it?"
There is no flattery, no flattery, and no other men's veiled eyes that disgust him. The young British gentleman in the tuxedo has an innocuous manner of etiquette and a gentle smile.
"But it looks like you are not here for the dance."
Without paying too much attention, Herschel's voice was clear and quiet, withdrawing his eyes.
It stands to reason that it shouldn't be the first conversation that will take place in the social arena. It seems that they have confirmed another level of identity for the other party. Both of them are watching the dance venue with a quiet expression.
"Originally, but I saw the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life, and I was probably willing to do everything for her before I found the meaning in life, so I was thinking about how to invite her to dance."
With a look in his eyes, upon hearing such a chuckle, he subconsciously thought it was the same rhetoric to himself as those people just now, Herschel heard his low voice opening:
"She is on your left."
left...?
Hearing that it was not him, he turned his gaze subconsciously, but his voice quietly reminded him, as if he did not want the other party to notice.
"Don't be so fast, she shouldn't like everyone staring at her or being disturbed by unrelated people."
Ornately decorated ball hall, slightly dim lighting, melodious waltz, people in evening dresses and suits.
"Slow down... turn around slowly, don't let her find out..."
At the moment when she turned her gaze at a slower speed, Herschel saw that a mirror that the waiter had just moved to make room for the dance floor passed by her left.
In the mirror is a noble and elegant figure in a crimson evening dress.
It turned out to be such a ‘tricky’, with a young and gorgeous face, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, Herschel turned his eyes to look at him.
"Before we enter the scene and become opponents,"
Euphemistic but not false, chuckle but not frivolous, his actions, words and deeds have respect and seriousness that regard this as a long-term love,
In the prom waltz of the old age, the young English gentleman in the tuxedo was meticulous and invited the women in the crimson dress to smile:
"Miss Herschel~EbookFREE.me~Can I be lucky enough to dance with you?"
Stable updates have been restored. I tried hard to sit in front of the computer and write more than 4,000 words a day to pay off my debts. I didn’t get anything good. After all, I’m still a salted fish who writes novels on interest, but the identity of the author is more or less letting I have had some responsibilities. When I can’t write it, I can write more to reward those book friends who are rewarding large sums. This is my best effort. After all, I actually hate debts. , I also hate the code word for working overtime. I didn’t want to revise the rules of rewards and changes a long time ago. It’s just that the last time Silver Meng was really bright, and the book friends in the group instigated, I said half of the leader’s addition. It’s an even more one, but in this case, as well as the update of this volume, I also understand. No matter how many authors of my update speed, it’s imaginary. I haven’t had the remaining Silver Meng and the two lord. After paying it back, no matter how hard you try, you will be required by the writer's standards that are updated every day. You feel like,'If you take so many days off, this is considered to be a debt payment? ', I was said to have a thick-skinned face, and I was said to be angry when I saw my debt repayment. Although the person who said it was not the leader of the reward, but in order to avoid myself thinking like this [So forget it, I am just an interested salt Fish, I will add the remaining 10 chapters under the condition of stable update, but the rule of adding two changes will not be adjusted in the future. Book friends who think that the purpose of adding more rewards should not be spent, thank you It’s a good idea to split the four thousand words into two and split it into two days and send it out for one day. I’ll post this in the book review area later (I really want to ask for leave and go out to play)]
(End of this chapter)