The Magician of Clow

Chapter 645 Leather Boots, Gothic Skirt and Steam Train

Chapter 645 Leather Boots, Gothic Skirt and Steam Train
Walking through the small towns in Italy 100 years ago, through the crowds, through the streets,
Seeing the scenes in front of me that people can smell the smell of time, the facilities on the street are very simple, and people speak words that Fangran can't understand, but their expressions are extremely vivid,
It made Fangran suddenly forget that he was not in the scene, but really returned to the world 100 years ago.

They used currency that Fangran had never seen before, and occasionally a carriage passed by on the cobbled road that he had only seen in old foreign movies.
The autumn sun is shining brightly and warmly. Different from the remoteness of the natural wilderness of Il, Delier is full of lively atmosphere of crowds.

Feeling a little novel, it was the first time for him to take a good look at foreign scenery,

After all, at that time in Oslo, his mind was full of other things, except for the sea of ​​lights that he glanced back at, he actually didn't look at anything.

But now, he has plenty of time until the end of a scene that doesn't know how long it will last.

Strolling on the streets of De Lier, watching the classical doors and windows being gently pushed open, and the passers-by wearing clothes of very different styles,
But compared to foreign countries that I don't know about at first, if I were in China, I should feel the difference in time more empathetically.
I don't know what those people who I know on that land are doing at this time?

Ha, but except for that lady, everyone else probably hasn't been born yet, right?
Thinking of these miraculous thoughts, Fangran, who was actually more curious about the land she lived in, suddenly felt that Ling, who was following her, seemed to slow down a step.
Then he trotted and followed.

"what happened?"

Fangran asked subconsciously, and when he turned his head, he saw that the girl beside him was looking away, and shook her head lightly without speaking. Fangran couldn't see the expression on her face clearly from this angle.

At the moment when he was a little puzzled, Fangran, who was about to continue walking, suddenly saw the glass window of a shop from the corner of his eye.
There was a pair of cowhide ankle boots that he had seen before.

The lower label has a price in ink,
50 Lire d'Argento.
If a piece of black bread is a penny, 50 lire silver coins is definitely a high price that most people in this town cannot afford.

That's it.
Fangran looked at the pair of cowhide short boots that were quite old-fashioned in his aesthetic point of view, as if he understood something, he continued to walk the girl on the streets of the town,
It wasn't until he turned an intersection that he suddenly stopped and said, as if he had forgotten something:
"Oh, by the way, Ling, wait for me for a while, and be right back!"

Fangran suddenly said something to the girl beside him, and then Ling, who was left in the same place for no reason, looked at him and ran away at a speed as if she had lost money, looking at him in a daze as if she was in a hurry look.

Turning around the street corner that Ling couldn't see, I returned to the previous street, and walked to the door of the well-decorated store. The moment I opened the door, the bell of this old store rang in my ears.

"Good morning, sir, what would you like?"

He opened his mouth as usual, but the boss behind the counter with two beards froze when he saw the first customer today, not expecting that the other party was a foreigner.

And seeing him walk in with a calm expression, the boss swallowed for some reason, feeling a sense of tension.

Glancing at the interior of the store, the lighting in the room of this era is not very good, all kinds of leather boots, gloves, and clothes with lace fabrics are hung on the hangers, and some sundries are placed on the counter inside.

In this undeveloped era, food is traded at open-air stalls, and even in such stores that ordinary people cannot come to, there are only a few commodities that can be sold at a marked price.

Turning his eyes back to the glass window with a lot of impurities, on the pair of small leather boots, the interface of Yewang appeared, and the words he wanted to say were converted through the function of Yewang. In this way, he was finally able to express himself.
It's like he knocked on the door of the town mayor's house forcefully last night.

Fangran took out a white card and a pen, wrote down the string of Italian letters, and pointed to the cowhide boots placed in the most conspicuous position,
Calmly put the card on the counter, the silent words seemed to be conveying powerful words for him.

'sell me those shoes'

Suddenly being left in place, seeing Fangran's figure running away, Ling froze in place, not knowing what he was going to do,
The figure of the girl was standing on the street of the small town of Delier. She looked at the pedestrians coming and going, pursed her lips and slowly retreated to the side of the street, raised her head and looked at the clear blue sky washed by autumn, a little dazed. ,

Then a pair of cowhide boots suddenly appeared hanging in the sky.

"Qiangqiang!"

An unknown voice cheered in her ears, and Ling, who was startled, opened her eyes wide and turned away from the wall in a panic. What she saw was Fangran, who was holding a pair of cowhide boots in one hand, walking flexibly from the roof. flipped down,
There are no ladders or walls to hold on to. For him, it is as simple as going to the forest to pick the fruit and getting down from the tree every time.

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Do you like it?"

Fangran, who was wearing a short boot in one hand, squatted in front of the girl, blinked and asked with a smile.

With wide eyes of light golden pupils, he looked at a pair of small and beautiful leather boots with thick heels and buckled belts in his hands.
Ling looked at it in disbelief when she saw it in the window just now, and it suddenly appeared in her hand at this moment!
She raised her head suddenly, the unbelievable expression on her pretty face could not be concealed, and what she saw was still the smiling face of the young man.

Why. Impossible.
It clearly costs 50 liras in silver!
"This is very expensive."

Ling bit her lip, she didn't dare to hold it anymore, but she didn't dare to put it down either, she was a little entangled, it was the first time she touched such a precious thing.

"do you like it?"

Fangran smiled and turned his head to look at her,
After hearing his words, the girl froze for a moment,

He lowered his head and hugged the pair of cowhide short boots into his bosom vigorously, and nodded inexplicably feeling the heat in his eyes,

"Um"

His eyes were red and his voice was choked up, as if the urge to cry from being grabbed by the collar last night was a little late.

On the street of Delier Town, the squatting young man looked at the girl holding the pair of cowhide short boots in front of him, smiled and said:
"Let's go, we still have to go to the tailor shop, and the next journey may take a long time."

In the old tailor shop, there are piles of various fabrics and a middle-aged woman wearing tailor clothes sitting behind the sewing machine. In the not-so-bright interior, there are several sets of finished clothes.

jingle
The moment the bell on the door rang, the hostess of the tailor shop welcomed her first customer of the day. She stood up anxiously, wiped the oil stains from the sewing machine on her hands, and just when she was about to say hello,

What I saw was a young man wearing a white shirt that she had never seen before. His neat and clean clothes even made the room brighter,

Leading a girl with a beautiful appearance and a slender figure wearing a pair of expensive-looking leather boots.

"Welcome"

She immediately stammered and said, watching the young man look around the room with some restraint and uneasiness, and after discovering the curtained compartment where she measures and changes clothes for female customers,

He bent down and spoke an incomprehensible language to the girl beside him.

"Ling, you go in first and wait."

A little puzzled why she came here to look at Fangran, Ling opened the curtain obediently and walked into the changing room.

After seeing the girl go in, the seamstress turned her eyes to look at Fangran, but suddenly found that at some point he had an extra skirt with black and white lace folds,
A blank card was handed to her.

'Put her on and I'll pay you'

Somewhat dazedly, he took the skirt from Fangran's hand. When the seamstress looked at the black and white skirt, she felt that she dared to swear to God.
She had never seen such exquisite and beautiful dresses even on those rich ladies who came to order clothes.

God, who designed such beautiful clothes! ?
Cautiously exclaiming and swallowing, she tiptoedly opened the curtain and walked into the changing room with her clothes in her arms, but she couldn't help but look at Fangran a few more times before going in.

Hearing the incomprehensible communication coming from the curtain, Fangran sat on the chair by the window and looked at the distant sky outside.
That's right, that's actually the gothic skirt he wore in his memory, and he made it with 【Create Brand】,

But it may be a little smaller than what Memory Ling wears.

With his wrists on the table and his cheeks propped up, Fangran slightly raised his neck and looked at the blue sky. A piece of golden sunlight was imprinted on his face, making him a little dazed.
Now, what's going on at the North Pole?
Although he knew that there was enough time, somewhere in his heart he was still a little uneasy and anxious.

no, no,
What I have to think about now is the things in front of me.

A rectangular card appeared in his hand. On the 【Fog Card】, a woman with her eyes closed, with her hands crossed on her chest, seemed to be praying for something.

【Symbol: Judging the situation and deciding the direction】

A symbol that is completely opposite to what it represents, as if telling itself something,
Fangran looked at the [Fog Card] for a while, and then he suddenly heard Ling's loud protest coming from the curtain!

His eyes were cold and lowered for a moment, and he stood up suddenly from the chair. Fangran's first reaction was that something unexpected happened. The moment he was about to take action,
What I saw was the seamstress being pushed out.

"Sorry, sir, this little girl doesn't seem to want me to give it to her"

I couldn't understand her explanation at all, ruled out the possibility of any accident, but Fangran, who didn't know what was going on at all, opened the curtain with big strides,

Then what I saw was Ling in messy clothes, biting her lips and tightly hugging the cloth strips that were half scattered on her arms, shrinking in the corner like a kitten that refused to be touched,

On the exposed arm are all kinds of small scars.

It only took Fangran a moment to understand,
Why did Ling not untie the old cloth strips wrapped around her arms and legs even though she changed clothes at the mayor's house before?

It also made him understand why Ling in his memory was always wearing black stockings and gothic long sleeves that hid his hands.

He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and fell silent for a few seconds.

Then Fangran walked slowly in front of Ling, touched her head and said softly:
"It's okay, it's okay, I will always be by your side in the future. You don't have to do those hard things anymore, there will be no more such things,"

He took a deep breath to suppress the choked sobs in his throat, smiled softly at her but said very seriously:
"I promise."

The sky is gradually dimming, and the bright sun is ending in the sky,
The kerosene lamps in the small town of Delille lit up one by one in the station at the beginning of the twentieth century, gathered on the waiting platform,

It's a man in a black suit holding a newspaper, a family of three waiting on the seat with a suitcase, a businessman and a woman with hurried expressions,

And the drowsy old man in the hat at the ticket office.

Then the sound of footsteps sounded on the steps of the entrance. The thick heels that ordinary people could not wear made steady footsteps, making the men and women in the station subconsciously look over there.
What they saw was a gorgeous Gothic skirt in black and white, long sleeves with lace lace that hid his hands on his arms, and a pair of small leather boots under black stockings on his slender legs.

Light blond hair tied up behind her head, exquisite and beautiful girl who is admirably dressed like a doll,

She followed closely behind the foreign youth who had changed into a gentleman in this era and was wearing a double-breasted suit jacket.

The two figures are very different, but they stand together incomparably harmoniously.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The sound of steam neighing came from far and near, white smoke of steam came out of the thick black smokestacks, and the steel wheels dyed vermilion made a cheering sound of "bang bang bang bang bang" and slowly rushed into the platform.

It was born in the first industrial revolution when the creation of the internal combustion engine was not yet able to be promoted.

A tool called the steam train gave humans the means to travel to farther places.

The train stops, the doors open, and the doors of this journey to one of Italy's busiest cities open,
Wearing a luxurious skirt that is as unreal as a dream, some can't believe that the exquisite figure in the mirror is himself,

At this moment, there are finally some girls who fit Fangran's memory,

Looking at the 'steel monster' she had never seen before, she couldn't help but gently pinched the corner of the figure in front of her, and then she saw the young man carrying a suitcase,

Slightly lifted the brim of the black top hat and smiled softly at himself:
"Ready to go?"

The passing town, the moment the steam train neighing in the station, finally opened the curtain for the night
 asshole!Damn it, the hot bastard said I was short, read this chapter with 15 words!It's equivalent to two more (but I don't want to dismantle it). I'm obviously also a person with 20 points in Zhangzhang, and occasionally 15 points. You are slandering!And I suddenly heard that I still have chapters, uh, where did I record last time, I vaguely remember that it seems to be 14, forget it, don’t forget it, forget to record it before, and pay it again from now on , This chapter is four thousand for one change, I still owe [-] chapters, oh!I beg for praise, recommendation, monthly ticket, and your strong support. Only when it expands like this can Xianyu work harder to update (><)
  
 
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