Agath

(two)

"Ymir, Ymir?" Mrs. Gund leaned against the door frame and waved to her son who was invisible in the garden. "Come here, the party is about to begin." She was wearing a red silk dress, which was well cut and perfectly framed her slender waist.Although he was over forty years old, the years didn't seem to have left any marks on Bestra Gund's body.She has long brown hair slightly curly, against her fair skin, she looks more like a delicate porcelain doll.Most importantly, her deep blue eyes seemed to reflect the sea of ​​stars, gentle and affectionate.

"Father, he hasn't come back yet." Ymir reluctantly walked over and stood still in front of his mother.

Mrs. Gund looked him up and down. It was obvious that the boy had inherited his mother's beauty.The brown curly hair hanging on his shoulders covered his delicate white neck, so that his Adam's apple was also covered in the shadow. Coupled with his thin limbs, he gave people an illusion of weakness at first glance.But what is different from his mother is that his eyes are sharp, with the unique sharpness of a teenager, and the unruly hidden behind.

"He's coming soon." Madam Gund sighed when her eyes moved to Ymir's bare feet. "Why do you never wear the shoes I bought for you? Is there anything special about the shoes your father bought?" Probably knowing that Ymir would not answer her question, she turned and entered the room.

Ymir followed Mrs. Gund into the living room where the banquet was going to be held.The usually deserted room was extraordinarily decorated, all kinds of sparkling little things covered the walls and chandeliers, dazzling people.A black tablecloth was spread on the long table that could accommodate more than a dozen people, and a white cake was placed on it.The servants at home were busy preparing for the dinner, but no one noticed Ymir standing here dirty.

It's like this again, every year is like this, pretending to be lively, and I always look like an outsider.

Ymir looked at the cake coldly, and the "Happy Birthday Ymir" written on it with red cream was particularly dazzling, as if mocking him.