Personality V: I will save everything

The story after Chapter 570 (5)

"So what about the others? Grandma, I really want to know." Stellan widened his eyes and looked at his grandmother with curiosity, the expectation in his heart erupting like a volcano.

He was eager to know what would happen next, as if the characters in the story were standing in front of him, waiting for him to uncover their fate.

However, grandma smiled tenderly, gently touched Stellan's head, and said, "Dear, it's late. Can I talk to you tomorrow? You should go to bed now."

Stellan's mood suddenly fell to the bottom, his little mouth pouted slightly, his face full of reluctance.

He wanted to continue asking, but looking at his grandmother's kind smile and determined eyes, he knew that it would be useless no matter how much he acted coquettishly.

Although he felt a little disappointed, Stellan was an obedient child after all.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then he took his sister's hand and walked towards the bedroom together.

On the way to the bed, Stellan's mind continued to flash with unanswered questions.

He lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and tried to make himself fall asleep, but the plots of the stories kept playing in front of him like a movie.

Finally, with his grandmother's gentle lullaby, Stellan could no longer resist his sleepiness and slowly fell asleep, looking forward to his grandmother continuing to tell him the unfinished story tomorrow.

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In fact, there is no need to explain everything that happens later, right?

Everyone got what they wanted and could go home.

But what they decided to do afterwards was indeed a bit unexpected...

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The incident started when the reporter and the novelist met the painter while strolling on the street.

After several conversations, they finally learned what happened between the painter and the Ripper. The painter also complained to them about how strict the Ripper was when it came to painting.

Then the painter said he wanted to go to a watchmaker to buy a clock, which was quite popular recently. He asked the reporter and the novelist if they wanted to go, and of course they both agreed.

Then............

You probably have guessed what happened next.

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Just as the novelist was staring intently at the exquisite pocket watch in his hand, suddenly, a very familiar voice came from behind him.

This sudden sound was like a thunderclap, which made the novelist tremble all over and almost crushed the pocket watch!

His heart beat violently several times, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

The novelist turned his head slowly with some difficulty; his movements seemed a little stiff, as if there was a thick shackle around his neck.

When he finally saw the person standing behind him, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions.

It turned out that the person standing behind him was the mechanic.

At this moment, the mechanic seemed to have just noticed the existence of the novelist, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

The mechanic was just bored and was helping his father look after the shop, but he never expected that when he casually turned his head, he would see such a familiar face.

At this moment, reporters and painters who heard the noise came over. They looked at the scene in front of them curiously, with the same surprised expressions on their faces.

"Wow, what a coincidence!" the painter said with a smile, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

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After both parties reconciled their accounts, they were surprised to find that everyone's life trajectory had indeed changed.

The mechanic's father was still by his side, growing up with him. At the same time, the mechanic received an invitation from the hermit to be his apprentice.

(The prisoner's unfortunate child is also there.)

After the mechanic communicated with the prisoner, he found out that the prisoner's parents had also returned to him. He grew up with his parents, so naturally he was not so extreme.

However, the hermit still seems to be troubled by this, his disciple.

"No, wait a minute. If I remember correctly, didn't the hermit die because of the prisoner? How could he accept him?!"

The painter couldn't help but interrupt, and as a result he received a glare from the mechanic.

The painter was glared at by the mechanic and felt confused. Was he wrong? Wasn't that the consensus of all of them? Even the prisoner and the hermit themselves felt the same way.

However, in fact,

"The Hermit and the Prisoner simply forgot about the past because of the influence of the manor at that time. However, the fact is that the Prisoner and the Hermit had a quarrel at that time, which caused a short circuit and triggered the explosion.

The prisoner lost his memory and the hermit died, but the hermit told me that the prisoner was actually more affected by the explosion at that time. But have you ever considered why the prisoner survived but the hermit died?"

"......"

Need I say more about the rest?

Who here doesn’t understand?

It must be because the hermit used his body to protect the prisoner at the moment of the explosion.

Haha, see, this is the power of the English police. It was clearly a miracle that was protected at the scene at all costs, but they were slandered as murderers.

"And it is said that the hermit and the prisoner's father seem to be old friends."

This made it even more natural for the prisoner to once again become the hermit's student.

Although the hermit is still troubled by the prisoners.

(′-i_-｀)

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"What?!" The mechanic couldn't help laughing.

Because she really didn't expect that the Ripper would become the painter's teacher. Watching the painter paint every day almost made the painter suffer from a nervous breakdown.

"It's not funny at all. (‵∧′)"

God knows what a miserable life the painter has been going through at home these days.

Although from the perspective of painting skills, the Ripper can definitely be called impeccable.

But the problem is that his requirements for painting techniques are a bit too strict.

The painter now has to think about whether the Ripper will say anything about his work every time he puts pen to paper.

And what’s even worse is that he is the Ripper! The Ripper!!! The Ripper!!!

Although I already know that he is a completely "good kid" now and will not be influenced by "bad kids" anymore, I still feel scared instinctively when he hangs in front of me every day~(╥w╥`)

It’s just like there’s a knife hanging over your head all the time. Even though you know the chain holding the knife is locked and won’t come off even if you pull hard, you’re still scared (┯_┯).

"That's too miserable~" The mechanic patted the painter on the back sympathetically. This... was indeed a miserable life.

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Not long after, the mechanic's father came back, and the mechanic packed up and prepared to go out with the reporters.

"Have fun with your friends, honey."

That’s right, the mechanic’s father mistook the reporters for the mechanic’s friends.

In fact, the mechanic was having a headache because his daughter always stayed in the room doing some research. Although he supported his daughter in doing these things, a girl of this age should go out and make more friends.

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In fact, the mechanic originally refused to leave her father's watch shop and go elsewhere. With this time, she would rather study other things in the watch shop's warehouse.

But it wasn't until the reporter took out a poster from the bag she was carrying.

"Going right now!"

The poster read in black and white: [A flower shop run by Mr. Baker and his daughter. According to Mr. Baker, all the flowers in the shop were planted by his daughter herself.]

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After waking up, the factory director and the gardener found themselves in an apartment. In addition to a few ordinary clothes in the closet, there was also a letter on the table in the living room.

The factory director's debt has been paid off. Also, there is about 100,000 pounds in the bank account attached to this envelope. You want to use it to make a comeback, or put it in the bank to live on for the rest of your life? That's your choice. Goodbye (′▽｀)ノ

There was even a smiley face drawn on the end of the envelope.

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"So you decided to open a flower shop? ....Ah, thank you."

The reporter took the teacup handed over by the factory director, took a sip, and the fragrance of tea spread in his mouth, making him feel refreshed.

When “old friends” get together, it’s natural for them to sit down and have a good chat.

They sat around a small table with several pots of blooming flowers on it, emitting a faint fragrance.

The gardener enthusiastically introduced the various flowers in the flower shop to them, and even took some chamomile flowers grown in the shop and made them a cup of tea.

"Yes, because...I want to be a real gardener." She said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with her love for flower arrangement.

She had always loved flowers, their beauty and vitality.

She dreams of growing lots of beautiful flowers with her own hands so that people can feel the beauty of nature.

So, she resolutely chose to open a flower shop and become a real gardener.

In this small flower shop, she can give full play to her creativity and enthusiasm, and carefully care for each flower, allowing them to bloom with the most brilliant brilliance.

As for the factory director, he of course unconditionally supports his daughter's decision~

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"Well...I understand the logic, but can you please allow me to interrupt?"

The painter couldn't help but interject, mainly because... he really thought this was too weird...

You can forgive the painter for thinking so, but in fact, anyone who sees that thing will definitely find it very strange.

Because the gardener decorated this flower shop like a fairyland of flower fairies, with all kinds of colorful and gorgeous flowers competing with each other in splendor, which is beautiful beyond words.

However, in this sea of ​​colorful flowers, there is something out of place - the pot of daisies.

What the painter was referring to was the lonely pot of daisies.

Normally, flowers in flower shops are sold by the pot, which is nothing special.

However, all the other flowers bloomed so brilliantly, even those beautiful decorations made up of several bouquets of flowers exuded charming charm.

However, this pot of daisies looks unusually abrupt. It has only one single flower, standing alone in the pot, forming a sharp contrast with the lively scene around it.

Even at first glance, it is difficult to associate it with those beautiful flowers. Instead, you might mistakenly think it is a weed.

But the gardener did not understand what the painter meant. She just walked over, picked up the pot of daisies, and said,

"He's not for sale."