[No fixed cp + female protagonist with low moral sense]
I wear confinement as a crown, but my heart sighs deeply for the wind of freedom.
——Soleil Le de Vivaldi
In the afternoon at the manor, sunlight penetrates the glass and casts mottled layers of color on the ground. Soleil was wearing a long satin dress and was resting lazily in a soft chair. Her long legs were crossed and she had a melancholy look. Her posture was natural and beautiful.
The doctor stood aside, holding a medical record folder, and said in a steady voice, "Ms. Solai, according to today's examination, there are abnormal fluctuations in your nervous system. If no intervention is performed, I'm afraid-"
"Doctor Leo, please pay attention to your words." Barret stood aside and said, "My lady has been wise and resolute since she was a child. She will never be in such a situation."
"Ms. Barrett, I understand your concerns, and I believe that I will not seek death. Miss Soleil's brain wave map clearly shows that her emotional threshold is far lower than normal. My treatment plan is very simple. When she leaves here, she needs to change to an environment more suitable for patients."
Barrett was about to retort.
"Ahem."
Solai's golden eyelashes cast a small shadow on her eyelids. She looked up at Barrett and said, "Maybe I need her advice, Barrett." The voice was soft and soft, and it really didn't sound like the tone you used to treat a subordinate.
Barrett's eyes glanced at the medical certificate handed over by the doctor, he hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Follow the arrangement of the young lady," she replied quietly.
Seeing her like this, Soleil raised a faint smile on his lips and made another request of his, "Don't arrange for anyone to protect me, Barrett."
There was no answer in the air.
Soleil stood up slowly, walked towards Barrett, brushed the green leaves that fell on her shoulders, put his face close to her ear, and said in a voice as soft as a gust of wind, "You should listen to me more, Barrett."
The doctor calmly took back the medical record folder, and his eyes briefly met Soleil's.
The sun was still shining brightly, and a subtle tension quietly filled the manor.
(The world view is that men and women are equal, and there are no pure and good people)
[The ignorant and dull puppy knight, the gentle and forbearing enemy, the ascetic and restrained bamboo horse, the cold and noble partner, the sunny and cheerful puppy...]
Intention: Clear the clouds and see the sun