The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

Xie Xuan'an has been trapped in this strange and luxurious room for a long time. Time seems to have stopped, imprisoning him in this invisible cage.

Day after day of treatment and recuperation finally made his frail body show some improvement. Now, he can barely support himself and stand up.

It was autumn in Moscow, the air was getting colder, but no snow had fallen. On this day, the warm sunlight shone through the narrow gaps in the curtains, like golden threads, onto the soft carpet in the room, forming bright spots of light.

Xie Xuan took a deep breath, held the edge of the bed tightly with both hands, and moved his legs to the edge of the bed very slowly. His forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and every movement seemed so heavy and difficult, but his eyes were firmly shining with an unyielding light.

Finally, his feet touched the ground, and at that moment, a long-lost sense of security surged into his heart like a tide.

He tried to stand up straight, but a severe dizziness suddenly hit him, forcing him to fall back onto the bed, gasping for breath as if he had just been through a fierce battle.

After taking a short rest, Xie Xuan'an mustered up his courage and stood up again.

He held on tightly to the bedpost, trying his best to steady his shaky body, and moved towards the window step by step with great difficulty.

Every step he took seemed like he was crossing an insurmountable chasm, but he gritted his teeth and persisted with his strong will.

When he finally managed to walk to the window, he supported himself on the windowsill with both hands, staring at the completely unfamiliar scenery outside the window, and his heart was suddenly filled with mixed feelings.

In the distance, the rolling mountains are majestic and magnificent, and at the foot of the mountains is a lush and verdant forest. Its vibrant state seems to hide endless mysteries and unknowns.

Xie Xuan'an gazed at the beautiful scenery for a long time, and an inexplicable and strong desire surged in his heart.

He desperately longed for freedom, and longed to leave this place that imprisoned him as soon as possible and return to that familiar and warm home.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open roughly, and the servant who had been responsible for taking care of him came in.

After the servant entered the room, he immediately communicated something quickly and urgently in Russian to the other people around him, his tone full of anxiety and uneasiness.

When he turned to face Xie Xuan'an, he said in his not-so-standard Mandarin: "Why did you stand up? This is not good."

Xie Xuan'an remained silent, just looking at him quietly, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

Xie Xuan continued to stand in front of the window, lost in deep thought, thinking about his current difficult situation.

Suddenly, he heard a noisy and chaotic voice coming from outside the door. He turned his head quickly and pressed his ear against the door, trying to hear what was being said outside.

But the servants spoke Russian, which he could not understand at all. Even if he racked his brains, he could not understand even a word.

Xie Xuan sat helplessly on the bed, flipping through the textbook he hadn't finished yet. The words in the book jumped before his eyes, but it was difficult for them to enter his troubled thoughts.

At this moment, the servant came in again, still speaking in unstandard Mandarin:

"Our master says you can go now. You can go out and take a walk in the little garden."

After saying that, he handed Xie Xuan a set of warm clothes, including leather jacket, leather coat, snow boots and woolen trousers.

Xie Xuan'an was surprised and delighted. He hurriedly put on the warm clothes and walked out of the room with a nervous and expectant mood.

He walked slowly down the stairs, one floor after another, each floor was decorated in an extremely luxurious manner.

He couldn't help but think to himself that this castle-like house was much more luxurious than the Stintels' multi-story villa.

Finally, under the guidance of the servant, he came to the small garden. The autumn sunshine gently fell on his body. Although it was a little chilly, he truly felt the long-lost freedom.

He walked slowly in the garden, looking around curiously.

Suddenly, he saw a man sitting on a stone platform, holding a pen in his hand, seemingly concentrating on drawing something.

Xie Xuan'an was a little hesitant and didn't dare to negotiate with the people here easily, but his inner curiosity drove him to approach slowly with a seemingly nonchalant look.

As autumn deepened in Moscow, Xie Xuan'an, like a fallen leaf, slowly stepped into the small garden that looked like a dreamland.

He was wearing a black leather jacket, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind. His shoulder-length hair fluttered in the breeze, but his steps were crooked and difficult. He had multiple injuries on his body, making it very difficult for him to move.

In the garden, the golden sunlight is like soft silk, slowly pouring into every corner.

Ginkgo leaves are like dancing yellow butterflies, slowly falling down, weaving a luxurious golden carpet for the earth. Red maple leaves are like burning torches, dancing in the wind, rustling, as if singing the ode to autumn.

In the center of the garden, a clear pond is like a mirror, and the calm water surface reflects the azure blue sky like a gem.

A few koi fish leisurely shuttled among the emerald green lotus leaves, occasionally jumping out of the water, creating layers of silky ripples, as if they were playing with the autumn day.

By the pond, clusters of chrysanthemums bloomed wantonly and brilliantly, white as snow, yellow as gold, pink as clouds, overflowing with fragrance, intoxicating the heart, the wisps of fragrance seem to penetrate deep into one's soul.

Sitting on the stone platform beside the pond was a handsome man named Andres Tano. He was wearing a light grey casual suit with a white shirt underneath and his collar slightly open, looking casual and elegant.

He has ink-black hair that flutters gently in the breeze, and every strand of hair sparkles with a mysterious luster. His green eyes are like deep lake water, clear and mysterious, as if hiding endless stories and gentle emotions.

His straight nose was as delicate as a sculpture, and his slightly upturned lips outlined a charming smile that seemed to dispel the chill of autumn.

At this moment, he was concentrating on depicting the beautiful scenery in front of him in a picture album. The brush in his hand danced lightly, and every stroke was full of profound interpretation and passionate pursuit of beauty.

Xie Xuan'an's difficult and crooked footsteps broke the silence. Andrestano raised his head with gentleness and curiosity in his eyes.

Seeing Xie Xuan'an staggering and injured, he couldn't help but frown and asked with concern.

"Friend, seeing your difficult steps, are you in any trouble?"

Xie Xuan'an's eyes were alert, and he responded a little awkwardly: "Nothing, I accidentally fell."

Andrestano put down the album in his hand, stood up and walked closer to Xie Xuan'an, saying: "It doesn't look like you fell accidentally. I see that it is very inconvenient for you to move. Why don't you sit down and rest for a while."

Xie Xuan'an hesitated for a moment, but nodded gently, "Thank you."

The two men walked to the stone bench and sat down together, and Andrestano sat upright.

"My name is Andres Stano, and I often come to this garden for inspiration. It feels a little special that you are here like this."

Xie Xuanan was silent for a moment, then simply said, "My name is Xie Xuanan, I'm just passing by."

Andrestano smiled and pointed to the album: "Look at this garden, isn't it beautiful like a fairyland? Maybe it can make you feel better."

Xie Xuanan said softly: "Well, it is very beautiful."

Just like that, the two chatted casually in this picturesque garden, accompanied by the autumn breeze.

Andrestano smiled and pointed at the koi in the pond, with a soft light in his eyes:

"Look at those koi fish, swimming carefree, as if all the difficulties in life can be dispelled by their ease."

Xie Xuan'an just nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Andrestano seemed to sense Xie Xuan'an's defensiveness, and then said: "Don't be too nervous, everyone can relax in this garden."

Xie Xuan remained silent, his brows slightly furrowed.

Andrestano nodded in understanding, still with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "It's okay. Everyone has things they don't want to talk about. Then let's not talk about this. How about I take you around the garden? Maybe it will make you feel better."

After hesitating for a moment, Xie Xuan nodded gently and said, "Okay."

The two got up and strolled along the path in the garden. The flowers on both sides of the path exuded charming fragrance, which intertwined together to form an intoxicating fragrance.

They came to a chrysanthemum bush, and Andrestano introduced it with great interest:

"Look, this is a white chrysanthemum, pure as snow, giving people a sense of tranquil beauty; that is a yellow chrysanthemum, brilliant as gold, full of vitality.

Each type of chrysanthemum has its own unique charm.”

Xie Xuan'an just listened quietly and responded occasionally.

Andrestano then suggested: "How about we draw a picture of this chrysanthemum bush together? Let's record this beautiful moment."

Xie Xuanan hesitated and said, "I'm not very good at it."

Andres Tano encouraged: "It doesn't matter. Painting is about expressing your inner feelings. You don't have to worry about whether the painting is good or not."

With Andrestano's repeated encouragement, Xie Xuan'an finally picked up the paintbrush.

Andrestano patiently instructed: "Look, the lines here can be softer, so that the gentle posture of the chrysanthemum can be better displayed.

Here, the color could be a little richer to highlight the beauty of the chrysanthemums.”

Xie Xuan'an tried to modify it according to his instructions, and gradually, a faint smile appeared on his face.

: "It seems to be better than before."