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He actually wore a black ribbon in front of his eyes.

Gibran stopped in his footsteps, and a strange emotion arose spontaneously.

Yi Lian took off the blindfold, her face was very ugly: "I didn't allow you to enter."

Gibran let out an "oh" and pointed out with some horror: "What are you doing alone?"

Compared to Gibran's surprise, Yi Lian said calmly: "I'm just about to take a lunch break."

"..."

"What do you have to do with me?"

Gibran opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Mr. Yi Lian said first: "You En, you can go out now."

You En seemed to be frightened. He didn't regain control of his body until he obeyed the master's order, and walked out step by step.

Eun returned to the bottom of the cabin.

I haven't come back for many days, and it's still exactly the same as I remember.

The sea was much cooler at night, and the leftover wine left by the hosts at the dinner was divided among several servants.

You En didn't go up to join in the fun, but turned around and walked towards a corner.

"Isn't this the celebrity in front of Mr. Yi Lian's eyes?"

The quarters where the servants lived were always quiet.It's humid and uncomfortable here. No one wants to stay in this ghostly place. Only those who are sick and can't get out will stay here.

Mr. Yi Lian saved his life in this kind of place...

The speaker was a fat servant who was sick, and he looked very weak, and it was very difficult for him to speak.But he was still happy to see Yoon.

Eun was silent for a while.

The fat servant thought he was dumb and did not expect an answer from him.During the few days of illness, the fat servant hardly talked to anyone, which made him feel extremely lonely.Therefore, even if Youn couldn't give him an answer, he was willing to talk to him:

"God, you don't know, the servants are talking about you these days! Look at your shoes and clothes! This cool fabric must be very expensive. What have you done and repaired?" Is it a blessing that Lord Yi Lian fell in love with you?"

Eun didn't want to answer this question.

The fat servant muttered to himself: "Everyone's fate is different. In the past, everyone looked down on you, thinking that you were ordinary, unable to speak, and crippled! Ha! But in the end you ascended to heaven in one step, followed by others. The money man went to enjoy life.

"As for me, I have always felt that I am the most special person in the world. Now, I am going to die in such a ghostly place..."

While talking, the fat servant touched the festering place on his body, smiled wryly, and the desire to speak disappeared.

For a moment no one spoke.

After a long time, Eun said, "What's wrong with you?"

"..."

This was one of the few times You En spoke to people other than Yi Lian. He felt uncomfortable, but he had to continue.

"I'll give you all the money I've saved. Although it's not much, it should be able to cure your illness. But..."

The fat servant came to his senses: "But what?"

"You have to answer a few questions for me."

"You ask!"

"Mr. Yi Lian..." You En thought for a while before continuing: "Does he like someone?"

"..."

What is the problem?

The fat servant answered hesitantly: "Isn't everyone aware of this matter?"

"..."

Eun's face darkened.

"The person Mr. Yi Lian likes is a smart and noble woman."

Chapter 7 Chapter 2 [-].

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Mr. Yi Lian sat behind the table, judging from his expression, he was not very happy at the moment.

"I think you must have something very important to come to me."

His voice was always gentle, but today he deliberately spoke in a cold voice.

According to Gibran's understanding of a close friend, he knew that if he didn't find a legitimate reason, then Yi Lian would be very angry.

Although Gibran didn't know the reason for his anger...but now is not the time to think too much.Gibran cut to the chase:

"I personally ran to the post office at the pier to pick up that person's letter for you."

Hearing Gibran's words, Yi Lian's blue eyes brightened a lot, she stood up from the seat suddenly, and immediately wanted to go to Gibran's side.

But the moment Yi Lian stood up, he felt that his behavior was not very reserved, so he slowed down.

He said, "That's why I misunderstood you, I'm really sorry."

Gibran smiled playfully:

"You guy, you really forget your friends. I can't come to see you directly because of something, and 'that' sent you a letter, and you still say sorry to me! Is there any reason for this?"

It seems to be teasing, just not to hand over the letter to Yi Lian.

Mr. Yi Lian showed an anxious expression, his eyes full of longing.But he didn't beg for help, didn't speak, just stood in front of his friends.

Yi Lian had a pair of eye-catching eyes.His eyes seemed to be able to speak, no matter how indifferent he put on his face, those eyes were still pure and full of tenderness.When Yi Lian begged for something from others, no one would feel annoyed, they just wanted to grant his request.

Gibran spread his hands helplessly, and handed him the letter:

"Okay. I gotta say, I don't understand why you like to play these 'romantic tricks.' You and your sweetheart never meet, but exchange letters back and forth. What's the fun in that?"

Yi Lian calmly took the letter from his hand, but the hand that opened the letter was a little anxious.

While opening the letter, he said: "She doesn't want to see me, so I can't meet her."

About a few years ago, Yi Lian communicated with a mysterious pen pal by writing letters.

The pen pal was knowledgeable, natural, and obviously well educated.At first, Yi Lian didn't think there was anything special about this mysterious person, but just communicated with each other.I have been back and forth several times, and the pen pal's surprising knowledge reserve, elegant taste, and deep thinking about life almost make Yi Lian unbelievable.

He once wondered where this pen pal copied his philosophical thoughts, but he had never seen a similar point of view within the scope of Yi Lian's reading; he also suspected that the pen pal wanted something from him, but after so many years, The pen pal is not even willing to meet him, let alone mention any material contacts.

Their communications depended solely on letters.

Mr. Yi Lian has never seen such a special person.

Sometimes Yi Lian will encounter troublesome things, he is willing to write in his heart and confide in his pen pal, and the pen pal will reply to him quickly, and just a few words can make Yi Lian untangle her heart.

He once asked if it was possible to meet, and the pen pal said that he could satisfy it only by writing a letter.When you actually meet, if the other person doesn't match the impression in your mind, you can't even be a friend.

Yi Lian took it very seriously, and was afraid that something wrong with her would make her pen pal dislike her, so she kept silent about the meeting.During that time, he was even very anxious, always suspecting that his conditions were not good enough, so he dragged Gibran many times and asked him such scary questions as "would you like me if you were a girl?"

Yi Lian didn't even know the pen pal's name.But every time, that person would inscribe the word "Xiu" on the letter, the meaning of which was unknown.

The two of them were in constant contact, writing several times a week.

Sometimes Yi Lian has to carry out maritime trade, which can be as short as a few weeks and as long as half a year.Even at sea, Yi Lian wanted to receive letters from his pen pal, he knew that this kind of thing was basically impossible, but he didn't want to stop writing letters with Xio for such a long time.

So Yi Lian wrote down this distress in the letter.

Unexpectedly, Xio's letter was sent to him soon, and he wrote: "Mr. Yi Lian, no matter which sea area you are sailing in, you will eventually berth at the port. As long as you specify in the letter that you will I will send the letter to the post office closest to you with the dock and the berthing time."

"That's why I said, this lady you like is really mysterious!"

Gibran sat where Yi Lian was originally sitting, and poured black tea for himself leisurely: "We hire the fastest cruise ship, but your pen pal is even faster than us, and can deliver the letter to you a few days in advance. to the place."

Yi Lian also felt incredible.

Gibran continued: "If you want to tell me, if you search all the richest families in Europe, there is no lady who can do this kind of thing. What's more, is there any lady who can send letters to men all over the world regardless of the discipline of her father and brother?" The people on board said that you fell in love with a noble lady, what if she is not? Maybe she is just a educated woman from a poor family, or..."

It's not that Mr. Yi Lian never doubted the identity of his pen pal, but...

"None of these things matter."

Status, money, and status are all irrelevant.He only thought that it would be enough to receive a letter from "Hugh".

Gibran knew how pure his best friend felt for this pen pal he had never met before, so he snorted: "This time, in order to find out the details of this woman, I sent someone ahead of time to the pier where we are about to dock, in front of the post office. Watched for five days and found nothing. No one of suspicious identity dropped the letter in the mailbox. Be careful, lady!"

Mr. Yi Lian frowned: "Why do you do such a thing?"

"..."

"I don't want to meet that person."

"Aren't you curious at all?"

Yi Lian shook her head: "If two people meet, the relationship will weaken instead. I don't have confidence in who I am now, and I don't want to see each other until I become a better person."

"..." Gibran was silent for a moment, and said tactfully, "You can be a little more confident. But why do you like others? I always think that you are fair to everyone."

Compassionate people are attractive.But if there is too much compassion, it will appear ruthless.Feeling that everyone has good points, so they are kind to everyone - how can such a person have his own selfishness, find someone he likes and play the trick of unrequited love?

Yi Lian thought for a while.

He thought for a long time, but he was not distracted.He was thinking hard, frowning as if he, too, were confused.

After a while, Yi Lian said: "To be honest, I don't know how that person is different from others."

"It's just, I just feel that when I read the letter, I'm no longer alone, but I belong."

"It's as if...my heart and that person's hearts match each other, and we are intimate with each other."

You En walked in a daze, and kept recalling what the sick servant said to him in his mind.

Mr. Yi Lian has someone he likes, and that is a noble woman.I heard that the nobleman said during the chat that the woman's name was Diana.They were married, and after this voyage they were to be married.

They bought a large manor, and after they got married, they would move to the southern cities, and their sea trade would be interrupted.

Yoon can no longer be his servant either.

When You En walked in, Mr. Gibran had already gone back, leaving Yi Lian alone in the room.

Yi Lian sat behind the desk, and raised her head when she heard someone coming in.

The servant half-kneeled in front of him: "Mr. Yi Lian."

Yilian stood up.

Not long ago, Yi Lian asked someone to call You En back, saying that she had something to tell him.

Eun knew that the master didn't have anything to do by himself.

Yi Lian looked indifferent and paced the room slowly.

He seemed preoccupied, but not confused, obviously he knew what he was going to say.Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to say: "What I promised you to do today is really ridiculous in hindsight. You are a poor servant with little education. Even if you make such a request, there is nothing wrong with it. If you want to say something strange , I promised you this."