Died at the age of 17

The dim light cast a fog-like deep and hazy light on the stone pavement.The carriage drove past the dim lights of thousands of households, and the ashen-faced women held their children in one hand and mended tattered clothes by candlelight.Men who had worked hard all day were drunk and swearing across the street.

This is Paris, this is Paris.Xia Musha couldn't tell whether she was lonely or desperate.He turned his head to look at Vulcan next to him, fortunately he was there.Vulcan's eyes were slightly closed, like the moon's luster has shrunk, there is a kind of clear and gentle beauty, the beauty is so unreal, just like moonlight.

The carriage crushed the light and shadow, and drove slowly on the street. They were getting closer and closer to the center of Paris.There are gorgeous and neat buildings on both sides of the street.It was almost late at night, and the banquet had just begun. The transparent glass panes were full of bright lights, and men and women were dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, hugging and dancing.

The carriage stopped in front of a villa in the center of Paris. The surroundings were brightly lit, but here was deathly silence.Neatly trimmed flowers and plants surround the house, but there is a sense of bleakness that cannot be concealed.

The old lamp flickered and turned on, illuminating the light gray stain on the crystal lamp.Xia Musha was stunned for a moment, and stopped at the door. He realized that this was the place where he used to live, and it was their old house in the center of Paris.It seems like nothing has changed here, and it seems like everything has changed.He caressed the old wooden handle lightly, and fell into the emotional vortex of joy and sadness.

A cat stretched its paws and walked over lightly on its toes. The moonlight shone on its bright golden fur, making it look soft and noble.It jumped up and jumped into Vulkan's arms, and Vulkan hugged it and stroked it gently.

Xia Musha exclaimed 'Nana' and walked forward, wanting to hug the cat in Vulkan's arms. Nana sensed the danger and swung her paws. Xia Musha couldn't dodge in time, and the sharp cat claws scratched long stretches on her face. bloodstains.He looked at the golden-yellow fur cat in surprise. When he was a child, he often woke up hugging the female cat named Nana. When he came home, Nana's small eyes were full of expectations, and then said Tongue gently licked his hand.Now the eyes of the cat in front of him are full of indifference and alienation.

Yes, probably I was confused.Xia Mousha's eyes darkened for a moment, she was in a trance, and almost fainted to the ground, a thin layer of water mist rose in his pupils.Nana was already five years old when he was born, and since he had been away from Paris for ten years, Nana should have died long ago.

Vulkan gently put the cat on the ground, and found a roll of gauze and disinfectant from the cabinet.He led Xia Musha across the hurdle that couldn't be crossed, sat on the sofa, and gently covered Xia Musha's face with gauze soaked in disinfectant, the warm and cool touch mixed with sharp pain stimulation Touching Xia Musha's nerves.Xia Musha suddenly woke up from the trance, staring blankly at Vulkan.

'do not move. Vulcan said softly, but the faintness swept across Xia Musha's heart like a tulle.His voice was as slow as water and he said, "It is Nana, but it is not the original Nana."I found it in the ruins, her mother was dead, and it was crying faintly beside its mother.Later I brought it back and named it Nana as well.Probably due to accidents and disasters, I am always overly wary of strangers, please forgive me. '

Xia Mousha's heart felt a sharp pain, and then there was a long-lasting pain. Since when did he become a stranger here, this is obviously his home.

But not anymore.

Vulkan stared into Chamusha's dim eyes, blue eyes that seemed to be able to see into the heart of a person.He seemed to have seen through what Xia Musha was thinking but he deliberately didn't say anything. The corners of his mouth naturally wanted to curl up, and then he stretched out his hand and gently patted Xia Musha's shoulder. "The story is too long, and it's not too early now." Yes, you should have a good sleep first, and I will talk to you when you wake up tomorrow. '

Xia Musha originally thought that he would have no sleep all night, but when the soft moonlight caressed his face gently through the gaps in the window lattice, and the gloomy and charming fragrance filled the air, he fell asleep and slept deeply.

Xia Musha woke up in the familiar quilt, groping the sheets blankly looking for her mother's figure.His mother came in his dream.He sat up and smiled self-deprecatingly. He thought he had forgotten it long ago, but now he was awakened in his childhood memories.He slept in his room and on the same bed that year.

That was when he was seven years old, and he often couldn't sleep, so he begged his mother to come to his room to sleep with him.Mom always hummed soft songs beside him, and then left quietly when he fell asleep.He often cried aloud when he woke up the next day and couldn't find his mother.He thought he had forgotten it long ago, but when he remembered it again, inexplicable tears filled his eyes.

Xia Musha pushed open the window, the sun outside the window had just risen, illuminating the resplendent street.Everything in front of me is so familiar yet so strange.The streets and houses outside have already changed their appearance.The heavy stench hit the nostrils, which was the sinful trace left by a night of luxury.

Everything here is still the same as when he left. The wall clock that Dad brought back from his trip to London is still hanging on the wall and ticking. The dream catcher made by my brother is still hanging on the bedside, and the wind blows the feathers gently. stand up.

The clothes he had come in were scattered around the bed, telling him that the dream was over.He sadly put on his clothes.For a moment, it seemed like a sea of ​​vicissitudes, and he saw through the vicissitudes of a hundred generations at a glance.At that time, when the sunlight shone through the prism in his eyes, there was a kind of flame rekindled. It was the flame in the boy's eyes, which would never go out.

He goes downstairs.There is still that painting in the hall, which was the portrait that my father invited a painter to paint for their family 15 years ago.The father is standing lovingly, standing behind the mother, the mother is sitting on the chair, smiling softly, the younger son Xia Musha is sitting on her lap, the eldest son Charlotte is standing at the front of the picture, he is naughty pulling The younger brother has curly long chestnut hair.Nothing has changed yet.

At this time, the door in the corner of the stairs opened suddenly, and an old man with white hair and messy clothes rushed out, hugged Xia Musha tightly, and shouted excitedly, "Young master, the young master is back." 'Xia Musha recognized the old man, he was their housekeeper.When he left Paris, the butler was only middle-aged, when he was young and strong, why did he age so quickly.

Vulkan came out from nowhere and stood behind Xia Musha and said in a low voice, "After you left, you didn't invite any more servants, leaving only this loyal old housekeeper.It's just that he didn't know what stimulated him to go crazy. When he was confused, he was more awake than when he was awake. '

The old butler also heard Vulcan's voice, his face flushed, and he shouted at Vulkan, 'Demon, you demon. ' Then he passed out and fell to the ground.

Vulkan turned a deaf ear, smiled and said to Xia Musha, "I kept him out of humanity. If you have any objections, I will send him to a nursing home." '

Xia Musha didn't doubt Vulcan's words at all, but secretly sighed that the old butler who brought him up had gone crazy.Xia Mousha shook her head, rushed up to support the old housekeeper, and followed Vulcan to help him onto the bed.Vulkan took out a medicine bottle from the cabinet, poured out a pill and fed it into the mouth of the old housekeeper.The label of the medicine was facing the palm of his hand, Vulkan's eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth curled up habitually.

If Xia Musha paid attention to the label, he would not be surprised.Because the medicine Vulcan fed to the butler was a powerful hypnotic for insomnia and had a calming effect, but long-term use would lead to mental disorders and drug addiction.

Vulcan said to Chamusha in a low voice, "You left Paris in a hurry, the government often raided, the servants were all gone, and the furniture and decorations were robbed or stolen and scattered around Paris."I spent a lot of effort, collected everywhere, and restored the original appearance of this home as much as possible. '

Xia Musha looked up at Vulkan gratefully.He didn't know what Vulcan could do in return for what he had done for him.

Vulcan interrupted Xia Musha, and said gently, "I prepared breakfast, and the taste may not be very good.But please eat a little and fill your belly. Xia Musha looked at Vulkan nervously, and Vulcan seemed to have noticed Xia Musha's doubts, "I learned it from being hungry when I was a child. '

There are crispy eggs fried on both sides on the bone china plate on the dining table, a few slices of baked crispy soft bread, and fresh milk is steaming.Xia Musha picked up the fork, and the golden yolk slowly flowed out from the burnt egg.He picked up the bread with the egg in it, took a bite, and the egg liquid filled his mouth.The bread was also toasted just right.

Xia Mousha turned her face to look at Vulcan.Vulcan was reading today's newspaper with his glasses. The silver glasses were inlaid with precious stones and carved with intricate patterns, and the lenses shone like thin ice.Xia Musha became even more curious. He couldn't figure out why this fairy who didn't eat fireworks could make such delicious food.

Xia Musha stared at Vulkan's blue eyes covered with thick fog, and asked softly, "What's the matter with your eyes?"

Vulcan raised his head to look at Xia Musha, smiled softly, then took off his glasses and pointed to his left eye covered with haze, "Are you talking about it?" The thick fog covered Vulkan's clear blue There was a slow flow in the left eye, and a gloomy and mysterious luster shone.That kind of luster seems to be able to seduce people's souls.Blue eyes like a siren sea, tempting travelers to be intoxicated, and then walk towards death with a smile and happiness.

Xia Mousha suddenly realized her presumptuousness and apologized in a low voice.Vulkan smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't seem angry. "The story is very long, do you want to hear it?" Vulkan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, this kind of just right smile carried a sense of temptation.

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