Holder Manor Secret

"Master, we have arrived."

The long journey seemed to have no end. The heavy rain blocked the progress of the carriage, and Edward and his party had to stop at an uncomfortable hotel.

"Don't stay here, go and clean yourself up."

Edward motioned for the newly appointed personal servant to step down. It turned out that the old butler fell ill before leaving, and the old butler asked his nephew to take his place temporarily.Apparently the young boy didn't have much experience, and the heavy rain soaked his trousers and shoes, leaving a pool of muddy water on the floor of the room.

"But……"

"No but." Edward emphasized his tone. The boy stood up straight and looked at him nervously.

He was so young, with brown eyes and freckles, like the fawns Edward had seen in the woods.No one will harm it until it grows strong limbs and vigorous antlers, runs fast in the forest, survives, and then reproduces.

The deer will have blue eyes.

"Go." Edward, exhausted, dismissed the boy.

The rain constantly hits the buildings, the land, the wailing birds and beasts and the passers-by. It is painful, cold and unbearable.Edward stood by the window, and the figures on the road were like ghosts in the rain, gradually approaching him and devouring him.

He suddenly felt a palpitation, subconsciously took a few steps back, and bumped into a chair that was scattered in the room.

"hiss……"

The chair was kicked over, Edward fell to one knee on the ground, the pain came from the calf, jumping, sharp pain.He endured it alone, as any grown gentleman would.

Vince.

He was almost about to read aloud, but he was silent after all, without a sound.

The figure outside the window disappeared, and they entered the only shelter, this old, ancient hotel, which would bring them warmth and food.

"what!!!"

At supper time a high female cry pierced the roof.Edward frowned and asked the servant: "What happened?"

The boy ran downstairs like a gust of wind, and soon came back at the same speed.

"Master, these are some British soldiers who returned from the battlefield." His face was flushed, and his tone was excited.

"Did they offend any lady?"

"No, no!" the boy replied quickly, "They were just sitting there eating, and a few of them were injured, so it looked a little scary..."

He explained awkwardly, "They didn't do anything, they were great heroes, the lady was too..."

"I see," interrupted Edward, "it's very rude to criticize a lady."

"...Yes, master." The boy felt aggrieved, but fortunately, his uncle's teachings to him before he left finally worked, reminding him of his responsibilities, "Do you want to eat in the room? I will prepare it."

Edward laughed a little.

"No need, I'm not a weak lady," said the gentleman gently, "and, don't you really want to talk to the soldiers?"

The boy smiled shyly.

The dining area of ​​the hotel, like everything else in it, is old and almost dilapidated.Almost all the men present, regardless of whether they were expensively dressed or shabby, the rain forced them to be in the same situation, eating food from the same pot.As soon as Edward came in, he saw the group of soldiers. They occupied half of the hall, eating quietly and quickly.

There is no doubt that they are warriors who have really been on the battlefield.Those scars appear on their bare faces, on their necks, on their arms, on their presence or absence of limbs.Edward felt a solemnity, which was heavy and sad.

He hesitated, wondering if he should go forward and say something, praise would be too frivolous, and turning a blind eye would be indifferent.In his hesitation, the soldiers had finished their dinner.They stood up silently, and in this thick dark color, only the different hair colors could bring some brilliance.Those red, brown, and golden hair flickered in the candlelight, and the golden hair shone so much that it almost made people cry.

Edward suddenly had his tongue taken away by the cat.

He opened his mouth blankly and made a weak and inaudible sound.At that moment, he forgot the man's name, and the pronunciation that was always lingering on the tip of his tongue.

The soldiers passed Edward in silence, and the man passed Edward.There was nothing in those blue eyes, which seemed to be eternally affectionate, like broken jewels, devoid of beauty and value.

Ed could smell the trees and the rain, a cold, decaying smell.He grabbed the man subconsciously, and then everyone stopped, they stared at him with silent eyes.

"...Lord, master..."

The young manservant yelled hurriedly in a low voice.Edward couldn't hear.He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but also seemed to have no strength at all. He just grabbed the man's arm, opened and closed his lips, and made an inexplicable subtle air sound.

I beg you.

Stop the ever-hurry pace, stop the never-ending chase, and look at me again with your eyes in this dilapidated, decayed, narrow dwelling.

I beg you.

My flesh and blood, my soul, all the good, shiny, and memorable things in my life.

Give me.

Give me.

Edward held the young soldier, and time stood still, almost.But the soldier quickly withdrew his arm, and his eyes fell on the muddy ground, on the cracked table top, on the mottled wall, on all possible objects .

Edward stared at him blankly.

The soldiers continued to move forward, according to the established route, forward.Their steps were so heavy and unified that the ground almost trembled.

He was much more determined than when he left last time.

I can't lose him twice, just like a man can't be killed twice.

Edward thought vaguely, the violent emotional fluctuations made him dizzy and made him palpitate.He subconsciously chased after him, just like he had done countless times in his dreams, caught up with him, kept him, and then kissed him, thousands of times, thousands of times.

"Owner!"

Just before losing consciousness, Edward heard the manservant screaming in panic.

Snowing

The heavy snow all over the sky is warm and soft, more delicate than the cotton in the manor.He jumped off the ledge and fell into the snow unhurt.The blonde lover stood in front of him, the snow covered his face, but he watched him, through the snow, through the darkness, watching him.

He knelt down at his beloved's feet and grabbed the hem of his clothes that swept across his face.At that moment he abandoned his family, his estate, responsibility, identity and even dignity.He wasn't Brooke anymore, he wasn't an elder, he wasn't even a gentleman anymore.He is the offspring of Eve who ate the forbidden fruit, and he is a naked and humble human being.

"I atone for you."

He buried his face in his lover's heavy robes.

"I have committed blind and dirty sins, and told lies to hide from the world. I am ignorant, stupid, stupid and arrogant! Hell is for me, and the dead whisper in my ear, lest I don't know where to go."

"Why did you show up..."

Tears kept gushing out and melted into the soft robe.They are tenderly received.

"You are the mouth that blows out the candles in the dark, bringing me intoxicating dreams! You deceive me, tease me, bring me the most absurd drama in the world, make me sleepy and become the protagonist, no matter what. Curiously in love with you."

"Let's go."

"Go to India, go to the East, go to some far-off unknown place. We'll have a little house with a fire burning in the hearth in winter."

Let's go, leave everything, everything!

PLEASE.

I regret.

When I close the window, when you turn around.

When I fasten your collar and push you to the window.

When I say no.

I regret.

The soft robe disappeared in Edward's hands, and everything disappeared, only the overwhelming whiteness, which wrapped Edward like a cocoon wrapped in a chrysalis.

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