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Tang Feiliu just woke up, and before he had time to feel lost, he heard Evans outside asking respectfully, "Mr. Lance, are you awake?"

"Is it Evans?" Tang Feiliu asked blankly, "Are you outside?"

Evans opened the door and walked in, followed by a maid carrying a handkerchief and a silver basin.Looking around, it seemed that the layout inside was still a familiar scene, and since Edward lived with him, he never allowed anyone to step into their room again, Tang Feiliu suddenly said suspiciously: "Evans, this what's going on?"

Evans, who wiped Tang Feiliu's face gently with downcast eyes, said softly, "Your Excellency left the castle overnight before dawn today. It seems that Prince Charlie is rushing to the palace."

"What?!" Tang Feiliu sat up in shock, and then suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked down at his skin exposed outside his pajamas, which was covered with bruises from sucking. Tang Feiliu thought about what happened yesterday , moved his butt/butt nervously, then took a breath of relief, patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, fortunately."

Fortunately, I didn't make it to the end. Although the root of my thigh was a little hot, obviously the skin might be worn out, and there were still some bruises from being bitten too hard, but at least there was no real risk of fever or injury.

Tang Feiliu thought about last night, Edward's slightly drunk expression and what he did afterwards, and his expression suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

What happened yesterday, everything in the dream... Tang Feiliu's mind was in a mess at the moment. He tried his best to clear his thoughts and asked Evans, "Did the Duke say when he will be back?"

"I said I would definitely come back before your birthday." Evans answered Tang Feiliu earnestly, and washed his face quickly. The morning clothes he was about to change into were already placed beside the bed. Tang Feiliu hurriedly said , "I'll take a bath first, you go down first."

Evans nodded, and quietly took the maid out. Tang Feiliu got off the bed and walked towards the mirror. In the mirror, the boy with blond hair and blue eyes wearing lace pajamas had a thin and fragile youthful look, but that was just A first feeling, in fact, Tang Feiliu has grown a lot in the past year of abundant nutrition, but probably because his eyes are too pure, it always gives people the illusion of being young.

At this moment, Tang Feiliu looked at himself in the mirror, at those mottled hickey marks... even on the back of his feet... Tang Feiliu's whole body seemed to be licked and bitten by some large animal, and then Reluctantly let go again, Tang Feiliu recalled the Duke's murmured "You are not allowed to go" last night, as well as those obsessive obsessions, restless desire to destroy and frenzy...

Only now did Tang Feiliu vaguely understand the root cause of everything.

Why did the duke fall in love with him so quickly when he first saw him; why did he have such a familiar feeling for the duke...and, the knot in the duke's heart.

Tang Feiliu took a deep breath, and said to himself in the mirror, "Lance... what do you do?"

Tang Feiliu didn't know.

Because at this time he discovered that he has always had a sense of alienation and uneasiness towards the world. He is not so cautious in everything he does, and everything he does is chic and sincere, not only because of his personality, but also because of Tang Feiliu's heart. In the depths, he has always felt that he does not really belong here. He can settle down here and do many things here, but he does not have a sense of belonging that truly belongs to this era, and he does not have such a solid source of worry and struggle.

This is also one of the reasons why Edward has always had hidden worries in his heart. Although Tang Feiliu didn't realize it himself, it is obvious that the Duke is a good player at observing words and expressions, but Edward has always been a repressed person. He is not very good at expressing, and according to Tang Feiliu's current complete memory …At that time, Edward in the tower was obviously on the verge of mental breakdown. At that time, Edward’s eyes and demeanor had a kind of crazy and stubborn expression. At first glance, he was different from normal people. Also, if he was in the tower since childhood Growing up, even with the help of the housekeeper Dave and the instruction of Josephine, Edward did not really suffer from hunger and bitter cold, but the coldness and loneliness in his heart cannot be filled by food, and I don’t know what happened to Edward later. , will become as normal as it is now.

No, maybe Edward is still the same Edward, his heart is still on the tower...

Tang Feiliu was thinking aimlessly. After Evans left, he didn't take a bath. He put on his morning clothes, opened the door, and walked all the way deep into the castle.

The route was the same as in memory, even after rectification, it could not eliminate the cold and cold atmosphere in the depths of the castle. Evans did not make a sound, but followed Tang Feiliu loyally. Obviously, when the Duke left in his busy schedule, he was very concerned about this A loyal servant gave the order to die.

"Don't come in." Tang Feiliu said softly until he walked up the revolving tower stairs and reached the tower where Edward was imprisoned.

"Follow your will, Your Excellency." Evans replied seriously, with sadness and a touch of fear in his eyes, obviously he knew something about this place and didn't like it that much, he looked at little Lance worriedly, couldn't help it Zhu presumptuously said, "Your Excellency the Duke may... Forget it, little Lance, I will always wait for you outside."

Evans obviously wanted to remind him that this is Edward's most private private place, but after only half a sentence, Evans understood that if anyone could really enter this place, it must be only Tang Feiliu, so he stopped advised.

Tang Feiliu smiled at him, indicating that he was fine, and then pushed open the door.

Just like in the dream, the door makes a rough and harsh sound, and then slowly opens... The furnishings inside are still exactly the same as in the dream, the bed, the cabinet, and the small wooden bucket hidden in the corner for defecation... Other than that, the eyes are overwhelming of the Son.

Looking at this dark and closed room, Tang Feiliu imagined that if he grew up in this place like a captive beast...it is impossible for him to behave like an ordinary person like Edward. Tang Feiliu sat on the small bed for a while Hey, he opened the cabinet door and took a look. It was the same as in his dream, and there were some clothes stacked there, all of which were very worn out, with a sense of old times cramped.

Tang Feiliu opened the bedside table, and he saw the familiar tin box. He opened the tin box, and there were a few messy biscuits inside... All these meaningful things had never moved, as if someone wanted to return to the box at any time. Here, lock yourself up and continue to die alone here alone.

Tang Feiliu felt that everything in front of him was a little blurry, he felt some warm liquid slowly flowing out of his eyes, he put down the biscuit box, and opened the upper cabinet—there should be books or some other messy small things there. Things, the young devil once used them as toys for him to play with when he was young, and Tang Feiliu even remembered the appearance of those messy things.

But only this place changed. Tang Feiliu opened the cabinet, his eyes widened in fright - he saw a blood-stained whip.

The whip was made of unknown material, it was inlaid with silver thorns, and the bloodstains were old and new. Tang Feiliu picked up the whip, and it was very heavy in his hand. Tang Feiliu couldn't lift it completely. The handle of the whip was inlaid with leather. At the root is the familiar Duke's crest - a snake coiled on a thorn.

Only then did Tang Feiliu realize that some of the bloodstains were very new.

He thought of the neat clothes Edward always wore.

Once upon a time, Tang Feiliu thought it was Edward who was controlling him, but at this moment, Tang Feiliu had a very ominous premonition—how did Edward always warn himself to be patient?How did he face his ignorant provocations and provocations again and again?

Maybe Edward didn't do anything, not just because of his body, maybe in the deepest part of his heart, Edward was afraid of having him, just like he was afraid that the blond angel who appeared on the tower would be snatched away.

Tang Feiliu thought about all the details, those unnoticed memories played back again and again with the familiar scenes, Tang Feiliu turned to look at the various holy sons on the murals, and he suddenly understood a detail - the holy son preached by the temple It is blond hair and golden eyes, like the sun shining on the world, with majesty and light.

But on this high tower, all the Holy Sons have blue eyes, as pure blue as the clearest sky, so the majesty of the Holy Son has become clear and gentle, when people are stared at, they seem to be surrounded by the blue sky. wrapped.

Tang Feiliu covered his mouth, and blinked his blue eyes, which were exactly the same as those of the Holy Son, with transparent tears pouring down from the blue eyes.

But at this moment, the door opened, and outside was the gray-haired old butler Dave. He looked at Tang Feiliu and said softly: "... Your Excellency the Duke told me not to let you come over. "

"What's going on?" The information in Tang Feiliu's mind collided. He looked at Dave and said softly, "Grandpa Dave, what happened to Edward?"

Once, Tang Feiliu, like everyone else, thought that the Black Duke was born extraordinary, that he had no weaknesses, and that all his past was just a medal destined for his future glory... Even if he fell in love with Edward later, that unreal feeling of uneasiness made him feel unreal. Tang Feiliu deliberately did not explore Edward's past.

He is too optimistic about everything, he thinks those dark tower years are at most lonely, and Tang Feiliu is trying his best to contain his feeling of floating and uneasy that he does not belong to this era... The two of them are so close, they are attracted to each other and love each other , but above the soul, they are getting farther and farther apart.

Tang Feiliu has been trying his best not to think about which time and space he should belong to, where did the original little master Lance go, he occupied the body of this innocent person... He used anxious steps to repay this time and space, to solve hunger and cold , working hard to build water conservancy and speeding up his pace to find food... All this is not because he is a workaholic, but because he is restless.

He felt that he owed that young master, but he didn't dare to think deeply, because he didn't dare to die again, and didn't dare to let the darkness deprive him of his consciousness... That kind of feeling once was enough to make people feel lingering fear for many years.But Tang Feiliu's personality is relatively slender, so he substituted that feeling of guilt into this era. He is so busy, he dare not own anything... because he feels that he is not standing upright.

So Tang Feiliu didn't realize that Edward was also uneasy. Those dark years came back like nightmares in his dreams when the treasures he wanted appeared.

"...Your Excellency the Duke, when he was a child, it may have been more difficult than everyone heard." Dave looked at everything around him, and broke out a big news, "It was okay when Sister Susan was around, Susan After Mammy passed away, Edward started to have big problems..."

Susan was the nanny appointed by Edward's mother, Johanna, before her death, and because of her, Edward's childhood was fairly normal, because Susan was the only servant who dared to contradict the old duke, and the old duke didn't dare to do it——Susan She was Johanna's nanny and was also the nanny of Empress Josephine.

Such an identity gave Susan confidence, and Susan was under Josephine's order. She became the umbrella of young Edward. She was originally a devout believer. The old duke thought that Susan would hate this child, but Susan did not. Take off your cross and hide it.

When she was there, although Edward was on top of the tower, he could occasionally be hugged down to bask in the sun, and occasionally take a walk in the garden surrounded by the tower... But in a few years, when Edward was a little older, Susan died.

She was already too old. Although she was in good health, she was too guilty. She was too tired to be dragged between her beliefs and the children she really loved like grandchildren.

On a cold and windy winter day, the servants went to open the door for Sister Susan, only to find that she was holding a cross in her hand, and had slept peacefully forever.

It was a very cold day, and the servants spread the story.

Edward was the last to know about it.

"We don't know that before Susan died, His Excellency the Duke had secretly seen Susan confessing her sins to the priest..." When Dave said this, he sighed deeply and said, "Susan Let God pour all his anger on himself, in order to forgive little Ed's original sin."

"Then she died?" Tang Feiliu was already sad, but now he was about to burst into tears. He said, "It's not fair, Edward is not a sinner."

Then they were all silent for a moment. Aunt Susan was a devout believer. In fact, life was the most unfair to her. After the death of her eldest girl, the most worried child ran counter to her beliefs.

She was the original warmth in Edward's heart, and it was also one of the reasons for Edward's mental breakdown in the future.

Although Susan tried her best to avoid it, most of the stories she knew were related to religion, and most of them were stories about angel lovers. Aunt Susan would always say: "Everyone has their own guardian angel, but little love, You have to be a good person, otherwise the angel will fly away and no longer be by your side."

These stories warmed little Edward and made his dark eyes have the same innocence and hope as other children, but after Susan died, these stories became a nightmare tormenting little Edward—he was the son of the devil, There would be no guardian angel for him at all, he was born with a mother, be it his birth mother or his nursing nurse.

He was born in filth and filth, and when he came to the world, he would inevitably become a disaster.

At the same time, the children of the old duke, who was not suppressed by Susan, were curious at first, and later they regarded the dirty and filthy demons on the tower as a game, provoking the onlookers again and again, and were raised by Susan. The once cute and innocent Edward slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a dark and silent monster.

It is the first time for those cruel pasts to be told, and with the howling wind, after many years, it still makes one's bones chill slowly.

The author has something to say:

Thank you to those who irrigate the nutrient solution and throw landmines, everyone spent money.

The update time cannot be fixed for the time being, because the amount of manuscripts I have saved is not stable enough, and I am too busy at the end of the year.