Noble Villa [Whistling]

When Edgar awoke, the room was empty.He slept a long time and slept comfortably.The mind is clear, but empty.Edgar stood up and walked barefoot on the carpet alone.A rug from the East, very soft and warm.The fire burned quietly, with crackling sounds from time to time.

Open the door and go outside, Edgar used to go back very early and never saw this building at night.The moonlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, unexpectedly clearly reflecting everything in the room.The classic and elegant furniture looks a bit decadent.Edgar suddenly had a feeling that there seemed to be no living creatures here.

He felt cold and hugged his shoulders. He was too anxious to get down just now and didn't put on suitable clothes.But he didn't want to go up again, he couldn't explain why, he was frightened.He who used to be a ghost is not afraid of those things in the legend, what he is afraid of is the darkness, the loneliness without boundaries.It was as if the whole house was floating on an island with a dark, sticky swamp beneath it.People outside can't come in, and people inside can't get out.

For a moment, Edgar almost thought that everything was a dream.He was still the ghost floating in the air, helplessly watching his daughter being damaged and his family property being deprived of it.

His face slowly turned pale, no matter what, he couldn't sit still like this.Edgar casually took down a large coat from the hanger at the door, much bigger than his own, it should belong to Allah, he thought.

The villa was indeed deserted, and the front door was locked, and it was strange that Edgar could not find his way out anyway.The surrounding area was too quiet. If Edgar hadn't discovered that the back door was open, Edgar might have smashed down the beautiful French window next to him in a fit of anger.

Fortunately, it's not that bad, the back door leads to the garden.Edgar still couldn't get out from here. He began to regret that he didn't exercise more, otherwise he might be able to jump out of the wall in a flash.

Edgar was about to lose his patience during several searches, and the more he wandered aimlessly, the more he felt that he was going crazy.Involuntarily recalling that period of ghost life full of remorse.Every day is like a torture, only to find comfort in the moonlight.

Edgar felt that he might be suffering from some kind of disease. He was so scared that he lost his usual composure.He walked into the flower room, and the crystal clear glass gave him a little familiar feeling.Since the discovery of geography, the number of flowers that can be grown has suddenly increased.But many delicate and cherished flowers seem to grow only in a flower room. Mary also built one in her villa in London, but it is not a flower, it is just a fashion.

But here is different, all kinds of flowers are beyond Edgar's expectation.It was deep, even with tall tropical trees, whose large leaves obscured the light.Edgar found it unbelievable that such a beautiful conservatory could exist in a house without a mistress.After all, many ladies in London want to get the freshest flowers just to dress up their skirts.As long as the servants tidy up the flower room, it won't be too much trouble.

Edgar smelled a strange and wonderful fragrance, and followed the smell to find a lavender orchid.Edgar was familiar with orchids. When he was young, he saw this kind of flower in the mountains when he was hunting with his father, but it was a miracle that it could still bloom in the rainy weather like London.

"It must have cost a lot. No matter how many years you rely on nature, there will be no way to grow it here." Edgar murmured.Mr. Linton has now spotted several flower fields. In the past, it was not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also very expensive for them to pre-order directly from France.If you do these things in colonies, you will get more variety.

Edgar knelt down to observe, and he gently lifted the flower pot.Something fell down at the same time, and the sound was crisp.After staying in the quiet environment for too long, Edgar panicked a little.He held the flower pot firmly in his hand, without any objection, if the flower pot was broken, such a delicate flower would die immediately.

He looked at the ground, and there was a small shiny object on the dazzling white tiles.