Noble Villa [Whistling]

Edgar had been agitated lately, though he tried to look his usual.But those who knew him well knew he was in a bad mood.

As his 15th birthday drew closer, Edgar knew he was about to make a decision.

Until now, he still clearly remembers how a dirty little girl broke into his life when he was 15 years old and turned everything upside down.Although it should be a painful memory, Edgar's memory has always been pure and beautiful feelings and sweetness.

Alla suddenly began to stay in Wharton for a long time, although he still couldn't be found, and he didn't know what he was doing.But Allah's stay still broke Edgar's peaceful life, not like a coincidence.Edgar has always known that Ala is a dangerous person, but he is still full of expectations for him.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and Edgar must return to Thrushcross Grange before Christmas.

I don't know why this year, but winter came very early.Edgar remained nocturnal for many days, undisturbed by any anomalies.Everyone is used to gathering in small villas. After all, the heating facilities here are much more complete, and there are free entertainment.Edgar may not be good at other things, but he is absolutely fine with housekeeping.

Not long after the ten o'clock bell struck.The first heavy snow of the year started to fall.The fluttering snowflakes covered everything, seeming to wash away all the sins in London.

"Butter, cheese, red wine, and a burning closet, but why do you still feel that something is missing?" Locke sat on a chair surrounded by blankets, holding a fork and said inexplicably.

"What you have now is much better than Little Red Riding Hood, and the paradise she imagined is nothing more than this." Bolton said while eating the steak.

"This is no longer the era of Little Red Riding Hood. A girl like her will be taken away within an hour if she walks on the street alone." Roy said meaningfully.

"What happened recently?" Edgar asked puzzled.

"The girls who enter the city every day will disappear inexplicably, and within a few days, they will appear on the street." Roy explained.

"Sorry, I probably still don't understand." Edgar seldom walked out of the campus, firstly because of his parents' warnings, and secondly mainly because of his laziness.

"It's a pure virgin who was turned into a slutty woman." A figure walked in quietly and said.

"Ala, we agreed that you will knock on the door." Edgar complained dissatisfied.The place where he was standing was originally with his back to the door, but when Allah walked in, there was no sound at all.

"I wanted to knock on the door, but the snow is so heavy, I think I will be frozen into an ice sculpture when you come to open the door." Ala patted the snowflakes on the woolen coat.

"Would you like to have a glass of wine to warm up first?" Roy stood up and asked.

"Of course." Ala looked at Roy with satisfaction and said.

Bolton didn't seem to want to see Allah, and he wasn't even afraid of the heavy snow, obviously he was the one who was most afraid of the cold.As soon as he stood up, Roy offered to get the drink, but it was ineffective to stop him. Bolton didn't want to go back alone, so he sat back in his seat embarrassingly.

"It seems that you have a good life when I'm not around." Ala walked to the table, and Locke actively gave up his throne.After all, he has the most and most abundant food, and there is a warm fireplace beside him.

"It would be perfect if we could add some music." Ara sat down to comment unceremoniously.

"Yes, I always felt that something was missing. Senior Ala, we really have a good understanding." Locke said with a suddenly realized expression.

"There's a piano in that corner." Allah said, looking like Edgar said, "You will."

"To be honest, we once met today." Edgar waved his hand helplessly, "I have forgotten all about it now."

Edgar didn't lie, as a nobleman, he started practicing these lessons at a very young age.But he'd always hated the mess, so once his parents died, he never touched it again.

"The Linton family is very talented in art, so I'm looking forward to it. Let's get started, Edgar." Ala said indifferently.