a dragon lives here

About four and ten minutes ago, my car broke down.

I just drove up the halfway up Longwei Mountain, when it suddenly made a weird noise, like a prehistoric monster hiccupping, and then just remained motionless.I tried everything I could think of, including talking to it, but the Volvo that had been with me for over a decade just left me.To make matters worse, there was no signal in this damn place. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, I decided to get out of the car and try my luck.

I put on my raincoat and found a flashlight in the trunk.This damn rain has the tendency to turn into a torrential rain. I have to find a shelter as soon as possible, and use their landline to contact the towing company. If I'm lucky, I might even get some hot tea.

I walked along the road for a while, and saw a man-made path leading to the mountain. The path was very neat and not covered with dead branches, and it seemed that people often walked it.I decided to go up the mountain along this road.

My name is Jessie Ritter, a writer who is not well-known. Recently, I am worried about lack of creative inspiration. This trip is just to relax. Maybe something interesting will happen and become the material for my next novel.

But it looks like the journey is coming to an end before it even begins.

After walking for about ten minutes, my vision suddenly widened, and I actually saw a castle.

Yes, I suddenly remembered, I have indeed heard that there is a castle on Longwei Mountain, which seems to have been built by an earl half a century ago, but I have not heard whether it is still inhabited now.

I walked to the garden gate in front of the castle. The beautifully patterned iron gate was already crumbling due to lack of maintenance, and the black paint peeled off to reveal spots of rust.I tried my best to look towards the castle gate, and I seemed to see a little faint light, which was a good sign.

So I started looking for something similar to a doorbell, and after searching for a long time, I decided to give up.Judging from the distance from the gate to the castle, even if I were the loudest person in the world, my shouts would probably not be heard by the people in the castle.

Despondent, I leaned against the door to catch my breath and nearly fell on my back—the door was open!

"What's going on?" I was still in shock, and was stunned for a while.It's a little odd.

Finally I decided to go in.Maybe I just need to apologize to the master later, maybe he won't mind at all?After all, the door was always open.Besides, I don't want to pass up such a good opportunity to be outside in the rain like a fool.

The green plants in the garden grow wantonly, weeds are waist high, the elaborately carved fountain stands there quietly, covered with vines, and the pool also reveals the mossy bottom.

"Well, things are getting weird enough now," I said to myself as I walked around a collapsed statue.

After walking for about 5 minutes, I arrived at the gate of the castle. It can be seen that the garden is really big. If it was in its heyday, it must be magnificent.It's a pity that it has become so dilapidated now, it seems that the current owner of the castle must be a slacker.

I took off my raincoat, ran my hands through my hair, and knocked three times on the door knocker.

"anyone there--"

A young voice came from far away inside the door: "Let me open the door, Alicia!" About five seconds later, the door opened.

A dark-haired teenager appeared behind the door.

"Hello." He smiled at me.

At this moment, I am wrapped in a soft blanket, holding hot tea in my hand, sitting by the fireplace to enjoy the fire, and the warm interior makes me feel much better.

The young man called himself "Kerry Lancaster" and was the owner of the castle. He graciously agreed to my request to shelter from the rain in the castle, and even invited me to have dinner and stay overnight. "The rain is getting heavier and heavier. The mountains are very dangerous at night. If you don't mind, please rest here for one night." Lancaster enthusiastically poured me a cup of hot black tea.

"Thank you, I don't know how to thank you, Mr. Lancaster." After taking a hot bath and changing into a soft bathrobe, I said gratefully to the castle owner.

"It's not enough to thank you, it's just that there are very few guests here, so it would be great if you could chat with me." He said.

"No problem at all."

When talking about me being a writer, he asked about my pseudonym. "You are Graylennox!" said Mr. Lancaster excitedly. "I have seen your "The Last Home" and it is wonderful!"

I was a little embarrassed, waved my hand and said, "Thank you for your compliment."

"I have always admired you!" Lancaster held out his hand, "We should get to know each other again, Mr. Rhett."

I held his hand flattered: "Thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Lancaster."

"Call me Carey, please," he said beseechingly. "It would be my dream to meet you! You don't have to be so polite."

A noble master of the castle worships such a low-level writer like me!I was a little dizzy now, so I quickly said, "Just call me Jesse."

"Okay, Jesse." Carey narrowed his eyes with a smile, showing his white teeth.

"I've been meaning to ask you a question." He said impatiently, his eyes sparkling. "What a coincidence!"

"Please." I made a gesture of willingness to oblige.

"Elsa...how did she end up?"

"Hmm..." I pretended to think about it, "This is the biggest secret in the book—"

Carey looked disappointed.

"——I can tell you that Elsa has found the lost continent." I smiled, and let him guess the rest.

"She found it?" Carey's eyes widened. "Great, she deserves it!"

"Thank you, Jesse." He smiled at me, showing his white teeth.

My mood has also become more cheerful. For a writer, it is really gratifying to have sincere readers who like your works.

"By the way, let me interject: How well-done do you like beef?" Carey asked suddenly.

"Seven mature." I was a little surprised by this sudden question.

"Can you accept beef bone sauce?"

"definitely no problem."

"This is Ellie's best sauce. It's delicious. You'll love it." Carey's smile was warm and friendly under the light of the fireplace, surrounded by classic furniture, silver candlesticks, and antique pendulum clocks. , huge oil paintings with golden frames...all gave me the illusion that I was talking with the noble little prince in the Middle Ages.

Maybe it's not an illusion?Maybe Carey is a little prince.

However, I am very puzzled. Except for Kaili, I have not seen anyone else until now. He even makes tea by himself. How can a distinguished castle owner not have a servant?

"Ellie is preparing dinner." Carey said suddenly, as if seeing through my doubts, "It used to be very lively here, but after Auston left, I didn't bother to take care of everything, and it became the decadent look I have now."

"It's really a pity." I nodded, and immediately had new doubts, "May I ask, who is Auston?"

"He's the one who built the castle," Carey replied.

"Is he the count?"

"Count? Ah... yes, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me, he is indeed a count." He blinked mischievously.

But according to the legend, the earl should have passed away more than 20 years ago, and Carey looked at most 16 years old, and would never be more than [-] years old. It stands to reason that the time between the two of them was almost zero.

So I asked cautiously: "But you look very young, and the Earl left more than 20 years ago."

"More than 20 years ago?" Carey was stunned for a moment. "Oh...has it been that long? I have no concept of the passage of time. Anyway, I am much, much older than you imagine." He specially used Two "a lot".

"So I am very familiar with Auston, very familiar." He said with a smile, his eyes seemed to show nostalgia.

I instinctively disbelieve his words, especially "much, much bigger".But why should he lie, to tease a passer-by?His sincere golden-brown eyes made it impossible to doubt.

I feel like I've touched the secret hem of the skirt.

"Then what is your relationship to the count?" I asked.

"I can tell you his last name is Lancaster," said Carey briskly. "Guess what?"

Same last name, I think.

"Is he your grandfather?"

Carey's eyes widened, and he laughed out loud as if hearing a shocking joke.

"Grandfather? Hahahaha... If Auston is still here, he will be so angry that he will kick you out!"

Embarrassed, I knew I was wrong, and very wrong.

After laughing for a while, Carey calmed himself down, "I'm so sorry, Jesse, but you see, I haven't been this happy for a long time." The boy cleared his throat and said slowly, "I'll tell the truth You, Auston Lancaster, are my love."

"Auston Lancaster, my love."

"—lover?" I lost my voice. "You, stop teasing me, Mr. Lancaster! How old are you?"

Carey pursed his lips and smiled mysteriously. He got up and made a gesture: "It's time for dinner, why don't we have dinner first."

Shocked, I followed him to the dining room. There was a long ornate table used by the nobles in the old days. We sat down at one end, and the tablecloth and tableware were already set in front of us.

A woman appeared in my line of sight pushing a dining car. She combed her hair elegantly and her hair was gray. I guessed she should be a servant.

"Thank you, Ellie." Carey took a deep breath and sighed contentedly, "It smells so good."

The woman nodded to me, and I said cautiously, "Hello."

"Hi, honored guest," she said, placing the plate in front of me.

The starter is bright red caviar with lemon, egg white yolk, and chopped onion.I've only had this expensive ingredient at one reception, and I've heard that black and bright red caviar are the rarest.

I noticed that there was no caviar in front of Kyrie.

"I hate seafood." Carey shrugged. "But I heard Alston said that this stuff is very expensive. If you like it, you can eat it. You're welcome."

I was a little dumbfounded and said "thank you".

Next is the soup. The soup is clear and transparent, exuding a rich and intoxicating aroma of meat. The taste is too delicious. I took a sip and smacked my lips for a long time.Carey also liked this soup so much that he even drank two bowls.

Then Allie brought up a large bowl of salad.

"Ellie—!" Carey squealed, staring incredulously at the fresh vegetables covered with buffalo cheese, "Salad?"

"It's time for you to supplement your nutrition." The woman said lightly, with a smile on her lips.

"I don't use green things to supplement my nutrition!" Carey was wilted, with a headache, "Oh..."

I just find it funny that Kaili is acting like a picky eater who only eats green vegetables after being coaxed by adults.

Muttering, Carey forked a few slices of kale and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing bitterly until the steak came to the table with a "squeak" of steam.

Cut the beef with a table knife to reveal the slightly pink cut surface, and then use a fork to pick up a piece and put it in your mouth. The meat is very tender but chewy, full of the unique aroma of beef, and it is served with rich beef bone sauce. Said it was a rare delicacy.

"Very tasty." I said.

"What did I say," Carey smiled proudly, "Ellie is the best cook."

I just noticed that the steak in front of him looked only medium-rare at best, dripping with blood, but Carey didn't mind cutting off a piece of beef that could be called "blood" and put it in his mouth to chew and swallow.

It's nothing.I tell myself.In some places it is even popular to eat raw beef.

In the end, Allie served us a cup of black coffee, as well as fresh milk and sugar cubes.

While drinking the fragrant coffee, I remembered the sentence that surprised me before the meal.

Before the words were spoken, Carey smiled and said, "I fully understand your doubts, Jesse, if you are willing to listen, I will tell you everything verbatim."

"Very happy." I said eagerly.

"This story may be a bit long..."

In the year I was grounded by my father, I met Alston.

At that time, Longwei Mountain was not called Longwei Mountain—speaking of which, the name also has some origins with us, and I will tell you later—I usually lived in a cave on the top of the mountain, where there were few people and almost no people. There will be visitors.So I sleep every day, find something to eat when I am hungry, look at the clouds and birds in the sky, as well as the sunrise and sunset.

That day was no different than any other day, except for a human being who broke into my apartment.Yes, you guessed it, he is Auston.

Before he sneaked into my cave in desperation, he thought that there was at most a bear living in it, which was much better than the pack of wolves chasing him, but he didn't expect that this was the biggest secret he had cracked.

A dragon lives here.

Yes, a train.Jesse, the winged and tailed dragon described in legends and fantasy novels, is hardly different from the dragons you know.

("That's unbelievable!" I exclaimed. "Is this a story?")

No, I can tell you responsibly, it is not a fictional story.If you like, I will continue to tell you.

(“Is there anything I can’t get enough of as a fantasy writer?” I gesture, “Go ahead, please.”)

I can see that you don't believe it's true, but that's all right, you can listen to it as a story.Anyway, apart from you, there should be no second person listening to it.

(I noticed that Carey's expression was a bit lonely. He just wanted to say something, but he continued.)

That was the first time Alston saw a dragon, not a small picture in a book, but a real dragon as tall as a two-story building, breathing.He was scared to death, and I was too, and you wouldn't believe it, the scene of a man and a dragon looking at each other should be pretty funny.He spoke first, in a respectful tone and in perfect English: "Hello?" Later he told me that although he was afraid that I would pounce on him and swallow him in one gulp, he became curious about me.You know, if the characters in the book suddenly stand in front of you and become reality, you will definitely be pleasantly surprised.

("No," I muttered, "hope they're friendly.")

Although I can understand human language, I can't speak it unless I transform into a human form.I'm not very good at learning, and it takes a while to become a human being.To get him to stay, I push him my usual collection of berries, sweet and sour, the only vegetarian thing I like.He was surprised and thanked me.

Later, Oston said that when he saw a dragon go deep into the cave, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old human boy came out, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Hello, human," I said to him.

"You, hello, respected Lord Long..." He stammered incoherently, "I...my name is Auston Lancaster, thank you very much for your generous gift!"

I laughed, human beings are so funny, and his flustered look is so cute, "My name is Carey. Nice to meet you, Alston."

That's all about my first encounter with Auston.

Later I heard him tell his story.He was out hunting with his friends, but unfortunately he got separated from the large group and encountered wolves.The horse ran away in fright. He was chased all the way here, and ran into my cave in a panic.

"Don't be afraid, those wolves dare not come in." I comforted him.

"Yes." He said quickly.I saw him staring at me all the time, a bit strange, is there something wrong with my human appearance?

"No! It's just, it's just that I'm so curious to see a legendary creature like you for the first time." He hurriedly explained.

I smiled: "Then what is the difference between me and the legend?"

He thought for a while, and said, "You can become a human being, and you are very gentle, unlike the legendary dragon."

"Actually, I can be very evil." I gritted my teeth at him, "It's a pity that I don't have any princesses to kidnap now."

He laughed for the first time: "You have heard those legends too."

Of course.My curiosity about humans is too difficult to satisfy, and my father always taught me not to show humans the form of our dragon, otherwise it will cause catastrophe.This time I was grounded because I sneaked into the human market in disguise, but unfortunately I didn't master the spells, and I almost exposed the dragon's tail.To tell you the truth, other dragons like to collect treasures, but I am obsessed with human books and scrolls, and I even gave myself a human name.This has also been criticized by my father for a long time.

It's a wonderful feeling to have a long conversation with a human being.Alston told me a lot of customs and anecdotes about the human world, and I told him anecdotes that were not in the books. The two of us seemed to be in the same spirit, perceiving each other's fantasy world that we had never explored before.

Before I knew it, the sun was about to set, and I didn't realize it.I quickly grabbed him and ran outside: "Quick, I'll take you to watch the sunset!"

The road to the top of the mountain is very rugged, and it takes a lot of time for humans to climb up.So I simply changed back into the form of a dragon and spread my wings: "Climb up."

Auston was so surprised that he froze in place.I urged him, and he slowly climbed up my back, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.I said, "Hold me around my neck." He just sat up tight, but I can't control that much, the sun will go down completely soon.

I flapped my wings and soared into the air, and Alston exclaimed and hugged my neck tightly.I'm a little proud. Humans can't fly, so they can't see some unique scenery. What a pity.

There is a huge rock on the top of the mountain, and the two of us can barely stand on it.The setting sun is like a burning fireball, sweeping the rosy sunset glow, slowly sinking into the distant mountains.Alston and I watched quietly until the dark blue sky at night smudged forward from behind, gradually swallowing the last bit of red light.

"...It's so beautiful." After a long time, he said slowly.

"We can watch the sunrise tomorrow morning if you want. It's just as spectacular." I said proudly, wagging my tail.

"My honour, my lord," he said respectfully.I was a little uncomfortable. I had already regarded Oston as a new friend, and friends can't be so particular and alienated.

"Call me Carey, don't use any honorifics," I said seriously. "We're already friends, aren't we?"

"Friend?" He seemed surprised, then laughed again, "Yes, friend. We're already friends. Nice to meet you, Carey."

"So, on the first day you met the Earl, you took him to watch the sunset?" I joked, "How romantic."

Carey's face turned red almost invisible, and then he smiled embarrassedly: "Auston invited me to his territory to watch the sunrise and sunset together, but..."

"But you can't leave the mountain," I went on.

"Yes," he twitched his lips, "I've never felt grounded so painful before."

"Auston couldn't stay here with me all the time, so we said goodbye to each other early the next morning and he promised to come to see me in the future."

Auston was going to look for his companion, I didn't want other humans to know my existence, so I didn't send him off, we just hugged at the entrance of the cave.

I watched his figure disappear into the woods, and suddenly felt extremely lonely. "I could have tolerated the darkness if I hadn't seen the sun." -Miss Dickinson is really a genius.After Auston left, I couldn't sleep with nothing to do like I used to—I couldn't sleep, I was full of him and the stories he hadn't finished telling.I look forward to his arrival every day.

And Auston didn't break his word.Besides himself, he brought a team of craftsmen, and he was going to build a castle here.Auston told me that he had made a deal with the lord here to take ownership of the mountain.He managed to convince his father, the youngest child in the family, who was doted on by everyone, to agree to these sudden and strange requests.

I was very happy and secretly used some spells to help the artisans speed up the process.So a few years later, Alston's castle was built.Alston invited me to live in the castle so that we could spend more time together, and I no longer had to live in a cold cave, but instead had a warm fireplace and a big soft bed.

Carey then told me the story of his life with the Earl of Lancaster.

On weekdays, they read, draw, and chat together. During the day, they rode horses and fished together, went to the forest to explore together, and at night they leaned on the sofa to read quietly by the light, or discussed the anecdotes in the book.They also opened up a garden with their own hands, planted roses in it, and Auston personally made him a wreath full of roses...

I was fascinated.These beautiful stories, even for a middle-aged man like me, who has passed the age of crazy pursuit of love, feels his heart swaying, and he can't help but conceive a sweet love novel in his heart.

Carey is a natural narrator, and the words that come out of his mouth seem to have special magical powers.

Alston went out occasionally, mostly home to attend to some family business, and brought me back a lot of trinkets and stories from outside.We spent most of the time together, and that was probably the happiest time of my life.

Then one day, Auston came back from the outside, took me into the garden, and confessed to me: he fell in love with me.

How can I respond?There is no doubt that I have already fallen in love with him.So I accepted his ring. I read it in the book. It is a proof of love between human beings, a contract to spend a lifetime together.

Auston was delighted, slipped the ring carefully onto my finger, and kissed it.The weather was fine that day, the sun was warm, Alston looked at me tenderly, and we kissed among the roses.I am simply the happiest dragon in the world.

Then one day, we found a baby girl wrapped in swaddling clothes at the gate of the castle. The servant said that it was probably abandoned by the villagers who couldn't afford it, and hoped that we could adopt it.Auston was such a kind person, we named her and raised her like our own daughter.She is probably a little angel given to us by God.

Auston has always insisted on not getting married to his family, and his mother even visited him.Mrs. Lancaster was a loving and kind mother who understood her son and blessed us.

So the days went on like this day by day, and nothing could separate us.

"By the way, I haven't told you the origin of Longwei Mountain." Kaili suddenly remembered, "It's actually very simple..."

"Now this mountain belongs to us, let's change its name." Auston suddenly suggested.

"It's called 'Dragon's Mountain'!" I said, unquestionably, "because there lives a dragon!"

Auston took over the conversation: "Since there is a dragon living here, let's call it 'Dragon's Tail Mountain'."

"There's no logic to that—" I protested.

"Of course." Alston smirked at me. "The logic is: I like your tail."

Speaking of this, Carey seemed to recall something again, a faint blush appeared on his face, and his expression became very soft.

I never knew there was such a story hidden in the name Longwei Mountain.

Carey took a deep breath and pulled himself out of the fantasy, his golden brown eyes looked at me calmly: "So, this is the end of the story."

I was taken aback for a moment—his emotions changed too quickly, "...this is a very good story."

"Really." He raised the corner of his mouth, and regained the temperament of the noble little prince before, "It's getting late, let me take you to the bedroom."

I drank the last bit of coffee in the cup, stood up and followed him out of the restaurant and up the solid wooden stairs.I noticed that there were many paintings on the wall next to the stairs, mostly portraits of people.

Except for a few single-person portraits, most portraits are of two or three people.There was a young man with brown hair and blue eyes, and his middle and old age, who I took to be the Earl of Auston Lancaster.There was also a little blond girl, and her teenage and adulthood, which was presumably their daughter.As for Carey, his appearance in all the portraits has hardly changed, at best he seems to have grown up a few years.

Halfway up the stairs, there is a huge oil painting hanging on the wall in the middle, with the beautiful sea of ​​roses and the blue sky in the background, and they are in this dreamy scenery.

I couldn't help opening my mouth, almost stunned.

Carey realized that I hadn't followed, and turned around to see me staring at the oil painting. He didn't interrupt me, but stared at this masterpiece, this... memory for a long time with me.

I don’t know how long it took me to come back to my senses. I looked up at Carey. He seemed to wake up earlier than me. He smiled at me as before, nodded and said, “This is what Auston asked his friend to draw for us.”

I nodded, and we fell into a brief silence. After a while, he made a gesture: "Please follow me."

This room is very luxurious, no different from a five-star hotel. Although there have been no visitors for a long time, I found that it has been cleaned in advance, and there is no trace of dust.

Before leaving, Carey said to me softly, "Good night, Jesse."

"Good night, Carey," I said.

He closed the door for me, and the footsteps faded away.I lay down on the soft bed and looked up at the sky outside the window. The rain had stopped, and the frighteningly bright full moon was half-hidden in the gray-white clouds, projecting the bright moonlight through the window and shining on me. face.

For the next half hour I tossed and turned, sleepless, preoccupied with the strange things I had seen tonight, and with that wonderful story—the story of a dragon.

After staring at the moon for a while, I finally decided to get up, find a notebook and pen from my carry-on bag, and sit on the desk in front of the window.Yes, I want to record what I saw and heard, and I will not delay for a second, lest I forget any details.

I don't remember what time I fell asleep on the desk, but I only remember that the distant mountains outside the window began to turn white.When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the sky was bright, and the bright sunshine covered half of the room, sweeping away the coldness of the rainy night the day before.

I rubbed my eyes and walked into the bathroom, took cold water to wash my face, and felt much more refreshed.I opened the door and saw the maid named Alicia was cleaning the corridor, I took the initiative to say hello to her: "Good morning, ma'am." She found me, looked up and nodded: "Good morning, Mr. Ritter."

When she passed by, she stopped me with a hesitant look: "Mr. Rhett, I want to talk to you."

I was a little confused, because I hadn't talked to her before, I thought she didn't like chatting, so I didn't bother her, but I didn't expect that she would invite me to "talk" at this time.But I like to chat, so I readily agreed, and after listening to her, I am very grateful for this decision.

We sat facing each other on the two exquisite carved chairs in the guest room for afternoon tea. She seemed a little embarrassed, and I waited patiently for her to speak.

Finally, she spoke: "I don't talk to people very much, so please allow me to take my time. First, let me introduce myself. My full name is Alicia Lancaster."

I always thought Alicia was the maid here, but I was wrong.

She is actually the abandoned baby girl, the adopted daughter of the Lancaster family, and the daughter of Auston Lancaster and Kerry Lancaster.

She told me that 30 years ago, after she became an adult, two fathers arranged a marriage for her. The other party was a decent family with a harmonious family. After she married, she would be happy.Shortly before the wedding, however, one of her fathers died.

The Earl of Auston Lancaster has died of a heart attack at the age of 72.

The Earl of Lancaster was very weak in his later years, almost bedridden. This is a genetic disease of the Lancaster family. It is God's blessing to live to the age of 72.Carey brought in the best doctors, but there was still nothing he could do.

After the Earl of Lancaster was buried, Carey dismissed all the servants, but he did not leave.Alicia was very worried about her father's condition, because at that time, Carey was trapped in the great grief of her lover's death. She often thought that the Earl of Lancaster hadn't left, talking and laughing into the air as usual, or sitting in a chair Looking out of the window, you can see from morning to night without moving.

She asked her father's future plans, and his father replied: He will wait here for Auston to come back.

"I knew from then on that I couldn't leave my father alone," the woman said.

She loved her father so much that she broke the engagement and took on the responsibility of taking care of her father's daily life. For so many years, she has been taking care of Kaili.The path I took up the mountain was the path Alicia used to go down the mountain to do some shopping.

"My father was determined not to let me stay, and he was furious about my remorse. He said he couldn't let my impulsiveness ruin my life, but he couldn't stop me." When Alicia said this, a smile appeared on her face for the first time , "But how can I regret it? They gave me life and gave me happiness. I love them."

She has never regretted the choice that changed her life, and she will always take care of him until any one of them leaves first.

After listening to Alicia's story, I couldn't help admiring this seemingly ordinary woman.

If anyone can answer my doubts, it must be her.

"If I may take the liberty of asking a question," I said sincerely, "your father, Kerry Lancaster, is..."

She smiled and said, "He's a dragon."

I go downstairs.The sunlight during the day shines into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is completely different from the warm yellow light at night.Everything in the room is covered with a layer of golden light, which can be described as magnificent. I seem to have witnessed the most prosperous time of this castle.Like a wandering soul that does not exist, I traveled through decades and watched the moment of that period of history.

I took a deep breath, regained my senses, and walked into the restaurant through the sunlight.

Carey was sitting there holding a porcelain cup while looking down at a book. Today he was wearing a white shirt, black vest and black trousers, looking like a noble young master.As soon as I stepped into the restaurant, he looked up from the book and smiled at me as if he knew I was coming: "Good morning, Jesse."

I smiled back. "Good morning, Carey."

"Please sit down, you must be hungry." Carey gestured.There was a sumptuous breakfast on the table, and I found that they hadn't moved at all. It was obvious that Kerrit was waiting for me, and I didn't know how long he had been waiting.I blushed, very embarrassed: "Thank you, I..."

Carey winked at me, as if he didn't notice my embarrassment, and said, "Ellie is also good at cooking English breakfast, try scrambled eggs and bacon." As he spoke, he lifted the teapot and poured hot water for me. Tea, a faint floral fragrance overflowed.

I glanced at him gratefully and said, "Then I'm welcome." I was indeed a little hungry, and this sleep was really long.

As I stuffed my mouth with soft scrambled eggs and crispy fried bacon, I didn't even get a taste of what this breakfast was like, as I tried to figure out how to explain it to Kerry.After wolfing it down, I hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Carrie, I want to tell you something..."

"Huh?" He sipped his breakfast tea with lowered eyes, and looked up at me after hearing my voice.

"I believe in you and the 'story' you tell." I looked him in the eyes and said seriously.

Carey opened his eyes slightly in surprise, and then he put down his teacup and looked at me equally seriously: "Thank you, Jesse. To be honest, I never thought that anyone would listen to and believe my story-but i met