What to do if your crush is the Earl

Almost no one has set foot in this snow field. The first layer of snow is soft and soft, and it gets harder as it goes down.

Xiao Sheng helped Martin put on the gloves, and adjusted the fur collar of the cloak, making sure that the wind would not get in before letting go.

The two drove a large pile of snow together, and the slope was getting higher and higher.

Xiao Sheng went to pinch a snowball, and the snow rolled up slowly.

Martin finished building the body of the snowman, and suddenly said: "I also made a snowman when I was very young."

Xiao Sheng paused for a moment, and his subordinates continued to snowball unintentionally.

"I remember that when I was nine years old, it was a rare snowy day in the Acropolis. I and a group of children worked together to build a snowman in front of our house, and Ya Li also came to visit. I remember that was the rare time in my impression that she sincerely Laughing, she also gave me two slices of pumpkin to decorate the snowman’s facial features. ——Carrots are not available, I have to buy them from the city, a bag is worth a week’s worth of milk. ——But even so, I would I am very happy and feel that I have gained face in front of friends of the same age."

"Isn't it childish?" Martin smiled, feeling lonely even with the leather jacket on his body.

Xiao Sheng shook his head, and took out the materials he brought from the cloth bag on the horse. They were a few slender, brightly colored orange-yellow carrots, which were only cultivated in noble greenhouses at this season.

Picking out the most beautiful one, he held the carrot in both hands and came to Martin, thinking that it would make him happier: "Sir, here are carrots."

Look, we have carrots now.

So don't be sad.

Martin reached out and took it.Did not speak.

He walked a few steps and came to the snowball that was used as a head.

The north wind is blowing, rolling up waves of snowflakes, flying in the air.The whistling of the distant mountains and the nearby snow rolls are connected together.

The Acropolis does not seem to have such cold winter days.

The snowman's round and bright white head is quietly waiting for its nose.

But Martin suddenly raised his hand to cover his face, and a very low sob leaked out from his uncovered hand.

"gentlemen……?!"

Xiao Sheng was always very sensitive to the slightest change in Martin's mood. He approached, raised one hand and hung it in the air, and was a little timid to touch it. The hand in the black silk glove was hanging in the air, and would not fall fall.

What a proud man Martin is, no one has ever really been able to get a peek into his cold heart.He quickly grabbed Xiao Sheng's hand, and leaned his face on his shoulder to cover up his embarrassment.

Xiao Sheng could only hear the choked voice he tried to suppress.

Fancheng, Acropolis, cottages in the countryside.

There are carrots, but the person who would lean on the door frame and smile and watch Martin build a snowman is gone.

The winter in the Acropolis is not as cold, and the snow is not as heavy, but there will always be a woman who will sit peacefully in the country hut, sewing cloth in her hands, waiting for a child to come back and hug her.

Now, the time is far away, the old man has passed away, and there is no time to turn back.

How can a carrot can save it.

Those who love, those who hate, those who swear never to forgive, and those who promised to protect, have all been buried in the ground forever, lying in their graves.

As for Martin alone, he would always dream about things from the past, insomnia in the middle of the night, headaches, endless entanglement with countless past events, small graves in the village, explosions on the battlefield, faces crying or laughing, cold or Hard thoughts, or emotions of love or hate, go round and round, lingering.

The deepest nightmare, the most unspeakable thoughts, the most hesitant and confused emotions.

Martin never talks to people.

Countless late nights, waking up from nightmares, dripping with cold sweat, staring at the ceiling, and occasionally asking myself soberly, when will I lie down in my own grave.

The boundless loneliness and cold erode the bone marrow, and it can only be relieved a little when the pen is written and immersed in the story.

Night after night, sleepless waiting for dawn.

Cigars are the best companions. When the smoke rises, the mind is emptied, and only focus on the ups and downs between one breath and one breath. Life seems to have become a long river of white smoke. In the misty smoke, only by inhaling can you experience it yourself.

Joyful love is also such an existence, immersed in the climax of heat and desire, treating the person in front of you as the only deep love, and the soul can also get a moment of peace and illusory almost transparent joy.

Ridiculous?It's ridiculous, even pathetic.

But apart from this, Martin had no other way to gain a moment of rest and relief.

No one can save him.

There is only hesitating and walking alone, and there is no ray of light to illuminate the way forward.

Maybe that tranquility can support him to go on a long way, a long way... no lights, no applause, no companions... until he is tired, tired, and can no longer step out of the darkness, sinking into the eternal The mire of... to the end.

"gentlemen?"

"gentlemen?"

A bright voice broke in.

Martin was in a daze for a moment, and felt a hand drop, gently wrapping around his back, a natural hug.

He felt warm, like the treetops of birds dancing in spring after the ice and snow had melted, trembling and vibrating with life.

His emotions gradually reset, and he saw Xiao Sheng picked up a thick wooden branch, squatted down gently, and pulled a hole at the position of Xueqiu's nose, put the carrot in it, and carefully filled it with fine snow. The stems and leaves were torn off to make the snowman's eyes and mouth.

Looking at it as a whole, the appearance is a bit ugly, but it is barely watchable.

"What do you think sir?" The man turned his head and asked him with a smile.

Martin felt his heart brightened, and his face softened with a smile.He looked at the snowman with an extremely asymmetrical face with great interest, stroked his chin with his index finger and thumb, pondered for a long time, his expression seemed a bit embarrassed, but also revealed a bit of seriousness:

"Why don't you go back with me and study Kang Si's "Principles of Art Aesthetics"?"

Xiao Sheng: "..."

When I went back, I still rode a horse.

When passing by a pine forest, Martin saw a little squirrel jumping on a branch, so Martin turned in on a whim.The other three naturally followed.

This place is not far from the town where people live, but it is still very quiet. Seeing someone coming, the little squirrel hopped a few times among the branches, and soon disappeared.

There are pine needles under this forest all the year round, and it is covered with fresh snow. It is soft to step on, and the horse walks a little more steadily and slowly.

The squirrel was gone, and Xiao Sheng wanted to help Martin find it, but Martin quickly waved his hand, as if he had discovered something new and interesting.

On the treetop in the distance, a piece of yellow-orange, crystal-clear block, with a faint black shadow inside, was stuck in the split branch of the branch, and was gently shaken by the wind.

Looks like a piece of insect amber.

Martin became interested, and drove his horse forward. He had good eyesight, and the branch was several meters away from him, in a slightly downhill place.

Finally, when he got close, he found that there was a kind of blue spider unique to the Northland. With a joyful smile on his face, Martin stretched out his hand to reach for it.

At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled.

Below, a large white thing rolled out of the loose snowdrift on the slope, and rolled straight down the slope, shaking in the snow.

The horse was startled, raised its hooves and retreated.

Everyone was also shocked, and the guard immediately took out the earthen gun.

Martin's horse took two steps back, and he reined tightly so as not to fall off the frightened horse.

"Sir!" Xiao Sheng quickly drove his horse to protect him.

——"Bang bang", two sounds.

The scene was chaotic, and the horses were startled.

"Stop! Who told you to shoot!!" Martin snapped.

The two guards lowered their guns resentfully upon hearing this.

Fortunately, it missed, and the surging white thing was still traveling far away on the snow, and its speed was still very fast.

Finally, under constant struggle, the white cotton-like thing fell to the ground, revealing a figure.

Seeing the cover fall, the figure looked back in panic.A pale and thin face is impressive.He turned around in shock, picked up a cylindrical clanging object in his hands, and continued running crazily.

It was a boy with light blue hair!

"Who?!" The guards also realized that it was a human and not a beast.

But the figure was still running forward uninterruptedly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already run dozens of meters away.

"My lord, I'll chase him back and ask him clearly." The guard quickly asked for instructions.

However, the boy's figure has become smaller and smaller.Suddenly, it disappeared after another snow slope.

"Don't go, go and see what it is." Martin shook his head and pointed to a black hole on the snow not far away.

The guard nodded yes, went to check around, and came back and said:

"My lord, that is a trap commonly used by hunters."

The guards were a little cautious in answering.Who doesn't know that this area is the Earl's private territory, and the hunters come to hunt and log, which is to infringe on the private property of the nobles, and if it is serious, they will lose their heads.

"There are also fallen arrowheads." Another guard also found a clue.

"It seems to be a small hunter." Martin pondered for a while, but he didn't care too much, "Let him go. How can there be many living things in the forest in this winter?"

The guards nodded yes.

This wave was quickly overturned by everyone, and they returned to the castle, had dinner, washed up a bit, and it was time to fall asleep.

Martin showed some strangeness during the day, but now he felt a little annoyed and regretful.

But Xiao Sheng was still the same in front of him, there was nothing unusual about it.

The clothes were changed as before, and the belt was untied lightly around the waist, which was even more appropriate than before.

He used to think that this person was serious and unsmiling, that he was not funny, and that a few words could make the other party blush, but now, he felt that the other party had deep thoughts, and he could keep his face a lot of the time.

The eyes under those monocles also seemed a bit deep.

I hope his mind is too sensitive.

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It snowed again in the evening.

The Earl fell asleep with his lover in his arms.

The pine forest they had been to had regained its tranquility, and against the background of the sky, the white snow was glowing with fluorescent blue light.

Six miles away from the pine forest, there was a farmer's family with three rooms.

A shaking figure was reflected on the window of the only room with a faint light.

"Xiao'an," a woman's voice came from inside, "You should not go for the next two days. Your brother will be back the day after tomorrow, and we... will always find a way."

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