What to do if your crush is the Earl

Martin's eyes darkened for a moment, and after a while, he helped Xiao Sheng stand up.

"Where is that place?"

……

A piece of wild grass on the hillock, small soil pockets, and tombstones.

How similar.

I have always thought so, but changed the location, the same ending.

It was the first time for Caesar to come to this place. He was led by his uncle, and he looked around curiously with a pair of blue eyes, and finally landed on the tombstone.

"Go, say hello to mom." The man who was leading him said so.

Caesar walked over ignorantly and came to Martin.

In fact, he paid more attention to Martin than to the tombstone.

His eyes were clear and transparent, with slender eyelashes, reflected in his eyes, like pure sapphires dyed with some ripples.

Xiao Sheng stood behind and watched, feeling something was wrong, he asked the man, "This child...?"

The man sighed: "He doesn't speak well, and his intelligence is not as good as that of children of the same age. It is probably born. Since he was born, we have only heard him call 'Mom' and a few simple words."

Xiao Sheng said, "Language barrier?"

"That's probably what you call it."

Martin sat quietly in front of the tombstone, unaware of the surrounding situation.

Little by little, a little guy got into his arms.

Martin looked down, and found a lump of fleshy little doll lying on his lap. He had closed his eyes and fell asleep, and there was still a stream of crystal clear saliva drooping from his watery and light-colored mouth.

He stood up with Caesar in his arms, and silently walked towards the way he had come.

Xiao Sheng followed behind, his worried and sincere eyes followed all the way.

Everyone returned to the small house at the beginning, and the women in the house had already prepared the meal.

"If you don't mind, stay and eat." The woman greeted with a smile.

She was a little fat, and she was wearing a knee-length apron that was washed a little gray. The apron almost covered most of her body, and it was very tight.She smiles and hazes.

The meal is not very rich, two slices of toast, a potato soup, sweet potatoes and white water corn kernels.

But for ordinary people, it is also a good meal.

Five people sat around a small table, and the woman said enthusiastically while setting the plate:

"I was the maid who took care of the young lady back then. Later, I followed the young lady and married Bill." She glanced at the man beside her, with a satisfied smile on her face, and then sighed again, "Miss It's a poor one, he didn't enjoy the blessings for a few years, and he went again. It's also my brother's failure to live up to expectations."

Martin listened, and captured the key information: "...you were with my mother back then? How could she afford servants?"

"It's Mr. Owen, Mr. Owen arranged for me to take care of Miss." The woman smiled, "Ali—let me call her that, we are as close as sisters these years—she treats me very well and has never been harsh I, later decided to let me marry Bill. We still lived a good life for a few years, but unfortunately, there were unexpected events. Who knew that brother’s business could be lost?! Sigh..."

Martin didn't hear the words at all, and his mind was full of the name, Owen.

Owen.Owen.Owen.

Sure enough it was him!

What happened to Ya Li back then really had something to do with him.

Martin clenched his fingers slowly, suppressing the excitement in his heart: "Owen... What did he tell you back then?"

"Mr. Owen paid me three years' salary first, and asked me to take good care of Ali. He didn't say anything else." The woman said frankly.

"How did she recover from her illness back then?"

"You said that epidemic? - Yali lived in isolation in the hospital for a month, and the doctor took good care of her, and she recovered soon. Speaking of which, Mr. Owen really cares about Yali. - You can ask What is the relationship between them?"

"Owen is my half-brother." Martin said.

"Then he is very considerate of you!" the woman exclaimed.It's not bad that she treats the half-brother's mother so wholeheartedly.

Martin was silent.

Several people began to eat in half silence.

Caesar woke up halfway, but he didn't know whether he felt the closeness of Martin's blood that was connected with him or something else. He kept sticking to him and refused to get off. His whole body seemed a little soft and sleepy like dependence.

Martin touched Caesar's fluffy blond hair, hesitated for a moment, took a spoonful of corn kernels, and brought it to the child's mouth.

Caesar's blue eyes were still misty, but he still saw the food in front of him. He opened his small mouth, wrapped the corn kernels in one bite, chewed and swallowed.

At that moment, Martin felt a long-lost softness and closeness in his heart.

"If you give enough money, you can take him away." During the meal, the man suddenly said, "Anyway, it's difficult for me to support my own family."

These words made the dinner table silent for a long time.

Aunt Caesar reacted first, glared at the man, and slapped him hard on the thigh.

"What did you hit me for?!" The man glared back and retorted, "I'm telling the truth!!!"

The woman continued to stare at him, but when she turned her head to look at Caesar sitting in Martin's arms, her eyes showed substantial reluctance and entanglement.

"Don't worry, I will keep enough money," Martin paused, "but I won't take Caesar away."

Xiao Sheng on the side looked at him with some thought in his eyes.

Both the man and the woman froze for a moment, and Caesar in Martin's arms also looked up at him, as if he knew something, he grasped his sleeves tightly with his fingers, and blinked his blue eyes.

The couple naturally couldn't say anything more, they just agreed.

The work of a meal passed quickly.

The couple sent Martin out, and Caesar seemed to understand something vaguely. He stood behind his aunt, holding the back of his aunt's clothes with his small hands, looking at Martin's direction with a pair of beautiful blue eyes, quietly, He didn't speak, but there seemed to be a thousand words in those eyes that were sparkling with water.

"If you have any difficulties, you can come to the Acropolis to find me." Martin supported the carriage shaft, and after saying this, he got into the curtain.

Little Caesar held his aunt's hand tightly, and the woman turned to look at him and picked him up.

The carriage started, and Little Caesar's usually quiet blue eyes suddenly filled with tears, his little mouth moved, and he called out: "Brother~..."

It's a pity that the people in the carriage didn't hear it, and the carriage drove away slowly.

The little boy's eyelids trembled, and tears rolled out of his eyes.

The woman noticed something strange, and wiped the tears from the child's eyes in panic: "Caesar is not crying, aunt is here, don't cry, hey, don't cry."

The tears rolled more and more.

The child cried loudly, and then choked violently after a few times, as if he could no longer utter a sound. He put his little head on his aunt's back, sobbing unceasingly, but his voice was like being crushed by a stone. Choking, pumping and sending, it is almost shocking that it will be cut off in the next moment.

In the distance, there was silence on the carriage.

Martin leaned against the window with his hands propped up, closed his eyes and meditated.

Xiao Sheng hesitated a few times, and stopped talking a few times.

"Just tell me what you want." Martin opened his eyes and said.

"Why didn't you take Caesar?"

"You think I'll take him away in my own way?" Martin asked calmly.

Xiao Sheng was silent.

"First, the identity is not correct, and second, the information is unknown. Either way, it is troublesome. Why should I cause trouble for myself?"

Xiao Sheng was silent for a while, and said: "This is the first time I see you patiently feeding someone yourself."

"Why, do you want this treatment too?" Martin paused and smiled.

Xiao Sheng frowned slightly.

Mr.'s smile made him uncomfortable, like wearing a thick mask, trying to hide some emotions deep in his heart.The surface is calm and calm, but the actual heart is already undercurrents.

"You..." Xiao Sheng sighed lightly, "I hope you won't regret it."

The road was a little shaken, the sky was a little gloomy, and the carriage was very dark, and the atmosphere became like a spider web soaked in water in the corner outside the house, heavy and precarious.

With a bang, the muffled thunder resounded through the sky.

Martin and the others have already returned to their residence.

When the continuous thunderbolt rain fell, everyone was already standing in the house.

The rain never stopped until late at night.

Martin had no one in the room but him alone.

After a while, the room was filled with the smell of cigars.

Martin stood by the window, watching the rain.

For countless years, Yali has also been drenched in the rain here, in this strange place that he doesn't know, working hard and happily, or living hard.

Never asked him for help, or even, never thought of him?

I just learned the news that she is still alive, and I am overjoyed. With that little hope in my heart, I searched hard, but in the end it was still a coincidence, and Yin and Yang were separated.

People have accepted the fact that there is another tombstone without even having a chance to relive it.

How, ridiculous.

As Martin thought about it, he couldn't help laughing out loud. After laughing for a while, he began to cough slightly until a piece of clothing was draped over his back.

"Sir, you'll catch a cold." The voice was soft, but it implied concern.

Martin turned around, and Xiao Sheng stood upright behind him, with his arms half around his shoulders.

At this moment, any identities such as undercover have faded from Martin's heart, only the tenderness and warmth of countless days and nights are vividly remembered.

Martin leaned over slowly, leaned his head on the opponent's shoulder, and hugged him back with one hand.

Deep and melancholy voice: "I don't like being tied down, it's the most troublesome thing."

The light voice was silent for a while: "But, you still haven't let him go."

"—you wanted to take him with you."

"You just don't know how to get along with him, do you?"

Outside the window, the wind and rain were bleak, and the wind and rain shook the open windows on the upper floor, creaking and squeaking, and icy raindrops drifted in from the windows.

At this moment, the warmth of the embrace in front of him is even more apparent.

"Let's take Caesar with us, shall we?"

Martin finally nodded.