What to do if your crush is the Earl

For a whole week, the entertainment headlines in the city were dominated by Martin's love gossip.

The newspapers and periodicals with a keen sense of smell quickly picked up the young people who appeared at the banquet through their personal connections.

Rael Wendy.Martin's younger brother when he was studying at Denton University.

One of the two studied painting and the other studied classical literature, both of whom were the favorite students of Mr. Howard, a professor in the Art Theory Department.

There were several well-known works during the University of Arrail, all of which used Martin as a model.In the picture, Martin is smoking a cigar, half-faced, with a mysterious and quiet expression, like a pine-leaf forest with snow falling.

It is said that the debut prose poem "Zimu" published by Martin during his university days was also written for Riel.

Martin once commented on Riel as "an eternal shooting star in the nightingale's gentle moon sky".

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"What are you looking at?"

"Nightingale, shooting star...ah, no, what am I talking about..." Xiao Sheng muttered to himself, and suddenly saw the person in front of him clearly:

"—Sir...?! Why are you here?"

Martin saw the newspaper that he tried to hide behind him, and said, "Get ready, there will be guests coming this afternoon."

"Where do you plan to receive guests?" Xiao Sheng quickly asked earnestly when encountering business matters, to determine the matters needing attention.

Martin hesitated for a long time this time.

"Clean up the studio on the third floor."

Xiao Sheng was taken aback for a moment, but he still replied seamlessly: "Okay, sir."

Martin was about to leave the room when he turned back.

"You...do you have anything else to do?" Xiao Sheng was startled, and frantically stuffed the half-taken newspaper back.

The expression on Martin's face was half a smile, "The Blossom News? It's better to read less,——they make up some things that don't exist."

"Okay...Okay, sir." Xiao Sheng's white skin was slightly red, and the black eyes under the monocle dodged his gaze in a daze, praying that the other party would leave soon.

Martin stopped instead.

He scanned Xiao Sheng up and down with scrutiny: "Why do I feel that you are a little afraid of me? Huh?——Is it my illusion?"

"Mr... Sir..." Xiao Sheng became more nervous, and his fingers subconsciously grabbed the seam of his trousers.

"Xiao Sheng, how many years have you been in the manor?"

Xiao Sheng lowered his head, his neat short black hair fell down to cover his eyes, and finally he couldn't see the curly blond hair, so he suppressed the rising emotions in his heart, and replied in a calm and steady tone as usual: "Five years, sir .”

Martin thought for a while silently, and said nothing more.He patted him on the shoulder: "very good, do it well."

Martin left at last.

Xiao Sheng tugged at the collar of his shirt, where it was soaked with sweat.People are still slightly out of breath.

He was indeed a little afraid of him.

Perhaps because of his noble temperament, gentle etiquette, and impeccable appearance, all his humbleness and insignificance seem inescapable.

That man is a star high above, and I am just dust in a dark place where the moonlight does not shine.

One in the sky and one in the ground.

The difference between cloud and mud, how dare he, how dare he expect extravagantly?

But it's just wishful thinking.

I hope that the light of the stars can shine down a little, and shine on the dark and overcast land, so that the buds that grow in the darkness can also stretch and grow under the moonlight.

But at the same time, he was afraid that the ugliness of the dark place would disgust the other party, and he would never set foot again.

Xiao Sheng closed his eyes slowly, and clenched his fingers into fists to cover his chest.

Feel the beating passion, anticipation, deep ardor and longing inside.

Then the morning breeze blew by, the tips of the hair brushed lightly, and everything died away.

—The morning light in the heart of those countless nights, it is better to shine forever, noble and unpretentious, and never know the base feelings of dark places.

After more than ten years of pursuit, he didn't ask for much, as long as he could watch from a distance, it was enough.

Look at it every day: golden curly hair, deep and charming blue eyes, burned in my heart over and over again.

Just like the warm brown wine in the cold winter, just thinking about it has already ironed my heart.

Mr. Sade, Mr. Martin... No matter how many names he is called, he is the same person in his heart:

The beautiful boy who saved him and his father from the fire and water 12 years ago under the chaotic horseshoe.

What is beautiful is not only the appearance, but also the gentle demeanor and the compassionate heart for all beings.

The flustered streets, the roaring crowd, the body slumped on the ground and panting like broken gongs... Only the white hand stretched out from the stopped carriage is what Xiao Sheng will strive for no matter how many midnight dreams come back The presence.

Against the chaotic and fragmented background, he held it so quietly and calmly, with his blond face half hidden under the curtain, smiling gently and kindly: "For God's sake, do you need help?"

That was the only warm light that Xiao Sheng saw in that cramped and dark life.

Xiao Sheng cherished it, and trembled slightly when he actually kissed the back of the opponent's hand.

It was a master-servant ceremony, and it was also his promise and loyalty to him that would last forever.

The iron cannot be broken, the wind cannot blow away, even if the bones disappear, it is the only belief that is entangled in the depths of the soul.

Martin Sade, the castle lord of Sade Manor, the owner of the land by the east.

His soul, his redemption, the love of his heart.

Follow your gift and will follow your path.

Qingqing Zimu, I only ask you.

If you can't ask for it, you can wait for it.

Up and down, my heart is willing.

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