What to do if your crush is the Earl

"I'm depending on you, aren't you welcome?" Martin laughed.

"Of course you are welcome, Master Odin... You can spend your whole life if you want." Tarne took off his clothes and hung them on the closet, approached him, and sat down on the sofa.

The brown-red haired man is tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a broad body, with a gentle and doting smile on his face.

"Don't, don't..." Martin sat up on the sofa in fright, "I will misunderstand you when you say that."

"Hahaha, what's the harm in misunderstanding?" Tarne paused for a moment, then became serious, "Odin, didn't you notice? In fact, after Owen is gone, many people want to treat you well."

"........."

Martin avoided his gaze, looked away,

"I know... that's why I can't bear it even more. My misunderstanding and debt to him. It would be great if I could... go back to the past."

The atmosphere stagnated.

The servant brought new tea in an enamel flower cup, clear light brown famous black tea, and put it in front of Tarney.

Tarney looked at it, remembered something, and said teasingly, "I heard that you sent all my servants home?"

He suddenly remembered this. While he was still on the road, he received a letter of complaint from a maid, which made him dumbfounded.

"They're too noisy." Martin rubbed his ear with one hand, disgusted.

"Then the one left..." Tarne looked over, but suddenly realized, "...Gita?!"

The servant was a teenage black-haired boy, and he smiled demurely when he heard his master call his name.

"You really know how to bully people..." Tarney was speechless.

Geeta is a mute.

"How can this be called bullying? Geeta does the work of two people and receives the wages of five people. He said he was very happy, right, Geeta?"

The black-haired boy smiled and nodded.

Tarney: "...All right. How long are you going to stay here? Over at the Acropolis... Can you do it without you?" Tarney smoked a cigar from the wooden box, squinted his eyes, Watch the tobacco slowly ignite with a smokeless match, then shake the match out and drop it into the box.

"There should be someone... who will take care of it." Martin tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling lamps in Tarney's house. The decoration style of the villa is very simple, mostly wooden furniture, and the decoration is warm. When the sun shines in, it gives people a very warm and ironing feeling, "I think you are very good."

Tarnay breathed out a puff of smoke, looked at Martin, and said nothing.

Martin maintained the posture of looking up without moving, with one hand resting on the back of his neck.

Tarnay just watched, slowly finishing his cigar.

The cigarette butt was put into the bowl, and Tarney said, "I remember you had an attendant by your side before, why didn't you bring him?"

The last time Martin and the others came over, Tarnay had a few conversations with the attendant named Xiao Sheng, feeling that he had a unique temperament.It's hard to say what it is, but it's enough to make it memorable.And according to his observation, the relationship between Martin and this attendant must not be shallow.

Martin still closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "He...is not doing well, I let him go..."

"I thought you cared about him?"

"Yeah, I really care..."

"Then why? You guys, did something happen in Fancheng?"

"We, he..." Martin murmured, but he suddenly stopped talking, he was stunned, and suddenly woke up.

The eyebrows of the man who was sitting on the opposite sofa became closer in front of his eyes, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes were deep and downcast.

Martin reacted quickly: "Tarney, I remember I said, you are not my type?"

"Hahahahaha," Seeing that he was fully awake, Tarne took a step back and said, "Master Odin is quite sharp."

As expected, he felt the familiar dizzy feeling in his head. Martin frowned and rubbed his forehead: "Don't do this again next time."

Tarner resumed his smiling face: "Master Odin, if you want to open up a bit, why not be able to put down your burden and sleep well? I think you have dark circles around your eyes."

Martin ignored his gag: "——If you have time, Dr. Tarnay might as well care more about your patients."

"You are my patient too." Tarney said aggrievedly.

Martin: "..." Indeed, there is no way to refute it.

He drank the last bit of hot tea in his cup and stood up.

Tarney watched him turn and walk out, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Who just said I didn't get enough sleep?" Martin turned back and said, "I'll go up and sleep."

Looking at Martin's disappearing figure, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he sighed.

It was only a matter of time before asking.

As expected, Odin was still too wary.

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Acropolis.

It's been a month, and Xiao Sheng still hasn't heard from Martin.

The entire manor is in order, and the servants are still busy. The fruits in the vineyards on the back mountain are ripening, and pickers are busy coming in and out every day. Baskets of fruits are shipped out and sent to regular traders for sale. Lose.

Khazard Manor is still empty.

Its owner is nowhere to be found.

The Sade Manor was taken over by the Sade family seven generations ago, and has witnessed countless generations of glory and decline.Many side branches branched out, and new main branches lived and multiplied here.But in the past two generations, the main branch has gradually withered, and even to Martin, he was the only one stationed. Now, even the only owner of Sad Manor is lost.

The birds chirping in the woods late at night seemed to be the manor weeping and weeping.

For five days on No. 30 of Acropolis waiting for news, Xiao Sheng ushered in an uninvited guest.

"Master Cecil?"

The visiting young man was wearing a white dress with orange lines, looked left and right, and when he saw Xiao Sheng, he showed a smile on his cheek: "Master Xiao Sheng, I'm glad to see you here again."

"you……"

"I recently majored in herbal science at the University of Denton. I encountered some difficulties. I wanted to ask Mr. Sade for advice. I heard that he was back earlier. Is he not here?"

"No." Xiao Sheng shook his head, "I haven't been back since then."

"How come? Is Master Sade still traveling?" Cecil was obviously taken aback.

"Something happened..." Xiao Sheng said, following Cecil's curious eyes, he briefly explained what could be said.

"This really surprises me," Cecil said, "You don't look like someone who would betray your husband."

"That's the truth." Xiao Sheng smiled wryly.

"But Mr. Xiao Sheng seems to have repented, otherwise he wouldn't have been waiting in the manor, wouldn't he?" Cecil thought for a while, and seriously suggested, "Have Mr. Xiao Sheng tried to take the initiative to find it?

—For example, follow the trajectory of your travels? "

"As you said, I have already sent people to the province of Saint-Deming in the north of the seaport to search, but there is no news yet." Xiao Sheng shook his head.

As the midday sun flickered, his black eyes shone with the brilliance of glass, and he suddenly said in surprise: "No, there is another place!!!"

Cecil smiled: "It seems that you have already made a choice."

Xiao Sheng looked at him, and suddenly felt that this young man was very kind and pleasing to the eye: "Thank you, Master Cecil, you have helped us twice."

Cecil smiled: "I dare not, I look forward to your good news."

Eastern Denton.

There are two rows of green street trees on the avenue in the villa area.Since the new mayor was appointed, the work in this area has been doing well.

In Doctor Tarnay's mansion.

The blond man slowly turned down the spiral staircase.

He looked at the doctor sitting on the sofa with some doubts: "Who were you talking to just now?"

"Oh, Odin, you're awake!" Tarne greeted enthusiastically, "It was just now a servant at home, asking me what food I need to buy today." After speaking, he picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

Martin looked at him suspiciously, but he didn't think too much about it. He walked aside, sat down on the wide sofa, and picked up the newspaper beside him to read.

"By the way, haven't you been writing about that lately?" Tarney asked.

"You mean the dark novella?"

"Yes," Tarney said, "I'll give you some inspiration, and I also heard from a family member of one of my patients."

Martin made an air of all ears.

"In Denton City, there is a ruins of an ancient seaside building left a long time ago..." Tarney whetted his appetite.

Martin smiled: "If it was just a simple ruin, you wouldn't come here to tell me, would you? Go ahead."

Tarne has an expression that can't hide it from you: "It was said by the family members of the patients I consulted today. Their uncle went on a trip to that area a few days ago. After exploring the ruins by the sea at night, he disappeared. Later, people went in again. If you search, you can’t find anyone, and there’s nothing there. There’s no one alive, no dead body, and it’s been three months now, but still nothing.”

"Has the local police filed a case?"

"It's established, but it's useless. If you can't find it, you can't find it. The patient's family has some connections, and he put pressure on the district chief over there. That adult almost turned over the entire site. No one was found."

"Oh? Could it be that man jumped into the sea by himself?"

"They have also thought about this situation, but the relative of their family has no history of mental illness, and the second property is rich and happy, so this possibility can basically be ruled out."

"That's not necessarily true. Some suicidal tendencies are deeply hidden. As a doctor, don't you understand this most?" Martin raised his eyebrows with a smile, and his appearance was a little sinister.

"Odin, it's not fun to argue like this." Tarne was really helpless, "It is said that this kind of thing happened more than 30 years ago, but there are very few records about that year, it's just word of mouth. There is a legend—the ghost of the former owner of the ruins has not left, and has been hovering near the sea area, and when it sees someone entering, it will confuse him and take him to another world."

After Tarner finished speaking inductively, he felt that he had done his best to exaggerate the atmosphere, but Martin still sat motionless, with his index finger gently tapping his upturned knee very rhythmically.

"How about it, is there enough material for you?" Tarney was a little worried.

Martin thought for a while: "It's okay."

"That's good." Tarney felt that this was already a very good evaluation for Martin. "You can go there to have a look when you have time, just to relax. Denton is only three days away from here." the journey."

"Speaking of which, who was it just now?—I always feel that the voice is somewhat familiar."

Tarney: "..."

OK.After diverting attention for a long time, the topic returned to the original point.

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感谢在2020-05-0323:51:42~2020-05-0520:49:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Yuyu 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!