[Hannibal] Assimilation

Gabriel thought it was very interesting, and Ms. Cross invited him to her house as a guest. He happened to meet Neil who came to hand in the drawings for the exhibition, and the boy who didn't know what being polite was talking to himself followed.And while Gabriel sat looking out in Ms Cross's living room, Jonathan Quick was standing outside in the courtyard.

Since the beginning of winter, the temperature has dropped sharply. The black boy shrank his neck, put his hands in his pockets, stood in the cold wind, and looked at this side.

"Gabriel, your black tea, and Neil's coffee."

"Thank you."

"Thank you, Ms. Cross."

"You're welcome, I'm not at school now, just call me Anita, please."

Anita Cross, 50 years old, divorced, once had a son who was about the same age as Gabriel, and was sentenced to his father during the divorce, but it is said that he died a few years ago.Ms Cross, heartbroken and giving up her beloved painting to teach at a university, said seeing them was like seeing her dead son.

Gabriel stirred the black tea in the white porcelain cup with a small spoon, and the aroma wafted out. Gabriel frowned, and said suddenly, "What about your ex-husband? His son had an accident under his care, and he felt very uncomfortable." Bar?"

Neil tugged on Gabriel's clothes, as if he disagreed with his topic, Gabriel gave him a suspicious look.

What a simple kid, that's nice.

"Uh...why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?" Neil touched his cheek, his face flushed slightly, and he found that whenever Gabriel looked at him, he would blush.

"It's nothing, is the coffee good?" Gabriel asked.

"Ah, it's good. Anita's coffee is very fragrant."

"Thank you, as long as you like it," Anita smiled, stroking the pillow on her lap with her hands, and sighed, "My ex-husband has remarried. During his most difficult time, he was lucky to meet It will be much easier for the current wife to have someone to support each other."

"You are doing well now." Gabriel said with a little deep meaning.

"Yeah, Anita, your class is very popular, everyone likes you!"

Ms. Cross is a very kind teacher. Many students in the school like her, and Neil is no exception. At first he didn't know why Cross cared so much about Gabriel, but after seeing the photo on the fireplace in her living room, Neil knew.

It turns out that Gabriel looks like her dead son... Well, it's not about appearance, but about temperament, the hair color is the same, and Gabriel's eye color is lighter.

"Although I have experienced sad things, I think I am fine now, and I am very happy to have you by my company every day." Anita said with tears in her eyes, "Staying with children like you, I feel I'm much younger, but you young boys only like those hot girls, don't you think my old woman is old and ugly..."

"Anita is beautiful." Gabriel's sky blue eyes were full of sincerity, and when he praised someone, he would definitely use the most blushful affection.

Cross covered his mouth and looked at him, the tears in his eyes couldn't help falling down, "I'm sorry, I...Gabriel, you are so kind, if my Jeffrey is still alive...he will be like you Just as good, I'm sorry..."

Gabriel rose to sit next to Ms. Cross, and Gabriel felt her body stiffen and then relax as he approached her, if only for a moment.Gabriel pretended not to notice, comforting her in a low voice.

When she calmed down, they chatted about other topics, during which Gabriel drank all the black tea in his cup, and so did Neil.

Neil felt sleepy while chatting, probably because the house was too warm, he thought.

The sofa is very soft, and the pillows on the back are very comfortable. I finally finished finishing the exhibition painting yesterday and dealt with some small details. I stayed up late and didn’t go to bed. It’s okay to take a rest now, right?

The drowsiness seemed to be contagious, Gabriel saw that Neil couldn't open his eyes, and then slowly closed them.

In the dimness, someone came to his side, trembling old hands stroked his cheek, and then he didn't know anything.

But he didn't fall asleep for too long, because...

"What happened?!" Neil was also woken up. He jumped up and ran from the direction of the sound.

Gabriel rubbed his eyes, got up and straightened his clothes before following.

It was the glass door on the side of the living room. There was a big hole in the door, and the cold wind blew in through the hole, blowing away the warmth in the room.The body quickly turned from warm to cold, and among the shards of glass on the ground, Gabriel saw a stone.

"It's him!" Neil stood on tiptoe and looked outside the wall. "It's Jonathan! He broke the glass, my God! What the hell is he trying to do?!"

The tall black boy ran with his back to them. Judging by his clothes and figure, he was indeed Jonathan Quick who had been following them before.

"Where's Anita?" Gabriel looked around, but found no sign of Ms. Cross. He frowned and called Cross's name loudly, but it seemed that only he and Neil were left in the house. Gabriel heard no response other than their voices.

"Look separately, you go to the second floor to have a look."

"Okay, Gabriel, be careful..." Neil hesitated, "I always feel that something is wrong, why both of us fell asleep?"

"Let's find someone first." Gabriel nodded, then turned and walked to other rooms.

Usually if people want to hide something, they will find a secret place, and this place is usually underground.

Gabriel walked around the house and found nothing strange, so he opened the door and walked into the yard.

The yard was full of trees, and the arrival of winter made the ground covered with fallen leaves. Gabriel inspected it carefully, and finally found an iron door embedded in the ground leading to the basement in the back yard.

He looked at the iron door without a padlock, pondered for a moment, turned and left.

While standing in the living room, Gabriel deliberately chose an angle where he could see the courtyard door, and then Neil, who was unsuccessfully searching upstairs, ran down, and the moment Gabriel turned his head to talk to him, he heard someone behind him open the door and come in.

"Children, how are you feeling?" Anita Cross came over and put her arms around them, "Just saw you all fell asleep, I went to the nearby convenience store to buy some things, you... omg that glass door What's wrong?"

"It's Jonathan, he broke the glass with a stone!" Neil shouted, "Anita, we thought something happened to you!"

"Sorry ma'am, we went into all the rooms to make sure you didn't have any accidents, if you mind..." Gabriel lowered his head and apologized, but he was actually observing the shoes on Cross's feet. They came by car just now , there is a place not far from the door where the water pipe broke a few days ago. Although it has been repaired, the mud on the road has not been cleaned up. If Anita really goes out like she said, the soles of her shoes will definitely be stained. Get on the mud.

"What are you talking about, dear Gabriel?" Anita held the young man's head and kissed him affectionately on the forehead. "You are worried about me. It's too late for me to thank you. How can I blame you?"

Gabriel laughed. The floor that Anita walked on was very clean, without any stains, but there was a leaf of a tree in the backyard caught in the trouser leg.

Ms. Cross graciously forgave Jonathan for smashing the glass of her house with a stone, and asked Neil and Gabriel not to talk about it in school. She would find an opportunity to educate Jonathan privately.

The freckled boy was still angrily cursing Jonathan Quick when Gabriel and Neal left Ms. Cross's house and parted at the intersection, the last time Gabriel saw Neil.

Live Neil.

The art exhibition will be two days later. It was the weekend. Gabriel woke up very early. Hannibal was sitting on the bed watching his iPad. Seeing him waking up and rubbing his hair, he said with a smile, "Why did I take you there when I was a child?" Like at a picnic, too excited to sleep?"

"Hmph." Gabriel wrinkled his nose, this action made him look very cute, but concerned about the mood of his adopted son, Hannibal just thought about it in his heart and didn't say it out loud.

Gabriel yawned, sat up and turned his head to look at the screen in Hannibal's hand, "It's 'Crime Revealing Network' again? You are really a loyal fan of that beautiful reporter."

"Gabriel is jealous?" Hannibal watched as the young man got up from the warm blanket, took off his pajamas, and exposed himself naked to the air. An inch is carefully crafted by him, and no one can take it away from him, not even Gabriel himself.

"Haha, it's the funniest joke of the century." Gabriel put on a thick sweater and jeans.Winter in Baltimore is coming quickly, and it is very cold, maybe it will snow tomorrow, "Isn't it a terrible thing to be liked by you? I should sympathize with that...what's his name?"

"Fred Lords."

"Yes, Ms. Lowes, I feel really sorry for her." Gabriel shrugged and left the bedroom.

Hannibal laughed.

When they arrived at the school in the old Bentley after breakfast, the time was just right. The principal Cooper received Hannibal himself. Gabriel, like all college students, did not like to talk to the principal. After getting Hannibal With Ba's permission, he wandered around the exhibition hall alone.

All the paintings had been put into frames and hung in the exhibition hall. Gabriel looked at them one by one, because the exhibition was very large and other schools also participated in the exhibition, so there were a lot of people.

Hannibal is good at painting, and Gabriel has been cultivated with a high level of art appreciation by his side since he was a child. Of course, he himself is not interested in learning painting.

But this is not a hindrance, he has high vision, I am afraid that no student in this exhibition hall can match it.

Neil's painting was hung in the most prominent place in the center of the exhibition hall. Gabriel looked up at the oil painting that was half the height of a person. The person in the painting had long blond hair, his eyes were closed and his upper body was naked, his hands were crossed and his fingers were spread out. , Elegant as a ballet dancer.His figure is half in the setting sun and half in shadow.

This is a beautiful painting. People are usually attracted by the beauty of the characters. In addition, Neil’s painting style is realistic. He has put a lot of thought into the expressions of the characters. Anyone who sees this painting will be impressed by it. The smiles of the characters are moving.

Only Gabriel noticed at first glance that the red clouds in the setting sun looked like the wings of an angel, while the bat wings of a devil were deeply hidden in the darkness.However, Neil did not tell him about this idea. Although it may have been added by Neil later, it does not fit Neil's character.And the large expanse of sunset is also very strange, the color is very strange.

Gabriel felt like something was out of control, and he didn't like it.

"My God! This painting is so beautiful. Is this painting an angel? Why, this painting has no name?"

The place where the name was pasted on the frame was blank, and it looked as if he had forgotten to write it.

"Gabriel Lecter, the person in the painting, why don't we ask him, look, he's right there... Hey Gabriel!" Some students in the school recognized Gabriel, and they surrounded him , very interested in this painting.

"But where's Neil? Shouldn't he be standing here explaining his idea? That's what everyone else does," someone asked.

"I don't know. Speaking of which, I didn't see him yesterday." A student who took the same class as Neil asked, "Have you seen him, Gabriel?"

More and more people gathered in front of the painting. Suddenly, something fell from the ceiling. It hit the open space in front of the guardrail, splashing a lot of blood. The people surrounding the painting were the first to bear the brunt. Several girls uttered scream.

Gabriel touched the blood spattered at the corner of his mouth, and looked down at the boy who was no longer human. A card fell into the pool of blood, and Gabriel saw that it said: Do you like the gift I gave you?

"Gabriel," Hannibal said, amidst all the screaming and confusion, coming up behind Gabriel, with a broad hand on his shoulder, "are you alright?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Hannibal looked at the corpse and the painting on the ground.

"That painting, Gabriel, that color is blood."

The author has something to say:

Delete the English sentence, stop pretending to be forceful 〒▽〒 can’t pretend