nameless country

The patter of rain is falling, and in winter, the bare tree trunks have no vitality.

William stared out of the foggy window in a daze.The stories that happened in the last world were too weird: the witch who appeared suddenly, the driver with the same face as Jacob, the sudden change of Princess Margaret's attitude - all were out of William's control.

William is probably a person with strong control. His experience as a child made him adapt to being displaced and living without a fixed place. blade, the youngest colonel.What doesn't match his gentle, harmless and even overly beautiful appearance is his sharp heart inside, he doesn't trust anyone, doesn't believe in love, and does whatever means for the purpose.

Faced with various emergencies on the battlefield, the young colonel always stays calm and looks for the fastest and best solution.He is like a cold machine, because he knows that there is nothing to rely on but himself.Others are hell.

"It's really careless. I thought it was a story I was familiar with, so I could follow the original story. Every story has a chance, just like every legend on the battlefield has an element of luck. It seems that I don't belong to that lucky group. part."

He always thinks of Jacob recently. When they were young, they hugged each other in the same orphanage, just like a little match girl hugging her little match, a hopeless person hugging the hopeless remaining warmth.Maybe they are similar people, they feel like brothers, they grew up together. "Where did the little boy who was following me go?" Jacob turned out to be following him, just to accompany him like that, turning on a lamp, milk and coffee at night.But since that incident, Jacob seems to have changed - am I doing something wrong?Or did it give him thoughts he shouldn't have?

"No, it shouldn't be." William rubbed his eyebrows, "He has grown up, he has become eye-catching. Isn't that great? In just a few years, Jacob has become Alfred Mr. Adler's most proud disciple, he has become the most proud interrogator in the empire, he can extract anything he wants to know from everyone's mouth."

"What am I thinking? I should care about myself now. I don't know what will happen if the original story doesn't develop." William sat up straight, staring at the rain outside, and decided to change the story of the previous world and the original world. Put things aside and turn the pages.

"After all, people who are addicted to the past and memories are too prone to make more mistakes."

Fortunately, William has been here for a few months, and his body is just an ordinary teenager in this world: this means that he has neither gold nor silver, nor an amazing appearance.The most ordinary person, plain and delicate eyebrows and eyes.This means that he can do as he pleases, with almost no need to consider the constraints of his original personality.Regarding the worlds he was involved in, William already had vague guesses.He decided to do an experiment to confirm his guess.

Those amazingly beautiful or unusual life experiences mean more troubles - after all, everyone is innocent, but conceived is guilty, the more you have, the easier it is to lose.This faint joy only lasted for a few days. Unlike being a frog prince who knew his fate and trajectory as soon as he woke up, the world knew very little information, and everything was too commonplace.The longer he stayed, the more William felt that there was a scourge hiding under this tranquility.

The calmer you are, the closer you are to danger.This is his intuition and his experience.

In the following time, he was like the original life of this body, and inquired about the news by the way: this is a remote small town, adjacent to a huge forest.The forest is the private property of a viscount, and few people enter it.There were endless gossips about the viscount.Sometimes the viscount's golden carriage will drive to the castle in the forest, but the people in the small town don't know who is sitting in the car and where the viscount lives.

One day, when William passed by Aunt Rachel's house next door, he heard Rachel say to his daughter Tess, "If you don't obey me, I will marry you—" Before she finished speaking, her daughter was terrified. Looking at his mother, "I was wrong, I went to work."

William joked at the door, "Who, look, frightened Tess—could it be...me?"

Rachel looked around and said to William's ear, "It's the Viscount. You don't know these things. The Viscount has married seven wives, but the scary thing is that his wife will disappear after a while." .”

"Those of us who have lived here for a long time call him Bluebeard." Rachel's voice was low.

"Why is he called Bluebeard?"

"Silly boy, because his beard is blue." Rachel smiled, "A child in the street once saw the viscount open a small window in a carriage, and his thick blue beard was exposed. From now on, everyone has spread the word—of course, it is still called Lord Viscount outside. By the way, come to our house for dinner tonight, and you will save it by yourself.”

"Okay, auntie, wait, I'll hunt a hare for you! Let's have an extra meal." William finally got the key information and wanted to analyze it by himself.

"Be careful, don't run into the forest." Aunt Rachel instructed at the door.

"Got it." William went to the outskirts of the forest to look for the hare without looking back.

William ran after a hare for what seemed to be no end.

William, with his weak body, couldn't catch up with the hare at all. He stopped by the tree and bent over, panting heavily.The rabbit is gone, he seems to have lost his way.

"What's the matter, is there anything I can do for you?" William turned his head suddenly, and saw a man holding the rabbit leaning against the ebony wood behind him.

"Nothing." William looked away.

The man's eyes were as deep as the ocean, and the blue eyes seemed to hold everything in them.His waist is slender but straight, wrapped in a delicate dark dress, making people want to touch it and hold it.However, meeting such a strange-looking person in the desolate forest made William feel a little uneasy.

"That's my rabbit." William looked back.

"So do you want it? If so, you have to answer a question for me." The man shook the rabbit in his hand.

William pursed his lips, and looked at the stranger with the eyes of a cub, which was exactly the fear and anxiety of a 16-year-old boy lost in the forest, "You say."

However, William was thinking in his heart, "It's really annoying, it's not safe to catch a rabbit."

"What's your name?" The man tugged at the rabbit's ears.

"William. Now can you give me the rabbit."

"Ha, kid, it's not a good idea to get lost and run around in the forest—haven't you heard the legend of 'Bluebeard'?" the man tilted his head and asked playfully, while holding the Rabbit hand over.

"Blue Beard is only interested in those young girls. You are very funny, sir. What do you call it?" William looked back.

"Kargus, just call me Carl." The man smiled, "Maybe Blue Beard likes a little boy like you."

"Turn right and go straight ahead to get out of the forest. I'd be more than happy to help you." After he finished speaking, he stopped there, nodding his head slightly like a gentleman. "

"Goodbye, then, Mr. Kargus." William said without looking back.

"You have an interesting soul." Kargus turned and walked deep into the forest, "You can also call me Bluebeard."

William's footsteps paused in the middle, and then continued to walk forward.

The sound of grass rustling pushed away the winter nest, Kargus watched the direction William left, his smile slowly froze, and after a while he smiled softly as if thinking of something happy, " Funny soul."

"I'm back." Aunt Rachel brought the last dish to the table. "You're really good at it. I'll braise this rabbit. Wait a minute. You sit down and eat first."

William sat down with pea soup, his favorite soup.He took a deep breath, "It's been so many years since I sat at the table and ate with my family." "No, I don't even have a family, only Jacob cooks for me, and Barry."

The steaming heat of the food made William's tears almost fall.The memory of food is more profound than anything else. The temperature and taste remembered by the stomach are stored in the brain, and it is awakened by a similar temperature and taste again.People who haven't cried at meals probably never grow up.William was no longer the child who would cry at meals, although in this teenage boy's body, he had the illusion that he was a loved child.

"Aunt Rachel, have you heard of Carl Gus in this town?" William said, chewing his peas.

"I've never heard of this person, where did you hear this name." Aunt Rachel brought the diaper to the table.

"It's nothing, I heard someone mention it today." William looked at the rabbit, "It smells so good."

"How did this kid ask that all of a sudden," Aunt Rachel thought.She wanted to call William to ask what happened, but she stopped.She looked at William with soft eyes as if she saw her sister, and then called her little daughter and her husband to the table. "Eat more."

At night, William was lying on his wooden bed, and what came to his mind was the man he met today.There is an elegance in his manners, is this the blue beard, and it makes sense.His incredible blue eyes seem to be riding a water demon, looking at you in the water, waiting for an opportunity to drag you into the water.William's throat tightened, and he buried his head under the pillow, trying to expel that scene from his mind, but something grabbed his heart, and the lingering shadow was like a nightmare or a ghost. "It's fine if I don't provoke him, anyway, I'm not the bride of the blue beard." William thought so.But the unknown fate and the dark road made it difficult for him to sleep.

He put on his clothes and walked to the street. The black night was like a big mouth that was trying to swallow people in.A carriage hurried past William, but William didn't see the blue beard.

The day is getting brighter.

The author has something to say:

Yay Ya Ya Ya Jacob came out gloriously~

Hey, you exist deep in my mind~ (singit)

By the way, what would be the "that thing" that William didn't think about?Use your imagination.

"Wait and hope" hoho