[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Mr. Elegant Landmallock

After Dominic left, Harry took out the clothes from the bag, and found that it was a silver-gray three-piece suit, and there were corresponding ties, socks, suspenders, shoes and other things inside.Except for the clothes, everything else is new and unopened.

He opened the shoe box and found a pair of exquisite brogue leather shoes inside.Harry frowned, always feeling a little dissatisfied.Then he was stunned, he obviously didn't wear leather shoes very much in his memory, why did he seem to know so much, and even had such a strong preference for him.

Harry paused for a moment but didn't delve into it. He took out the clothes next to him and changed them skillfully. He didn't know what material the suit was made of. It was obviously folded and placed without any creases.Harry changed his clothes, changed his socks, put on his shoes, put on his cufflinks, and tied his tie in a smooth manner.

Harry walked to the mirror, adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror, glanced at his messy sheep-like hair, and subconsciously picked up the comb and hairspray to tidy it up.

After everything was done, Harry finally realized that his whole body froze. He raised his head and looked at the image in the mirror that was completely different from his memory, but he only felt that it was very familiar, and even felt an inexplicable sense of peace.that is···

Harry raised his hand and touched his eyes subconsciously, always feeling that something was missing.

"Button, Harry, are you okay?" Dominic knocked on the door and asked as if he felt worried after waiting too long.

Only then did Harry come back to his senses. He looked at himself in the glasses again with a complicated expression, lowered his eyes slightly to collect all the emotions in his eyes, "I've changed, you can come in."

Only then did Dominic open the door and come in. He looked at Harry and then turned sideways to make way for the exit, "Then let's go."

Harry nodded and headed out, but there was still a sense of unreality when he actually walked out of the room.

The two were walking in the corridor, but the strange thing was that there was no one there.But Harry didn't ask much, and Dominic naturally didn't explain.

Harry walked beside Dominic, his steps becoming more and more consistent and harmonious with the person next to him.

Harry couldn't help asking, "Are you... my friend?"

Dominic raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Of course."

Harry couldn't help showing a smile, "You are really different from them."

Harry looked forward, and said in a flat tone, "They all prefer me before amnesia."

It didn't surprise Dominic that Harry was aware of the problem; after all, this was Harry Hart, one of Kingsman's best agents.

Dominique: "I thought you didn't want to admit you lost your memory."

Harry: "There is nothing wrong with admitting it, and I don't think there is anything wrong with me now." He likes himself as a lepidopterist.

Dominic glanced at Harry, "Do you need me to ask someone to take it for you?"

Harry froze, "What?"

Dominique: "Those butterflies you drew on the wall."

"Oh, those..." Harry said indifferently, "No, it's just a boring thing."

Dominic paused, Harry also stood still and looked at him strangely, "Is that so?"

Dominic gave Harry a deep look, shook his head, "It's nothing."

A trace of doubt flashed in Harry's eyes, followed Dominic and walked out, hesitated for a while and asked, "Where's that boy?"

Dominic raised his eyebrows slightly, "I thought you were afraid of him."

Harry: "How could I be scared of someone so much younger than me, I just..."

Harry didn't just come out for a long time, but the boy's joyful eyes after seeing him and the sad look after that kept appearing in his mind, and he couldn't drive them out no matter what.

Before they knew it, the two walked out of the base.Dominic hailed a taxi and the two got in.

Harry: "Then why are you different from them?"

Dominic stroked the golden head of the cane lightly, as if thinking about something, when he heard Harry's words, he said casually, "What's the difference?"

Harry looked at Dominic: "Why don't you want me to recover my memory? Why do you let me go?"

When Harry was finally willing to admit that he had lost his memory, although he was still dissatisfied with the rude behavior of those people before, he had to admit that it seemed to be the hope of his friends, and they all hoped that he could recover his memory.And the reason why they restrained him was because they were afraid of losing him.

Dominic glanced at Harry and sighed slightly, "Maybe you don't remember, but I have lived for too long, too long. So long that I can face loss calmly, so long that it is longer than letting you remember I, let you live by my side. I hope you can be happy, and I hope you can live in peace. But he can't."

Dominic didn't say his name, but both of them knew who he was referring to.

Dominic: "He's still too young, he can't bear to lose, even if it's for you and for you. Let alone losing again. Harry, you are very important to that child, very, very important. Although it may even be possible for him I haven't realized it yet, but he loves you."

Harry's heart skipped a beat at the word 'LOVE', and he couldn't help but glance at Dominic to make sure he didn't mean what he meant by 'love'.

Dominic didn't realize what Harry was thinking of. Having lived in the Corrupt Country for a long time, he was really used to the 'love that can be described in everything' here.

At this time, the taxi stopped in front of a small western-style building, and the two got out of the car. Dominic opened the door and invited Harry to enter.

As soon as Harry entered the room, he felt a strong sense of familiarity, but there was something wrong with it. There was a light missing here, this stool should be placed there, and the painting on the wall should not be there. that's it

The more Harry looked at it, the more torn he was, he always felt that the house was familiar in every way, but there was also a very disturbing feeling everywhere.

Dominic ignored Harry's furrowed brows, and handed him the key in his hand, "This is a property I own here, and you can live there with peace of mind. In addition, this card is also given to you, the password is XXXXXX, you Don’t mind just swiping casually, if you still need to call me, I’m already stored in this phone.”

Harry took the keys, bank card and mobile phone without any hesitation or embarrassment in his heart, he still looked around in confusion.

Dominic shrugged his shoulders. You must know that as a Chinese, when he had some spare money, the first thing he thought of was to buy a house, buy land, and buy a few dollars when he went to that country or region.At first, he was worried that he would be troublesome if he lived too long without being old. He didn't expect that an international supernatural organization was established at that time. In order to attract more people to register, they said that all registered people are not subject to age-related legal restrictions in any country.

That is to say, no matter how entangled the country is that he bought the land hundreds of years ago, he still has to admit it.So Dominic happily went to register, and in front of the registration staff, he took out his real estate certificate and land certificate, which were almost book thick. You must know that these things were just a piece of paper at that time.

So no matter how stunned the registrants are, no matter how bloody the relevant government is, they still have to register Dominica one by one.And after so many years of endless cycles of demolition, house repair, house repair, demolition, etc., Dominica now really doesn't know how many houses he has and how much land he still has.

However, Dominica will also keep one or two properties in most cities in each country for their own living.As for the appearance of those decorations, most of them came from various friends of Dominique.But in fact, no one wants to give it to him, mainly because he wants to pretend to be exactly the same, so they forget it.But Dominique just likes to add his own modification on the original basis.Although those modifications are small, they are everywhere, which really challenges everyone's aesthetic limit.

But Dominic just doesn't care, just like he deliberately changed Harry's phrase 'Oxford is better than Brock' to 'Block is better than Oxford' as his connection code, but in fact he doesn't have much preference for these two, I just wanted to hear Harry say the phrase 'Brock is better than Oxford' with a troubled face and a displeased tone.

However, these houses, Dominic is very innocent, he really just changed 'a little bit' according to his own habits and hobbies.

Thinking of this, Dominic remembered a little bit. He looked at Harry and said provocatively, "Harry, can you say 'Brock is better than Oxford' again?"

Harry paused, turned his head to look at Dominic expressionlessly, his eyes were sharp, and his whole body was menacing, as if he wanted to raise his umbrella the next moment to stun this wishful thinking person.

Dominic closed his mouth knowingly, always feeling that Harry was about to be stimulated by his words to regain his memory.

It should be my illusion, Dominic turned his head and thought, is it possible that this sentence is still the most unbearable existence of Harry's terror and fear?

Dominic shook his head, "Then I still have some things to do, so I'll leave first."

Harry nodded, put away his aura, and looked around again tangled up, his heart was about to move.

Dominic, who finally realized what Harry wanted to do, "..."

The corners of Dominic's mouth twitched, his complexion was a little troubled, he opened his mouth and finally he could only sigh, turned around and prepared to leave.He didn't know that behind him, Harry turned to look at him with a smile in his eyes, without any sense of entanglement at all.

"By the way," Dominic suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Harry, "I told your 'friends' about your stay here. If you don't want to see them, just remember not to open the door when the time comes .”

There was a flash of surprise in Harry's eyes, "I thought you didn't want them to see me." Otherwise, why did he clear out everyone there before?

Dominic tilted his head in doubt: "Actually, I don't mind. After all, what right do I have to prevent your friends from visiting you? What's more, didn't I say that? I just provided you with a place to live."

Dominic nodded slightly, then turned and left.He passed several bungalows of the same structure, then turned a corner, and stopped in front of a dark alley.The alley was a bit narrow, just wide enough for a person, and the location was extremely ingenious. It was very dark inside, and even gave people a gloomy feeling.

Dominic suddenly lowered his head and chuckled, "It seems that I was wrong. Even if you have short legs, you can't just think that you are just a 'corgi'."

Deep in the dark alley, a pair of green and icy eyes looked at Dominic coldly.Eggsy slowly walked out of the alley a little bit, but still kept most of his body hidden in the darkness. If Merlin was here, he would be surprised, because the current Eggsy is not as good as when he was with him before. At this time, he was cold and dangerous, like a lone wolf hiding in the dark and secretly watching its prey.

Dominic looked at Eggsy with a flash of admiration, "Can I ask you a question?"

Eggsy looked at Dominic blankly, without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes, "What?"

Dominic: "Why aren't you with that princess?"

Eggsy: "Why should I be with her?"

Dominique: "I thought she was your type."

Eggsy pursed her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.That's right, he originally thought that the princess was his favorite type. After all, which poor boy hasn't imagined that one day he can save the princess and get her favor?What's more, the princess is still so beautiful, smart, and strong, and she is loved by the people.

But he just... Eggsy dropped his eyes slightly, "I was just devastated. (I broke down.) When I opened the door and went in, when she pulled me up, when she tried to kiss me. I just broke down."

He didn't want to recall how he knelt down on the ground clutching his painful heart that seemed to burst in front of her that day, tears pouring out uncontrollably, mouth wide open, unable to stop because of too much pain retching.Just because he suddenly realized that even if this perfect woman who fit all his previous fantasies appeared in front of him, he would no longer be able to stir up any waves in his heart.

The one that had already occupied his heart early on, the one that could affect all his emotions and fluctuations, the one and only Harry Hart in the world had already died, bringing his heart with him.