[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

Infidelity, indulgence in pleasure, the truth is never seen in the eyes of men.

She was happy to use her youthful charm to seduce weak-minded male masters so that their wives could see what her husband really was, but there were no underage boys on this seduction list.

It's just that men often can't see the truth in their eyes. Even though Moira O'Hara won't attack a boy of Raffaele's age, he is a man who is about to grow up, not a young child, and he can't ignore her. femininity.

Moira O'Hara figured it out, she could be indifferent to this boy named Raffaele Harmon, who needed to go to school after all, and she could stagger her work hours.

But what Moira O'Hara didn't expect was that Raphaele's gaze was so calm and indifferent, without any unnecessary emotional fluctuations, only superficial gentleness and politeness, as if she didn't notice her charm at all.

This situation surprised Moira O'Hara. After all, even though the previous two homeowners were gay, they could still see her beautiful side.

It didn't take long for Moira O'Hara to discover that the differences that appeared to Raffaele were not unique.

She saw her target this time, the current male owner of the house, Ben Harmon.

He is tidying up his study, his future home office, as he has always done.After hearing the commotion in the living room, Ben Harmon walked over.

To Moira O'Hara's consternation, Ben Harmon saw her with equally calm eyes.He nodded politely at her, not at all the hunger and thirst of a man when he is aroused.

That's not pretending, but that he really has no desire for her, as if he can see her truth like a woman.

This is indeed the case.

Wearing an amulet made by Raffaele himself, the tricks played by the ghost did not confuse Ben Harmon's eyes at all.If it weren't for the blessing of the dark atmosphere in this house, what Ben and Vivienne could see would be more naked.

Raffaele, for example, blinked and saw Moira O'Hara dead, fatally wounded by a bullet through the eye.

That will greatly affect the first impression.

Moira O'Hara successfully interviewed to become the housekeeper of the house.

Raffaele took a thoughtful look at the back of Moira O'Hara walking into the bushes. According to her, she hailed a taxi and pretended to leave. Returning quietly to the basement of the house, Raffaele felt woken up.

Among these ghosts, there are talents that can be used.Two more Moira O'Haras, and the chores are gone.

In fact, the house elves in Greylock Castle are a good choice, but the house elves' housework magic is too good. If they take care of the housework, they can definitely keep the whole house spotless. There is not a single weed in the lawn, Vivi It's strange that An and Ben can't see anything unusual.

……

Knowing that Moira O'Hara had once again applied for the housekeeper of the house, Tate, who was well aware of Moira O'Hara's usual tricks, wanted to check the situation.

But thinking that he was stalking Raffaele Harmon like a voyeur yesterday afternoon and night, secretly peeking at him, Tate couldn't help but cover his face.

Shame.

In fact, he had observed the behavior of the previous homeowners before, but his mood was different at that time, at least not as he is now, which made him feel a little ashamed.

Tate figured he should hold back.

Moira, she has never seduced underage men, her target should be the male owner of this house, she should not start with Raffaele.

Squatting by the blueberry tree in the courtyard, Tate stared at the bulbs Raffaele had planted yesterday, trying to concentrate.

The bulbs didn't germinate today, and I don't know what the seeds are.

However, a little bit to look forward to.

Just as Tate was trying to keep himself from sneaking a peek at Raffaele, last night's music was playing again.

It is still the brisk tune that flows like a mountain spring.

By the time Tate realized it, he was already sitting on the jacaranda tree, where he was last night.

To Tate's only dismay, the curtains were drawn, and as he sat there, he could only see orange light and a silhouette through the curtains.

Tate's lips were tightly pressed, and after 30 seconds, he returned to the villa and went up to the third floor.

The door didn't close.

Tate hesitated, and stood at the crack of the door.

The harpsichord made a crisp and melodious sound, which became a melodious minor tune.

From the position of the door, Tate could see Rafael's side face, handsome and elegant appearance, and elegant posture, which almost made Tate think that he was illuminated by the Holy Light.

He saw God unconsciously until the music stopped.

When Tate saw Raphael turning his head, Tate almost flashed aside instantly, and then he remembered that he had actually remained hidden all along, and ordinary people couldn't see him now.

No no no, Raffaele is not an ordinary person, he knows it.

Tate's figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

Raffaele blinked, but he couldn't bear it?

This concentration is much better than before.

***

In a blink of an eye, four days have passed.

It's the fifth day the Harmons have moved to Los Angeles.

Ben Harmon's work was not going well.This is Los Angeles, not Boston. He doesn't have many contacts here. It will take time for him to regain his previous reputation.

Vivienne Harmon seemed to have lost all enthusiasm for the cello because of her miscarriage.After coming to Los Angeles, she did not rush to work, but chose to stay at home to recuperate.

As for Raffaele, moving to Los Angeles is probably the biggest gain since he regained his memory.

Originally, he thought he would go to hell to find a lover. A while ago, he was anxious because of the failure of the magic experiment. Now he just moved, and he found Finny. Oh no, it was Tate. There is something more fortunate than this ?

What also makes Rafael very happy is that Tate's attitude is obviously softening, it depends on how long he can last.

Benson Harmon and Wampus have had a lot of fun these few days. They basically go out at dawn and come back after dark.

Raffaele deliberately followed Wampus and Benson for a while when they went out one day, and then found out speechlessly that Wampers, carrying Benson on his back, beat all the cats, wild cats, dogs, and wild dogs in the nearby block. Not only did Wampus confirm his identity as the boss of cats and dogs, but even Benson's status rose accordingly. When he caught that beautiful cat and dog and sucked it around, those cats also obediently rubbed and rubbed them, not daring to resist. half point.

The corners of Raffaele's mouth twitched, he just pretended he didn't see the cat boss duo rampant in the neighborhood.

After dinner, Raffaele was still playing the piece on the harpsichord in the bedroom, leaving a gap in the bedroom door, and Ben and Vivienne seemed to have not heard the music, and the two whispered softly in the kitchen. Talking, the atmosphere is just right.

In the basement, Tate, who was playing football with Poregard Langton, paused his fingers, and he heard the sound of the piano again.

He glanced at Poregard Langton, who was smiling because he lost the ball, hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Bo, did you hear that?"

Poregard Langton looked at Tate suspiciously, his expression full of ignorance and doubt.

Evidently he had not heard the music, or else, in the character of Poregard Longton, he would have rushed to the third floor with great joy and clapped his hands vigorously to the music.

Tate froze for a moment, making sure he was the only one who could hear Raffaele's piano.

This is indeed the case.

When Raffaele was playing the piano, he carefully wrapped one end of the magic filament around Tate's body to ensure that he could hear the sound no matter where he was in the room.

Tate made up his mind after absently tossing the ball with Poregard Longton for three minutes.

He walked out of the basement and came to the third floor.

In front of his former bedroom.

He leaned against the door, listening to the same tune as yesterday.

When Raffaele finished playing the piece, he didn't leave directly like he did a few days ago, but stood there hesitantly and asked in a low voice, "Does this piece have a name?"

Raffaele bent his lips, he looked up at Tate who was standing outside the door, stretched out his hand to him, and said, "Come here."

Tate hesitated for a moment, he opened the door and walked in slowly.

Raffaele slightly staggered his body, getting out of the right half of the piano bench.

The implication is obvious.

Tate glanced at Raffaele, his lips pursed tightly.

Raphael's expression remained unchanged, but his heart murmured: Are you still too impatient?

The next moment, Tate walked between the harpsichord and the piano stool and sat on the other end of the piano stool.His back was straight, and more than half of his body was obviously stiff.

Raffaele was delighted, he put his left hand on the keys, and played the previous piece again, at a significantly slower speed.

In the music, Raffaele's voice was gentle: "There is no name, but you can choose one."

Tate froze for a moment. He turned his head to look at Raphael, who was pressing the keys slowly. In a trance, he seemed to see the same picture.

Tate opened his mouth uncontrollably and said softly, "Accompany."

Raffaele snapped his fingers on the keys, and the harpsichord uttered an unusually piercing note.

Tate woke up like a dream. He looked at Raphael, but saw Raphael bent his lips, and lightly pressed his fingers on the keys, and said slowly: "I like this name."

Tate blinked, and the previously tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

Raffaele stopped talking, and his movements of pressing the keys became more and more relaxed.If the tune at the beginning was light and clear, then it is gentle and quiet now.

Tate sat aside, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

Drowsiness welled up.

This is impossible.

Tate blinked hard, trying to beat the rising drowsiness.

The author has something to say:

***

#818Spicy protagonist who finally caught cp#

Raffaele: It's a good concentration, but it's a pity that I met ^_^

Tate: ...

Raffaele: What, are you so moved that you want to be okay?

Tate: No...

Raffaele: What about Chumi Chumi?

Tate: _(:з」∠)_