Abandoned Lover [Future]

"If tomorrow is your last day in Cornova, is there any place you would like to go?"

The night before he was discharged from the hospital, Eugene sat leaning on the hospital bed and asked Xiao while looking out the window.In the few days when he was forcing the wound to heal, he was always prone to sleepiness when he was not in pain, and now he looked a little lazy, reminiscent of a leopard resting.

Xiao didn't answer right away.If Eugene lost the next match, tomorrow was indeed the last day he could survive, but he didn't like the premise of the question very much.

"...Please don't say such things."

Eugene was held by Xiao, only then did he realize that his words sounded a little ominous.

"I didn't mean that." Eugene looked at the hand being held, and slowly reorganized his words. "I just want to say, if there is any place you want to go in particular, we can go and see it tomorrow."

Even though he said that, Xiao didn't hear any anticipation from the tone.

It made his chest feel like he had been lightly stung.

… Before participating in a gladiatorial fight, Eugene would always ask similar questions, and then plan to take him to different places.

At that time, they were like a pair of the most ordinary lovers on a date.Eugene would be overwhelmed by his sudden approach and easily amused by his humble gift.During that short period of time, Shaw was able to judge almost perfectly how his actions would affect Eugene.It was as if Eugene's heart was contained in a glass chest, and he could even see this man's heartbeat.

But that Eugene was not the person in front of him.

After Eugene signed up for the wrestling, the way they got along gradually changed.Before Xiao realized it, Eugene had already built a wall—behind the wall, Eugene paid for him unilaterally and would smile at him tenderly.But when Xiao wanted to reach out, he found that he was almost out of touch with this person.

Shaw didn't know why things turned out like this.

Over the past two days, as Eugene healed rapidly, his chances of being able to touch Eugene naturally had diminished rapidly.It made him realize that Eugene, sober and autonomous, didn't seem to need him much, or his cheap kisses and hugs.

How unbearable is this?

At the same time that he wanted to hold Eugene in his palm more and more, Eugene actually walked away slowly.

Xiao's expression still didn't change.After withdrawing his thoughts, he began to think about the answer to Eugene.Today's moonlight is extraordinarily bright, and the white fluorescent light falls in front of his eyes, which reminds him of a place that he has always been concerned about.

"...I want to see the White Tower," he said.

White Tower?Xiao's answer surprised Eugene a little.Apart from government agencies, the White Tower is the backyard of nobles, what else is there?

He just thought for a moment, and immediately thought of the answer.

——The Arning family's mansion is in the White Tower, which is the home of Deed and his mother.

Although Xiao's attitude towards him is a bit strange these days, some things are destined not to change.

Eugene lowered his head and smiled.Today, he almost no longer feels uncomfortable because of this kind of thing.

"Really. I just happen to have plans to go there too."

Xiao himself didn't know why he mentioned the White Tower, so he couldn't understand why Eugene would go along with him.

— the next day.

Eugene and Xiao stood in front of Alning's mansion.When the door opened to them, Eugene stepped forward, only to find Shaw standing motionless behind him.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say you wanted to come yesterday?"

Only then did Xiao realize that Eugene had misunderstood what he meant. "What I said I wanted to see was the building called the White Tower."

He had indeed forgotten the possibility.Eugene thought for a while and said, "But I want to go in and see Dietrich and mother. Are you sure you don't want to come together?"

"I'm sure."

The cyborg's tone was rarely affirmative, so Eugene let him go.

… Dietrich could hardly believe his ears when he heard the transmission.Eugene seldom came back here, and each time he only showed up after repeated pleading.This time Eugene didn't ride his motorcycle when he came, but stepped into the courtyard step by step with both feet.When Dietrich ran to the balcony on the second floor, his brother looked up and smiled at him.

That smile instantly brought Dietrich back to a long time ago.

As a kid, he used to stand in this same spot every Friday, waiting for his older brother to come home from public school.He stood on the balcony and called the other person's name loudly, and the sun-like boy would wave to him and take out his favorite cookie jar from the schoolbag behind him.

Dietrich suddenly felt hot-eyed.He quickly ran downstairs, and when Eugene stepped into the hall, he hugged Eugene forcefully, with joyful and excited lights in his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance? I can send someone to pick you up...Have you had breakfast? Speaking of which, I got some good wine a few days ago..."

Eugene raised his hand, moved some distance away, and stopped him from instructing the servant: "Nothing else, I just want to see my mother."

Dietrich's movements paused for a moment: "She's still the same, upstairs. I... Shall I go with you?"

"No, it will be ready soon." Eugene waved his hand.Before going upstairs, he thought briefly, then turned to Dietrich and said, "If you have whiskey here, let's have a drink together later."

"Of course it's okay." Dietrich was overjoyed because of the sudden invitation, and after he realized it, he showed a childlike smile: "It's still the brand you like, without ice, right?"

Eugene nodded and walked up the stairs leading upstairs.

Even though it was the right time of day, the gorgeous and spacious master bedroom was dark.Most of the heavy bed curtains were drawn, and the sunlight came in from the gap, casting a nearly dazzling strip of light on the floor.Mrs. Arning was sitting on a soft couch, looking out of the window through the gap in the curtains, her knees were also covered with a thick blanket in summer.

"Mother." Eugene came to the woman, pulled a low velvet stool and sat down.

The woman turned her head slowly.

"You haven't seen me for a long time."

Eugene lowered his head and looked at the hands in front of him: "I'm sorry."

The room was silent.

"But if I don't come to see you, you won't contact me at all." Eugene smiled.

The woman looked at him, then turned her head out of the window.

"Probably because I have nothing to say to you."

"……Too."

The atmosphere between the mother and son was extremely cold, as if they were a pair of strangers.However, although the conversation was difficult, the two of them seemed to have gotten used to this kind of interaction.As if it was a routine, Eugene asked about the other party's daily life, but did not mention anything about himself.

At last, seeing the woman grow more and more silent, Eugene rose to his feet.

"I'm going, mother."

These words subtly touched the woman on the soft couch.She turned her head and frowned slightly: "...Where are you going?"

Eugene didn't answer.He just looked at this woman - her curly brown hair mixed with silver, her thin face, eyes that looked like black in the shadows, and the corners of her lips that rarely smiled in his 30 years of life .

He looked at her seriously, looking at the scene with her presence, like looking at a dull oil painting.

"I wish you good health and wellness."

As he said so, he turned and stepped back to the sunny corridor outside the bedroom door.

Dietrich was waiting at the door, and when he saw him come out, he hurriedly handed over the short crystal cup filled with the amber liquid in his hand.Eugene looked at the condensed water droplets on the side of the glass, and knew that Dietrich must have prepared wine for him early.

The two brothers went to sit in the courtyard together.The summer wind blew gently, and the black-haired man sat in front of the young nobleman, listening patiently to every trifle he said.

Time passed quickly, and Dietrich had just finished chatting about the new batch of horses he bought earlier, and was about to pick up a glass of wine to moisten his throat, but found Eugene looking at him very tenderly.

This made his heart curl up slightly.Obviously it was the feeling of being illuminated by the sun, but he couldn't help but panic.

As if to test his premonition, Eugene put down the wine cup in his hand and smiled at him: "Xiao is still waiting for me, I have to go first."

Dietrich hurriedly stretched out his hand: "No...stay for lunch, right? He...you can let him come..."

His brother reached out to him, and the palm of his hand fell on the top of his hair, ruffling his hair gently. "Take care, Deed. Don't worry about Mommy all the time."

……

Outside the gate of Alning's mansion, Xiao still maintained the same posture as when Eugene left.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Eugene took a deep breath, "Let's go see the White Tower. But before that, I want to drop by somewhere."

The road to the White Tower runs right past the Rothschilds' house.Eugene stopped there specially, because Joshua was not at home, he took out a box from his pocket and handed it to the other party's housekeeper.

After that, the two walked slowly to the White Tower.

Its footprint is modest relative to the height of the building.Seen from a distance, the tower body that goes straight into the sky looks too slender, as if it could be instantly destroyed by a storm.

Hundreds of meters away from the White Tower, there is a transparent barrier that tightly wraps the tower.When a pedestrian tries to touch it, the contact surface of the barrier will be slightly dented, revealing some lines of electronic crystals.Bystanders can see the outline of the barrier, but they cannot judge where the barrier extends.For this reason, Eugene and Xiao also stopped a few hundred meters away and did not go any further.

Probably because the entire area of ​​the White Tower is extremely clean and solemn. Although there are many tourists who come to observe the White Tower, they still maintain a quiet atmosphere, talking with each other in a very small voice, not noisy.

The two looked up quietly for a while, and Xiao heard Eugene ask him: "Why do you want to see this?"

"I don't know." Xiao answered honestly. "But I'd love to go to the top of the tower."

"Who isn't? Everyone thinks the scenery there must be very good." Eugene said in a low voice. "But there are some things, it's better not to look at them."

Xiao turned his head and looked at Eugene: "What's on top of the White Tower?"

Eugene turned his head and looked back at him calmly.

"A legacy."

……heritage. legacy.

The meaning that this word can cover is too broad, and it can refer to all the valuable things left over from the past.It is completely reasonable to say that the White Tower is a cultural heritage left by the predecessors to the present, but what Xiao asked was what is on the White Tower.

He thought of the strange urban stories on Eugene's computer with the key word "inheritance", and vaguely felt that Eugene had told him something very important.

However, Eugene obviously didn't intend to continue explaining, because he held Xiao's hand and said to the latter: "Kiss me, Xiao."