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good.Sitting in the carriage, Morton felt that his feelings for Lindsay were indeed abnormal, but he also knew clearly that he couldn't control it at all.He settled Lindsay in the villa, and he couldn't help but go and have a look.The number of times is increasing, and the time of stay is getting longer and longer.In this world full of wars, intrigues and ulterior motives, only in this villa, only by Lindsay's side, Morton can truly feel a moment of peace.

Lindsay is too quiet, too pure, too gentle.He reads quietly, cleans the room quietly, and eats quietly.All his actions are cautious, and he cherishes everything as if he is afraid of losing it in the next second.He was never impatient, never complained, and never held grudges.Morton liked to stay here, his body and mind were completely relaxed, and he opened the door again to go out, still the cold and arrogant Morton.

It is absolutely impossible to lock up Lindsay as Master said, although it is safer, he would rather let Lindsay leave.Morton never forgot Ida.People who grow up blind suffer more than those who were born blind.She remembered the bright night stars, the dewdrops on the petals, and the white swing in the yard, but she could never see them again.This huge gap made Ada mean and cunning like a hysterical patient, trying her best to sarcasm and hurt everyone around her.Her parents, who had several children, gradually regarded her as a burden, refused to let her see outsiders, and only kept her upstairs, locked in the bedroom.Morton accompanied her and comforted her patiently, but they were not married after all, and it was not in accordance with etiquette to be together for a long time, at least at night, he had to leave.Immediately after him, he rejected his father's proposal. He wanted to become an astronaut and was going to apply for flight school, and he would undergo closed training for a long time.

When Ada was found, she had been dead for nearly five hours, two full days after her family reported her disappearance.She jumped out of the window, in her pajamas and barefoot, and ran a lot.Prior to this, she attempted suicide many times and was prone to mental problems.She was drowned, because she couldn't see where she was running, and the scars on her body made her family unwilling to go into it. This is a shame for aristocratic families.She was buried hastily, and when Morton came home, he saw only the cold and pale tombstone.He kept watch overnight and then left. Since then, he has never been to the noble family who could have been a relative.That is, from then on, he accepted the arrangement of his strict father, entered a special training school, and became silent and cold.

The investigation was cumbersome and lengthy, and what happened in those blank days gradually seemed to have some clues, although the information was very scattered and difficult to concentrate.Lindsay seems to be the boy who was sold to some special service places by the younger brother of the nobleman for revenge, and also seems to be caught and sent to a refugee camp after sneaking away, but at the same time, he appeared on the bed of some rich people The person is also him, or he was adopted by a doctor's family. After the doctor's family was killed in the bombing, they were left outside again.

So complex, so unusual.

"This shows that someone intentionally created confusing news to confuse us," Master said.

"It's also possible that these clues are kept on purpose to make the resume less perfect and let us relax our vigilance." Morton said.

Master nodded: "I am very happy that you can regain your sanity."

"I've always been rational." Morton said lightly, "But it's also possible that these are all true, and they all happened to Lindsay." The master shook his head helplessly: "You have already become inclined."

"No, I didn't." Morton stood up and said seriously, "I'm the one who doesn't want him to be a spy. If that's the case, then all the effort is just a show, and all the feelings are a joke. Master, I will do my best to find out Lindsay's true identity, so you can rest assured." He paused, and added, "Before anything happened between me and him."

Morton returned to the villa.Lindsay was standing on the balcony looking out, and when he saw his carriage, he waved his hands happily, turned and ran down.It was like this every time Morton came, as if the only thing Lindsay did from morning to night was to wait for him.

Morton had to admit that this feeling was very good, and he suddenly discovered that he was actually a very possessive person.Just like why Ada was taken care of like that back then, because Ada and Lindsay, like Lindsay, can only rely on themselves and expect only themselves, and they have no one else except themselves.

Morton discovered this shortly after Lindsay moved in.One day when he came back, Lindsay was reading a book in the study, the light was very dim, and he lay prone on the table, with the tip of his nose almost touching the pages.Only then did Morton realize that Lindsay had no way to communicate with those soldiers. He didn't dare to make demands, and the soldiers couldn't understand them, so he had to make do with himself. Even the clothes could only be put in the closet, which was originally reserved for Morton. pajamas.

Morton was very funny, but also a little distressed. He ordered everyone around him to learn sign language, and hired a professional teacher to teach Lindsay lip language.After half a month, the situation is much better.

When Morton walked into the villa, Lindsay was busy in the dining room, and the food on the table exuded a tempting aroma.

"Let's go home," Morton said. "I'll take you home."

When Lindsay understood the meaning of his words, he suddenly stopped moving. He stood like this for a long time before silently shedding two tears from his pure blue eyes.He couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and threw himself into Morton's arms, trembling slightly.Morton stroked his smooth hair lightly, thinking to himself: Lindsay, as long as you're not a spy...

Next, it was Morton and the master who cooperated in a quiet temptation.Morton is in the light, and Master is in the dark.Deliberately shooting Lindsay in the back; deliberately distracting him as if he was about to arrange something important, and then putting the file in a drawer; deliberately revealing someone's identity as a spy, etc.At first it was fake, then it became real.But no matter what kind, there is no sign of being leaked by Lindsay.Of course, the enemy country obviously obtained some information, but it was definitely not from Lindsay.

In the end, even the master couldn't say anything.

A year later, Lindsay became a bodyguard officer because he was really unwilling to ask others even if it was a matter of course. Morton felt that he could only take good care of him if he stayed by his side.

They became closer to each other on the day Lindsay officially donned his military uniform.

That day Lindsay went to a party with the officers who graduated at the same time first, and came home very late.Because of drinking some wine, his face was flushed and he was very excited.As soon as he entered the door, he gave Morton a beautiful military salute, and then smiled shyly, his eyes shining under the light.

Morton touched his face, met those blue and gentle eyes like the deep sea, bowed his head and kissed him.There was a lot of kissing between them, and when Lindsay thought it was over, Morton deepened the kiss, slowly, almost tentatively, unbuttoning Lindsay's clothes with both hands.

Lindsay understood and immediately tensed up.Morton stroked him reassuringly, patiently.Lindsay let go of his body slowly, it could be seen that he resisted, but he was willing to bear it.He lay with his eyes closed, his fair skin, set off by the dark blue sheets, was as beautiful as a jade carving, and under the shroud of the dim yellow light, it glowed like pearls.

Lindsay let Morton play around very docilely, shy even when she was excited, but also kind of sad, with an unconscious temptation of innocence.Morton is embedded in the deepest part of Lindsay's body, tirelessly asking for it over and over again, never enough.He felt that he had never been so presumptuous, crazy, and happy.Lindsay is the boundless and deep sea, containing everything about Morton, making him feel free, stretched and peaceful.He will be his closest person, all his life.

When everything was quiet, Lindsay was crying, like a child who had lost his way in the dark for a long time and finally found his home, crying aggrieved but relieved, sad and happy.Morton hugged him tightly, and the two hugged each other all night, neither of them fell asleep.

The master used his trump card and quietly hired the top psychologist in China to hypnotize Lindsay. "Maybe something can be discovered, maybe he can be cured."

Hypnosis did not go well.Morton didn't like this approach from the beginning. He watched Lindsay lying on the chair through the large glass, as if dead.Morton stared at the psychologist coldly, as if he had a deep hatred.

"Calm down, Morton," said the master. "You're putting too much pressure on the therapist."

"I don't think it's useful. Isn't the one-year assessment not enough?"

"For the last time, your identity is too sensitive to take any risk."

It was the look of intense pain on Lindsay's face that interrupted their conversation.Morton slammed the door open, only to hear Lindsay's shrill and frantic screams.He kept struggling desperately, as if someone was tightly strangling his throat, and the therapist had to use all his strength to hold down his legs.

Morton was furious, he picked up Lindsay who was crying, and left that ghost place without looking back, without even saying goodbye to Master.

A few days later, the master told him the final decision: "Until the task is completed, Lindsay cannot let Lindsay know your true identity, you swear."

Morton was silent for a long time, and said word by word: "I swear."

A month later, the master died and was betrayed by a traitor, revealing his identity.It was Morton and Lauter who interrogated Master.Morton watched Lauter use every instrument of torture on his master with cold eyes, and even made some suggestions at critical moments-this was very in line with his identity and his usual personality.He watched as soldiers dragged the master into the yard and executed him by shooting.

"It's a pity." Lauter said intentionally or unintentionally, "Actually, she tastes good. I heard that you are also her guest of honor?"

Morton said coldly: "What's the matter, none of the officers and nobles in Fancheng has an affair with her." He stared into Lauter's eyes with a knife-like gaze, "Don't you?"

Lauter laughed and did not pursue the matter any further.

When Morton came home, he drank a lot and shut himself in his room.Lindsay walked in, and he could see that Morton was in a very bad mood, but he didn't ask anything, he just hugged him, just like he hugged him back then.

Morton breathed in Lindsay's familiar breath almost greedily, felt the warmth of his body, and thought: only you, only you.If only you'd forgive me for keeping it from you, Lindsay...

At that time, Morton didn't know that Lindsay was a spy sent by Ole Country to lurk beside him; at that time, he didn't know that his code name was "Dead Leaf Butterfly".

At that time, he loved him.