Travel through the city of orcs

"How are you doing recently?" Cheng Chi looked at Percy who was sitting on a chair and looked around, put a cup of tea in front of him, and asked with a smile.

Seeing the potbellied Cheng Chi serve him tea, Percy quickly stood up and helped Cheng Chi sit down, then smiled while holding the warm teacup in both hands, "That's it, it's not much different from before, you know Yes, Dad's departure, everyone is in a bad mood."

Speaking of Aubrey, Cheng Chi's mood also became depressed. Although he didn't get along with this distinguished old man for a long time, it didn't prevent Cheng Chi from being full of affection for this elder like an old child, "Yeah, Claude... is also very sad, I hope he and Warren can have a good chat and comfort each other."

Hearing Cheng Chi mentioning Warren, Percy's face became a little sad, he stared at the dried fruit in the teacup for a long time, then raised his head and asked Cheng Chi uncertainly, "Do you think I still need to continue? "

"Huh?" Percy's thoughtless question stunned Cheng Chi for a moment, but when he saw Percy's eyes full of uncertainty and bewilderment, Cheng Chi immediately reacted.

Cheng Chi took a sip of hot tea and asked sincerely, "How are you... how are you doing now?"

"It's still the same," Percy lowered his eyes, "lukewarm, like I don't exist, and sometimes I feel quite tired."

"If you're tired... forget it." Cheng Chi tentatively suggested.

"However, when I think of giving up, I can't bear it." Percy's face was conflicted.

"What do you like about him?" Cheng Chi didn't realize from the bottom of his heart that apart from his noble status, he couldn't find any merits in his hair or toenails.

"Probably because I've liked him for too long, and now I've forgotten what I really like about him..." Percy thought about Cheng Chi's question, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"Uh..." Cheng Chi choked for a moment, but he didn't expect to come up with such a difficult answer.

The two worked quietly for a while, Cheng Chi looked at the tired-eyed Percy, and couldn't bear it after all, "If, I mean, if, if you're really tired, why don't you let it go, maybe you'll feel more relaxed if you let go. "

"I don't know." Hearing Cheng Chi's suggestion, Percy finally shook his head with fragile eyes, "I'll try again, try again..."

Seeing Percy like this, Cheng Chi couldn't say anything more, he just said repeatedly that if he felt tired and unhappy, he could stay here for a while, and Percy forced a smile and agreed.

At this moment, on the other side, the two brothers sat together for the first time.

"Do you know, I actually hate you very much." On an early spring night, the chill was expected, and as soon as Warren opened his mouth, a puff of white air quickly dissipated in the air.

"I know." Claude looked at Warren sitting next to him with a more alienated attitude than the last time they met, and nodded.

"You know?" Warren turned his head to look at Claude with a calm expression, raised the corners of his mouth and shook his head, "You don't know, you don't know anything..." After speaking, he put Percy in the yard before leaving He drank the warm wine on the stone table.

The warm wine passed down his throat, but Warren still felt bitingly cold. He stared blankly at the void, and murmured, "You don't know, you don't know anything..."

Of course Claude didn't know why he hated him, and he would never know the real reason for the rest of his life.

Whoever said that good clothes and good food are good, and whoever said that being in a high position is good, before that night, Warren really felt so.At this time, Warren realized how naive and self-righteous he was before.

Inexhaustible wealth, a family background that others envy and can't ask for, maybe he often does things wrong, but Warren has never worried, because he is his father's son, no matter what, he loves himself and will not be disappointed in himself of.

However, those words and that letter that night shattered all the self-confidence that Warren had built before. It turned out that he felt so good about himself, but the truth was that he was nothing more than a product of a transaction that had nothing to do with love. .

"Papa will be buried tomorrow. Is everything ready?" Warren, with bloodshot eyes and tired face, asked Adair, who was in the same state as himself, after a busy day.

"Well," Adair nodded, then hesitated, and then said, "Before that, I still have something to tell you."

"What?" Warren, who originally wanted to leave for a rest after getting Adair's nod, stopped because of the second half of his sentence.

"The coffin to be buried tomorrow will only contain the clothes of the city lord. As for the body of the city lord, there are other arrangements." Adair replied.

"What do you mean by that?" Warren frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"According to the city lord's instructions, after his death, we only need to build a tomb for him in the cemetery where the city lords of the past dynasties rest. As for his body, it will be sent to Pato Town for burial." Adair replied.

"Pato Town?!" Warren seemed to have heard some big joke, and his face was full of disbelief, "Pato Town, ha, Pato Town..." He turned and left without looking back while repeating.

"Young master!" Seeing Warren like this, Adair couldn't help but call out to him.

"Since this is Dad's wish, let's do it this way!" Warren stopped without looking back, leaving only this sentence before walking away.

"Do you really hate Daddy so much? Is there really a Daddy who likes Claude so much? I miss him when I was alive, and I want to be buried with him when I leave. Then you were left out in the cold when you were alive, and you still have to be alone behind you." What about Daddy who is staying in the cemetery? Are you so stingy with giving Daddy a little love? Really, I feel very sad, and now I really hate you," said Midnight Warren waved back the guards and stood in front of Aubrey's coffin for a while, then sat down beside Aubrey with a chuckle, "If you didn't love me back then, don't marry Daddy, don't give birth to me, you really Too selfish, too cold. You know, since I was a child, I have never seen you smile gently at Daddy. You have always been so stiff and stereotyped, and Daddy has never smiled heartily. He He is always so full of thoughts, but you, have you ever cared about him? Daddy lived with you for 13 years, and then stayed alone in that cold place for nine years. Now, you tell me , Daddy will continue to stay alone like this...you are such an old bastard—”

"Don't insult the city lord like this!" Warren's words were interrupted sharply, and Jeff, who appeared in the mourning hall at some time, came out from the backlight with a cold face, "Don't insult the city lord like this, you don't have the right to insult your father like that, You don't know anything at all!"

"I don't know anything?" Warren was exasperated by the contempt in Jeff's eyes, "Yeah, I don't know anything, but I know Daddy hasn't had a happy day since I can remember, and I know what you said The city lord has never been tender, considerate and caring for his partner. He would rather caress that damn letter that can’t be given away every day than accompany his real partner! I also know that until he dies, he is not willing to be with him His partner is lying together and he wants to find the lover he has been thinking about for a lifetime and let his partner stay alone in that cold place forever! He is my father, but the one who can only lie alone forever in that cold place It's the poor man in the cemetery in pairs - it's my Daddy! He can be so cruel and indifferent, so what if I call him an old bastard!"

Jeff looked at Warren with red eyes and heaving chest, and looked at him viciously. Jeff frowned and said, "Your Daddy is not lying in the cemetery."

"What did you say?" Warren, who was originally emotional, seemed to have been splashed with cold water after hearing this sentence. He came to his senses and approached Jeff, grabbing his collar and asking, "What did you say?" , what does it mean not in the cemetery?"

The burly Jeff reached out and let go of Warren's grip on his collar, took a step back, and said expressionlessly, "It means literally, your Daddy is a clothes mound in the cemetery, his The remains were not buried there."

"Cloth mound? Why is it a mound of clothes? Where is my Daddy?" Warren repeated in a murmur. Huo Di raised his head and tried to grab Jeff's collar to ask, but Jeff avoided him.

Jeff took a deep look at Warren, took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Warren, "Your Daddy left it to you, and you will get answers to all your questions."

Warren looked at the slightly yellowed letter, subconsciously took two steps back, then paused again, looked up at Jeff, who was still not angry or happy, gritted his teeth, took the letter and opened it.

The letter was very thick, and Warren read it very slowly, but the more he read it, the more trembling the hands holding the letter paper became, and the colder he felt, until at the end, Warren let go of his hand and let the letter paper fall on the On the ground, I don't know where to look with my eyes blankly, my body trembles slightly, and my hands are clenched into fists.

Jeff looked at Warren like this without any change in his eyes, "The truth is indeed not what you imagined, so don't bet wrong resentment on the city lord." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Warren was awakened by the sound of the door closing when Jeff left. He slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the letters scattered on the floor, and suddenly burst out laughing.Laughing and laughing, his voice lowered, and finally turned into a choked sob. He slammed his clenched fist on the letter paper closest to him, once, twice, until the letter paper was stained bright red. Warren still did not move. stop.

I don't know how long it took before Warren lay powerlessly flat on the ground, looking at the roof loudly, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, and murmured two words, "Abandoned..."

Claude looked at Warren, who was drinking one glass after another, and wanted to persuade him but didn't know what to persuade. When he was about to snatch the cup from Warren's hand, Warren suddenly turned his head and looked at him with red eyes. Claude asked with a mouth full of alcohol, "Do you know what an abandoned child is?"

"What?" Claude, who had been focusing on Warren's wine glass, was stunned for a moment, and asked with some confusion.

Warren didn't care about Claude's rhetorical question, but explained to himself, "Abandoned sons, abandoned sons are two people with prominent family backgrounds who each have their own love in their hearts, but they are combined for profit and politics. His child is an abandoned child, because they did not give birth to the child because of love, but because of the needs of the situation. That fool thought that his father had failed his Daddy, and made his Daddy leave this world unhappy and premature. Because of resentment, he kept stabbing his dad. That fool used this method to get back what he thought his dad owed his Daddy. So when his dad left this world, he asked to be with the one he loved the most. When that person was buried together with him, that fool felt deeply worthless for his Daddy, and even questioned that person who would never wake up. Until the end... until the end..." Speaking of this, Warren's voice became hoarse, and he took another sip from his glass, took a deep breath, and continued, "Until the end, he didn't know that he was the biggest fool. His fathers were not married because of love, Dad There are people he loves, and so does Daddy. Even now I know that the place he goes to visit every year on the anniversary of his Daddy's death, there is no place where his Daddy lies. When you are not happy, you go there to sit and talk to the Daddy who thinks you love him. His Daddy has already slept with the person who loves but can’t stay together for a long time, so, "Warren Turning his head to grin at Claude, pointing to Claude, "You are the happiest, and I," Warren pointed to himself, "is the abandoned child, a person who thinks he owns the whole world but actually has nothing. The abandoned son, the abandoned son, do you understand? It’s a self-righteous fool like me, a fool..." After speaking, Warren turned his head and put his palms on his eyes, and stopped talking, and Claude watched the liquid come from His fingertips ooze and flow into Warren's mouth.

The transparent liquid slipped into Warren's mouth, making him feel so bitter that he couldn't hold back his tears. He didn't know what he was in this marriage facilitated by interests.One is a lover who has to accept the status quo because he avoids his hometown for his future, and the other is heartbroken because his lover died under the invisible hand of the nobles. Both of them returned to their beloved side, but I existed in this world like a joke, and Claude, whom I once looked down upon in the mud, was the meaningful existence...

Claude watched Warren cover his eyes and cry silently until his shoulders twitched, and silently put his hand on Warren's arm, and said softly, "You don't have nothing, you still have me, we are... brothers... "

Early the next morning, Warren and Percy left, and Claude sent them off with Trip.

Warren looked at Claude, who had been with him all night, with complicated eyes, but finally stepped forward and hugged him, "Thank you."

Being hugged by his younger brother for the first time, Claude was a little overwhelmed. After a while, he grinned and patted Warren on the back, "Are we brothers?"

Letting go of his embrace, Warren looked at Cheng Chi again, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "I'm sorry about what happened last time."

Cheng Chi smiled, "Forget it all, everything is a misunderstanding."

Warren also smiled, and reached out to pat Claude's arm again, "I'm really jealous of you, there is someone who really loves you."

Claude glanced at Percy, winked and said, "Percy is fine too."

Warren listened and didn't continue the topic, "Then I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Well, goodbye, have a good trip." Claude nodded and urged.

"Bon voyage." Cheng Chi also said, and stepped forward to hug Percy, who had turned pale since Warren didn't respond to Claude's words, "If you're tired, come and stay here for a while."

"Well, I know." Percy hugged Cheng Chi tightly, "Thank you."

Claude and Cheng Chi watched the two leave with their attendants before turning back to the house. Claude supported Cheng Chi, "Did you chat with Percy late yesterday? Are you tired?"

Cheng Chi supported his waist with one hand and let Claude help him into the house, "It's okay, how about you, did you chat for a long time yesterday?"

"It didn't take long," Claude shook his head. "I just sat there, listening to Warren say a few words occasionally. In fact, he...was quite bitter."

"Hey, everyone has their own troubles, it just depends on how to solve them." Cheng Chi said after hearing this.

Claude nodded, but there was still some worry on his face, because from the few words of Warren who was drunk yesterday, Claude understood that the situation in the city is not so good now, thinking about Aubrey's treatment of him back then For the last request, Claude had some plans in mind.