Chetlow Manor

"I promised you, after tonight is over, I will give you a chance to choose, stay or leave, it's all up to you." Huden stood up, walked to the window, it was another clear night, The moonlight is like silk, across the night sky, glowing with cool white light.

"Is this choice at any time, or only now?" Moen leaned on the cushion with his eyes closed.Maybe it was during the days when he was entangled with Hughden that he had learned to be smarter, and he had to ask everything clearly to avoid falling into this man's word games.

"At any time." Hughden said decisively, "Hey, listen to the little guy, I have already taken back the nasty things your parents did from the Lanson family's property, and now it's about you and me, you see, What I promised before has been kept, can't you let go of your doubts about me?"

"Really." There was sarcasm in Moen's tone, "If you really understand the matter between you and me, you should apologize to me, His Royal Highness the Duke."

"sorry."

Morn opened his eyes and rubbed his ears.

Hughden looked directly at him helplessly, with bright moonlight in his gray-green eyes, and repeated again: "I'm sorry, Moen."

"Oh..." This time it was Moen's turn to have nothing to say. He didn't expect Huden to apologize so easily. What was even more strange was that he found that he couldn't see any perfunctory or deception from his expression. Why?Could it be that Hughden suddenly communicated tonight about something that they hadn't communicated for so long?

"I accept your apology, but I'm not going to say it's okay, Your Highness." Moen also stood up and stood upright in front of Huden with a calm expression, as if he didn't intend to consider whether these words would arouse the anger of the man in front of him .

What surprised Moen even more was that Hughden didn't seem to intend to get angry because of this. He said "hmm" and then asked, "So, have you considered it? Are you staying, Moen?"

Stay?

If it was before tonight, maybe he would say that a fool would stay in such a ghostly place.But now, he suddenly felt a little confused, if he didn't stay, where would he go?Are you going home...

But he didn't want to go home, at least not now.

For things like deception, the closer the person is, the deeper the pain of being betrayed. If it is being sidelined by a stranger, they will not take it to heart.

Mo En sadly found that in his nearly 20 years of life, he seemed to have really confirmed his parents' opinion-he was not a qualified heir to the family, he did not have extensive contacts, nor did he have enthusiasm for socializing, he was just a playboy My young master is ignorant and has no good way out in the end.

If, if he had listened to his parents and studied law, then maybe he would not have stumbled into Chetlow Manor and everything that happened after that.

However, there is no if.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Just now you told my parents that I will be the second master in the castle, does that count?" His words made him feel a little hot on his face, and he spurned himself in his heart Shameful, God, he shouldn't have taken advantage of this shady relationship between Hughden and himself.After thinking about it, since Hughden has already done such a thing to himself, it seems reasonable to ask for some compensation for himself from this perspective, after all, he is not a saint.

Ridiculous!He was thinking like this, but he was still waiting for Hughden's reply.

Hughden didn't seem to expect him to say that. After being slightly dazed, a sly smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Oh? What do you mean, little guy. I wish you could stay in Chetlow all the time, be a Canary in the castle, of course, this castle is yours."

"Put away your nasty thoughts!" Mo En felt his face getting hotter and hotter. This time he was angry.

"Then I decided to borrow your resources for a while, Your Royal Highness. As I remember, the Faber Academy of Fine Arts seems to be under your jurisdiction, isn't that true?" Moen was thinking.

Hughden thought about it for a while and nodded, "Yes, it's in a nearby town. What, you want to study art?"

"To be more precise, I want to go to school." Moen's tone was pleading, "Before my parents would never allow me to study in an art academy, but there are many peers with the same hobbies there , I wonder what my life would be like if I were not the son of a viscount, but a doctor, or even a merchant."

Hughden looked at him, folded his arms, and tapped his fingers on his arms, noncommittal.

Moen's eyes dimmed, "I know this is hard to understand... After all, a person's origin can never be changed."

This is a very cruel thing, especially when a person wants to pursue the life he wants, he will always be hindered by these things, but he still wants to fight for it, even if it is not Can't get result.

"Look up at me." Hughden squeezed his chin, forcing him to look at himself. "Listen, I agree."

"I agree, Moen." Hughden repeated, "but the time can't be too long, you know, if you always mix with people of those classes, it's not polite."

"Is one semester enough?"

Mo En nodded: "Enough."

After the matter was finalized, both of them felt a lot more relaxed, and after an interruption just now, Mo En was no longer so pessimistic about the parents.

Yes, everyone is an independent individual, and it seems to be a blessing if they can leave the halo of the Lanson family.Just take it as an opportunity, although of course I still feel sad in my heart, and it will pass.He comforted himself like this.

"They're leaving." Hughden stood by the window, looking at the bright lights in the front yard of the castle. This was the last night of the social season at Chetlow Castle, and many nearby gentlemen and ladies decided to go home that night. ——Oh, Lanson's house is of course far away from here, but they obviously don't have the mood to stay here anymore.

"Do you still want to meet your parents, or do you have anything to say?" Hughden stared out the window, but there was no hatred in his eyes that Moen had seen before. Anyway, this scene lasted ten years In many years of competition, Hughden is the clear winner.Moen knew that his boyhood was not good. This man kept a smile on his face, but his heart was like a stone.

If, if he is willing to let go of his mind...

However, it seems that Moen himself has become the one who has a knot in his heart now, and he smiled wryly.

"I don't want to see them now, please help me to send a message to Mrs. Bethel, my mother." Moen stood beside Hughden, overlooking from above, he could see the carriage belonging to the Lanson family, The attendants were busy back and forth, preparing to leave.

"In fact, I still like vineyards very much. Unfortunately, it seems that there will not be any in the Lanson family's estate..."

As the night darkened, the banquet came to an end, and the remaining guests were arranged for their accommodation one after another.Chetlow Castle was extraordinarily large, and Moen always felt empty at ordinary times, but now that the room was almost filled, he still felt very empty, and autumn was approaching, and everything became a little deserted and chilly.

Hughden suddenly hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, and smiled softly.

Mo En didn't push him away, and asked with a frown, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing..." Hughden deliberately said in a low voice, and said slowly, "After laughing, you will be mine, little guy."

"I never promised you!" Morn's breath tightened suddenly, he pushed Huden's hand away, and took a few steps back.No, something is wrong, he thought.

The relationship between him and Ohairis Huden should not be like this, it is obviously a wrong relationship, wrong start, with hatred calculation, even if Huden said that it is over, what happened has already happened.If the two of them had just met from now on, they might have become friends, but...and what's his!

"What's yours? A pet!" Moen questioned warily, "Didn't you say that you can choose at any time? Do you want to go back on your word?"

Hughden looked at him with a smile, nodded, a little casually, "Well, anytime. But little guy, you can't escape, from the moment you didn't choose to leave just now."

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Huden didn't explain anymore, but the smile on his face didn't fade away, "Anyway, you just need to remember that you have to be by my side all the time."

"Why?" Moen felt that this person was very unreasonable, "I ask you, why do you have to let me stay by your side?"

"I..." This was the first time O'Haris Huden got stuck in speaking, he was stunned for a moment, and the casual smile on his face disappeared.yeah, why?he asked himself in his heart.

"We're not lovers, O'Hallis Hutton, you know that, and you never think so in your heart." Moen regained some confidence, "Have you fallen in love with me? Have you fallen in love with a man?" , a man named Lanson?"

Hughden was a little impatient with his questioning step by step, and with some anger, he pressed Moen against the back window, and kissed him hard before he could react.

Moen struggled a few times and broke free from his arms.

"Is that enough, young master?" Hughden asked, with the strength of a superior, "Just because you can't stop my behavior, Moen."

Moen wiped his mouth with his hands, gave a sound of pooh, and slammed the door without caring about etiquette.