[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

Hannibal stopped at the door, and Mia went upstairs angrily on her short legs, looking at her puffy face sideways.

The well-dressed boy performed standard etiquette to Mrs. Michaelis and Mrs. Osman sitting in the living room, which made Mrs. Osman look quite proud in front of the guests.

Mrs. Michelis nodded appreciatively, "Sure enough, compared to other children, she is well-behaved and obedient."

Hannibal kept looking upstairs, as if he was particularly worried about the angry Mia.Mrs. Osman waved him away, and Mrs. Michelis also looked away. There were no housekeepers and maids around them, and they seemed to be talking about some secret things.

Hannibal turned his back and took two steps, the smile on his face narrowed, and his deep face seemed ruthless and difficult to approach.

She has been sleeping in the same room with Hannibal, Mia closed the door angrily, and only remembered her own room next door when she lay down on the bed.

When she put her own clothes in the closet in her arms with a stern face and was about to go back to her room, the string called reason in her brain suddenly tightened. The dream last night made her put the clothes on tiptoe I went back and tried to put it in the original appearance.

Someone knocked twice on the door, followed by two more knocks after a silence of two seconds.

Mia quickly closed the closet, thinking that it was Hannibal who knocked on the door, and just as she was about to open the door, she remembered that she was sulking, even though the sulking came without warning, and she had no confidence other than being a child.

After hesitating for two seconds, the door had already been opened from the outside, and Hannibal smiled at her behind his back, and Mia, who was feeling guilty from the bottom of her heart, immediately put on a straight face.

Hannibal couldn't speak, and Mia didn't speak either. It took a while for the two of them, and finally Mia snorted softly under his eyes and turned her face away.

After closing the door, Hannibal approached her. Mia stubbornly looked out the window, just about to sneak a glance at him, when she lightened, Hannibal had already picked her up.

He kissed her on the cheek with a little flattery.

"Hannibal!" Mia stared at him with wide eyes, but was speechless when she touched the softness of his eyes.

She didn't regret her approach to Hannibal as she did at this moment, he used herself as a substitute, and she only approached to live.

Take what you need, no problem.

But if you get too close, there will always be bad consequences.

He needs the role of a sister to grow up with him, but he will grow up and wake up one day.

He paid, but Mia didn't dare to respond. Once she was completely immersed in the role-playing, Hannibal pulled out, and she was left alone in this world again. She got it and lost it. That feeling indescribable.

but……

Mia looked at Hannibal's eyes, she really wanted a brother who could rely on each other at this time, so she didn't have to worry about it anymore.

The timid and selfish Mia doesn't want to be hurt, but she hesitates.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Mia hugged his face, "Hannibal..."

With a smile on the end of the boy's eyes, he said her name softly, intimately and affectionately, "Mia..." My sister.

Mia's tall city wall was cracked again, she thought, Hannibal is really a good brother.

Inexplicably reconciled, the two played a high-altitude game. Mia grew up in an orphanage in her previous life, and for the first time after being reborn as a child, she was full of fun and laughed like a little oriole in mid-air.

The butler standing at the door moved his stiff body and left quietly.

Tired of playing, Mia was entrusted in Hannibal's arms, "It's so fun, Hannibal."

He smiled, touched her stomach, and it was deflated.

The two people in the living room were still talking. Hannibal carried Mia to the kitchen and passed by. After Hannibal turned his back, Mrs. Osman looked at her with fiery eyes.

"We have to wait a little longer." Madam Osman opened her lips.

Mia, who was leaning on Hannibal's shoulder, was furious at the sight, and she whispered to him until she entered the kitchen, "Madame Osman just wanted to eat me, her eyes are as big as a wolf's."

Hannibal narrowed his eyes, took a boning knife that was not used much from the knife rack, wrapped it in a cloth towel and stuffed it into his arms.

"Master Hannibal, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Molly's voice was a little hoarse, and Mia looked back at her, and the bloated maid was standing at the door smiling at them.

Hannibal couldn't speak, Mia was young, and Molly just asked casually without expecting any answer.

"Mia's hungry." She replied, and Hannibal pointed to the cupboard, Molly understood even though he couldn't speak.

As a servant, her actions were quite lazy and perfunctory, she squeezed past Hannibal, and only opened the cabinet door on one side, where there were only some seasonings for cooking, "It seems that there are no snacks." But Mi Ya craned her neck to see a whole strawberry cake inside.

Her stomach was already rumbling, but from Molly's attitude, it seemed that she couldn't eat, so she changed her mouth, "I'm not too hungry."

Hannibal's lips were already pursed into a line, and Mia's waist was pinched by the hard handle of the knife.He took two steps forward, and Molly blocked the cake hidden in the cupboard. Her fat body played a big role at this time, and she didn't leave a single gap for them.

When he wasn't smiling, he wasn't as gentle as usual, and the smooth arc on the side of his face that day when his chin was slightly raised showed his original character, stubborn and sharp.

Molly was bluffed, but her attitude didn't change, "There's really no snacks, Master Hannibal."

Uncharacteristically, Hannibal took a step back and smiled at Molly.

Mia was always worried that the knife in Hannibal's arms would be found, and she was relieved when Hannibal walked out of the kitchen without any action.

In a place where no one was around, Mia moved the handle of the knife, and whispered to Hannibal, "I'm really not hungry for Hannibal...can you move the knife, it's biting me."

The boy took out the knife, and Mia was startled for fear that people around would see it. Hannibal quickly stuck the knife in his waist again. It was abrupt, and under the cover of the coat, nothing could be seen at all.

Only then did Mia feel relieved, and at this moment, her stomach let out a vicious growl again.

The butler stood at the edge of the corridor at some point, and nodded towards them without looking sideways, "Please wait a moment."

In contrast, the attitude of the housekeeper is simply too good, which makes Mia have to wonder how this manor exists to form such a polarization.

What was brought to the room was not strawberry cake, but two bowls of sweet custard, plus a cup of hot milk.

Although Mia was not picky, she still marveled at the country's enthusiasm for seasoning, but it was quite delicious, and Mia took another spoonful and put it in her mouth.

Milk was prepared for Mia. There was a cup of black coffee in front of Hannibal. He drank it comfortably without sugar or milk.

At lunch time, Mia had no appetite for the food in front of her.The child's stomach is not big at first, and he was not interested in lunch when he ate a bowl of custard an hour ago.

The strawberry cake was placed in front of Mrs. Michelis and Mrs. Haussmann, and Molly smiled until there was only a crack in her eyes.

She wiped her hands before cutting the cake, and after distributing it to the two ladies, she did nothing.

"Madam specially asked me to prepare the cake for you. Please enjoy it." She took two steps back and raised her eyes to see Madam Michelis' reaction.

The appearance of the cake was very good. Mrs. Michelis smiled at Molly after tasting it.

The bloated maid smiled a little wider, and Luo Fensi still stood taciturnly behind Molly, performing the behavior that a striker should have.

What was supposed to be a home away from home lunch ended when Mrs Haussmann picked up a strawberry with a fork and found a dead cockroach.

The faces of both of them were not very good-looking, Mrs. Ottoman directly reprimanded Molly with a downcast face, expressing that she did not want to see her until tonight.

Mia is very glad that she was not given a piece of cake. If she saw cockroaches in half of the cake, she would probably cast a shadow on the cake for the rest of her life.

Mia secretly smiled at Hannibal, her eyes curved like little crescents.

Hannibal rubbed his fingers and smiled back at Mia. He probably would never touch a cockroach again in his life.

Tonight is probably not a peaceful night. The electricity in the manor was cut off for some reason. When the sunset covered the entire sky, the huge manor fell into sudden darkness.

It's not very dark, it's just that after the originally bright room is dark, the eyes feel very dark subconsciously.After getting used to it for a while, I opened the heavy curtains, and I could see the layout of the house clearly.

At first, Hannibal was still reading the books on the bookshelf by the window sill, and then he read there with a candle when it was getting dark.

Mia leaned her head to look at it, and couldn't recognize a word except for a few human body structure diagrams drawn on the pages of the book.

This body doesn't know any characters at all, except for simple English words, Mia can't understand any words from other countries.

What's more, they are not in the UK now, and the words in the book make her even more confused.

Hannibal rubbed the top of her head and let her play in the room by herself.Mia, who lives in her body with a 20-year-old youth, expressed that she was not very interested in dolls. It happened that Luo Fensi brought tea at this time.

The butler was ordered by Madame Haussmann to take Madame Michaelis back to her apartment, while she was taking a nap in the back garden.

Mia, who had no games to play, took Luo Fensi to play the game of doll hiding in the manor. Although it sounded childish, Mia couldn't bear Mia's sudden thoughts and the impulse to experience childhood.

After losing the rock-paper-scissors, Mia covered her eyes with her arms and leaned against the wall to count.

"30!" Mia, who had counted to the last number, trotted out of the room. Luo Fensi leaned against Mrs. Osman's door, seemed to have noticed her gaze, and walked over in silence.

"Have you hidden it? Luofensi, I'm going to start looking." She ran over excitedly, Luofensi didn't speak, but just nodded.

Candles were already lit in the corridor for lighting, Luo Fensi moved out of the way and motioned her to look for it.

Mrs. Osman was still blowing in the garden, Mia ran to the door of Mrs.'s room and watched for a while, then turned her head to see Luo Fensi's expression.

Luo Fensi glanced at her and lowered her head again.

Mrs. Haussmann was pretty and beautiful, and seemed to be a very soft-hearted person.But judging from the details of getting along with each other, she is not only weird but also full of mysteries.

Mia was afraid of this place, and of Mrs. Osman who changed her face from time to time. After all, she couldn't even beat a chicken now, and it didn't take much effort for an adult to restrain her.

But she is also full of curiosity about this place, the bloody palm prints that appeared inexplicably but disappeared, the well-behaved housekeeper with strange movements, the hedonistic Mrs. Ottoman...

She wants to know everything here, and her purpose of playing this game is to have a good reason to enter Mrs. Ottoman's room. She believes that there must be secrets she wants to know.

Even if Luo Fensi was not standing at the madam's door, she would pretend to look for a doll and go in to have a look, to give herself some insight, rather than the result of being kept in the dark so far and finally letting the mermaid go.

This is actually just her sudden courage to support her to do this. Once she recovers her cowardly character, she will be terrified to death.

Mia, who is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, really wants to live.

She tiptoed to unscrew the door, and there was a creaking sound from the crack of the door. The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were still drawn, covering the surroundings in darkness.

Mia was afraid of the dark, so she ran over and opened the curtains a little, but she was impatient when she thought that Mrs. Osman would come up.

She opened the door slightly and began to rummage in the desk drawer.The first drawer was full of incomprehensible documents. Mia gave up and opened the second drawer, which was full of photos.

It is a black and white photo of a strange boy, with clean short hair and a small suit sitting on a high chair, with a smile on his mouth, and an inexplicable love in his eyes looking at the camera.

Mia flipped through a few more photos, all of which were taken in the back garden. She saw familiar walls and garden fences, but the flowers blooming were completely different from now. Mia didn't know the species of flowers, but she could see them. It turns out it's not this season.

The photos at the back were stored in a file bag. Mia looked at the door before opening it up to check it out.

After taking a look at her, she quickly put the photo back. This kind of nude photo is a bit too powerful for her current age. With a flushed face, Mia put the folder away, according to the original Put them in order, close the drawer and start looking for another place.

She got under the bed and found nothing but a thick layer of dust.

Sighing, she crawled out, patted the ashes on her body and stood up, the time was almost up, it was time for her to find the hidden doll according to the rules of the game.

In fact, there are not many things in the room, and you can see everything at a glance.

The white-painted closet was the last doll that could hold half her size. She opened the closet door, squatted down and took a look inside. Sure enough, the doll was placed in a corner of the closet.

Mia walked in and found that this ordinary wardrobe was very large, almost enough to accommodate two adults to stretch their hands and feet in it at will.

There are not many clothes in the closet, Mia pushed aside the obstructing dress, grabbed the doll's feet and pulled it over.

The sudden sound of approaching footsteps made Mia, who was already frightened, close the closet door quickly, holding the doll in her arms and observing the situation outside through the gap.

Mia, who realized that she didn't need to hide, froze for a moment, and Madam Osman's melodious voice came over, "I have something to tell you, Hannibal."

Mia withdrew the hand that was about to open the cabinet door again. She felt a little embarrassed to open the door now. She squatted inside in the dark, and the photos of the naked boy in the folder suddenly appeared in her mind. She blinked and realized that His IQ seems to have suddenly become brighter, such as what Mrs. Osman wants to do now.

The choice of being discovered or saving Hannibal is really difficult to choose, but Mia thinks that Hannibal should be fine, and Mrs. Osman may not necessarily do anything.

She leaned against the closet, listening to the sound of closing the door and two footsteps, followed by the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, Mia swallowed, listening to the movement outside with some trepidation.

"Sit here, Hannibal, don't be restrained." Mrs. Osman patted the soft quilt, and she herself sat aside and looked at the somewhat restrained boy, with interest flashing in her eyes.

Mia listened carefully to the movement outside, moved her hand against the wall, and then touched something that looked like a handle on a drawer. She froze for a moment and pulled it away.

Probably because she didn't expect it to be opened, Mia was taken aback for a moment.

There is cool air blown by the wind, and there is a faint light.

Mia squinted at the hole that adults could enter, and stretched out her head for a look, only to feel that there was something flickering in front of her eyes, with a silver light.

So she crawled in quietly, and after walking for a long time, she picked up the reflective thing, which was a necklace with rust and dark traces.

As if she had seen it just now, Mia put her things in her pockets and crawled out quietly. She looked back at the long hole, and there was no end in sight.

After closing the small door, Mia hugged her doll and listened to the movement in the room. She felt that if she went out, she could still help Hannibal.

There was a knock on the door, and there was a rustling sound in the room. Mrs. Osman called out, "What's the matter?"

It's Luo Fensi, she said, "Miss Mia was playing a game just now, and it seems that she hasn't come out of Madam's room."

There was a sudden silence in the room, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching the closet.