[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

Hannibal hugged Mia and quietly retreated out. He didn't want to have contact with the delirious person, and no matter how he thought about it, the harm outweighed the benefit, and it was a wise choice to stay away.

Mia still kept her arms around his neck and remained silent, until Hannibal walked into the room and put her on the bed before carefully looking at him.

His chest has calmed down, but the complex emotions buried in his heart are hard to calm down.

The sound he just yelled out of the outburst made him feel like he had opened up something, at least not like he used to be completely unable to utter words other than Mia, which is good news, but with this type of trigger point that borders on despair He doesn't want to show up again.

Hannibal will not be as unsmiling and tough as his father. In terms of character, he is more like his mother. He will always be soft-hearted when he treats the person he loves from the bottom of his heart when the other party shows weakness. Maybe it was a pair of eyes lowered to admit their mistake, or a kiss like a begging for mercy, and then they used various reasons to excuse them.

Mia is still too young, so it's normal to be very curious.Hannibal thought so, recalling the heart-piercing scene just now, Mia must have been terrified.

She is still so young...

Hannibal sighed in his heart, and held Mia in his arms again.Although Mia was cowardly and a little stupid, she also knew that Hannibal was really good to her, she rubbed her face in his arms, and apologized very perceptively, "I made a mistake to Hannibal, don't you Are you mad at me?"

Hannibal didn't speak, Mia raised her head anxiously, his expression was still different from usual, the tense face made his outline tougher, and when the pair of light-colored eyes narrowed slightly Appears impersonal.

After staying in different countries for a long time, the habits have subtly changed unconsciously. For Mia, who was quite reserved in her previous life, the cheek kiss between children is just a symbol of intimacy, so it can be used as a weapon to please The kiss began to play with great fanfare.

The effect was obvious, Hannibal's expression relaxed a lot, he sighed, and returned a kiss to Mia's face.

At this time, Hannibal has nothing to do with her, let alone he was not angry with her in the first place.

She only went to see the hole out of curiosity and fear, she didn't want to be here anymore.

He knew what she was thinking, but it was very difficult to escape, because of Mia's existence, he had to come up with a perfect plan, but Luo Fensi's words let him know that his time was running out.

Moreover, Luo Fensi was already delirious and said that she wanted revenge, and Hannibal had to raise a hundred hearts to deal with what might happen.

The closed door downstairs creaked, and the butler had already returned.

His black trousers were half wet from the rain outside, leaving strings of dirt from the garden outside on the dark floor. Molly wiped the debris from her mouth indiscriminately when she heard the movement , patted the biscuit on the sweater and cardigan and hurried out of the room.

When she came out, the butler flicked the mud on her trouser legs, and before she could meet her, he went upstairs without looking back.

She walked quickly to the stairs, grabbed the handrail and looked upstairs, her cheeks twitched twice, and returned to the room resentfully.

There was a noise in the small room below the stairs, and Luo Fensi opened the door a little, revealing only one eye looking at Molly's bloated back.

Mia was quite lethargic at this age, and it was already late when Mrs. Osman came back. The sound of high heels trampling on the floor was sharp and somewhat dull, slowed down at the door of Hannibal's room, and then stopped.

The door was opened from the outside, and Mrs. Osman's white chin was hidden in the darkness, her eyes were narrowed with strange colors, and the tails of her eyes were raised, which looked very strange.

The door was closed again without a sound, Hannibal held Mia tighter, and closed his eyes in the darkness.

In Hannibal's restless mood, a car came from Paris at noon, stopped at the orphanage for a short time, and drove towards the manor again.

The uninvited guest came too fast, without giving Madam Osman any chance to prepare. Robert Lecter, Hannibal's uncle who inherited the title from his brother, finally found him without giving up during the long journey.

He took off his hat, and the Asian woman in a dress embroidered with a large dark pattern walked up to him with graceful steps. She had gentle eyes and the unique beauty of Japanese women, and saluted the calm Mrs. Osman.

The outline of Earl Robert Lecter was somewhat similar to that of Hannibal. He had a smile on his face and showed gratitude to the beautiful Mrs. Ottoman, "Sorry for the rash visit, but I hope you don't mind because of the sudden incident."

Mrs. Ottoman has already returned the gift calmly, and while instructing the housekeeper to prepare refreshments for the guests, she replied, "Of course not... Earl Lecter and Mrs. Lecter, please sit down first."

Madam Zi and Robert looked at each other gently, and sat on the back sofa made of purple satin fabric without any excuses, seeming to pay the slightest attention to the refreshments on the table because of the urgency of the matter.

Robert coughed lightly, and moved a bit on the sofa. He is not very fit, he is thin in Western countries.

Clearing his throat, he looked impatiently at Mrs. Osman and asked the purpose of his visit, "My brother died in the war, and the only remaining nephew grew up in an orphanage. It's all my fault..." Mrs. Zi patted the back of his hand comfortingly. Robert looked at his wife tenderly, and then looked back at Mrs. Ottoman who was frowning slightly, "Because of your generosity and kindness, my nephew—— Hanni Ba had a good time because of this... The Lecter family would like to express their gratitude to you, of course, if you have anything I can help, please don't mind to mention it!"

Robert who finally said it looked much more relaxed. Mrs. Osman relaxed her eyebrows and responded with a chuckle, "Hannibal has always been a good boy, please don't say any more words of thanks, you don't know because of Hannibal's How much pleasure it has added to my estate by coming here...Honley, Honley!"

The butler quickly came over and listened to her orders.

Mrs. Osman winked at him, "Bring Master Hannibal down."

The butler lowered his eyes and went upstairs. Madam Osman only said... Hannibal.

Mia was bored playing with the rope in the room. The thin rope was pulled out from a sweater. Because it was not loved and had no other use, Mia used it as a good tool for playing with the rope.

The light gray wool changed a few times in Mia's hands. When Hannibal read the book and then looked at her, he was also interested and sat beside her to read.

Hannibal's hands are very dexterous, long and thin, and they are especially beautiful when turning up the flower rope.

Mia watched Hannibal's jerky movements at the beginning and proudly taught him once. Later, Hannibal was not only able to turn over her figures skillfully, but also changed into several shapes that he hadn't seen before.

Mia: ... not only was her self-esteem suppressed, but she was also thrown on the ground and stepped on a few times, causing pain.

Under the habit of being pampered, Mia collapsed on the quilt confidently, and turned her back to him.

Angry.

After Hannibal poked her fat arm a few times without any response, he scratched under Mia's armpit a few times with his index finger.

At first, he could hold back, but Hannibal scratched Mia a few more times, and then she couldn't help but writhed, laughing but getting angrier in his heart.

At this time, even a little comfort with a kiss is going to tickle her, making her even more angry, aren't you?

The housekeeper knocked on the door, and the fighting inside stopped immediately, Hannibal straightened his hair and got up to open the door.

"Madam let you go down."

Hannibal nodded. Generally, when Mrs. Osman called him, he would subconsciously avoid Mia, not only because Mrs. Osman's frequent hands and feet would make him disgusted if Mia saw it, but he also didn't want Mrs. Osman to treat Mia. Ya is too concerned.

Mia got into the quilt again with a puffy face, Hannibal glanced at the locked door and went downstairs.

Robert frequently looked up to the second floor. When Hannibal came down, he was taken aback and immediately stood up from the sofa, "Hannibal!"

It was a familiar male voice. Hannibal raised his head to look, and was stunned for a while when he saw the man who looked somewhat similar to his father. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

He remembered that this was Robert Lecter, his uncle. A few years ago, his father took his family to visit Paris.

He couldn't speak, Madame Haussmann told Earl Lecter in a pitiful tone, Robert frowned at the fact that his thick eyebrows were startled, and his concern was not feigned.

"I'm your uncle, Hannibal remember?"

Mrs. Zi patted him, and Robert restrained what he was about to blurt out. Thinking of his brother and relatives who had died in the war, he was a little sad, "It's good to survive, it's good to live..."

Thinking of finding his brother's orphan, Robert's eyes lit up again.His brown eyes were the same as Hannibal's, but softer and happier than Hannibal's.

Apart from the loss of his elder brother, Robert Lecter had a smooth and happy life in the first half of his life. He was obsessed with painting, and he didn't have to worry about family expenses because of the inheritance he inherited. What's more, he also had a beautiful and gentle wife, who lived a perfect life. .

If I live with my nephew again, that regret can be made up.

"Hannibal is really a good boy." Mrs. Haussmann rubbed the corners of her eyes, "I am happy for you to see your family reunited. I remember you settled in Paris...that is a long distance, Mo Molly!"

She called out to the maid who was busy in the kitchen again, "Go to the ice cellar and take out the snowflake beef that was brought in yesterday, and by the way, there is also a collection of wine, the bottle that the master likes most..."

"Don't bother Madam," Robert stopped her movements, thanked Madam Osman with a smile and said goodbye, "Sorry for interrupting your time, my wife and I have been away from home for a long time, and there are still some things to deal with at home Don't bother me any more."

Mrs. Osman was very sorry, "Then, I wish you a good journey."

Robert didn't intend to give Hannibal any more time to pack his luggage. He patted the boy on the shoulder and was about to leave, but Hannibal broke free from his movements and ran to the second floor.

The butler blocked the stairwell, Hannibal's strength was not enough to resist the strength of a grown man, he glared fiercely at Henri as if calling for him to go away.

But the butler didn't move, and Robert walked to Hannibal's side without knowing why, and took his arm again, "Hannibal? Hannibal, go home with uncle."

Hannibal let out a muffled growl, and he leaned on the railing and shouted loudly in the direction of his room, "Mia! Mia!"

Mrs. Osman's expression was already ugly. She didn't have any hope of keeping Hannibal, but she had to keep one to deal with Jacklin's order.

They were already so upset with her that she couldn't afford to make another mistake.

Mrs. Osman stepped forward, "Master Hannibal likes another child I adopted very much. Her name is Mia...Because she got sick recently, she didn't come out."

She winked at Molly, and the maid bypassed the butler and went upstairs with a smile, "I'll go see Miss."