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A strong electric current instantly stimulated the entire stable breath, and the suddenly amplified numbness made him tremble violently, his eyelids moved slightly, and he gradually woke up.

A room so gorgeous that one couldn't bear to look at it appeared in front of him.

The beige curtains are swaying in the breeze, and there is a black jade-colored small table between the soft sofa decorated with exquisite cloth flowers. There is a pot of purple flowers blooming on the table... Although it is fake, it will not be lowered. The beauty of the room.

Leaving aside the person sitting on the sofa, the line of sight can also touch the crystal bead curtain behind the sofa.

[Hello, Mr. Li. ] The person on the sofa cannot be ignored after all, the woman said hello politely, although she knew very well that the person in front of her would not give her any answer.

Sure enough, Ziye just blinked, then began to lower his head to tinker with the tiny silver chains tied to his limbs.The ring locks as thick as the little finger bound his hands and feet tightly to a chair. Fortunately, the chair was very soft. Zi Ye sat there quietly in a daze after moving for a long time without any results.

[Highmore. ] She put her hands on her knees and called softly, and a tall figure appeared behind the bead curtain.

[lady. ] He opened the bead curtain and came in, carrying a large box in his hand.

[Go ahead. ] Emiya got up gracefully, and walked out with the unignorable sound of her high heels.

The Highmore man approached him, and opened the suitcase he was carrying on a side table, revealing the full set of surgical knives.

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The rolling sound of the suitcase approached an iron gate covered with purple vines, and he looked up at the castle-like tall and noble light blue building inside the iron gate.

Soon, the door was pulled open from both sides, causing a long series of thick friction sounds. It is said that the maker has a strong disdain for the light and delicate doors. Maybe he thinks that kind of heavy doors will bring people psychological sense of security.

The stone-paved path stretches out on the green grass, and several rows of well-trimmed plants fill the open space of the large courtyard. From a distance, various flowers bloom in the half-open glass room where he used to read alone, as if welcoming him. return.

After walking for about 10 minutes, he finally pushed open the ancient door—it's just that the paint color looked old.

In the hall, which is also brightly lit during the day, the bell that strikes exactly on the hour utters a majestic and high-pitched sound, full of ancient solemnity.

There was a white and tender calf hanging on the back of the snow-white sofa, without Yu Lingyi asking, the owner of the leg picked up the book covering his face, sat up leisurely, his golden curly hair was loose, his blue eyes were clear and beautiful. It was as if it had fallen from heaven.

The person who can enter this courtyard must not be an outsider. Yu Lingyi recalled this face carefully, but unfortunately he couldn't find half of the memory after searching. It was the boy who spoke first, speaking in English, [Cousin, you I'm home. ]

It is not surprising that there are more than ten cousins ​​in his huge family, he just asked lightly, [Where is the mother? ]

The boy giggled, and he stepped off the sofa with bare feet, and walked with elegant and light steps, [Ms. Elim asked me to wait for you here, he said he would come at night. ]

[Um. ] He stepped back half a step, dragging the box upstairs.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then followed with a smile, [Cousin is shy! ] is not a question, but an affirmative sentence, so Yu Lingyi was shocked by his self-confidence for no reason.He turned back in doubt, [Who are you? ]

Regarding his indifferent attitude, the boy showed incomparable tolerance. He first introduced himself, then boasted about Yu Lingyi, and finally expressed excitedly that for various reasons, he will live here For a while, as for this time, he himself didn't know what time it would be.

In his dazzling smile, Yu Lingyi just answered silently in his heart, even if you live here for the rest of your life, it's none of my business, I just came here to get things back.

As if he had already guessed his indifference, the boy still smiled and said to his back, cousin, take a good rest.

But as soon as the door was closed, a layer of incomprehensibility was cast on the lovely smile.

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Let me introduce this cousin, ahem, Phils. J. Elim: He was born in the beautiful land of England, the youngest son of Grandpa Elim's youngest son, his father married a beautiful lady He tied the knot, but passed away one after another when he was 13 years old.

He was brought up by Grandpa Elim.

His growth process involves the main storyline of this article, so I will not tell it here for the time being.

Thank you for your support for "False Face" all the time. Sui Xuan stated in advance that the appearance of many newcomers here is not to continue digging holes, but to better fill them.

Many previous incomprehensible events will be answered one by one in the next plot.

Thank you all again. (Kneel down, bow three times) ~(≧▽≦)/~