[HP] Immortality

It's a pity that Qing Yao's doubts couldn't be answered, even though she asked again, he still didn't say a word, just stared at her quietly, without any emotion, those eyes were like black eyes under a pool of water. Gemstones, good looking but bitingly chill.

Until this moment, Qing Yao had no choice but to give up. She swallowed all the confusion, drooped her eyes to avoid his sight and then wiped away her tears. She pursed her lips tightly and said nothing. If he didn't speak, she would do the same. It's a little bit of a prank.

The most intuitive thing is that when he took her hand again, he was easily dodged, and then she turned around and walked ahead, leaving him with only a back, as if she had planned it long ago.

After waiting for at least 1 minute, she had walked a long distance, and no one caught up with her to hold her hand again or give her an explanation. Except for the occasional floating breeze, there was only bright sunshine to accompany her. On both sides of her, it seems that she came to this remote place alone today.

If she was just a little awkward just now, she is completely unhappy now.Even if the real situation is terrible, can't you tell her?Obviously it's all agreed, she is not an irrelevant person, why do you have to hide it from her?

This made Qing Yao unable to figure it out, and she was left hanging like this for a long time, the moment she lowered her head and saw her bulging abdomen, the bursts of grievances immediately resembled raging waves, and her heart was completely overwhelmed by a wave.

Did he not trust her?

But Qingyao thought she had given him enough personal space. She didn't choose to ask what language was spoken just now, nor did she worry about why she never told her before, and she didn't cry because he didn't want to say it. He just didn't like this feeling, compared to his unmasked relatives, she was as tiny as a speck of dust.

There are still many doubts, such as the weird black ring on his hand, Grindelwald's reminder, etc., she can choose to pretend that she doesn't know anything, as long as he can be good.

After walking a certain distance, her pace became slower and slower until she finally stopped at the same spot. After waiting for about half a minute, there was no movement behind her as before, and her heart finally sank to the bottom of the valley.

"...you don't want me there?"

This is what she hesitated for a while before she decided to ask. The hands hanging on both sides were unconsciously clenched. From the moment the words fell, there was more regret in her heart that shouldn't exist. She opened her lips slightly. , but couldn't say anything more.

Even after she asked, there was still silence behind her, as if she was talking to the air.So...is what happened to the group in that small room just now serious enough?Or is it his default?

Just when she couldn't help turning around, she was embraced by him before she could see anything clearly. The arms around her thin body were very strong. She tried her best to raise her face to look at him, but it seemed that she had expected it earlier. It seemed that what greeted her was a kiss.

A gentle, fluffy kiss is much better than the one just now, it is not a kiss at all, it is at most a vent of anger and bullying.Her hands were clasped again, and every movement of his was as gentle as treating a fragile glass product, so that even if she got angry, it was no different from punching cotton.

Finally, the second after the kiss ended, his deep and hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "I need you."

Just a few short words miraculously made most of her anger dissipate. From the beginning to the end, there was only a kiss and this sentence just now, not even coaxing, but when she found that his eyes were full of blood After that, she wavered.

"..I'm not going. I'll wait until Tom is willing to tell me."

Standing on tiptoe, she offered a simple kiss, and then wrapped her arms around his waist to enjoy his embrace to the fullest. Even though it was a scorching summer day, she didn't feel the heat at all. Instead, she could feel the warmth only by being close to him. of.

His hand rested firmly on her back, patting her lightly once after another, like a belated comfort, but his eyes were still shrouded in dark clouds, which lingered for a long time.

It took four or five miles to reach the destination along this road from Gaunt's old house. As the name suggests, Little Hangleton is a smaller town than Big Hangleton, or it is more accurate to describe it as a country. , there is not even a police station here.

Qing Yao, who followed Riddle all the way, was at a loss. She didn't know why she came here, but after she met the first Muggle and heard him ask where the Riddle family lived, she suddenly realized that this place was his. where the father lived.

The big mansion of the Riddle family is quite conspicuous and magnificent. It is located on the hillside, overlooking a small church. It is many times better than Gaunt's old house. Qing Yao is sure that this must be the largest of the Big Hangleton and Little Hangleton. The most luxurious mansion.

But even though the two of them had come down the hillside, his expression didn't seem to have that kind of anticipation and joy at all. From Qing Yao's perspective, even the usual polite smile was completely lost by him. It's not holding hands tightly, she really wants to think that her sweetheart has been dropped.

It's just that she was still worried. Before going up, she squeezed his hand lightly and said hesitantly, "Tom... No matter what happens later, you have me and the baby... "

Finally, because of her words, there was a slight smile on his face, and the indifference between his brows and eyes was covered by a thin layer of tenderness. In order to comfort her, he lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "Don't worry, I think It can't get any worse, we're going home early today."

Only then did Qingyao feel relieved, she obediently answered "yes" and looked up at the mansion above again with the arms holding him in both hands, and followed his footsteps towards the hillside.

The higher the altitude, the more unscrupulous the wind. Her thin skirt was blown several times, and the skirt fluttered like a butterfly flapping its wings. A few strands of hair caressed her face mischievously, making her feel a little itchy.

The two walked side by side through the courtyard and came to the closed gate of the mansion. Qing Yao, who had experience once, took the initiative to knock on the door while thinking, "I don't know if anyone is at home. If no one is there, why not?" manage..."

"It's not difficult for a wizard, isn't it, my dear." He looked sideways at her, drew her attention with a joking tone, and then raised his hands to straighten her messy hair.

"This is not allowed! If there is no one inside, we will wait, or come back another day, how can we break in at will? If we are discovered, we might be regarded as a thief." She almost immediately rejected him. thought, and then put on a serious look to explain.

However, these words of hers just hit his heart, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Is that so... but how did my dear enter the room where I am not there without a key? Could someone give you Did you open the door?"

Where did Qingyao think that he would bring up old accounts again, her little face blushed and at the same time she was sophistrying, "...I...I have a knock on the door...you are not at home, so I cast a spell...but...but you are The husband I believe...wherever you are is my home...isn't that okay..."

Seeing her puffy and cute appearance, there seemed to be a lot of affection in his eyes. After hugging her, he began to coax her, "It's okay, as long as it's my cute Yao... How dare I treat her like this?" Does your wife have an opinion?"

As a result, at the moment when they were flirting, the gate of the mansion opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man came out, dressed in the same way as other people in Little Hangleton.

"Hello, may I ask who you are looking for..." The man's eyes were attracted by the beautiful girl in front of him, but he couldn't help but froze when he turned to the man next to him.

Qing Yao, who was unable to reply, quickly restrained her young daughter's attitude, and explained her intentions to the other party in a friendly manner, "..Hello, sir, we are here to visit the owner of this house. We have something very important, so we have to invite you in Let me know."

"Oh...guests, please come in first. The owner and wife are here. The young master is out riding a horse. Please rest here first." The man let them in without any hesitation, and then pointed to the two chairs in the hallway.

Unexpectedly, it would go so smoothly, Qing Yao also heaved a sigh of relief, thanked her, and took her sweetheart over to sit down, and waited for the other party to enter the hall before speaking, "Tom Tom, how about seeing your father and other relatives later?" It must be too harsh. Maybe he didn’t come to you for some reason. It’s good for both parties to explain clearly. Be kind, but don’t be angry. If Tom is really upset, just get angry with me. I'm fine."

He didn't answer right away, but she couldn't understand the emotion in those eyes staring at her, but she couldn't ask, and there was an extra hand on top of her head, and he also said, "Idiot... I promise you."

So, Qingyao can finally relax, she trusts him very much, and even if the situation is bad, where can it be?At least here is much better than Gaunt's old house, now I just hope his father can recognize him...

The waiting time was not long, the man came back soon, the two of them ushered into the living room and sat down, served two more cups of tea, before she could fully appreciate the exquisite and gorgeous furnishings in this huge room, a man A woman came down the stairs.

From the outside, they are obviously old, but they can be seen to be rich just by their clothes. They are so glamorous that they are not in the same world as other residents of Little Hangleton. Yao really thought that she was in London at this moment.

"Oh! God! The boy looks like Tom! It seems Frank is right."

The first to break the silence was the elderly lady, who, despite her gray hair, did not behave like an ordinary country person.

When Qingyao heard the name mentioned by the other party, she immediately became more sure that these two must be his relatives, perhaps grandparents. In order to make a good impression, she quickly continued, "Hello, ma'am... Excuse me Is the Tom you speak of your son? Excuse me, we are from London, not Little Hangletons."

But the old man didn't seem very happy. He frowned after he sat down, and slapped his palm on the table when he saw her reply, "We don't have any grandchildren. I'm sorry you came to the wrong place."

However, the lady immediately retorted, "It's been more than ten years since this happened. This kid looks so much like Tom, and he came from London. How could he be my good grandson? Ask Frank to give me the young master." get back!"

Then the lady got up and came to Qing Yao, her eyes were fixed on her belly. "Son, come and sit down, you are... pregnant, thank God! The blood of the Riddle family is not broken in that kid's hands... oh, how many months are there to give birth?"

Seeing his wife slap him in the face like this, the man couldn't sit still, "Mary! It's still not sure that it's your grandson! Wait for Tom to come back to confirm!"

However, Mary ignored him at all, and had already helped Qing Yao to sit on the sofa and started chatting. "Oh... kid, what's your name? Where are you from?"

".. My name is Qingyao.. I come from Eastern China."

While answering the question, Qing Yao did not forget to pull her sweetheart, "I heard from you that your son is named Tom, and so is my...husband... Tom Riddle, this name was given by his mother. His father’s name is that, we got here first after many inquiries, but that gentleman is right, we have to wait for Mr Tom to come back and we can meet to confirm.”

Who would have thought that Mary laughed directly, "Oh! Son...I don't think I need to wait for that kid to come back to confirm, I'm pretty sure he is my grandson."

Then she turned to Riddle, who had been silent for a long time, and said earnestly, "I'm really sorry, kid... We don't know about your existence, that kid didn't tell us, didn't your mother come with you? I haven't seen her yet, Hey... It's been too many years, and I was shocked when they decided to elope, you shouldn't know about this, right?"

However, Riddle just avoided her hand indifferently, and only replied a short "Yes, ma'am" without further words.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, and just as Qingyao was about to rescue the scene, a male voice came from the direction of the hall, "Father, mother, Frank said that there is a boy who looks exactly like me, this is absolutely impossible! That woman early Died in London! How many times do I have to say it before you remember?"

The author has something to say:

I am coming!There are probably two more chapters, if I write about water hahahahaha