How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

Mason Vijay finally seemed to realize that he was being too eager for Sydel.

He coughed twice, suppressing the excitement on his face, "I'm sorry, I just lost my composure when I suddenly found out that Margot's friend is someone I've met before."

Mason said sincerely: "I really like children, especially when I see the smiles on their faces like angels, there will always be a huge sense of happiness flooding my heart."

He sighed: "I have been committed to charity over the years, such as..."

Sydel interrupted his endless desire to confide.

The ten-year-old girl's blond hair hangs by her ears, revealing a little white and round earlobe. In the dim guard room, her blue eyes are like shimmering gems.She stood on the ground quietly and obediently, and smiled slightly, her voice was thin and soft: "Uncle, I'm here to play with Margo."

The little girl's lips were slightly curved, and a pair of watery eyes looked straight at Mason, with undisguised innocence: "Can you take me to find her?"

"Uncle...?" Mason was startled, and smacked his lips to recall the address, "I'm Margo's brother, you can call me brother too, you don't have to be so polite."

Sidelle was kind and helpful: "Brother, where is Margot?"

"We still have to go to the aquarium together, we made an appointment before the holiday." The little girl seemed to complain dissatisfied.

"Who knows that there will be no news from Margot once the holiday is over."

Mason: "Really?"

He thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Then I will teach you a lesson, Margo. It is not a good habit to keep your word."

"However, Margot is at home now," Mason said, "It's not convenient to talk here, so I'll take you there first."

The man's brown pupils shone with sincerity, and his expression was kind and calm, as if he was just a big brother who entertained his sister's friends.

——Although this "big brother" is over thirty years old.

When Sidelle thought of this old man in his 30s calling him brother, she couldn't help feeling chills, but when she thought of Margo, she followed Mason with a soft and decent smile.

After passing a pasture, there are still crystal drops of water hanging on the thick and fresh grass stubble, a field of white geese pecking the grass and passing by, the wooden railings are hooped into a solid fence, and a group of fat and strong ponies are surrounded inside.

Mason introduced to Sidelle: "There are no other livestock in this pasture, not even a dog. It is a special place for people to rest. Every Sunday, many children come here to ride horses, and they are all free."

"If you are interested, you can often come here as a guest in the future."

Sidelle looked at the fresh and vast pastures around her, and responded softly, suddenly thinking of another person.

She looked at Mason curiously, and asked, "Big brother, have we met before at Dr. Lecter's?"

A slightly confused expression appeared on the little girl's white and tender face: "Why do you want to see a psychiatrist? Are you sick?"

"...Well," Mason didn't know what to think of, frowned slightly, and then said indifferently: "My family is in the butchering business, and there are always a lot of animals to be raised. Some animals are disobedient, so I thought about finding a psychological Learn how to tame them with your science professor."

Sidelle: "...?"

Is this person out of his mind?

She couldn't help it: "I think in this case, you should find an expert in breeding animals."

What kind of animal needs to be domesticated by a professor of psychology... Sidelle suddenly thought of a possibility.

Either he's out of his mind, or he's not domesticating animals, but—

people.

Sydel heard the sound under the pony's hot and humid nose, soft, sultry and long.

Mason didn't seem to be annoyed by the little girl's complaints, he patted his head with a smile: "Yeah, I also found that Professor Lecter probably couldn't give me much experience, and then left soon .”

Sidelle asked: "Then do you still have contact with Dr. Lecter?"

She just asked casually, looking for topics aimlessly, but saw the expression of the man next to her twisted slightly.

He seemed to let out a cold snort from his nostrils, suppressed his discomfort in his throat, and barely made a sound: "Hannibal Lecter has long been a guest of dignitaries and nobles, he is a busy man, how could I have the opportunity to talk to He contacts."

Sidelle: ...

Sure, Hannibal despises Mason and doesn't bother to play with him anymore.

I don't know what Hannibal did to Mason, but now that Hannibal's name is mentioned, Mason's face is covered with uncontrollable disgust.

But he quickly adjusted his mood, with a gentle smile on his pale face: "Don't talk about those unpleasant things, we've arrived, wait for me to go up and see Margot—"

"At this point in time, she should still be sleeping," Mason said.

In front of Sidelle was a building standing among the shallow hills. Among the rich and fertile land stood such a building made of cold steel, which gave off the illusion that dream and reality merged.

She stepped forward, and inside the house was a huge space and painted beams and columns. There were portraits on the walls, and a velvet carpet in the hall. Sidel also saw the very familiar cloisonne porcelain from China at the stairs.

The butler came to entertain Sidelle, while Mason went up the stairs, as if to wake up Margot as he said.

Sidelle sat down on the sofa on the first floor, and the butler brought juice and baked desserts. The fluffy and crispy animal biscuits and small cakes covered with cream were placed on a clear glass plate. Sidelle took a look, and there was no move them.

She was a little absent-minded, seemingly unintentionally turning the glass bead bracelet on her right wrist, which reflected the color of glass beads under the light.

On a glass bead, a black spot the size of a needle's eye emerged in the moment of a gleam of light.

On the crystal pendant hanging in front of Sidelle, there are also tiny holes of the same color as the crystal.

In a certain room of Louise’s house, an unused computer was emitting a faint blue light from the screen.

Sidelle glanced at the building casually, remembering the structures one by one in her heart.

"Miss Christian, don't you like these foods?"

The butler suddenly made a sound, he was an elderly man, he bowed slightly in front of Sidelle, and glanced at the untouched drinks and desserts.

Sidelle shook her hand, as if a little embarrassed, she said shyly: "I don't like sweet things very much."

"I'm very sorry, I'm going to prepare again for you now," the butler leaned slightly towards Sidelle again, "Please wait a moment."

Sidel opened her mouth to stop him, saying that she was not hungry, but she gave up after thinking about it, silently watching the butler walk away with the glass plate.

Although she really doesn't like sweet and greasy things, it's not just because of different preferences that she doesn't eat those foods.

It was mainly because she was in the home of someone who seemed to have a copper smelting habit, and she really didn't want to eat the food here.

After the butler left, only Sidelle was in the hall.

Sidelle had already walked around the lobby on the first floor, but Mason hadn't come down yet.

Sidelle thought for a while, and when she was about to get up and go to the second floor, a person suddenly turned out from the stairs.

Margot's long blond hair was casually scattered behind her, and she was wearing a plain white nightgown, as if she had just woken up. There was a bit of sleepiness in her pale face. She glanced back coldly, then turned to look at Xi Dai At that time, the emotionless eyes became somewhat vivid.

"Sydel," Margo walked down the stairs slowly, and smiled at her, but there was no emotion in the smile: "You are here."

Sidelle looked at Margot's indifferent eyes, and remembered the message of "Don't come", it was indeed Margot who sent her.

Mason came down behind Margot, and he looked at the two little girls downstairs with a smile on his face: "It may not be convenient for Margo to go out these days, Sidelle, do you want to stay here for a few days? I will let The butler will dress up the room to your liking, I promise."

"Sydelle will sleep with me," Margo interrupted Mason coldly, she sat down beside Sydelle, took Sydelle's hand, and looked back at the man standing on the pavilion impatiently: " Aren't you going to look at your new pasture? Don't let the ghost mastiff kill your geese again."

Sydel: "...wait a minute."

Why are these two people starting to fight for her right to stay overnight? !

Sidelle held Margo's cold fingers with her backhand, and found that she trembled slightly.

She raised her head calmly and said, "I just came to play with Margot. My aunt won't let me sleep outside, and she's still waiting for me to go back home."

"Okay then." Mason shrugged helplessly, and said regretfully, "However, if you want to come and play with Margo, you are always welcome here."

Margot picked up Sidelle and led her upstairs: "Go, go to my room."

Passing by Mason, Sydel heard Mason's inconspicuous laugh.

He whistled: "Margo, get along with your friends."

Margo didn't say a word, and she even showed stingy eyes, and dragged Sidel all the way back to her room.

Sidelle lowered her head, concealed the expression in her eyes, and let Margo lead her into the room. She didn't raise her head until the door of the room was closed by Margo's backhand, and her eyes fell on Margo's bare half white wrist.

Margot turned her head: "Sidelle..."

When her words froze, Sidel suddenly broke free from her hand, and the sleeves of the wide pajamas fluttered, revealing the criss-crossing bruises on her pale and slender arms.

Sidelle raised her eyes, and the blue eyes on her fair face shone with a sharp light.

Margot froze in place.

The huge sun wheel outside the window fell, and the golden-red afterglow of the setting sun came in through the window lattice, reflecting on Sidel's snow-white face. She sighed softly, "Didn't I say that? Come find me."

She did say this. In the days when the school bully spoke harshly to her for protecting Louise from the school bully, in order to avoid getting her roommates implicated, Sidel made a special declaration in the dormitory——

Anyone who is bullied can come to her.

Margo stared blankly at Sidel's calm and cold eyes shrouded in the golden-red sunset, her lips moved, and she suddenly wanted to say something.

Even before that, she never trusted anyone.

Margo has a secret.