canary in cage

Cecil turned his head to one side, got rid of Isri's hand, and said in a friendly voice, "It's fine if you don't mind."

Isri fixed the gauze, took a step back and opened his mouth and said, "Master, rest first, I'll prepare milk for him."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out before Cehir could answer Isri. Cehir sat on the edge of the bed, watching the snow outside getting bigger and bigger, and his heart throbbed unconsciously.

Where is Loman now?He didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid to see the face that expected him to live...

One movement was stiff for too long, and when Isri came, Cehir only felt a soreness in his neck.

"Master." Isri opened his mouth and called out.

Cehir looked up at Isri, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he took a few sips of milk from Isri's hand.

"Master, give me the cup."

As soon as Cecil finished drinking, Isri took the cup away, leaving Cecil alone in place, with the marks of milk still on his lips.

After a long time, Isri didn't come back from the outside, and it was already noon outside, and Cehir felt dizzy.

Before the door of the room was closed, Cecil dragged himself off the bed to close the door, but as soon as he stood up, his body fell forward uncontrollably, and his legs seemed to have no bones.

Fortunately, Cecil had quick eyes and quick hands, and supported the table beside him with his hands, but unexpectedly knocked over the vase on the table and fell to the ground.

Cecil wanted to prop up his body, but his lower body seemed to be amputated, and he didn't feel any sensation at all. Cecil frowned and stared at the door that hadn't closed yet.

There is something wrong with the milk just now!

Just as he was thinking, the sound of stepping on wooden boards outside the door came into his ears.

"Young master, you'll catch a cold if you sit on the ground like this." Isri's voice seemed to be whispering in his ears, and every time he heard his words, his head became more dizzy.

"You...why..." Cehir wanted to open his mouth, but found that it was difficult for him to even speak, so he could only frown and look at Isri who was about to approach him.

"Why?" Isri squatted beside Cehir, and put the coat on the side on Cehir, and said in a low voice, "The young master will know, but at least not now."

Isri picked him up from the ground, and frowned slightly.

Thin.

"Master, go to sleep, and when you wake up, you will see a place exclusively for you."

Isri's voice was very soft, like a feather, as if it was gliding gently on the lake. Cecil tried his best to open his eyes, but he couldn't lift his eyelids so heavy.

It wasn't until Isri put the hat on Cehir's head that Cehir completely lost consciousness.

"Master, you have persisted for a long time." Isri breathed out from his lips, and gently brushed Cecil's hair with his fingers.

"Good night, my poor Cecil . . . master."

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Isri moved very quickly, and had no intention of staying in the East Asian continent at all, and rushed back by the fastest boat.

The little bird that didn't return home finally threw itself into the arms of the devil, and the devil who was greedy and obsessed with birds succeeded.

The devil who was silent in the mist, since the bird with the golden light left, the devil is a lonely devil. Even if the withered rose has been scattered to slag, the devil still puts the withered rose that the bird gave him into In a little box that no one knows about.

He caught the fleeing bird, and the withered rose would never recover, and this little bird would be locked in the golden cage that belonged to him forever.

The pampered bird, the canary locked in a cage, can only be attached to others in the end. Unfortunately, the devil also raised a caged bird.

Now, little bird, it's time to go home.

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The effect of the medicine is still very strong. Cecil slept for two full days before waking up. Hunger and fear surrounded him. Cecil tried hard to open his eyes, but the surroundings were still pitch black. He wanted to move his hands and feet, but he heard Instead, there was a crisp sound of iron chains.

After half a minute's delay, Cecil realized that his eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth, and wanted to take it off, but the length of the iron chain was limited, and he couldn't move when it was pulled in mid-air.

Cehir fumbled around everything in a panic. There was a goose down blanket under him, which was very soft. Cehir frowned slightly and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

If it was Isri, he would definitely bring him back, but in his memory, there was no such goose down blanket at home.

where is this?

Facing the unfamiliar environment, Cehir felt even more panicked. He was a little afraid of the dark and there was no sound around him, so the blood pressure on Cehir's heart instantly rose to the highest level.

Fortunately, before being afraid for a few minutes, an inconspicuous light came in from the outside, followed by a cold sound.

"Are you awake?" Isri pushed the dining car in and looked at the person sitting in the middle of the cage.

"Where is this?" Cehir recognized Isri's voice, and the panic in his heart seemed to have eased a little.

"At home." Isri replied succinctly.

As he spoke, he inserted the key at his waist into the lock, and slowly pushed the car pusher in.

Cecil heard the noise and wanted to back away, but it was of no avail in the end. The scent from the tip of his nose seemed to be stronger, and then the things in front of him became clearer.

Only then did Cecil see clearly that he was now in a huge golden cage, and the floor was covered with roses folded out of copper wire.

Cecil looked at Isri in horror: "What are you doing?"

Isri will squat down, kneel in front of Cecil on one knee, raise his hand to lightly touch the side of Cecil's face, and open his mouth without concealment: "Do you still remember what you said? You said that you will not run away of."

Isri's eyes were so cold that it made people feel cold. Cecil gritted his teeth and didn't know how to open his mouth. Isri saw the small bowl on the dining car brought down again.

"Now you can't eat anything else, drink some hot soup first."

Looking at the things in Esri's hand, Cehir suddenly remembered the hot milk that Esri handed him before, and for a moment, Cehir's eyes showed disgust.

"I don't drink."

Isri froze for a moment, pulled back the corner of his lips slightly, and put the bowl back on the dining car.

This time, Isri did not have the previous persuasion. Instead, he raised his hand and directly pinched Cecilia's face and pressed him to the ground. Because the iron chain separated the legs, Isri's knee just touched Cecilia. Your legs/between.

"The young master is still disobedient?" Isri's voice came from above his head.

Cecil was taken aback, and his legs resisted vigorously: "Isri! Let me go!"

Isri narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned his body down a little, gradually increased the strength in his hands, and his voice did not show the slightest compromise.

"Master, as I said, if you are disobedient, I will use my method to make you obedient."

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