Son of Light and Darkness

From the silver pot brought by the maid, the fragrance of tea wafted from time to time, filling the room.

Eli sat indifferently at the place farthest from Mrs. Christopher, looking down at the toes of his shoes.

Mephisto sat beside him, quietly and gracefully eating the steak on the plate.

This simple lunch has been going on in silence for about ten minutes.

Mrs. Christopher is not a smart woman, so she chose the easiest way to face her current predicament.

The two parties involved in this incident, Mephisto and Eli, had an interview.

Of course, apart from her, no one else would naively think that she still has absolute control over her son who has been abandoned for more than ten years.

This woman has been well protected since she was born. Her father and husband are among the most powerful people on the mainland. She is well protected, so she will always only look at problems from her own perspective.

She may be a qualified lady, but she will never learn how to be a qualified mother.

Even from the way she got along with Mephisto, it was more of Mephisto's accommodating to her when Mephisto was younger.

Not even the Pope can change this.

To all who knew Mrs. Christopher, the deepest impression on her was that of selfishness.

Therefore, when she put down the champagne glass, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and was about to talk to Eli with a serious face, Mephisto knew that she would never say anything good, so he rushed ahead of her He interrupted her: "Mother, the sun is just right now, maybe you would like to go and bask in the sun."

"My dear, not being able to rest in the sun for a while will make my body very uncomfortable, but every time I think of the existence of another person by your side, my heart is even more uncomfortable. Mrs. Christopher was obviously very persistent.

But when she realized that the other person was her youngest son, her long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

Mephisto stood up: "Mother, I hope your next words will not hurt your family, no matter who he is."

Mrs. Christopher looked at Mephisto with some hurt: "God, my son, how could you speculate about your mother so maliciously? I called this... Eli back because of you. You know my father is not If you don't like him, don't you worry..."

"Eli is my younger brother." Mephisto frowned, but he couldn't miss the flash of loneliness and the subsequent cold smile on Eli's face from the corner of his eyes.

Eli took a step forward, stood in front of Mrs. Christopher, and looked at her slowly: "Mrs. Christopher, no, please don't look at me with such disgusting eyes. You see, I am very cooperative with you. I know You must have something to say to me, look, I'm listening."

Mrs. Christopher was suddenly a little short of breath, especially when those black eyes stared at her quietly.

She remembered that a long time ago, there was such a pair of eyes staring at her from afar.

At that time, she didn't care about the little son, because she had been exposed to the evil of the dark magician since she was a child, so even if it was just an innocent child, she couldn't get any maternal love from her.

She is not a cold-blooded animal by nature, but facing the child with a dark physique, she really can't show any enthusiasm and care.

However, she who has lived for more than 40 years has never been afraid, but under the gaze of these eyes, she has developed timidity.

For the first time, she felt that calling Eli and Mephisto back this time didn't seem like a good idea.

"I, I'm not... you, you know. I'm just worried about Mephisto... If you can stay away from him, I won't bother you." Mrs. Christopher was a little incoherent.

"If that's what you mean..." Eli's voice trailed off.

Mrs. Christopher's eyes lit up.

"Then, I refuse." Eli showed a weird smile, but Mephisto couldn't see it from this angle.

Mrs. Christopher was taken aback, the bloodthirsty and indifferent smile made her heart beat faster, she became a little annoyed: "Eli!"

"Okay mother." Mephistopheles watched enough of this lifeless farce directed by his mother, and finally got up and said, "I think I have the right to decide that Eli will live with me. Yes, if this is still the case, you'd better stop ordering the housekeeper to come to the academy to find me."

Mrs. Christopher was stunned for a moment, then stared blankly at Mephisto leading Eli out of the flower hall.

"Lawrence, did I do something wrong? Why can't that kid Mephisto understand me at all?" Looking at the empty dining table, Mrs. Christopher stretched out her hands to cover her face sadly.

Butler Lawrence dutifully stood beside her and replied, "Madam, the young master will understand your painstaking efforts."

"God, I feel so tight in my chest. I'm broken for this family, but they all think I'm having fun."

Mrs. Christopher complained aggrievedly, "No one can understand me, and my health is not good."

"Only the God of Light can understand me. My God, one day I will lie alone in the coffin, and they will understand how hard I have worked. But at that time, what is the use of their tears? "

While rambling about her grievances, she ordered the maid to invite the palace therapist, and there were two maids by her side, one pinching her legs and the other scenting her temples.

"Oh, my miserable woman!" She finally sighed long, covered her face with a transparent gauze scarf, closed her eyes and let out a stream of tears.

Of course, more of these tears were self-pity.

Looking at the bustling scene on the street and the pedestrians passing by, Eli suddenly felt a little dazed.

These people come and go, but in the end they all have a destination, which is their home.And I walked all the way down, and at the end I didn't know what to do.

Living in Lante Village before, he didn't expect revenge to be so far-reaching.

He only thought about carefully hiding his identity as a dark magician, and then continued to practice, and finally helped Carlos to fulfill his wish.

And later, when he arrived in Wangcheng, he lived with Mephisto.The person who is willing to provide him with shelter from the wind and rain cannot be by his side all his life.

This won't be my home either.

Eli's footsteps gradually stopped, and Mephisto stopped two or three steps ahead of him and waited for him.

It doesn't seem to matter which direction you go, who cares about him?

Although Aya and Jin had a good relationship with him, it was only good.They don't even know Eli's own biggest secret, which could destroy any relationship in the world.

Including the relationship between mother and child.

Mrs. Christopher chose to give up Eli for the sake of Mephisto's future, which completely made this 17-year-old child feel an unforgettable despair.

This sudden loss and pain was reflected in Eli's black eyes, making Mephisto's heart suddenly dull.

He held Eli's bony hand tightly, pressing Eli's head into the socket of his shoulder.

It seems that only in this way can he not see the overwhelming sadness and despair, and also don't have to be infected with this suffocating feeling in his chest.

It seemed that the feeling between twins took effect at this moment. Eli and Mephisto didn't say anything, but they both understood each other's meaning.

—Don't leave me.

——Don't be afraid, I'm here.

Eli's face was buried on Mephisto's shoulder, and the negative emotions that had been suppressed to the point of bursting seemed to find a vent and explode.

The boy's sad cries tightly grabbed the heart of the person who hugged him in his arms. Even if the superficial indifference could fool everyone, it couldn't fool his own heart that was already dripping with blood.

The panic and helplessness of being abandoned by the whole world made Mephisto feel distressed.

distressed?

He suddenly froze for a moment.

It seems that I haven't felt this way for a long time.

His heart seemed to be naturally cold, and he would never change his beating rhythm for other things.

However, at the last second, he really felt distressed, and the truth couldn't be more real.

This hug, like a quiet and beautiful picture scroll, was frozen in this moment by time, and it was rubbed into eternity at the corner of the street with the light and shadow of the afternoon. It was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to disturb it.

"Woo~~~~~~" A slight whimper broke the dignified atmosphere here.

Eli gradually stopped sobbing, but felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look up.

Mephisto raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and left a shallow kiss on the boy's eyes: "Don't be sad."

These words came out of his mouth, as if there was incredible magic, and Eli seemed to really feel that his emotions were calming down a little bit.

But that kiss made him blush exaggeratedly.

It was just an extremely ordinary kiss, but it made him feel at a loss, and he didn't even know how to breathe.

At the age of 17, Mephisto was the first person willing to bend down and kiss him.

For whatever purpose.

Before that, how could others avoid him with his dark physique, so how could he take the initiative to approach him?

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" and helpless sob again from next alley.

Eli and Mephisto exchanged glances and turned the corner.

In the corner of the alley, a dirty black puppy struggled dying in the corner. Its lower body was soaked with bright red blood, and there was a large pool of blood that was almost dried up swimming behind it.

The puppy's dark eyes looked at Eli sadly, as if asking him for help.

The author has something to say:

Readers and friends, I can’t see some of your messages, and they will only be displayed later (Jinjiang’s habitual convulsions), so some messages cannot be replied in time.But I will take a serious look at each one.I hope everyone can give me some advice, let’s make progress together O(∩_∩)O~~(≧▽≦)/~Thank you