The days of eating soft rice in London

Dr. Ian had already arrived after breakfast. He said that Oscar's leg was recovering very well, and he might be able to move freely in half a month.As for the bruises on the young man's legs—especially those suspicious hickey marks on his thighs, the old knight clearly chose to turn a blind eye to them. On the contrary, Oscar felt a little embarrassed and reluctant to let go.

After the inspection, the young man with blond hair thanked him politely, and then he helped the edge of the bed and got off the ground, then slowly moved to the window and opened the golden curtain.The strong sunlight from outside came in through the window for a moment, bypassing the trees outside the window, sprinkled bits of gold on the carpet, and could also see the dust floating in the air.

Oscar waved goodbye to Dr. Ian who left downstairs, and the young man was surprised to find that there were already many carriages and people on the street.It is presumably all due to the work of Sir Bazegelt of London, who, thanks to his proposal to the Queen, was able to declare the ebb of the doomed flood of cholera.In the past month, the streets and riverbanks of London have finally been cleaned up, the social class has resumed operation from top to bottom, and the state machine has begun to operate as large and bloated as before.This wealthy empire has stagnated on the right track of history for a long time, and finally started to move forward, but every time it takes a step forward, it seems that it can hear the creaking sound of the skeleton.

According to the rough statistics of those sociologists, in this disaster, the number of British deaths reached several million people. This embarrassing scandal is also known as the "London Great Stink Incident", which is even bigger than the "Fog City" in London. The name is terrible.

And in the vortex of such a doomsday flood, Louis personally built a Noah's Ark for Oscar to protect him, who has been wandering for a long time, safe and sound.

The man had already left the house today.Ever since the London financial newspaper came out, many people had sent letters to visit Louis. Even during dinner last night, the servants hurriedly presented the letters, claiming that they were letters from the Queen.

Oscar was taken aback for a moment and asked him, "Queen Victoria?"

"Yes," Louis asked the young man beside him after reading carefully, "I need to go back to London, do you want to go with me?"

Oscar agreed very readily this time, so after sending Sir Ian off, he began to pack his luggage and his own, preparing to set off together after lunch.

The carriage bound for the palace will definitely pass through Trafalgar Square, Oscar is leaning on the window, looking at the still life passing by quickly outside the window with fascination.Revisiting the old place, the memories of New Year's Eve are just like yesterday, reappearing in front of my eyes one after another.The tall gentleman looked at him motionlessly beside him, because Oscar's blue eyes glowed with gentle brilliance at this moment.It just so happened that the young man also looked back. Needless to say, the other party must have thought the same as himself. Just as Louis lowered his head to send a shallow kiss, the young man was attracted by another novelty in the next second——

A dead body hangs in front of the castle next to the Avenue of Honor.

When Oscar wandered around this street before, he had never seen such a formation.He couldn't help but look in that direction a few more times, but he couldn't tell who it was at all.

The spring breeze swayed slightly, and the iron cage lowered the branches of the trees, and the surrounding branches also pressed into the rusty cage.The body of the woman was held in a cylindrical torture device called the "Iron Maiden", with the woman's head hanging on her chest against the edge of the cage, and her body was surrounded by a mess of green branches that seemed to have dried It's been a long time, and it's not hard to imagine the despair she felt when she found herself dying little by little.

Although people cleaned the streets and alleys, they seemed to have forgotten the bones there. The corpse that hadn't completely shriveled was ignored at all, and even the people passing by under the cage were indifferent to it.

The gentleman's eyes were dim, and he could clearly see the whole body of the female corpse from underneath.In other words, just from the rough and unkempt hair, he could see the shadow of his aunt.Louis then embraced the young man, refusing to let him look back.

The carriage finally arrived at the palace, but Oscar told Louis that he was not going to go in, and claimed that he was going to the newspaper office to find Simon.

"I'm not qualified to go in."

"Why do you think so? Of course you do." The gentleman comforted him.

Oscar apologized: "I'm sorry, I should have got off the carriage earlier, and I don't want to go in, that's not the place for people like me to stay."

The serious and stubborn expression of the young man made Louis silent for a while.

He is a pure Englishman, and he also understands that the British have always had a clear class concept, but the experience of studying in Europe has inevitably influenced him to a lot of progressive ideas, but now, this indifferent class concept is clearly reflected in his lover. Body... After getting along these days, Oscar always apologizes to him from time to time, and always asks his opinion, even though the other party also said that they need to be equal in this relationship, God knows he will have to pay for Oscar's class stubbornness again how much effort...

Louis couldn't resist his insistence, and he no longer forced the other party. "When will I pick you up?"

Oscar found that the gentleman's tone seemed unpleasant, and he was not sure if the other party was thinking about the conflicts that had occurred at Simon's house before. "We're just chatting for a while," he said. "You can meet me there when you're done."

The gentleman looked at Oscar silently, in fact, he didn't even give up the effort to separate.

Oscar thought he was angry with Simon, and pleaded: "I need friends too, don't be like this, you are not such a stingy person."

"You're wrong, I'm stingy." The gentleman compromised and said, "Wait for me at the newspaper office."

Oscar said goodbye to Louis, and reacted quickly to avoid the blatant kiss that the gentleman was going to have on the street.With great difficulty, he escaped from the clinging embrace of the gentleman, and escaped from the fiery gaze of the man behind him. He had just reached the corner of the avenue when his name was called again.

"Mr Adrian?"

Oscar looked back, and there was a woman he didn't know standing there.

"Hello." Flora stood far ahead under the stop sign, her face was radiant, and she was happily holding hands with her husband.

Oscar was a little puzzled. This strange woman who called his name seemed to be two or three months pregnant. The man beside her thoughtfully held her hand and walked towards him.

"Hi, ma'am, what can I do?"

"Actually, I don't have anything important to bother you." A smile floated on Flora's face, this expression made her fat face due to pregnancy look very round: "Long time no see, cousin, how is he? "

"You... May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Camille's sister and your aunt's neighbor," she replied.

"I understand." Oscar nodded. This is the eldest daughter of the Morris family and Louis's cousin. Even Camille had told him a lot of bad things about this sister who had never shown her face. I saw her the morning I painted the cemetery.

"Louis is fine, and he is in London now." The blond young man replied truthfully, and became very interested in the second half of her sentence: "You said you are my aunt's neighbor? Aunt Burton?"

"That's right, since the day our family went bankrupt, we moved to a residential area. Your aunt is a good person," the woman said.

Oscar recalled his aunt who had been burnt—an ordinary citizen who would often quarrel with others over trivial matters, and she had never lost a fight. Day after day, she seemed to be stinging carefully Calculate daily household expenses.Oscar clearly remembered that it was a warmer weather. He had been preparing to go back to Ireland when he suddenly received a report from a neighbor. The toothless old man on the street had described it to him several times before Oscar recognized it. I got the news that my aunt was condemned as a witch by the church.

When he and his uncle rushed there, the crazy crowd had already transported her body from the river embankment to Hanging Ridge. The two of them searched for a whole night before they found her aunt—she had been burned to death No. Human form, and even red bloodshots exposed under the cracked black charred flesh, but no matter how you wipe the black ashes, it will not be wiped clean, so my uncle can only bury my aunt in a cheap public place. to the cemetery.

The young man's expression dimmed for a moment, and he answered her: "Yes, she has a vicious mouth, but her heart is not bad."

I don't know if it's for the purpose of getting acquainted with the young man in front of me, or because she herself is caught in the memory, Flora began to chatter impolitely: "She also boiled water to disinfect us, and prevented mother from bleeding Joseph, and made Witness to my marriage, a fine woman."

"It's a pity that the environment made her too philistine and secular. If she could receive a good education, she would definitely become a brave and different woman. She would be different from my mother. She always wanted to marry me and my sister. go out."

The man smiled honestly, agreed with her, and imitated his aunt's tone at the time: "'What's wrong with the family? It's a good match, you just get married!' That's what the lady said."

"Her tone was right," Oscar recalled sadly.He was silent for a while, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he asked Mrs. Morris: "So, how is your mother now?"

He will never forget the pain that this woman inflicted on him by inexplicably framing him.

Flora noticed that the young man in front of her didn't seem to know all this, and replied: "My mother passed away, and she was also treated as a witch by the church. But it was because of cholera, it's not your fault, I know."

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Don't blame me? What does this mean? Should I be blamed for this?"

"As you have just heard, we are bankrupt, Mr. Adrian."

"That's...sorry, at first...it was me...I told my mother that you and my cousin were in the theater..." Her tone suddenly faltered.

Oscar frowned, he understood in an instant, he understood everything!That's why Mrs. Morris deliberately framed him to commit slanderous crimes. After a series of trivial incidents, Louis was brought to court for this...

"I'm sorry, sir... I was only doing it for Camille's benefit, and I didn't know you would..."

"Stop talking!" The young man interrupted her suddenly, he was a little confused now.Although the matter was over, he still didn't know how to face the woman involved, even though she didn't seem to be guilty at all.

"Forgive my impoliteness. It's a pleasure talking with you. Then, we'll see you later." After the young man finished speaking in one breath, he walked around the woman as if escaping, and left.

Oscar hurried forward, and even though it had only been a few minutes, he found himself thinking about Louis.

He really shouldn't have left him...

The author has something to say: suddenly appeared.

I've been busy looking for an internship these days.

Really sad.

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