beauty and money

After a whole morning of tossing around, Mary was exhausted physically and mentally. She leaned back in the chair with drooping eyelids, but she couldn't fall asleep. Anyone who was stared at by a big man who was still a stranger would not be able to fall asleep for a moment.When not mad, Yarlin is quite obedient and silent, perhaps his mind is still at the stage of seven or eight years old.

So Mary tried to read him some children's books to cheer him up. Arlin didn't respond, just looked at Mary without blinking.It made Mary doubt whether he was listening to her, so she lightly skipped a few paragraphs, and Yarlin's face immediately showed a puzzled look, obviously he was indeed listening to the story, but even if Mary read it wrong, he would not Post any comments.Before she knew it, the drowsiness came over her, and Mary read the story more and more slowly, and soon she half-closed her eyelids and fell into a doze.And Yarlin, who was sitting opposite, pulled out his huge body from the small chair, tiptoed to Mary's side, and lay down on the edge of her skirt.

During afternoon tea, Yarlin sat beside Mary blankly, neither speaking nor moving, just staring at Mary obsessively, making her feel embarrassed.He didn't seem so bad, and he still knew some basic manners when he was sober.

When the exquisite tea set was placed on the table, Yarlin clumsily picked up the small teacup. The teacup looked like a small toy in his hand, but his careful treatment was ineffective. He dropped the poor little cup The ground was in pieces.

When he subconsciously stood up, he accidentally overturned the coffee table, splashing hot tea and snacks on Mary.

"Be careful, my God, you are really destructive!" This series of changes gave Mary a headache. It seems that the most urgent task is to teach this man to control his strength, otherwise things will break down wherever he goes. Where, even Nemer's rich family cannot withstand such torture.

Yarlin stood there at a loss for a moment, held back for a long time before saying in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry." Hearing this sentence of sorry, Mary immediately raised her eyebrows, and seeing his aggrieved look, she always Reminds her of certain large dogs.

"It's okay, hey..." Mary sighed, Nemer's fine tableware always suffered.After tea, Mary felt that it was necessary to teach Arleen English. Her French was not good, his English was bad, and there was always a misunderstanding between the two.

The quiet relationship between the two made the servants heave a sigh of relief. They thought the young master was worse. When it was time for a walk after dinner, Mary became anxious. Scenery, but it feels weird if someone follows.He could only look at the scene and sigh, but Yarlin still seldom spoke, and sat with her to eat. To be honest, his dining etiquette was simply horrible.

After spending a few days in silence like this, Mary began to teach Yarlin English.However, the French pronunciation is too different from the English pronunciation. Yarlin's patience is very limited. He seems to be staring at the blackboard, but he just doesn't know how much he has memorized.

Afterwards, the tailor came to measure him carefully and made many suits that fit his size. Yarlin also looked taller and stronger among some tall men, looking very oppressive. His greasy half-length hair After the hair was restyled, the whole face was revived, at least the side that was not disfigured. When he sat there quietly and didn't speak, he looked like a real British gentleman, not a madman.But when you look at his hideous face on the other side, you will gasp again, and feel very sorry, because his undisfigured half face is so handsome and charming, but the combination of the two highlights the ferociousness of the scar With the distortion of the face, it seems to be half angel, half devil, and the pair of strong dark brown eyes are very similar to Mary, like a stubborn rock.

Seeing that Yarlin gradually changed and his behavior gradually moved closer to a real gentleman, Mary's joy of being a teacher was beyond words. She wanted to write to Elizabeth, but considering that she was pregnant, she didn't want to disturb her. Worried, she wrote to her new friend, the melancholy girl at Rosings Manor. The two of them secretly corresponded. The situation is the same as the past, but in the letter, I asked Ms. De Boer a lot of questions about French. The noble lady has a rich family, and I was educated at home because of illness and couldn’t go out often. She is not only erudite but also very artistic. In fact, her letters were written in a very graceful cursive, with extremely beautiful calligraphy, which Mary was not very good at, her handwriting was always very illegible, and Miss de Bower often included Rosings Rose petals, a small dried lavender, or a small sketch drawn by her, etc.Mary corresponded with her with the pleasure of a close friend of her own age, which she did not have with her sisters, Mrs. Grace.

At the same time, being able to wait for Mary's letter was almost the only joy in Miss de Bourgh's lifeless days. In order to avoid Mrs. de Bourgh's nagging complaints and bitter sarcasm, Miss de Bourgh often used the excuse of tightness in her chest to hide. In the room, at this time, she would take out Mary's letter and read it over and over again. When she read the letter, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and sometimes she would fall on the bed and put the letter in her heart to imagine various adventures. The body that was gradually walking into the embrace of death felt the heat of summer and the fragrance of flowers.

After more than ten days, Mary got up early as usual to prepare the content of the class, and suddenly found that the servants seemed to be acting very abnormally today.The entire Nemer fell into a tense atmosphere, and the servants were in a hurry. "What's the matter?" Mary asked the maid who brought her breakfast.

"Oh, don't you know? Today is a very important day."

"What? Today is very important?" Mary didn't know anything about it, and she looked at a loss among the people passing by. The servants put away all the porcelain that could be touched in the entire Nemer, and put away all the curtains that could be blocked. Cover up, hide everything, make everything appear empty.

"Yes, Miss Bennet, today, I am today every year, it is a special day, that is, Master Yarlin's birthday, and I think you should be able to understand... just such a day, here is A day to be burned." The maid answered Mary's question pointedly, making Mary suddenly understand that her student's birthday is today, which is also a day of disaster.

Several male servants hurried upstairs with solemn expressions. They even held the rope. The two middle-aged men frowned and whispered to each other, as if they were talking about something very serious.

When Mary was still a little confused about what was going on, Yarlin's horrific wailing came from the depths of Nemer Manor, as well as a loud noise, like smashing things or hitting a wooden door. sound.His roar is more terrifying than the beasts of the mountains.

Immediately there were bursts of sound and men's shouts, as if in a battlefield, suddenly a sharp and piercing female voice uttered a scream, followed by a man's moan, and the few male servants almost ran up the stairs , rushed towards Yarlin's room.

Soon there was a louder impact and roar, broken pieces of wood trembled and slid down the stairs, the sound of glass shattering was mixed with a woman's screams, and suddenly a man shouted: "Quick, grab him..." Immediately a tall figure rushed down from the second floor, like a rampaging buffalo, even more terrifying like a mad lion, the maids screamed and ran away.

The clothes on Yarlin's body were almost torn, his eyes were red, his muscles were bulging, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

"Get out of the way!!" The servants chasing after him were all in a state of distress, some were even injured and bleeding, and they were holding ropes to trap the beast.But he didn't expect Yarlin to suddenly pounce on Mary who was too frightened to move. He hugged Mary in his arms and rushed outside.

"Ah, let go, let me go..." Mary only felt that she was tightly imprisoned by a huge pliers, and her thin and slender body was about to be strangled.Everyone's blocking didn't work at all. Yarlin was extremely fast. He smashed open the gate with his strong arms, and rushed out even turning a blind eye to the hounds he feared the most. Those vicious hounds barked with their dark yellow fangs. However, because of Yarlin's tall stature and fierce aura, they did not dare to step forward. Nemer's servants could only watch helplessly as Yarlin kidnapped Miss Mary and ran towards the endless dark forest.

They had no choice but to chase after them with their hands and dogs. The steward immediately wrote a text message to ask the coachman to bring it to his wife. She was terrified. Master Yarlin had never acted like this before. Before, he only yelled and destroyed things. Hide in the cellar, but today, God, he kidnapped a lady!

Regardless of how anxious and flustered everyone in Nemer was, the kidnapped Mary was almost strangled and passed out. After the initial fear subsided, she tried to comfort the beast, but she found that Yarlin didn't care what she said. , still took her to escape to the depths of the dense forest regardless.

"Let me go!" Mary was carried on Yarlin's shoulders like a sack, and she beat Yarlin desperately with her fists, but it was like hitting a sandbag, and the other party didn't seem to be in any pain at all.

Yarlin, who was running at high speed, shuttled nimbly through the dense forest, not at all as clumsy as he was in the manor. They crossed the rocky beach and ran into the boundless and dark fir forest all day long, with tall and dense trees Blocking the sun, the trees here are not as green and tender as deciduous forests, but a cold dark green. They pass through the stream and rocky beach from time to time. Mary tried to remember the route at first, but she became dizzy when she arrived.Yarlin kept running, I don't know how far he ran, and he didn't stop until he ran to a hidden forest hut. As soon as Mary's feet touched the ground, she seemed to run away, but she was caught by Yarlin just as she was about to take a step. After catching him back, he pressed his forehead against hers and said, "It's safe, don't be afraid." Only at this moment did Mary see that the madness in his eyes had turned into calm.She had never heard of Yarrin's birthday before, and things about him were often mysterious, and the servants said that sometimes Yarrin was like Nemer's ghost, and he would hide in the shadows, and no one could find him.Perhaps, things were not as they said, he was not hiding in the shadows, but had another secret hiding place.

Terrified, Mary burst into tears, and she sat down on the dirt piled with loose needles, terrified.Yarlin kept saying things like being safe and telling her not to cry, he kidnapped her, maybe she will die here.After being brought into the hut by Yarlin, Mary kept thinking like this. She curled up in the corner and shouted at Yarlin, "Stay away from me." Her eyes seemed to be looking at a monster, which made Yarlin very sad. Injuried.

He had to sit on the other side of the room, away from Mary, to calm her down.He is not as naive and stupid as he was in the manor, he behaves almost like a normal person, those childish and ridiculous behaviors are more like deliberate.