Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

"Brother, do you know Keynes?" Sure enough, Colin's questioning came in the next second.

"En." George nodded. In the letters he wrote to Colin before, he mentioned something about Alice's brother once or twice. Although it was not much, Colin would definitely be able to remember it if he wanted to think about it.

"Are you on good terms?" In fact, after Colin returned to his room just now, he dug out all the letters George wrote to him, and found the letters he mentioned Keynes from his memory, back and forth I read it several times to confirm one thing, "Are you good friends?"

"Well." George said truthfully, "We have a pretty good relationship."

"That's great." Colin reached out and wiped away the tears from his face and eyes, "Sure enough, I should have changed my name in the first place, so that Keynes would probably make friends with me." Colin persisted for nearly ten years. The why of the year finally has an answer today, although the way to know the answer is a little sad.

George wanted to tell Colin that even if he didn't change his name, Cairns would regard him as his friend, but he still didn't say it.

The change in the attitudes of Alice and Keynes after knowing their identities just now made him realize one thing clearly. As long as he is still George Scarry, the relationship between them cannot be restored to the way it was before.So why did he say it to make Colin unhappy—although he may feel happier at this moment, it will definitely be even more unhappy later on.

"But forget it." Colin, who wiped away his tears, comforted himself with a smile, "Anyway, a magician is a profession without friends."

George was a little dumbfounded when he heard this sentence.

"It's brother." Colin looked up at George, and asked worriedly, "How's Alice doing?"

George shook his head and didn't say anything clearly, but his movements and expressions were enough to explain a lot of problems.

"Then brother, you have to work hard!" Colin smiled and cheered George up.

"En." George also responded with a smile, although he had actually decided to give up in his heart.

Although the Holy Light could help alleviate the pain, the Duchess passed away in the early morning a few days later.

At this strange time in the early morning, when he was woken up by the servant, Colin knew that the time had come, so he changed into black clothes in a hurry.

When Colin arrived at the Duchess' bedroom, George and the Duke were already there.

"Colin." George glanced at Colin who was standing beside him looking down at his mother, and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms.

Colin grabbed George's coat and buried himself in his chest. Colin didn't know what was wrong with him. He obviously felt very sad, but he couldn't cry at all.

"Cry if you want." George thought Colin was trying to be brave, and stroked his hair and said softly, "It's okay."

Colin stubbornly tugged at George's clothes without saying a word.

Five minutes later, the steward who was sent to inform the temple came back and whispered a few words to the duke. The duke nodded and asked Colin and George to look at the duchess for the last time before having the duchess carried to the temple. .

After sending off the Duchess' body, Duke Scarlett was just about to go back to the study to deal with the follow-up matters, but he was unexpectedly grabbed by the corner of his clothes by Colin.

"Father, can I go to the church and pick a rose?" According to the custom, when the Duchess is buried, those close to him can offer him a white flower.

Colin originally wanted to present the Holy Light Rose from the Duchess's house, but he was afraid of causing dissatisfaction from the Holy See, so he decided to go to the rose garden of the temple to pick a rose for his mother.

"Well, I'll ask someone to ask about it." Duke Scarlett replied.

"Also," Colin grabbed the duke's robe tightly again, "Shall I go to the rose garden at home to pick the flowers for the funeral?"

"Okay." Duke Scarlet reached out to stroke his youngest son's hair, "Let Peg accompany you. If you don't have enough flowers at home, ask him to take you to a nearby flower market to buy some."

"En." Colin nodded, and then let go of the clothes in his hands.

Colin knew that with the Duke and George around, his mother's funeral didn't require him to do anything, but he still wanted to try his best to do something that would make his mother happy.

Before leaving the suite, George touched Colin's hair in the same way: "Don't be too sad."

"En." Colin nodded, then turned and went to the garden.

In the three days before the funeral, Colin not only prepared all the white roses to be buried with the Duchess at the cost of wounds on his hands.He also succeeded in picking three of the most beautiful white roses from the rose garden of the temple and bringing them back with the help of the Duke of Scarlett.

The funeral of the Duchess was solemn and grand. Although His Majesty the Pope did not attend the funeral in person, he still entrusted Cardinal Gerald, who presided over the funeral, to present a rose of Holy Light to the Duchess when presenting flowers.

The moment the Duchess's coffin was closed, Colin finally shed the first tears in the past few days, and then cried uncontrollably until the funeral was over, and finally passed out in George's arms .

Then Colin fell ill and lay on the bed in a daze, unable to wake up.It was not until a few days later that I barely opened my eyes.

"You're finally awake." George breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that Colin, who had been in a coma for so many days, finally woke up.

"What's wrong with me?" Colin barely sat up with George's help, looked around, "I don't seem to be at home."

"You have been in a coma for five days." George shook the bell on the bedside, and soon a servant knocked on the door and came in, "Go get some food."

"So long?" Colin raised his weak hand and rubbed his drowsy brain, "Why do you want to change rooms?"

George reached out to help Colin rub his temples, and said softly, "To wake you up quickly."

"What happened to me?" Colin thought in a daze, maybe he didn't just have a simple illness.

"Let's eat first." George sighed, a little reluctant to mention this to Colin. "I'll talk to you when you feel better."

"En." Colin nodded obediently and followed George's suggestion.

Then Colin rested in the house for two more days before George allowed him to get out of bed and walk around.

But Ke Lin didn't realize until this time that he not only changed the room and place, but was even taken out of the imperial capital.

"Brother, did something happen at home?" Colin finally had to face up to this matter.