Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 61 How to Be a Qualified Servant
The tip of the mansion is surrounded by the morning mist that never dissipates all day long, and every glass window reflects colorful and colorful light, which is reflected sporadically on the ground.The two lines of servants who greeted him in front of the door bowed respectfully towards him, their hair was meticulously groomed, as if they were preparing for a special day.
"Viscount Helun, this way please."
Helun leaned out from the carriage and looked at the magnificent Earl's mansion in front of him.Putting his hand on the footman's, he got out of the car and looked at the house thoughtfully.
"The master said that he will wait for you in the living room," the servant bowed to him again, politely, "please come with me."
Helun then handed over the cane in his hand to the male servant, straightened his clothes, and strode in.
This is indeed a special day.
The bouquets in the room were all extremely cleverly arranged and every corner was spotless.Heron's expensive shoes didn't even make a sound when they stepped on these equally expensive wool embroidered carpets.His eyes swept across those valuable paintings, and then he thought of something, and slowly curled the corners of his lips.
"Where is the countess now?" he asked the servant leading the way.
"Miss is still in the room," the servant replied, "Viscount Harun, please."
The countess on the second floor was standing behind the curtains, under the cover of the plain curtains, looking at the sweetheart who was gradually walking in here.Her finger twitched like a spasm, leaving only a slightly whitish mark on it, and the trace of the small engagement ring had long since disappeared.
"Miss, ma'am?"
At the door, a maid knocked on the door and whispered: "Miss, it's time for you to go down..."
The countess remained motionless.She looked directly at herself reflected in the dim brass mirror, and her face was printed on the flat mirror—a slightly flat, completely unattractive face.Her beauty is not only incomparable with the Braden family, which is famous for their beauty, even her maids are incomparable.
She is just a mediocre ordinary person.
Smiling wryly, the Countess slowly stroked her cheek with her fingers.
After a long time, she said, "Let's go."
The countess who came downstairs was not dressed up, she just wore ordinary beaded flowers and a homely skirt that was old and not old.The countess and countess looked at her with surprise, but they couldn't accuse their daughter in front of Helun, so they could only say, "Sonia, are you being rude?"
Helun smiled and said, "No problem."
He stared at the Countess with deep dark eyes, as if sincerely, and said with a smile: "A real lady, even without makeup like this, is extremely beautiful."
This was a usual trick, but this time, the countess didn't even show a half smile.She just straightened her back even more, and there was a bit of arrogance in her expression that made Helun feel glaring.
"Really," she looked into Helun's eyes, and asked unhurriedly, "Who is the Viscount comparing me with, with that maid Ive? Or Lisa of the Exchange?"
......
The smile on Helun's lips froze all of a sudden.
The count and his wife didn't know why, they looked at their daughter with blank eyes, and asked, "Who is Lisa?"
The countess didn't answer, but just sneered.
"The Viscount really misjudged me," she said, with flaming anger in her eyes. "I—I'm not beautiful, and I'm rarely liked by men. But that doesn't mean, you give me Put on a little bit of pretense, and I will beg for mercy and obey you; no, I will never be a servant who is deceived by you!"
Her hand shook violently, and a small ring inside fell to the ground at once. It turned several times along the grain of the carpet, and finally stayed quietly in a depression, not moving.
The countess's chest heaved violently, and she looked directly at the man she once regarded as her spiritual refuge, but now she seemed to have penetrated this hypocritical shell and directly saw the corrupted heart of the other party.
Those sweetnesses are now all the jokes that make people laugh.
How could she be fooled by such a person?
Helun's expression slowly turned calm.He seemed to realize that what he had done before had been discovered, but he didn't even show his guilt, he just picked up the engagement ring casually and rubbed it in his hand.
"Do you know, Viscount?" The corners of the countess's lips curled up slowly, as if mocking, "Even if you wear ribbons all over your chest, you will never be able to become a true nobleman."
"A true noble will never give up his backbone."
They will never bend over.
This sudden scene stunned the earl and his wife. They exchanged glances with each other, but they also noticed something from their daughter's resolute attitude.
"Before I say anything more unsuitable for a lady," said the countess, "please get the viscount out of my house. Don't send me off."
The door was closed.
Helun stood outside the door alone, and even the servant did not come out to see him off, but just watched him go out coldly.He was still playing with the ring with his fingertips, throwing it lightly in his hand.
"...Nobility?" He raised his eyebrows and revealed a sarcastic smile.
"Who wants a title like that?"
He sneered and raised his hand all of a sudden.
The ring was thrown high, only this time, there was no palm to catch it firmly.It circled the low-lying place, turned from the soft carpet to lie in the dust.
Heron stretched his arms and jumped into the car.
The driver asked him, "Master, where are we going now?"
"Go to the dark alley," Helun said, closing his eyes slowly, "I want to know how she got this news."
He didn't think that a spoiled earl's daughter would take the initiative to know these things that were completely different from her identity.
The groom responded, then hesitated and said, "But judging from the situation, I'm afraid the road on the Earl's side..."
"This road is blocked," Helun said calmly, lowering his eyes, "but what does that matter?"
He gave a short laugh.
"This country will be ours sooner or later."
When he heard the task progress prompt that suddenly sounded, Kou Qiu was attending class in the study, learning to deal with the big and small affairs in the house.When he suddenly heard that the mission had reached forty, he couldn't help being startled.
【So fast? 】
The system boy said faintly: [You know you are busy dating all day long, so of course it will be soon. 】
Even the scum was not abused by you yourself, but by your man, my father!You didn't do anything, it's no wonder you're unhappy!
【I'm afraid it's because the marriage is off the table," the system said, 【Tsk tsk. 】
Kou Qiu talked to the teacher who was lecturing, hurried down the stairs, and knocked on the door of Xavier's room.He stood at the door and knocked and knocked, but there was no answer from inside.
Kou Qiu put his hand on the doorknob, turned subconsciously, and pushed the door open.
This is the first time he has come to the place where the youth lives.
The room is neither big nor small, with a small window that reflects the winding river and tall forests in the distance.There is a simple bed in one corner, the quilts and pillows on the bed are neatly arranged without any wrinkles; on the other side is a wooden cabinet with no decoration, on which are several enlightenment books for young children.
It seemed that even the air was filled with the unique coldness of youth.
Kou Qiu walked a few steps, but didn't see Xavier, so he took a step to leave.But at this time, the system boy caught a glimpse of something sharply and pointed out: [There seems to be another room next to it. 】
Kou Qiu's footsteps paused, and he slowly walked towards the inconspicuous door.
There seems to be a storage room behind the door, where some sundries are stored.Kou Qiu stretched out his hand slowly, and was about to push open the door, but from there, he heard some kind of unusual sound.
Like the whisper of a wild beast.
The sound of clothes rubbing came out through the crack of the door and gradually increased.The panting was forcibly suppressed and swirled low, hitting Kou Qiu's heart like a heavy hammer.
His whole body began to go numb, and the lightning seemed to be coming from his eyes, rushing wildly in the blood vessels of his limbs and bones.
...After so long, Kou Qiu has already understood the meaning of this voice.
He was neither advancing nor retreating, and his whole body was on fire for a moment.What's worse, this sound seems to be directly linked to some memories, just listening to it, it seems like the river of time is flowing upstream, and the clock has been set back to the night before.
The young man called young master in a low voice.What's there doesn't even need to be exaggerated, it's easy to move the heartstrings.
The system brat said anxiously: [What's going on, why can't I hear anything? 】
Being thrown to see Mosaic at a critical moment is really very worrying!
Kou Qiu tried his best to calm down, and said, "It's okay, good boy, you shouldn't have listened to this. 】
It's not harmonious at all, what if we spoil the flowers of the motherland!
He takes a step back.
The room was not very bright, but his face was burning red uncontrollably, and he had to recite the prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony three times silently in his heart, trying to ensure his purity.
The system is still anxious: [What the hell is it? 】
Kou Qiu opened his eyes and said nonsense: 【He is praying. 】
System: [...Don't bully me just because I'm an innocent and pure system, just this mosaic of white flowers, you tell me he is praying? 】
This is basically as credible as the words "under the age of 18, please watch with parents" written on those pornographic films - everyone who believes it has a mental illness, okay!
Senior cadre Kou said: [Yes, it may be because this kind of belief is not in line with the core values of socialism. 】
system:【......】
Yes.
This explanation is very Kou Qiu.
Before Kou Qiu turned to leave, he suddenly heard the golden bell in the room jingling, it was his father's room.Kou Qiu's heart trembled, before he could dodge in time, he happened to bump into the young man opening the door and coming out.
Kou Qiu: "..."
This scene is really embarrassing.
He lowered Bitu's eyes, and subconsciously looked away, not looking at the other party.Xavier's figure also froze suddenly, with his back to the light, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, "You saw it."
The sunlight smudged his side face into a tall and straight outline, and he seemed to be half-melted in the light.The young man was still holding something in his hand, Kou Qiu lowered his head, and caught a glimpse of the familiar navy blue pattern of the dress at a glance.
"You put this on for me at the exchange that day," Xu Shi saw his gaze, and Xavier slowly parted his thin lips, explaining, "I never heard you knock on the door."
Kou Qiu subconsciously said: "It's okay, you may just be too involved."
As soon as these words came out, the young man's expression suddenly became more and more strange, and Kou Qiu almost knelt down to himself who said the wrong thing when he was nervous, no, what did he invest in?
He hastily coughed dryly, and explained straightforwardly: "I mean——"
"It's okay." Xavier looked at him, his silver-gray eyes contained thrilling affection, as if plated with a layer of brilliant gold, "I understand what you mean."
Old Kou's father held back and held back, but he still couldn't help persuading: "It's better not to do this kind of thing too often. It's not good for your health."
Come at night and come during the day, even if you are an atomic bomb, you can't stand such a waste of ammunition.
Xavier just smiled softly.
It took him a long time to raise his head again, hugged the cloak in his hand tighter, and suddenly took a step forward.
"I just--"
The breath is right next to the ear, the temperature is ripe.
"I just can't stand your breath, even if it's just on your clothes."
He stared at his master motionlessly, and his voice was softer, like a whisper whispered by a demon.
"In order for me to get used to it, can you still give me a chance to serve you tonight?"
The silver-gray pupils gradually deepened, melting into the color of half-heated steel, as if they had been plunged into a scorching fire and burned.
"I promise, I will make the young master comfortable."
He looked at the young master in front of him.But this time, although his master was blushing, he slowly raised his head, revealing a firm look in his eyes that hated iron.
"Xavier," Kou Qiu said, "see for yourself, what's in your head every day!"
In the past, it was more or less because of his background and past events that he felt a little distressed towards the bear boy.Right now, it seems that he really can't be distressed anymore, otherwise, according to this progress, he will be the one who will be scrapped soon.
Correct guidance is imperative.
He took the young man's clothes and walked upstairs, "Come here, I must give you a good ideological education!"
The system brat followed suit and gloated.
The sky outside the window was gloomy, and two candles were lit in the room, illuminating a small piece of tabletop.
Kou Qiu brought over all the philosophy books he read recently, which was half the height of a person.Xavier's pale golden eyelashes trembled, he glanced at the cover of the book, and then turned his head again.
He slowly picked up the quill with his hand, and the words written on the paper were all childish, round and round, like the handwriting of a novice child.
He only wrote one line and then stopped.
"Master."
Kou Qiu understood.He didn't ask the other party in surprise why he only knew these few words, but just pressed his hand over it, guiding the young man to hold the pen correctly.
"Finger hard, yes, follow me to write."
Ink slowly oozes from the paper.
The words written this time are more neat and beautiful than any of the previous ones.The two of them were so close that their breaths were almost blended together, and the inside was full of warmth.
"What else will I write?" Kou Qiu asked him.
Xavier pursed his thin lips, and raised his pen again.
His posture of holding the quill pen is still unskilled, but this line of words seems to have been directly carved into his heart with a carving knife, without even needing to think about it, it poured out skillfully and smoothly from the pen , the letters jumped and floated on the paper.
Kou Qiu poked his head over, looked at the formed letters, and subconsciously said: "You... Ulysses..."
He suddenly realized something, looked at the young man in surprise, and then felt sour for no reason.
Master Ulysses Braden.
This is the word Xavier wrote the most.
It is also his best handwriting.
"As long as I know this, that's enough," the young man said slowly, "My young master, I just need to remember this."
He slid the nib of the pen repeatedly on the paper, and the same handwriting appeared on the paper again and again.I don't know how many times I have practiced, but every time it is the same as the last time, even the small bends are exactly the same.
Kou Qiu's throat is blocked.
He shook the other person's hand and said in a low voice, "But I want you to remember more."
The new handwriting appeared on the paper, and the young man relaxed his grip on the pen, allowing Kou Qiu to exert strength and lead him.The touch of the silk shirt rubbing against the crook of his arm was like the skin he had touched before, like a shaking river, flowing dewdrops.
"Xavier—"
"This is your name."
The young man's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the handwriting, which obviously contained more than these three characters, he raised his eyes after comparing it with the previous line of writing.He turned his head, his silver-gray eyes blended with his master's indulgent and doting eyes.
"Xavier Braden," Kou Qiu said softly, a thin layer of blush slowly appeared on his cheeks, as if reflected by flickering candlelight, his dense and long eyelashes drooped down, and he asked each word , "Are you willing to accept this name?"
The system boy was also hit by this sudden blow, and fell into a daze.
No...is this the husband's surname?
Is this a marriage proposal? ?
Xavier's fingers were shaking.
The world collapsed at this moment, and the boy reshaped him into a new shape.
"Master..."
It's hard to say what was in that sound, or if it was just a faithful expression of his devotion trembling to his god.All emotions rushed over like the sea, and he became a helpless boat on the top of the waves, already overturned by the boiling emotions.
Even the soul trembled together.
He threw the pen, and slowly tested his fingers, and after getting a little response, he went around the opponent's waist a little bit.He hugged Kou Qiu, as if hugging his own heart and soul.
Everything became blurred, as if separated by a hazy fog.
"You're not wrong," he heard his master whisper in a daze, "I accept you."
However, he couldn't say a word.
He tightened his arms, as if holding a sweet dream.And he would rather drown in this dream.
Xavier never considered himself lucky.He is not a child favored by God, he was brought into this world by the devil.From the day he was born, he had to be caught up in the struggle for a living, either with man or with beasts.The first 20 years were filled with such fragmented blood.
After killing a wolf domesticated by the exchange for the first time, Xavier gasped for a long time on stage.He could feel the pain, and even heard the sound of blood gurgling from his body.
With his cheek leaning against the cold stage, he almost saw the god of death raise his scythe at him, and a sinister smile appeared under the black robe.
The nobles in the box sat on a high place, admiring his loss of life a little bit, and none of them showed any pity.They just waved the fans in their hands, or rubbed their canes, and said with a sneer: "It seems that this slave is not very valuable."
Xavier doesn't know what it means to be valuable, but he wants to live.
He escaped from such predicaments time and time again, and hunting and fighting have almost become instincts engraved in his blood. Only Master Ulysses is the object he clearly yearns for, but he is hesitant to hunt. .
But he was finally accepted by God.
Such a filthy self can be forgiven in the first place.
Xavier was doomed to sleepless nights.He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, finally got up and opened another door.The maid Ave was locked here. She touched her swollen belly and looked at him quietly.
"What are you doing here?"
Her tone was not as intense as before, maybe she already knew the true appearance of her sweetheart, her words were full of sleepiness, like a female animal huddled in a corner alone and licked its wounds.
Xavier was the one who told her the truth.Even if the truth is cruel, Ive is grateful.
The young man hesitated for a while, and squatted in front of her, his ears blushing.
"I," he said, "I am blessed by God."
There was a heavy joy in his eyes, "He accepted."
Ive stared at him: "..."
No, this big night has no beginning and no end, what are you talking about?
"I love him," the young man pursed his thin lips and said, hot as a lighted match, "he is my light, he is the only supreme god. He is perfect from head to toe, I wish At his feet, be a servant who will serve him for the rest of your life."
Ive caught the point accurately: "Him?"
"I love him," said the young man, as if he couldn't restrain his excitement, "really!"
He stood up and circled back and forth in the small room, "And he—he didn't object, he accepted!"
He raised his arms and whispered: "He accepted!!!"
Eve: "..."
no......
She lowered her head and glanced at her stomach quietly.
So this person doesn't care about the fact that she only found out yesterday that she was abandoned?Or did he make a special trip to pick this kind of time, to show her how proud he is to a person who is frustrated in love?Is there really nothing wrong with being so happy?
In the middle of the night, have you considered how a pregnant woman like her feels?
Xavier was still circling around the room like a big excited dog about to bite its own tail.
"I love him!"
Eve: "..."
However, she just wanted to stretch out her hand to smear the other person's face.
Did this man come out of hell?
"Viscount Helun, this way please."
Helun leaned out from the carriage and looked at the magnificent Earl's mansion in front of him.Putting his hand on the footman's, he got out of the car and looked at the house thoughtfully.
"The master said that he will wait for you in the living room," the servant bowed to him again, politely, "please come with me."
Helun then handed over the cane in his hand to the male servant, straightened his clothes, and strode in.
This is indeed a special day.
The bouquets in the room were all extremely cleverly arranged and every corner was spotless.Heron's expensive shoes didn't even make a sound when they stepped on these equally expensive wool embroidered carpets.His eyes swept across those valuable paintings, and then he thought of something, and slowly curled the corners of his lips.
"Where is the countess now?" he asked the servant leading the way.
"Miss is still in the room," the servant replied, "Viscount Harun, please."
The countess on the second floor was standing behind the curtains, under the cover of the plain curtains, looking at the sweetheart who was gradually walking in here.Her finger twitched like a spasm, leaving only a slightly whitish mark on it, and the trace of the small engagement ring had long since disappeared.
"Miss, ma'am?"
At the door, a maid knocked on the door and whispered: "Miss, it's time for you to go down..."
The countess remained motionless.She looked directly at herself reflected in the dim brass mirror, and her face was printed on the flat mirror—a slightly flat, completely unattractive face.Her beauty is not only incomparable with the Braden family, which is famous for their beauty, even her maids are incomparable.
She is just a mediocre ordinary person.
Smiling wryly, the Countess slowly stroked her cheek with her fingers.
After a long time, she said, "Let's go."
The countess who came downstairs was not dressed up, she just wore ordinary beaded flowers and a homely skirt that was old and not old.The countess and countess looked at her with surprise, but they couldn't accuse their daughter in front of Helun, so they could only say, "Sonia, are you being rude?"
Helun smiled and said, "No problem."
He stared at the Countess with deep dark eyes, as if sincerely, and said with a smile: "A real lady, even without makeup like this, is extremely beautiful."
This was a usual trick, but this time, the countess didn't even show a half smile.She just straightened her back even more, and there was a bit of arrogance in her expression that made Helun feel glaring.
"Really," she looked into Helun's eyes, and asked unhurriedly, "Who is the Viscount comparing me with, with that maid Ive? Or Lisa of the Exchange?"
......
The smile on Helun's lips froze all of a sudden.
The count and his wife didn't know why, they looked at their daughter with blank eyes, and asked, "Who is Lisa?"
The countess didn't answer, but just sneered.
"The Viscount really misjudged me," she said, with flaming anger in her eyes. "I—I'm not beautiful, and I'm rarely liked by men. But that doesn't mean, you give me Put on a little bit of pretense, and I will beg for mercy and obey you; no, I will never be a servant who is deceived by you!"
Her hand shook violently, and a small ring inside fell to the ground at once. It turned several times along the grain of the carpet, and finally stayed quietly in a depression, not moving.
The countess's chest heaved violently, and she looked directly at the man she once regarded as her spiritual refuge, but now she seemed to have penetrated this hypocritical shell and directly saw the corrupted heart of the other party.
Those sweetnesses are now all the jokes that make people laugh.
How could she be fooled by such a person?
Helun's expression slowly turned calm.He seemed to realize that what he had done before had been discovered, but he didn't even show his guilt, he just picked up the engagement ring casually and rubbed it in his hand.
"Do you know, Viscount?" The corners of the countess's lips curled up slowly, as if mocking, "Even if you wear ribbons all over your chest, you will never be able to become a true nobleman."
"A true noble will never give up his backbone."
They will never bend over.
This sudden scene stunned the earl and his wife. They exchanged glances with each other, but they also noticed something from their daughter's resolute attitude.
"Before I say anything more unsuitable for a lady," said the countess, "please get the viscount out of my house. Don't send me off."
The door was closed.
Helun stood outside the door alone, and even the servant did not come out to see him off, but just watched him go out coldly.He was still playing with the ring with his fingertips, throwing it lightly in his hand.
"...Nobility?" He raised his eyebrows and revealed a sarcastic smile.
"Who wants a title like that?"
He sneered and raised his hand all of a sudden.
The ring was thrown high, only this time, there was no palm to catch it firmly.It circled the low-lying place, turned from the soft carpet to lie in the dust.
Heron stretched his arms and jumped into the car.
The driver asked him, "Master, where are we going now?"
"Go to the dark alley," Helun said, closing his eyes slowly, "I want to know how she got this news."
He didn't think that a spoiled earl's daughter would take the initiative to know these things that were completely different from her identity.
The groom responded, then hesitated and said, "But judging from the situation, I'm afraid the road on the Earl's side..."
"This road is blocked," Helun said calmly, lowering his eyes, "but what does that matter?"
He gave a short laugh.
"This country will be ours sooner or later."
When he heard the task progress prompt that suddenly sounded, Kou Qiu was attending class in the study, learning to deal with the big and small affairs in the house.When he suddenly heard that the mission had reached forty, he couldn't help being startled.
【So fast? 】
The system boy said faintly: [You know you are busy dating all day long, so of course it will be soon. 】
Even the scum was not abused by you yourself, but by your man, my father!You didn't do anything, it's no wonder you're unhappy!
【I'm afraid it's because the marriage is off the table," the system said, 【Tsk tsk. 】
Kou Qiu talked to the teacher who was lecturing, hurried down the stairs, and knocked on the door of Xavier's room.He stood at the door and knocked and knocked, but there was no answer from inside.
Kou Qiu put his hand on the doorknob, turned subconsciously, and pushed the door open.
This is the first time he has come to the place where the youth lives.
The room is neither big nor small, with a small window that reflects the winding river and tall forests in the distance.There is a simple bed in one corner, the quilts and pillows on the bed are neatly arranged without any wrinkles; on the other side is a wooden cabinet with no decoration, on which are several enlightenment books for young children.
It seemed that even the air was filled with the unique coldness of youth.
Kou Qiu walked a few steps, but didn't see Xavier, so he took a step to leave.But at this time, the system boy caught a glimpse of something sharply and pointed out: [There seems to be another room next to it. 】
Kou Qiu's footsteps paused, and he slowly walked towards the inconspicuous door.
There seems to be a storage room behind the door, where some sundries are stored.Kou Qiu stretched out his hand slowly, and was about to push open the door, but from there, he heard some kind of unusual sound.
Like the whisper of a wild beast.
The sound of clothes rubbing came out through the crack of the door and gradually increased.The panting was forcibly suppressed and swirled low, hitting Kou Qiu's heart like a heavy hammer.
His whole body began to go numb, and the lightning seemed to be coming from his eyes, rushing wildly in the blood vessels of his limbs and bones.
...After so long, Kou Qiu has already understood the meaning of this voice.
He was neither advancing nor retreating, and his whole body was on fire for a moment.What's worse, this sound seems to be directly linked to some memories, just listening to it, it seems like the river of time is flowing upstream, and the clock has been set back to the night before.
The young man called young master in a low voice.What's there doesn't even need to be exaggerated, it's easy to move the heartstrings.
The system brat said anxiously: [What's going on, why can't I hear anything? 】
Being thrown to see Mosaic at a critical moment is really very worrying!
Kou Qiu tried his best to calm down, and said, "It's okay, good boy, you shouldn't have listened to this. 】
It's not harmonious at all, what if we spoil the flowers of the motherland!
He takes a step back.
The room was not very bright, but his face was burning red uncontrollably, and he had to recite the prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony three times silently in his heart, trying to ensure his purity.
The system is still anxious: [What the hell is it? 】
Kou Qiu opened his eyes and said nonsense: 【He is praying. 】
System: [...Don't bully me just because I'm an innocent and pure system, just this mosaic of white flowers, you tell me he is praying? 】
This is basically as credible as the words "under the age of 18, please watch with parents" written on those pornographic films - everyone who believes it has a mental illness, okay!
Senior cadre Kou said: [Yes, it may be because this kind of belief is not in line with the core values of socialism. 】
system:【......】
Yes.
This explanation is very Kou Qiu.
Before Kou Qiu turned to leave, he suddenly heard the golden bell in the room jingling, it was his father's room.Kou Qiu's heart trembled, before he could dodge in time, he happened to bump into the young man opening the door and coming out.
Kou Qiu: "..."
This scene is really embarrassing.
He lowered Bitu's eyes, and subconsciously looked away, not looking at the other party.Xavier's figure also froze suddenly, with his back to the light, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, "You saw it."
The sunlight smudged his side face into a tall and straight outline, and he seemed to be half-melted in the light.The young man was still holding something in his hand, Kou Qiu lowered his head, and caught a glimpse of the familiar navy blue pattern of the dress at a glance.
"You put this on for me at the exchange that day," Xu Shi saw his gaze, and Xavier slowly parted his thin lips, explaining, "I never heard you knock on the door."
Kou Qiu subconsciously said: "It's okay, you may just be too involved."
As soon as these words came out, the young man's expression suddenly became more and more strange, and Kou Qiu almost knelt down to himself who said the wrong thing when he was nervous, no, what did he invest in?
He hastily coughed dryly, and explained straightforwardly: "I mean——"
"It's okay." Xavier looked at him, his silver-gray eyes contained thrilling affection, as if plated with a layer of brilliant gold, "I understand what you mean."
Old Kou's father held back and held back, but he still couldn't help persuading: "It's better not to do this kind of thing too often. It's not good for your health."
Come at night and come during the day, even if you are an atomic bomb, you can't stand such a waste of ammunition.
Xavier just smiled softly.
It took him a long time to raise his head again, hugged the cloak in his hand tighter, and suddenly took a step forward.
"I just--"
The breath is right next to the ear, the temperature is ripe.
"I just can't stand your breath, even if it's just on your clothes."
He stared at his master motionlessly, and his voice was softer, like a whisper whispered by a demon.
"In order for me to get used to it, can you still give me a chance to serve you tonight?"
The silver-gray pupils gradually deepened, melting into the color of half-heated steel, as if they had been plunged into a scorching fire and burned.
"I promise, I will make the young master comfortable."
He looked at the young master in front of him.But this time, although his master was blushing, he slowly raised his head, revealing a firm look in his eyes that hated iron.
"Xavier," Kou Qiu said, "see for yourself, what's in your head every day!"
In the past, it was more or less because of his background and past events that he felt a little distressed towards the bear boy.Right now, it seems that he really can't be distressed anymore, otherwise, according to this progress, he will be the one who will be scrapped soon.
Correct guidance is imperative.
He took the young man's clothes and walked upstairs, "Come here, I must give you a good ideological education!"
The system brat followed suit and gloated.
The sky outside the window was gloomy, and two candles were lit in the room, illuminating a small piece of tabletop.
Kou Qiu brought over all the philosophy books he read recently, which was half the height of a person.Xavier's pale golden eyelashes trembled, he glanced at the cover of the book, and then turned his head again.
He slowly picked up the quill with his hand, and the words written on the paper were all childish, round and round, like the handwriting of a novice child.
He only wrote one line and then stopped.
"Master."
Kou Qiu understood.He didn't ask the other party in surprise why he only knew these few words, but just pressed his hand over it, guiding the young man to hold the pen correctly.
"Finger hard, yes, follow me to write."
Ink slowly oozes from the paper.
The words written this time are more neat and beautiful than any of the previous ones.The two of them were so close that their breaths were almost blended together, and the inside was full of warmth.
"What else will I write?" Kou Qiu asked him.
Xavier pursed his thin lips, and raised his pen again.
His posture of holding the quill pen is still unskilled, but this line of words seems to have been directly carved into his heart with a carving knife, without even needing to think about it, it poured out skillfully and smoothly from the pen , the letters jumped and floated on the paper.
Kou Qiu poked his head over, looked at the formed letters, and subconsciously said: "You... Ulysses..."
He suddenly realized something, looked at the young man in surprise, and then felt sour for no reason.
Master Ulysses Braden.
This is the word Xavier wrote the most.
It is also his best handwriting.
"As long as I know this, that's enough," the young man said slowly, "My young master, I just need to remember this."
He slid the nib of the pen repeatedly on the paper, and the same handwriting appeared on the paper again and again.I don't know how many times I have practiced, but every time it is the same as the last time, even the small bends are exactly the same.
Kou Qiu's throat is blocked.
He shook the other person's hand and said in a low voice, "But I want you to remember more."
The new handwriting appeared on the paper, and the young man relaxed his grip on the pen, allowing Kou Qiu to exert strength and lead him.The touch of the silk shirt rubbing against the crook of his arm was like the skin he had touched before, like a shaking river, flowing dewdrops.
"Xavier—"
"This is your name."
The young man's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the handwriting, which obviously contained more than these three characters, he raised his eyes after comparing it with the previous line of writing.He turned his head, his silver-gray eyes blended with his master's indulgent and doting eyes.
"Xavier Braden," Kou Qiu said softly, a thin layer of blush slowly appeared on his cheeks, as if reflected by flickering candlelight, his dense and long eyelashes drooped down, and he asked each word , "Are you willing to accept this name?"
The system boy was also hit by this sudden blow, and fell into a daze.
No...is this the husband's surname?
Is this a marriage proposal? ?
Xavier's fingers were shaking.
The world collapsed at this moment, and the boy reshaped him into a new shape.
"Master..."
It's hard to say what was in that sound, or if it was just a faithful expression of his devotion trembling to his god.All emotions rushed over like the sea, and he became a helpless boat on the top of the waves, already overturned by the boiling emotions.
Even the soul trembled together.
He threw the pen, and slowly tested his fingers, and after getting a little response, he went around the opponent's waist a little bit.He hugged Kou Qiu, as if hugging his own heart and soul.
Everything became blurred, as if separated by a hazy fog.
"You're not wrong," he heard his master whisper in a daze, "I accept you."
However, he couldn't say a word.
He tightened his arms, as if holding a sweet dream.And he would rather drown in this dream.
Xavier never considered himself lucky.He is not a child favored by God, he was brought into this world by the devil.From the day he was born, he had to be caught up in the struggle for a living, either with man or with beasts.The first 20 years were filled with such fragmented blood.
After killing a wolf domesticated by the exchange for the first time, Xavier gasped for a long time on stage.He could feel the pain, and even heard the sound of blood gurgling from his body.
With his cheek leaning against the cold stage, he almost saw the god of death raise his scythe at him, and a sinister smile appeared under the black robe.
The nobles in the box sat on a high place, admiring his loss of life a little bit, and none of them showed any pity.They just waved the fans in their hands, or rubbed their canes, and said with a sneer: "It seems that this slave is not very valuable."
Xavier doesn't know what it means to be valuable, but he wants to live.
He escaped from such predicaments time and time again, and hunting and fighting have almost become instincts engraved in his blood. Only Master Ulysses is the object he clearly yearns for, but he is hesitant to hunt. .
But he was finally accepted by God.
Such a filthy self can be forgiven in the first place.
Xavier was doomed to sleepless nights.He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, finally got up and opened another door.The maid Ave was locked here. She touched her swollen belly and looked at him quietly.
"What are you doing here?"
Her tone was not as intense as before, maybe she already knew the true appearance of her sweetheart, her words were full of sleepiness, like a female animal huddled in a corner alone and licked its wounds.
Xavier was the one who told her the truth.Even if the truth is cruel, Ive is grateful.
The young man hesitated for a while, and squatted in front of her, his ears blushing.
"I," he said, "I am blessed by God."
There was a heavy joy in his eyes, "He accepted."
Ive stared at him: "..."
No, this big night has no beginning and no end, what are you talking about?
"I love him," the young man pursed his thin lips and said, hot as a lighted match, "he is my light, he is the only supreme god. He is perfect from head to toe, I wish At his feet, be a servant who will serve him for the rest of your life."
Ive caught the point accurately: "Him?"
"I love him," said the young man, as if he couldn't restrain his excitement, "really!"
He stood up and circled back and forth in the small room, "And he—he didn't object, he accepted!"
He raised his arms and whispered: "He accepted!!!"
Eve: "..."
no......
She lowered her head and glanced at her stomach quietly.
So this person doesn't care about the fact that she only found out yesterday that she was abandoned?Or did he make a special trip to pick this kind of time, to show her how proud he is to a person who is frustrated in love?Is there really nothing wrong with being so happy?
In the middle of the night, have you considered how a pregnant woman like her feels?
Xavier was still circling around the room like a big excited dog about to bite its own tail.
"I love him!"
Eve: "..."
However, she just wanted to stretch out her hand to smear the other person's face.
Did this man come out of hell?
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