dear earl

However, when Yin went back, the room was empty and there was no one there.

Yin paused, and began to panic, ignoring the doubtful count behind him, he quickly teleported downstairs, and then looked for someone.

Yin can't smell the smell of Rinzhe leaving, obviously Rinzhe has been away for a long time.

With such a weak body, he couldn't last long at all. Where did he go?Where did Linzhe go...?

Yin tried his best to keep calm, carefully thinking about where Rinzhe likes to go, but the panic in his heart made him more and more clueless.

Rinzhe didn't stay, his Rinzhe... didn't stay... Rinzhe would die, he couldn't hold on to his weak body!

Yin crouched down and cried bitterly, he realized how incompetent he was. He thought he knew Rinzhe well enough, but in the end, he didn't even know where he likes to go...

After dark, Hibbert opened the castle door again and welcomed Yin into the living room.

Without saying a word, Yin picked up the red wine on the coffee table and began to pour it into his mouth. Hibbert felt sorry for the glass of red wine, which is limited in the world. Thinking that the earl likes red wine more, he went to find something to make the earl happy , As a result, Yin poured red wine into his stomach without saying a word.

"... Hibbert, read my heart. I really want to know why I am so sad. The dog of the holy religion is not worthy of pity. Why am I..."

Hibbert lowered his eyes and interrupted Yin's words: "Master Slot, you are in love with him."

No need to read minds, it's obvious.

"Ha, that's it." Yin smiled self-deprecatingly, lying on his back on the sofa, covering his eyes with his hands, tears streaming out through his fingers.

so...

After Senior came out, he was silent for a long time, and then said to Hibbert, "The higher the alcohol, the better."

Hibbert gave a shoulder touch and went down.

"Senior, do you understand?" Yin asked as he put down the empty cup.

"I don't understand." Senior filled the empty glass and handed it back, suddenly remembered that Sang Xu had been very polite to him these days, and seemed to be a little distant. After a long time, he sighed and added, "Maybe I understand a little bit now." Yes, but I don’t think I’m as miserable as you.” After all, Sang Xu is still by his side...

"Miserable..." Yin raised the glass, and from the red wine, he seemed to see Rinzhe's weak body trembling in the wind, and said softly, "He can't hold on."

"Has someone found it?" Senior asked.

"I looked for it, but I didn't see the body."

"Then have hope. After all, you didn't watch him die with your own eyes." Senior turned his head, took the high-altitude red wine brought by Hibbert, and handed it to Yin.

"...How could I not know his body? Even if my father is willing to use his power to put Rinzhe to sleep, Rinzhe will still die when he wakes up." Silver looked very sad and decadent, "He can't hold on up to now."

Senior murmured: "There is a saying in China, if I knew it earlier, why bother."

"...I don't know. All I knew at the time was that it was a saint...me,"

"But he didn't kill Countess Sloat." Senil raised his eyes, "Because it was your family business, he never interfered. Who would have thought that you fell in love with him."

Since then, Yin has not spoken, and has been drinking non-stop, Rinzhe... Rinzhe...

Give me a chance to redeem myself, okay?