Agath

(four)

Ymir sat on the piano bench, his beautiful fingers shuttled between the keys, coming and going freely.The soft music could not soothe his soul as usual, and he still played back the scene of meeting that mysterious man during the day in his mind.His superior eyesight and hearing had always been his own little secret, hidden from even the dearest father.He didn't understand why such a stranger suddenly appeared, who not only knew his name, but even peeped into his privacy clearly.

"The guests are coming soon. Ymir, go to the kitchen and help poor Mrs. Margaret, she is almost out of breath."

Ymir turned around and saw the solemnly dressed Mrs. Gund without any surprise.She put her curly long hair behind her head, looking neat and formal, and a long black dress outlined her graceful figure even more.

"And you, mother?"

"Please, Ymir. Please don't do this to me, especially today."

Ymir sighed, and finally decided to follow Mrs. Gund's instructions to go to the kitchen.He walked through the long corridor, and through the kitchen door, he heard the whispering of several maids inside.

"After prying open the car door, they found Mr Gund charred all over his body."

"It's scary."

"He is so close to his father, who will take care of him in the future?"

"He still has a mother."

"Mom takes care of him? It should be the opposite."

"It's a very strange accident."

"Have you heard the rumors?"

"Mr. Gund committed suicide on purpose on the other side of the bridge?"

"Otherwise, why would he go so far on purpose on his son's birthday?"

"Is there anything I don't know?" An old and majestic voice came from the door, and the chatter finally stopped.

"Mrs. Margaret." Ymir pushed open the door and walked in, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

"Ymir! Come here, let me have a look at the deviled eggs I made." Mrs. Margaret is in her 50s this year. She is a thin and strict old lady, but she is always very kind and kind to Ymir. .She had been with the Gonds for thirty years, both as housekeeper and wet nurse.Both Mr. Nowys and Ymir grew up under her watch.

Ymir raised the corners of his mouth, stepped forward and took the old lady's hand.Compared with Mrs. Gund, he always felt that Mrs. Margaret was more like his biological mother, so he also liked this thin and dry old lady from the bottom of his heart.

"Try it, have these deviled eggs been stored long enough? Is there enough chili sauce?"

Ymir picked up a white-skinned egg and knocked it hard on the table, and all the broken eggshells fell to the ground.

"Your deviled eggs always remind me of when I was a kid."

"You may have grown into a big boy, but the eggshells are still falling all over the floor." Margaret smiled helplessly, bent down to pick up the eggshells that fell on the ground.

"Shoes don't fit? Didn't you find your birthday present?"

Birthday present... Ymir remembered that he was still barefoot.

"Why..." In the middle of speaking, Ymir noticed that there was a bouquet of lavender that Mrs. Margaret had just brought over on the table. The same method complicated knot.

"I only found empty boxes."

"Are you sure? Have you checked it?" Seeing Ymir looking at herself puzzled, Mrs. Margaret smiled meaningfully. "Check it out a few more times."

"I thought it was my father who gave me shoes every year, but all the time, it turned out to be..." Ymir took out the delicate little key hanging around his neck, "Tell me what it can open?"

"How do I know?" Ymir wanted to ask again, but he heard a not-so-unfamiliar voice from outside the door.

"That's my brother."

"There are four vases in this set, and I broke one when I was a child."

Ymir pushed open the door cautiously, and saw a group of people in the banquet hall, including the residents of the town, and his mother who was dressed dignifiedly.And the one surrounded by everyone turned out to be the man standing on the hillside that Ymir saw before.He was still wearing the maroon suit, and his long blond hair hung loose over his shoulders, covering up his dusty suit.

"Now it seems that someone must have broken another one."

The man turned around and met Ymir's eyes with a smile.

The corners of his lips were raised, and even the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be soaked in the warm spring sun, making the already delicate facial features shrouded in a layer of softness.But Ymir couldn't see any trace of a smile in his eyes.His pupils are a kind of dark blue that is almost black, like a long night in a cold winter day, unfathomably deep.

"It's not me. When I first moved in, the housekeeper accidentally broke one." Mrs. Gund didn't seem to notice Ymir, she had a smile on her face, and was enthusiastically answering the man's doubts as a hostess .

"Ah...so that's the case." The man turned his eyes away from Ymir and turned to Mrs. Gund.His smile didn't change, but his eyes became more gentle and soft.This made Mrs. Gund, who was already a mother, avert her eyes shyly like a girl.

"Ymir, come and say hello to Uncle Yeorman."

The man's low voice echoed in Ymir's mind. He said when he turned and left on the hillside, "See you later."

Uncle... Uncle?

"Ymir, Ymir?" Mrs. Gund's slightly embarrassed voice recalled Ymir's wandering thoughts.

"Hello, Ymir." The smile on Yeorman's face deepened.He looked at Ymir with sincerity as if looking at an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Ymir stood still, but subconsciously hugged his arms in front of his chest, posing a posture of vigilance and defense.

"Ymir!"

Mrs. Gund walked over helplessly, pushed Ymir, but was thrown away by him.

"Sorry, Yeorman, I made you laugh. He hates being touched."

"Thump, thud, thump." Ymir turned around and ran away quickly, leaving only Mrs. Gund behind.

The blond youth smiled and shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind.

"I'm his mother, what a curse." For the first time, Mrs. Gund unconsciously blushed her eyes in front of an "outsider", or, the other party's gentle attitude and humorous words had already made her unknowingly overwhelmed her. He took it as someone on his side.