Guilty Records

Tang Zhibai leaned on Lu Yi's shoulders, leaning his whole body weight on him? The young man has grown up, and his thin and pitiful appearance has completely disappeared when he was a child. His current body is particularly reassuring.

The tragic appearance of a young man falling into the mire seems to have become a dream story.

Sensing their uneasiness, Louis hugged them tightly, stroked their hair, and said in a low voice, "I'm here."

The car was speeding down the street, and the sunlight shone through the bright yellow glass into the car. The warm light spread out, and the chill in Tang Zhibai's body gradually dissipated.

Through the window of the car, the homeless wandering on the street scattered, with a kind of walking corpse? The numbness of the flesh? They have become the shells of souls, and even the passing residents are in a hurry. This period Over time, the city of London became more and more under martial law, and this anxious and serious atmosphere affected everyone.

Although Tang Zhibai is at home all day long, he is not deaf. He hears things outside the window, and he can see the pattern in newspapers and street discussions.

The territorial dispute between Britain and Tsarist Russia has become more and more serious. Now that the proton Alyosha has returned to the country, is Tsarist Russia even more unscrupulous? There are no scruples, even? It is rumored that the spies of the Tsarist emperor have sneaked into the palace, and now the police are patrolling the streets at any time. If you are not careful, many homeless people will be tortured like slaves and beaten to death. In a few, the royal guards have even more power. This kind of atmosphere stimulates everyone's nerves.

Only Tang Zhibai knows that the centuries-old rule of the British royal family has long been rotted from the root to the bone. The empress is fatuous and the princess is extravagant. For the sake of self-interest, there are constant disputes in the mainland, and the rise of gangs from the United States and Italy has taken control of the economy. The UK has no time to take care of itself, and friction with neighboring countries has never stopped.

If things go on like this, the rights of the royal family cannot be preserved at all, and can only be reduced to a glamorous puppet vassal.The final result can only be that Al's Sillet family, the Salman family, and the Norman family all fell, until they became collateral products of the downfall of a generation of dynasties.

Mo Yi... Tang Zhibai's eyes darkened slightly.

The country is in turmoil, the society loses order... everything can only end when this person appears.

However, they have become uncertain now. They used to read books. They can only remember some important events in a vague way, but they are not in line with the current social reality. The most important thing is that the time is right? .

Louis knows every little detail of Tang Zhibai's body clearly, and he can feel that he is not in a good mood now. Louis thinks it is because of Al's miserable appearance, and he feels cold in his heart. , but they controlled the malice in their hearts very well, without revealing it at all.

Glancing at the side of the road, he ordered: "Stop."

Tang Zhibai was taken aback, raised his head from his shoulders, and asked confusedly, "What's wrong?"

Louis rubbed his soft hair, then pulled him out of the car.

This is a small shop with a simple and simple door, not very eye-catching. When the door opened and the bell rang, Tang Zhibai suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the pianos and graceful sculptures around him in surprise. The appearance is not good, but there is a musical instrument store inside. You can see that the boss is a person who treats musical instruments very carefully. The placement and shape of each place are exquisite. The piano is dazzling. Bound to treat these well maintained.

The boss is an old man. When he sees some guests coming, he dresses more expensively. As soon as his eyes light up, he leans forward, "Welcome, Your Excellency..." Louis gave him a cold look. , raised his hand to signal.

They received a lot of distinguished guests, so they followed them with winking eyes, not far or near, trying not to disturb the guests, but also to serve in time when they were ordered.

Slowly looking at these works of art, Tang Zhibai couldn't help stroking a piano from the last century with his fingers. A series of melodious minor tunes flowed out from his fingertips, trembling like flowing water and clear springs. Such pure timbre It's really rare.

Louis lowered his eyes and focused on the person in front of him. There was an unconcealable possessive desire between the exquisite eyebrows and eyes. Many times, they didn't want to let this person show up in public. What they thought about every day was to break him. You lose your wings, cut off their social relations, lock them up, and have only yourself in your eyes every moment of every day.

Louis knew that he was not normal. He didn't know that he was not normal since he was a child. This desire was calling and urging in his mind every day, urging him to practice and trample on it with both hands, but he didn't They want to make Bai hate themselves, so they restrain themselves every day. No one understands what they endure every day in order to resist this seductive magic.

He said: "Do you like it? Take it back if you like it."

Tang Zhibai gradually separated from the artwork. Although there was still a strong reluctance in his eyes, he still shook his head, "I already have one at home, and that piano is also a rare treasure."

Louis hugged him domineeringly, "You? If you like it, take it back."

Tang Zhibai still refused, "I'm just an amateur. It can be seen that the boss here is devoted to them."

Louis looked at their boss from a distance, and said calmly, "Bai, businessmen? Open the door? They always do business."

"Louis, I don't want it." Tang Zhibai also saw the boss, and could see the strong reluctance in the old man's eyes, and then he smiled back at him and turned to look at other musical instruments.

Louis knew their temper, so he didn't force himself anymore, and wandered casually behind him.

Looking at the Graceful Ling behind the glass counter, they are neatly and beautifully displayed.Tang Zhibai couldn't help but think of the days when the two of them played together in the college. At that time, the two of them were always together when they came home from school, inseparable. Even if they lived in the Duke of Norman's house, they They never came to treat themselves with courtesy or even favor, and raised themselves as the heirs of the family. Even with a Louis, no one would gossip, and they still gave them a high-quality life.

Even though Norman treated him so cruelly, in the bottom of his heart, Tang Zhibai never blamed them? He could see the Duke's affection for his uncle.

Uncle has been in a coma for so many years, and Norman still refuses to accept it. He has searched all over Europe for famous doctors, and killed several people just because of his uncle. He is very sad about his uncle's sudden death, but Norman has gone crazy. A nightmarish obsession.

He couldn't help sighing... His jaw was pinched.

Forced to look up at those delicate eyes, Louis? Sad or happy? He said expressionlessly, "Take you out. I don't want to see you again. You sighed."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand. Tang Zhibai's cheeks turned red immediately, and he glanced at Louis coyly. Stubborn and domineering, but also special? Will pay attention to methods.

In order to change the ambiguous atmosphere, Tang Zhibai turned around and looked at the exquisite Fan Ling, and said softly: "Louis... It seems that I haven't heard your piano sound for a long time."

Louis looked at those orchestras, frowned, and said lightly: "Did something good happen on the day of the performance? I was afraid that it would remind you of memories. You? Want to listen? I'll play when I get back."

Tang Zhibai smiled and shook his head, speaking very calmly, "No? No."

"Actually, I can tell that you? don't? like Graceful, and don't? like music."

Hearing this, Louis looked down at Tang Zhibai and remained silent.

"Those old men who are rigid and dogmatic always say that you are a genius with an absolute sense of pitch and a talent for learning. Do you still remember the professor who often scolded you? In fact, people who really love music can tell it. You? Every time you play There is always no? Pouring the soul, it is standard and rigid. The professor said this a few years ago. I don?t understand. I think? How can my Louis be so talented? How can he be worse than others? But, later I gradually began to understand."

Louis put his arms around them and tightened their coats.

Even passers-by can see that Tang Zhibai wears a low-key and luxurious daily suit with fine workmanship, even the pattern on the lining shirt is hand-embroidered, Louis has always taken care of his daily life in every possible way. ?to.

He couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "As long as Bai likes it, I'm willing to do it, no matter what."

Today, Louis is more and more taciturn and expressionless, but only those who are familiar with them will understand that the warmth they are giving at this moment is for everyone except Tang Zhibai, and no one can see it. ? Arrived.

Tang Zhibai's heart warmed up, but he also showed a wordless heartache towards Louis, "You? You always only think about me? Learning medicine? It's your own choice, and so is medicine. Learning Vatican and graceful is just for Play with me, but you? Yourself? Like what do you think? What do you do? Louie, I hardly know."

Louis stared at him, and said lightly, "No? It's important."

"None of that? Important."

You? It's the most important thing.

After finishing speaking, he hugged him into his arms, Tang Zhibai buried his face in his chest, his breath was filled with the familiar fragrance of Louis, it was strange, Louis never used any perfume, and there was always a clean and faint fragrance on his body .They are also helpless, Louis has always been very stubborn, although he listened to what they said, but sometimes he had his own thoughts, buried them in his heart and never said them, since he was a child. A temperament.

They are not stupid, they also know that there are many secrets about Louis, such as the mysterious and terrifying family they betrayed, and now and then they never leave, the passers-by in the apartment are getting more and more towards Louis With respectful eyes, even Debbie would remind herself consciously or unintentionally when drinking afternoon tea, if it weren't for what Louis did behind his back, wouldn't the attitudes of the people around him change so much?

But even if he was suspicious of Louis and suspected what he was doing behind his back, Tang Zhibai was still stubborn and firm. He believed that Louis would not do anything harmful to himself, and even if Louis' biological parents came, he would not? Give Louis back!

Another crisp doorbell rang.

That person? The voice was louder, and the sound of leather shoes and crutches came.

The man said: "Boss, where is the tool that my master ordered last time?"

The old man? Facing this? person? With a respectful attitude, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Green, why bother you to come here in person? The tool was just finished today, and I will deliver it to your residence in the afternoon."

The man said: "No need, give it to me directly, Master? I need it urgently."

Tang Zhibai didn't feel ashamed to be bored when he saw someone. He raised his head and planned to leave. Louis asked, "Don't you buy it?" The implication was to ask them about the piano they loved so much.

Tang Zhibai shook his head with a smile, "There is an old saying in China that a gentleman should not steal what others love."

Then he walked out slowly, Louis's eyes sank, he opened the wooden door and protected Tang Zhibai to let him go first.

"You...!" A burst of exclamation exploded in the ears of the two of them.

Tang Zhibai turned his head. It was the middle-aged man who came to get things just now? He looked at Louis in shock, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and You Qi was sizing him up. Those green eyes, the man was unbelievably surprised He muttered: "It's you?... How is it possible?! You? Isn't this mud bastard already dead?"

Although the man in front of him was in a state of astonishment, Tang Zhibai was very uncomfortable with the contempt, disgust and contempt in his eyes, as well as the arrogance of the old-fashioned aristocrat. He frowned and stepped forward to think Blocking that person? Shooting Louis' gaze, he said alienatedly, "Sir, you'd better think about your words, we've never met before. Why bother talking about each other."

The middle-aged man was shocked and realized that there was another person beside Louis. When he came back to his senses, he squinted his malicious eyes and looked at Tang Zhibai, as if weighing their value. His contempt remained undiminished.

Louis was very fast. With a wave of his arm, he took a step forward and completely covered him behind him, so that the man couldn't see Tang Zhibai's face clearly.

His deep and dark eyes are like a lake of clear water, with turbulent vortexes flowing inside, making people? Unable to see? Unable to catch? Uncomfortably cold, the familiar face that I once hated is right in front of my eyes, and that midnight dream is hard to forget? The bloody and cruel dark picture, Louis' eyes became more and more indifferent, but he never said a word.

The temperament of the whole body has changed, but it looks like a dormant beast, and the silence is just the eve of the outbreak.

The dangerous atmosphere of tit-for-tat is spreading, and anyone with eyes can see that it's wrong. The boss has noticed that the two are people he can't provoke, and he is afraid that they will have a conflict in his store and will His treasure was shattered, so he hurriedly stooped forward and said flatteringly: "Dear Mr. Green, this? Is this my guest?..."

Bridges Green glanced at him indifferently, and didn't give him any more face. The boss was so frightened that he took a few steps back, just wanting to stay away from this battlefield. They don't understand what happened today, don't they? He? Can mix.

After confirming the identity of the person in front of him, Green raised his head slightly to be even more unscrupulous. He? Contemptuously said: "Louis Anjou, you? This low-blooded bastard, very well, you? Are you really alive..."

Tang Zhibai, who was being protected behind him, was shocked, and fear spread from his heart. This person? Knows Louis' full name...

It's them……

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