【Angel Night】Shrub

Kurt stayed alone in the manor, usually the servants would not deliver food to him, but they would leave his share in the kitchen in advance, and he would get it by himself when no one was around, so he knew the kitchen well

The first thing he noticed was that there was a significant decrease in the amount of food in the kitchen.

Warren likes meat, and several of his favorite dishes have not appeared in the kitchen in recent days. Although Kurt has been avoiding Warren, he has been secretly watching his every move.

Warren hadn't been back to the manor since the day he was called straight from school by his father.Kurt felt faintly uneasy. This kind of thing had never happened before, but other people in the manor regarded him as air, and no one talked to him. He could only secretly eavesdrop on the conversations of the servants, but the only one who knew the whole story The old housekeeper kept his mouth shut about it faithfully, so he could only be anxious.

But he still heard some news, such as when the waiter at the manor accosted the new maid in the country, saying that there would be no more mutants here.

Kurt was in a panic, he didn't know what happened, but there was no place for him here anymore.He vaguely knew that Warren was his umbrella, and he would not know what kind of situation he would face without Warren, but he was more worried about what happened to Warren.

He still broods over what happened under the bridge that day, and lately he and Warren have been avoiding each other as much as possible.He didn't know why the situation had developed like that, and he couldn't figure out why he wasn't angry.When he sees Warren now, he can't help but think about that day, and then his cheeks turn red as if they were burning.

Kurt hesitated, and finally couldn't help wondering what happened to Warren.He bit his lower lip, finally making up his mind.

He returned to his small room in the attic, took out his treasured Bible and put it in his pocket. The cross given to him by Warren was always hanging on his chest. He took a longing look at the small room he had stayed in for many years. Then disappeared with a bang.

Kurt discovered that he could move to the place he had been to two days ago. His ability was more obvious than before. Although he had never lived in the old house, he had visited it once.He appeared under the tree closest to the house in the courtyard of the old house.

He moved cautiously toward the house, his tail twitched nervously.He bypassed the patrolling guards, jumped over the window and entered the room.

This is the first time he has done this kind of thing, Kurt swallowed nervously, but the structure of the old house is almost the same as that of the manor, he simply excluded the servants and kitchen and other rooms, and started to search one by one from the top floor Warren's track.

Mr. Worthington always invited guests to dinner on Sunday nights. Kurt recalled what Warren had said, and secretly prayed that Warren would not be a host with his father.

A few maids walked by quickly, and Kurt teleported to the chandelier on the ceiling in fright. Fortunately, they didn't notice him. He just breathed a sigh of relief, but found someone staring straight at him.Kurt was so scared that he nearly fell off the chandelier.

"Be careful!" the man below shouted, then lowered his voice, and Kurt was instantly relieved that it was Warren's voice.

He landed safely from the chandelier, and Warren dragged him into the nearest room before he could react.

Kurt stood on the thick carpet, watching Warren light a candle in front of him with some joy, and he said with anticipation: "Warren, I..."

"How did you come here?" Warren interrupted him, turned his head and swooped down on the carpet, Kurt looked at him in bewilderment, unable to see the other's expression clearly under the flickering candlelight.

"I'm here to find you." He replied truthfully, "You haven't been home for a few days, and I'm worried about you."

There was a long silence.Kurt felt that the power that restrained him had disappeared.Both he and Warren sat on their knees.Warren buried his face in his hands, looking exhausted.Kurt didn't know why, so he comforted his back.

"I'm going to Italy tomorrow." Finally, Warren raised his head to look at Kurt, his outline became clear under the candlelight, "I can't take you with me."

"Oh." Kurt replied after a long pause, something choked his throat, he tried his best to keep his words clear, "I see."

"No, you don't understand." Warren grabbed his hand eagerly, and Kurt could finally see his expression clearly. His face was covered with a complex expression he had never seen before, "Let's go."

Warren's heart was full of emotions, and his reason was blurred under the pressure of emotion and enthusiasm: "Just the two of us, let's go anywhere, I don't want to live without you."

Kurt hesitated for a moment, and Warren saw the puzzlement and hesitation in his eyes, and the enthusiasm in his chest slowly cooled.

"Or you stay." Warren slowly let go of him, and took his watch off his left wrist. "You won't be able to stay here for long after I'm gone. Father will probably kick you out. Although the mutant It’s hard to live outside, but it’s better if you have money.”

He stuffed the watch into Kurt's hand, and said calmly, "Take this watch and sell it to a pawnshop. The money is enough for you to live here."

Kurt looked into his eyes, and they spent the end of their childhood and most of their youth together, and he never thought they would be apart.

"No, I'm going with you. Warren," he shoved the watch back into Warren's arms, still confused about his feelings, but he made his own decision, "I..."

"Master, master, please... a mutant!" The maid suddenly pushed the door open, and she screamed loudly the moment she saw Kurt, countless footsteps sounded at the same time, and the servants and bodyguards were all rushing towards this man. The direction came.

Warren pulled Kurt up and started to flee into the corridor. They ran to the attic in a panic, leaving behind countless screams behind them.

"Do you remember that pier? There was a cargo ship parked there, remember?" Warren's soul was tugged at by a sense of great happiness. He held Kurt's hand and fled all the way, as if holding the whole world.His chest was full of indescribable emotions, and his voice was joyful, not like running away, but more like rushing to the palace of happiness, "Kurt, use your talent to take us there, and they will never find us again."

Kurt's eyes widened in horror: "But, but, I don't know where that ship is now, I, I don't know if it can be done..."

"Kurt, Kurt." Warren called his name softly, and they fled into a dead end, with only one window behind them and a height of 20 meters below, "You can do it, if you fail, I will Hope we can be together."

Warren's eyes were shining, and he seemed to have never been so free. Kurt stared into his eyes, and there was a deceptive warmth from the overlapping palms.

"I can do it," he said to himself, never taking his eyes off Warren's face.

They jumped down.

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