Sparrow Feather

The count woke up the next day, went downstairs slowly, sat at the head of the dining table, looked at the pink hyacinths on the dining table, and watched the orderly movements of the servants...

"Hey, my dear, good morning," said the count, seeing his little black sparrow come down.

"Good morning, Earl," said the little black sparrow, who seemed to have slept well last night, and sat down automatically to sit next to the earl.

The Earl is holding a cup of coffee and is sipping it. He likes this time best every morning.

However, watching the little black bird pick up a cup of coffee, she frowned and said, "Honey, you should drink milk, you are still growing."

"..." The little black sparrow didn't refute, put down the coffee, and someone immediately replaced it with milk.

The little black sparrow took a sip of the milk and put it down. Today's breakfast is double-egg bacon and toasted bread.

It's strange to think about it, but the earl's breakfast is unexpectedly simple, no, it should be that the earl's food is very simple, without excessive extravagance.

"Oh, dear, do you want to go to the garden with me?" the earl kindly invited.

"Okay, Earl," said the little black sparrow in a really good mood today.

The two walked out almost at the same time, and the Earl's eyes were all on him. This feeling was novel no matter how many times.

The earl's garden is beautiful, and besides the largest rose bed, there is also a small lily bed.

"This flower garden belongs to my mother, and lilies are her favorite thing," the earl said with a smile, lowering his head and gently stroking a lily. If this scene was performed by a handsome man, he would definitely be fascinated. Girls and teenagers, but it happened to be the earl. The fat figure and the face full of flesh completely destroyed the sense of beauty, leaving only the funny.

But the little black sparrow just watched, he was not touched by this scene, if indifference is a kind, then it should be indifferent, watching the earl slowly wake up from the sinking, and asked him: "Honey, what kind of flowers do you like?" , I still have a few glass greenhouses, you can go there and see what you like."

The little black sparrow nodded, and walked on another road with the earl. That road led to the mountain. I don't know why the earl built the glass greenhouse on the mountain. After all, the earl's current physique is really not suitable for climbing mountains.

Seeing the earl walking hard, the little black sparrow didn't feel much, but followed the earl for half a step, just enough for the earl to see him, and the two walked like this, very slowly.

Halfway up the mountain, there was a pavilion. The count decided to stop and take a rest. Immediately, someone went up and laid a layer of golden exhausted cushions for the count. The count sat on it, and the little black sparrow stood and looked at him.

"What's the matter? Honey?" the count asked strangely, at the moment he was wiping his face with a white cotton gauze.

"You're very tired," the little black sparrow said a strange sentence, isn't this asking knowingly?why he asked.

"Tired," the count nodded with a smile.

The little black sparrow didn't speak anymore, but just looked up at the sunshine greenhouse on the top of the mountain, which was shining with dazzling light.

"Are you curious why I built the greenhouse so high?" the count asked with a smile.

"Curious," the little black sparrow's casual tone was not at all curious.

"That's because it was a dream in my youth. I hope that one day I can take the person I love the most to climb up this mountain and come to my paradise..." The earl's tone was soft, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"This is really a wonderful dream," Little Black Sparrow looked at the greenhouse, his tone was flat, it seemed that his upbringing prevented him from embarrassing others after speaking, but this tone was more like completing a task.

"Honey, have you rested?" The count was not embarrassed, but asked kindly.

"Of course," said the little black sparrow.

"Then, let's go," the count invited, stretching out his fat hand.

"En," the little black sparrow put his hand on the earl's.

The count led the little black sparrow away.

The two walked very calmly. After the count finished speaking, all the servants stayed behind, and only the two of them continued to walk, but as they walked, the two deviated from the road and walked to another hill. , looking at this hill, there is also a greenhouse on it.

"It's a greenhouse I built myself when I was an adult," Piaget explained.

The workmanship of the greenhouse in front of them is very rough, as rough as a child's clay. Although it is very ugly, and they can't even understand what it is, but in their eyes, this is everything.

Perhaps in the eyes of the little black bird, there is no distinction between good-looking and bad-looking, so he just nodded to show that he knew.

"Honey, what do you like?" The count was really curious about what his little black sparrow liked, and what could make the little black sparrow smile.

"I like..." Little Black Sparrow remembered that there was a tree. On the tree, he and the young man smiled at each other. Their appearances were very similar, the only difference was that his eyes were deeper than the young man's.

"I like big banyan trees," said the little black sparrow, looking at the greenhouse in front of him.

"You like trees? Then we can plant some here," the earl said softly.

"Okay," the little black sparrow said softly, he just likes the tree in his memory, that's all, but it's okay to plant another one.

The count didn't invite the little black sparrow to his greenhouse, they just walked outside. After a while, the count got tired of walking, so he led the little black sparrow back. He chose a gentle road on the way back. Then he walked step by step like this, the little black sparrow looked at the surrounding scenery, the earl really liked roses, there were all kinds of roses all around, pink, white, blue, black...

"Why is the city emblem of Borat a rose?" asked the little black sparrow.

"Ah, this, do you know the story of the Knight of the Golden Rose?" the earl asked with a smile.

"I know," the Golden Rose Knight is a knight who rescued the princess, and the princess gave him a rose, hoping that they could be together, but the princess was going to get married, so the knight gave the princess a golden rose on the day the princess left, I hope the princess can be happy forever, but the princess commits suicide in the end, and the knight commits suicide too.The little black sparrow thought, does it have something to do with the earl's ancestor?

"It seems that you have already thought about it, yes, that's it, but the truth is not as sad as the story. The ending of the story is that the knight married his first love after sending the roses." The count said with a smile that this ending is not sad.

"It's really not sad, it's closer to the truth," Little Black Sparrow nodded, without judging, who cares who is right and who is wrong.

"Okay, honey, are you tired too? Then let's have lunch, what do you want to eat? Lamb chops or steak?" the earl asked with a smile.

"Lamb chops," the little black sparrow replied after two seconds.

"Then do you like red wine or white wine?" the earl asked again with a smile.

"Lamb chops with white wine, steak with red wine," said the little black sparrow, looking at the earl with dark blue eyes.

There is no like or dislike, just whether it conforms to the traditional rules of Western food, nothing more.

The earl smiled slightly, said no more, clicked so far, we can cooperate.

The author has something to say:

okok, Earl can start a dog abuse life together with the little black sparrow~~~~

In this chapter, the two are testing each other. The little black sparrow does not act, is not interested, has no curiosity, and does not care about beauty issues, which is what the earl cares about.

And the earl's not being too intimate, respectful, and not asking, is what the little black sparrow cares about.