[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

Tom hid behind a section of low bushes, watching Ivan say something to a nun with a loving face while sobbing and cowering according to the rehearsal in advance. With the thin Ivan into the orphanage.It wasn't until he was about to lose sight that Ivan turned his head back slightly.A feeling of reluctance welled up in Tom's heart, but he still gritted his teeth, turned his head and left.

The location of the orphanage is very remote, and the children sometimes play in the nearby woods under the leadership of one or two nuns. Ivan is sitting on a stone, and the little girl with blond hair runs over from a distance; "Ivan, Ivan Fan, won't you come to play?"

"No, Anna, I'll just stay here for a while." Ivan showed a shy and gentle smile, the little girl nodded in a daze, and ran away with the yellow dress. I saw a small white flower, and covered her pink cheeks again, thinking silently: Ivan looks so pretty when he smiles.

Ivan has been in the orphanage for half a month. He seems to have a magical affinity. Almost all the nuns, including the most serious Sister Amanda, like him, let alone a group of children in the orphanage.He quickly got acquainted with a few bullies, and listened to their stories about which child was the best to bully, and which little girl secretly hid half of a bun for another little boy after dinner.

This may be one of Ivan's talents. He is terribly sensitive to human nature, and he is better at seeing the deeper connection between small actions and human affairs, and he is good at using this to make himself better.Although people often overlook this point because of his age, this does not prevent Ivan from learning to restrain the occasional sharpness in his light blue eyes early on. Just like Tom often taught him, survival sometimes needs to cover up your own light .

So much so that when Tom proposed his plan, although he was reluctant in his heart, he just looked at his brother's soft velvet-like light gray eyes and nodded quietly.

I picked up a little ant out of boredom, and the fragile life crawled around in panic on the fingertips. The itching feeling came from the fingertips, which made Ivan make a child's unique giggle.Recently, the orphanage is short of funds, and it is difficult for dinner to satisfy a group of greedy and energetic children who absorb nutrients.If you play crazy like everyone, you will go to bed hungry at night.Knowing about hunger, he hated the uneasiness brought about by hunger even more.

Suddenly, there were rustling footsteps behind the nearby trees, and Ivan stood up vigilantly. He controlled his steps, picked up a branch that had fallen from the dark brown soil, and walked in gently. Putting his shoulders on his shoulders, Ivan suddenly pulled him over. Before Ivan could call for help, the familiar breath and heartbeat flashed across the tip of his nose in an instant.

"Tom." Ivan's tone was unusually aggrieved.

"Hee hee, I'm just teasing you. Come on, I have something for you." After Tom finished speaking, he dragged Ivan to a trot.

At that time, the sunset had already begun to sink, and the warm red sunset glow unstoppably enveloped the entire forest. They formed a thin layer on each leaf, stirred on the distant horizon, and embraced the two small figures from afar.Ivan followed Tom and ran behind a short bush. Tom carefully took out a package from his arms. The moment the package was uncovered, a tempting fragrance wafted out. It was a chicken leg with an attractive color. It shows that the spices are perfectly matched with just the right amount of oil, not like the cheaper, oilier ones.

"I'm sorry, Ivan, I haven't been able to see you recently. You're growing now. I got this from Miss Hill's banquet. It's already overheated. You can eat it quickly."

Ivan lowered his head. Tom's fast speech and joyful expression made him no longer feel the surprise when he saw him, and he sniffled.It's like a person is in an open field, there is no insect chirping, and there is no cute white-cheeked bird, only the silent weeds crouching at his feet, only a sparse patch on the ground, which cannot even be seen in the dark night. covered his body.It made him feel uneasy and powerless.However, he quickly adjusted his expression, showing a child's exaggerated smile due to greed: "Well, I don't blame you, thank you, brother."

Tom was stunned for a moment, he grabbed his shirt helplessly, his eyes dodged, and he aimed at the canopy of the nearby trees.

There is not much age difference between the two, but Ivan seldom called him brother since he was a child. He felt a little lost at first, but later realized that the well-behaved brother just didn't want him to protect him too much because of his brother's status.

"Let's eat." Tom handed over the package, and looked at Ivan's cheeks puffed up because of gobbling, and suddenly felt a little shy, because this slightly extravagant gift for them was actually half of Tom's savings. The month's meager wages kept him from starving to death temporarily in exchange for the remaining money, which made Tom feel a sense of pride.Although the system is unable to provide the host with physical help at this stage, which makes Tom very disappointed, but being able to bring a small gift to Ivan still fills his heart with emotion and confidence in the future.

So much so that he didn't notice Ivan's abnormality.

After swallowing the whole chicken leg, Ivan carefully threw the bone into the bushes. Tom wiped his oily mouth with his sleeve, and after a few words of concern about his life in the orphanage, he had to leave.

Ivan stared at the back of Tom going away, but when he turned his head back, he still tried his best to control himself not to show his reluctance.

At that time, the clouds in the sky had been dyed with an uneven layer of lead gray, the red light withdrew its tentacles, retracted into the corner of the sky, and a few small insects fluttered over Ivan's head, shaking again. Falling into the low grass.

Ivan stood there for a long time.

Careless Tom didn't notice that he didn't ask Tom to share the drumstick, which made him a little dissatisfied, as grown-ups often show, but, Ivan thought, I'll eat it all Tom, who worked hard and was careful not to worry himself, would be happier than eating it himself.

He finally raised his foot and walked to the place where he came from.

An apartment in London

Sunlight shone through the thick curtains and covered the young man's perfectly shaped back, which undulated and outlined elegant curves, and his light brown head was buried in the pillow.Tom turned over and slowly opened his eyes. The residual warmth beside him had faded. It wasn't the first time he had a hangover, but it still gave Tom a splitting headache.

Given that Tom was originally a slutty playboy, although far from being promiscuous, he was by no means a pure and abstinent gentleman. Since there is a systematic body trusteeship, Tom does not mind bringing back a few bed-partners occasionally, Although I always feel disgusted psychologically, I gradually got used to it later.

He walked to the bathroom barefoot, with only a pair of home pants hanging loosely around his white waist covered with thin muscles, turned on the faucet, and after a quick wash, he raised his head, and the light gray pupils in the mirror were covered with bloodshot eyes , the corners of his mouth were bright red, and there seemed to be bite marks, he frowned, this standard look of having just experienced a chaotic nightlife made him a little unhappy.Picking up the vibrating mobile phone, while combing his messy hair, the slightly low-pitched male voice from the mobile phone made him look serious in reflex.

"Louis."

"Tom." The head of the Sterling family, Tom's blood half-brother, the man who changed the lives of Tom and Ivan living like mice in the corner of London, Louis Sterling, he seems to be flipping through the documents , There was a slight sound of paper rubbing from the speaker.

"I read the documents of the Americas Department for the last month. I think you should have something to explain to me." Louis' voice was calm and calm, and Tom couldn't detect his emotions. He just hesitated and replied:

"Yes, there is a problem recently. I wanted to explain it to you." Tom organized his words. As a person in power, Louis always has a depressing aura, even if he is his blood brother, this It didn't lessen at all, and it became more intense after Tom became an adult and took charge of part of the family's business in America.

"A middleman is missing. It is preliminarily judged that there is a high possibility of betrayal, but I am not sure if he is dead. I will investigate immediately."

The other end of the phone pondered for a moment, and Tom could imagine the cold light reflected from his ice-blue pupils and the inorganic mirror frame when he was meditating. His fingers must be on the edge of the table, and the regular tapping was silent but oppressive. Very.

"I'll keep an eye on this and hope you can handle it well."

"I will, Louis."

Exhaling a breath, Tom waited for Louis to hang up the phone, but suddenly remembered and said hastily:

"How is Luis Ivan doing?"

"...Ivan, do you even have problems with communication now?" Louis still spoke in such a contemptuous tone, seemingly calm, but Tom still sensitively noticed a trace of joy in it, and this cognition , so that he could not help but clenched his phone tightly to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart.

In the end, he just said lightly:

"Yes, he hasn't heard from me for a long time."

"I'm sorry for you." There was a slight pause over there, and then a slightly softer tone: "Ivan recently went to Asia, and he has done a good job recently, I decided to let him handle some more complicated matters , he should not return to the UK in the short term."

"Thank you, Louis."

Throwing the mobile phone to the soft bed, Tom rubbed his newly tidy hair irritably.After calming down for a while, he stepped on the wool blanket with bare feet, approached the closet, casually took out a low-key gray sweater, put on a hat, and put on a worn-out brown coat. pants.He left the apartment through the underpass, walked aimlessly on the street until noon, and finally turned randomly into a messy and dark alley.

Passing by two punk girls who were kissing without turning their eyes, Tom lowered his head and turned into a crooked, messy store.

The glass of the small store is all blocked by messy boxes, so that people can't see the situation inside the store, only the words that the style will fade are pasted.

Recorder repair.

It is not surprising that this store is deserted and dilapidated.

Tom pushed them away. The owner of the store was an elderly man with a dark gray curly beard and a heavily fat figure. He was leisurely reading an unknown issue of the newspaper with reading glasses.

"I'm here to find the parts I ordered last time."

"Oh, Mr. Tom? There seems to be something wrong with your parts, and it hasn't arrived yet, so I said you should just take it and repair it." He only raised his eyes and lowered his eyes to steal, as if Put your heart into the newspaper in your hand.

"Well, you know that old tape recorder would save me from running around looking for parts if I could let someone touch its old big black case. Maybe I can find out when the parts will arrive?"

"Oh, that's not sure." The man continued to speak calmly.

Tom reluctantly gave a please expression.

"Okay." The man smiled, the wrinkles and the flesh on his face piled up together, and his expression became a little friendly: "Maybe you can try this."

apartment in london

Throwing away the small part, and at the same time using a lighter to ignite the small note that was taken out of the part, Tom got naked, went into the closet, and finally picked out an exaggerated sheer shirt.

ANICEGUY

Tom walked through the bar with a charming smile, poured a glass of scarlet liquid on his head, and the blurred lights were entwined in the light gray velvet.A tall, brown-haired young man at the opposite bar hooked his lips suggestively, and he returned a more ambiguous look, and then the two of them rowed onto the dance floor.

The scent of bath liquid still lingered on Tom's body, which caused the young man to get closer, lifted his shirt collar, and took a deep breath on his neck, successfully causing Tom to chuckle: "Sweetie, youaresohot. "

Tom's fingertips brushed the other's earlobe, "Sodoyou,"

With the swaying body, the other party lightly stroked the young man's collarbone; "Jerry."

Tom's voice was blurred in the crowd: "Tom, and you want great night, right?" The moonlight perfume on the woman next to him rubbed against his body, making his breath close to the man's ear a bit seductive.

"Yes, my little cat."

Two hours after the two kissed and knocked open the hotel door, Tom hurried past the side door of the hotel with his usual expression.

The information from the brown-haired informant made Tom very upset, and his faster and faster pace immediately confirmed this guess.Rubbing his light coffee-colored hair casually, he knew that this time it would not end so well.The last transaction was completed smoothly, but Tom always felt a sense of crisis. In their business, he always trusted his intuition.After his investigation, he found that the whereabouts of the middleman were very strange. After he disappeared a week ago, this anxiety expanded.Tom had no choice but to contact the informant, but only got a bunch of complicated and strange materials and two words;

"Kuros Boone"

"prisoner"

Tom thought of the small island floating somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, and maybe he still had to trouble Louis.