[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

"Maybe a wolf, maybe a pack of wolves." Will pouted, "One wolf is enough to take him away."

The Wolf census in the morning carried a natural atmosphere. Just after the first snowfall, Ryan and Will walked on the snow, and when they took a breath, white fog could appear in front of them.

Will's dog was lost. In the morning, when he was fixing the light, he heard the dog's howling, but when he came out, the wilderness around him made it difficult for him to tell where the howling came from.At this time, he thought of Ryan, and after thinking about it, he called Ryan to come and help.

"Okay." Ryan shrugged, his nose was red from the cold, if he was still a little confused before, then now his dream has been completely awake, the cold wind made him shiver, "I don't understand that I can How can I help you?"

"I think he's dead." The two walked aimlessly like this, "But if he's still alive, he must have been seriously injured. I can't treat the animal's wounds by myself."

Will's voice was calm, but Ryan could hear some tension.This is the first step in trying to become a friend. When you need it, you seem to become a weak person. At this time, only the closest friends can touch the deepest scar in your heart.

"Can I consider this a date?" Lane teases, enjoying seeing Will overwhelmed.

Sure enough, Will's eyes widened, but soon realized that this was just a joke on Ryan, so he received: "I'm not good at dating."

Hearing Will's confession, Ryan also agreed: "Me too."

Of course, Ryan's words made Will very distrustful, because it can be seen that Ryan is a well-socialized man, coupled with his handsome appearance, he should have a lot more love history than Will.Never dated such nonsense, only a fool would believe it.

Sensing that Will didn't believe what he said just now, Ryan pretended to be heartbroken and said: "I never thought that I was a playboy in your eyes, you know, to confess to you my dear Will, I I can count my love history on five fingers, besides, I have never really been in love."

"Why?" Will was very puzzled. An outstanding man like Ryan should be very popular.

"Well." Ryan looked into the distance, the fog covered his expression, "Maybe it's because I haven't found the right person yet."

Saying that, he smiled at Will.

Like an angel, Will's heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by something. He coughed twice in a concealed manner, and then walked forward at a faster pace.He felt Ryan's expression of watching him all the time, and his heart beating violently involuntarily.

Stop it, Will clenched his hands, damn it, stop it.

Heart chose not to listen to him.

"What's wrong with you?" Ryan noticed that something was wrong with Will, his face was flushed, and his eyes were looking at you with wet eyes like a deer, Ryan put the back of his hand on Will's forehead, " You have a fever."

Will was taken aback by the sudden touch of a cold hand, but still steadied himself, trying not to act strangely.

He doesn't understand what's wrong with him. It's ridiculous that people who can empathize with psychopaths don't know their own feelings in the end.Will was a little disappointed. He waved Ryan's hand away, pretended to be normal, looked at the distant forest and said, "Let's go in and take a look, he might be inside."

Ryan hesitated, and Will's state was a little bit wrong, but he still said: "OK."

Will's dog was dead after all, bitten and broken, and Ryan felt like it was Will himself.

"Do you need my help?" Ryan couldn't help asking as he watched Will report the body on his own, and saw him struggling a little.

"No, no need." Will avoided Ryan's outstretched hand, and walked towards the house with his dog in his arms.

A little funeral.

Ryan put the not-so-pretty little flower on the ground, and the body of Will Dog was buried underneath.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Will's disappointed expression, Ryan was concerned.

"I am fine." Will said with the corners of his mouth pulled, he looked at the small grave, silent for a long time.

"I'm a broken person," Will said.

"No." Ryan frowned and said, shaking his head to deny Will's words, "You are more complete than anyone else."

"Why on earth do you want to know me." Sitting on the soft sofa, the flames burning in the fireplace next to it made the whole room look warm.

Ryan was playing with the cute dog with his hands. When he heard what Will said, he stopped his hands and said with a smile: "Because I want to know you, Will, you are always so different."

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Ryan ordered a violin.

The reason is that I saw the information posted on the Internet, a shop that uses cat intestines to make strings.You must know that because of the interference of animal protection organizations, few people are willing to use cat guts to make strings, but this store is different.The owner Tobias is a person who has a very high perception of music, but his eyes are always not so soft.

Ryan pushed the door and entered the store, the doorbell rang, Ryan walked in, and heard the melodious sound of the piano.The technique is still very rusty, but it can be cultivated.The strings made of cat intestines have higher tension than ordinary strings and are not easy to press, which also adds a lot of difficulty to playing.

The sound of the piano was interrupted by a wrong note, and a boy complained from inside: "Is this really made of cat intestines?"

He didn't seem to care about the passing of his subordinate's life. After getting a positive answer from Tobias, the boy continued to discuss: "Maybe I should use the less tense one first, and then use this one."

"No." Tobias's voice was low and seemed a little dangerous, and he rejected the boy's plea, "Guest, I think you can come out now."

Hearing Tobias' shout, Ryan was embarrassed to eavesdrop on their conversation from hiding behind the door, so he walked out frankly and extended his hand to Tobias: "Hello, I'm Ryan Kui Er, come and get my custom-made violin."

Tobias nodded alienatedly, shook hands with Ryan and told the boy to keep in touch, and took Ryan to the piano room by himself.The piano room is very spacious and there are different pianos, but besides the woody smell, Ryan also asked about other smells, similar to the smell of rust.

Without thinking too much, he watched Tobias open the delicate case containing the violin.

As a demonstration, Tobias played a song in front of Ryan.The sound is rich and fascinating.

"That's great. As expected, the strings are made of cat intestines, which are really different from ordinary strings." Ryan praised, and took the violin case.

"Of course." Tobias showed a smug look, the violins he made must be the best in the world.

"My aunt is very fond of the violin," Lane said, interrupting Tobias's obsession with his own world. "I think you can order one for her."

Tobias raised his eyebrows without being angry, and agreed with a smile: "Come and pick it up next Wednesday."

Ryan left his phone number and left the piano shop with the box.

Before leaving, the doorbell rang again.Ryan closed the door and stood at the door and turned around to look at the store with an inexplicable expression.

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"Can you play the violin?" Hannibal asked while sitting on the sofa.

"Of course." Without any complacency, Ryan just talked about his interest in a flat manner, "Because my aunt likes the violin, I also went to learn it specially to please her."

"Tell me about your violin." Hannibal suggested interestingly.

Ryan smiled and continued: "Its strings are made of cat intestines, and the tension is higher than ordinary strings, and the sound they pull out should also look more beautiful."

"You're always looking for something different," Hannibal commented.

"It should be said that this is curiosity about unknown things." Ryan corrected, "Besides, this is also because of my interest."

"What did you find?" Hannibal squinted his eyes. This situation was the same as Ryan came to the door at the beginning. He never did anything insignificant.

"Well, that boss, Tobias, he's not as harmless as he appears. Just like you, Hannibal, you're all pretending." Ryan said, "From the first time I saw him I felt so familiar when I was there, and this familiar feeling comes from you. I think, if you can get to know each other, you will definitely have such a familiar feeling.”

Hannibal didn't speak. He had seen the Tobias whom Ryan introduced, and his memory wasn't that bad.His patient Franklin introduced Tobias to him, Franklin always tried to get close to Hannibal, because of what he felt in Hannibal, or as a normal person, he was always affected by psychopathy of attraction.

It was true of Hannibal, and it was true of Tobias.

Hannibal understood the violin maker's disguise.

“I could feel him looking at me,” Lane continued, “as if I wasn’t a person but an object, or something that would add to his work.”

"What are you suspecting, Ryan."

"I think the strings of these violins are made of human intestines, and because I'm relatively thin, I'm the one he covets." Ryan leaned back and said, "You guys They are all using the corpses of their own men, but you are using them for food, while he is using them."

Hannibal was noncommittal, saying, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because of your my therapist," Ryan said with a smile, "and you're lonely right now, aren't you?"

Psychopaths are always lonely in their own world, because they don't think the people and things around them match their ideas, so finding a companion is always ecstatic.

Hannibal, are you happy?

"No, I'm not alone." Hannibal frowned, seeming dissatisfied with Ryan's opinion.

Ryan chuckled, just looking at Hannibal that way.

"You know, lies can't cover up the truth."

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