Cynthia’s Cat

The moonlight shone from the treetops, forming a little spot of light, covering the Winter Manor with a veil of mystery. Compared with the lively daytime, the Winter Manor at night is more deserted.

There was no second person in the wide corridor except the sentry on duty at night.

At this time, the sound of stepping, stepping, and stepping came from the empty corridor.

John looked around alertly, and found nothing unusual. His body shuddered involuntarily, and his slightly trembling voice exposed his nervous heart.

"Neil, do you hear the footsteps".

"Voice?" Neil immediately looked around on guard.

Neal frowned and looked at John, very speechless, "Why didn't I hear it, did you kid secretly drink and hear again?".

"Fuck you! Even if I have the courage to drink, I dare not drink while on duty, but the Northkeeper knows that I am going to die?"

John began to shudder and said: "This manor has hundreds of years of history. It is rumored to be haunted. Today, I won't be so unlucky to be hit by our two brothers!"

"Haunted? Brother, don't scare me, don't you know I am most afraid of these things." As he said, a cold wind passed by, causing Neil to get goose bumps.

Neil is not afraid of anything, he is afraid of things like ghosts.

"I seem to have heard what you said. The shift shift is about to come, so let's leave as soon as possible."

There were rustling footsteps in the cold corridor. Cynthia walked in the deserted castle with an oil lamp in his hand. After leaving the castle and walking along the path for nearly ten minutes, he would see a wooden house.

The wooden house is extremely hidden, not many people know that this is Cynthia’s paradise when he was a child. The wooden house is divided into upper and lower floors, with a small wooden bed placed on the upper floor, and her completed paintings are placed around the bed. The next floor is where the paint buckets, drawing boards, and paintbrushes are placed. The cabin looks messy but it looks very regular to her.

Lying on the small wooden bed, the impetuosity in my heart dissipated a lot.

In my memory, this was the secret base for her and her mother. When she was young, her mother often brought Cynthia to the wooden house. My mother set up a drawing board to draw outside the cabin, and she would play around. That time was really good.

At that time, Samuel was still a good father, and he would lay down his work to accompany us.

Everything changed six years ago, and she will figure out what happened six years ago...

There was a rustling sound outside the door, which made Cynthia wake up from the memory. Although the voice was very small, Cynthia discovered it by virtue of his vigilant character for many years.

Cynthia took out the lady's pistol under the bed, blew out the oil lamp and cautiously came to the window.

Because the light went out, the noise outside the house also stopped. Cynthia carefully looked out the window under the moonlight. It was the boy at the banquet during the day. He sat motionless by the door, still wearing the clothes for the banquet.

Cynthia put away the gun, opened the door, and looked at the boy indifferently, "Why did you do this?"

The deserted voice awakened Leon, who was immersed in fantasy. He seemed to hear Miss Cynthia's voice?

The day banquet made him the bodyguard of Miss Cynthia, and he was much freer than ever.

Because of the regulations of the Winter Manor, the killer can't go to many places, and can only stay in the prescribed place to train and wait for the task.

Sometimes it takes many days for a task. People who are still smiling at you today may not be able to come back in a few days. Goodbye is goodbye.

Following Cynthia to the wooden house and peering into her secrets, Leon was full of ecstasy. Everything about Cynthia was so mysterious and fascinated him deeply.

Cynthia looked at the boy in front of him, his curled up body trembling all the time, "Hey! Are you uncomfortable?"

The boy buried his head in silence, and Cynthia crouched down to face the boy and raised the boy's chin with his fingers, "Are you following me? I wonder if there is a night ban in Winter Manor?"

The boy's fair skin was red with freezing, and his wet eyes made people want to protect him. What a cute little thing! ! What to do, she seems to be tempted. "

Cynthia sighed, "Oh, forget it, come in with me when it's so cold."

The boy followed Cynthia into the wooden house. Cynthia added new firewood to the fireplace to make the house warmer. There are a total of two sofas in the house. Cynthia pointed to the burgundy sofa opposite and said, "Don’t keep standing, you Sit down! By the way, I don't know your name yet."

The cold air on the boy's body was gradually evaporating, and the temperature of his body warmed up. Leon looked at Cynthia piously, "Patrick, my name is Patrick Leon."

Cynthia got up and brought a cup of hot tea to Leon, "Why are you outside, Leon?"

Leon's face turned red, and he explained in a low voice, "I was probably too excited to fall asleep. When I returned to the room, I found that I was lost. Later, I found that the suspicious person followed. I did not expect it to be Miss Cynthia. I've been following the danger until here."

Leon lied, he was not lost, how could he get lost, he has lived in Winter Manor for four years, he is familiar with everything here, because of the hierarchy, Cynthia did not find his existence, he has been there all the time Watching Cynthia, always looking forward to Cynthia's existence,

Cynthia looked at Leon and smiled: "Oh, that's how it is."

Cynthia looked at Leon's shy look, "Thank you for your concern, Leon. There is no danger here, but Leon, you are quite dangerous now."

The boy's wet eyes were full of doubts, and he looked at Cynthia secretly for a few seconds and then quickly lowered his head in fear that she would find the thoughts in her heart.

Cynthia looked at the shy boy in front of him, thinking about how he survived in Cobb Hall, known as the demon concentration camp.

Being able to survive in that kind of environment means that the boy in front of him is not as harmless as it looks. The more beautiful things are, the more toxic. Cynthia knows the mystery well.

"This cabin is the forbidden area of ​​Winter Manor. Don't get lost again next time. You will be punished severely if you are seen."

Leon felt the change in Cynthia's mood, his eyes gradually dimmed: "Okay, Miss Cynthia."

Cynthia saw Leon's darkened eyes: "You stay here today, and go home with me tomorrow."

Leon lowered his head, his eyes were covered by the hair and he couldn't see his current expression: "How can a humble person like me live in the same room with Miss Cynthia? I will leave immediately."

Leon is looking forward to staying. He wants to look at Cynthia and stay with her. This is what he has dreamed of all these years. But there were only two of them in this cabin, and it was discovered that it would damage Miss Cynthia's reputation, and when she was entangled, she decided to leave.

As soon as Leon was about to open the door and go out, Cynthia stopped him, "The patrol in Winter Manor will send extra manpower in the second half of the night. It will be troublesome to explain if you are leaving now and being discovered."

Cynthia looked at Leon's slightly trembling hand on the doorknob, "Without my consent, the Winter Manor patrol will not come in here, not even the father's order."

…

In the morning, the first rays of the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains. Leon didn’t sleep almost all night. He was afraid that everything was a dream and would disappear when he fell asleep. He watched the fire in the fireplace all night, fearing that there would not be enough wood for the fireplace. The fire inside put out Cynthia's cold.

When Cynthia went to bed together, he saw Leon standing by the fireplace, "With such an ugly face, this kid won't sleep all night!"

Leon saw Cynthia coming down from the second floor and said respectfully: "Miss Cynthia has the hot water ready."

Cynthia did not speak and watched the harmless boy in front of him fall into deep thought. The boy's full-eyed love was discovered by Cynthia the first time he saw him. Although the look in her eyes for just a few seconds reminded her of the look when her father looked at her mother, love can be used to good advantage. The Kelton family has no sympathy, only the relationship between use and being used.

On the way back, I passed through the garden and met Cedar and a young male friend of hers. "Cynthia, you stopped for me. Did you go there so early? The North Butler was looking for you early in the morning, but I didn’t see you." Silhouette, also asked me if I saw you."

Cynthia looked at the man next to Sida and said with a smile: "Sida, is this your new boyfriend? He's pretty handsome."

Leon, who has been following Cynthia, heard Cynthia's words and raised his head to look at the man in the distance. He has not seen anyone wearing a white suit that looks so good. The man next to Miss Sida has green pupils and golden eyes. Hair, his tall figure and Miss Sida stand together very commensurate.

The man looked at Sida dozingly, and smiled when he heard Cynthia's words: "I haven't caught up with your sister. I don't know if I am honored to be her boyfriend."

Sida frowned, "Cynthia, you are being listened to nonsense. Who doesn't know that the eldest master of the Rock family is a popular lover in the girl's heart, I can't afford it.

Morris looked at Cedar affectionately: "I only have you in my heart, my sweetheart"

Sida looked at Morris with disgust, "Morris, don't say such disgusting words."

Cynthia looked at the interaction between them, as expected, "Sida, who is poisonous, seems to have run into an opponent."

"I'll go to North, you guys keep talking."

After Cynthia left, Morris said to Sida, "Sida, who is the boy next to Cynthia?"

"Oh, it looks like the bodyguard Cynthia fancy at yesterday's banquet."

"I think this person is not easy. When I look at me, he is full of vigilance, but in an instant he has reduced his spirit. Based on my years of dealings with people of all kinds, this person's city is probably very deep."

"Let's take a look first! It's okay to put your thoughts in your heart, if you have other ideas, you can find someone to do it."

Morris joked: "You are still so cold-blooded. I have been chasing you for so long. You don't care about it. You are so concerned about meeting Cynthia. I heard other people say that your two sisters are at odds. It seems that the rumors are after all Can not be trusted."

"Cynthia is my sister. Even if I hate her, I can't let anyone hurt her."

When I came to the front hall, the butler of North was standing next to the maid who was confessing the affairs, and saw Cynthia: "Miss Cynthia, where did you go? Lord Samuel is going to France. Ask the lady if you have any gifts to bring? "

"North, father needs to go for a long time?"

"There is a problem with the business in France, Mr. Samuel said it's been more than a month."

"North, tell your father, bring me a picture of Master Jack."

"Is there nothing else you want?"

Cynthia shrugged helplessly, "North, you know, I don't lack anything. My only hobby is to collect celebrity paintings."

"North, did the boy named Patrick Leon arrange a place to live?"

"We have sorted out five suites some time ago, and they can move in directly after the banquet."

"it is good!"

Cynthia returned to the room, jumped onto the soft bed, staring directly at the ceiling, Samuel was going to be away for a month, and it seemed that he had to plan well....