Flowers, Swords and France

Because he discovered something unusual about his sister, after she left the restaurant, Charles quickly finished his dinner, then followed him up to the second floor and walked straight to her bedroom door. [Top][Point]Novel

To be honest, he was still very worried - the things his aunt said and the meeting with his father just now. All kinds of blows would add more scars to her already scarred heart. I'm afraid she wouldn't even know the tears. How much has flowed.

It was precisely because of this worry that he forgot the embarrassment his sister had caused him before, and wanted to comfort her and tell her that he would never abandon her no matter what the situation was.

After thinking quietly for a moment, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door opened at an unimaginable speed, and then Fran looked at Charles timidly, her eyes a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

"You come in first." After a moment of silence, just when Ciel wanted to speak, Fran finally spoke, then reached out and took Ciel's hand and pulled him in.

Then, she pulled Ciel all the way inside and walked to her dressing table.

Although Charles still has a lingering fear in his heart because of his shocking confession and doesn't know how to communicate with his sister, his concern for his sister made him suppress this embarrassment and look at her seriously.

"Fran, I admit that the things that happened before have brought you too much unhappiness, so can you promise me one thing? Just like what grandpa said just now, forget everything. Pretend that nothing happened."

"Nothing happened..." Fran lowered her head, her expression seemed a little sad, "Sir, but now, can I still pretend that nothing happened?"

"What can't we do?" Charles asked, "Sometimes we should live in a muddle-headed way. How many people in the world live in such a muddle-headed way? Isn't that great?"

"Yes... I'm confused..." A glimmer of starlight slowly appeared in Fran's eyes, "I've been really confused all my life, sir. I confusedly thought that my mother was killed because of my birth. I was angry with my father; I was waiting for my father's return in a daze, and then I found out that I was not the person I thought I was at all. My whole life has been so confusing!"

"How can you think so? Yes, it's unlucky to have this kind of thing happen to you, but overall, aren't you already doing well?" Charles frowned. He persuaded with a hint of reproach, "Although our father, well, is a hopeless bastard. But haven't we - grandpa and I - always treated you wholeheartedly? Haven't we always given our best to you?" I can't do my best to satisfy you? So why should I feel sad?"

Although everything you said was right, in the end, what I wanted most was refused to be given to me. Fran thought sadly.

"But, can that be considered my father?" Fran asked. "Aren't we all already..."

"Of course it is. Although he is a hopeless bastard, he is your and my father!" Charles couldn't help but raise his voice and almost shouted. "Didn't I already say it? No matter what Agnes said, those words are completely baseless and nonsense! There is no need for you to believe it. There is no need to take it to heart, do you understand?"

"But now, can I still deceive myself like this?"

"What kind of deceit is this? Could it be that after so many years, our love for you is not as good as these few words?" Charles was furious for a moment, took his sister's hand, and then pointed the other hand at the hanging on the wall. Those paintings, "Look at these paintings, take a good look! These paintings were carefully selected by grandpa and brought back to you when he was in Italy? As a commander, how many things does he have to do every day and every hour?" , and as a result, he still Don’t you know why he was trying so hard to choose a gift for you? Can you imagine how exhausted and happy he was when he was choosing it for you? Could it be that this kind of love is also confusing? Grandpa has known these things for a long time, but he still loves you so much. What does this mean? It is clear that no matter what, he loves you as a grandfather, and there has never been any falsehood. ”

"ah……"

Perhaps because Ciel used too much force in his excitement, Fran felt a little pain.

"As for me, do you doubt me? Did I not love you for a moment before?" Perhaps because he was too anxious, Charles did not notice his sister's state, "Yes, I didn't know this before But I can guarantee that I can still pretend that nothing happened, and Grandpa will do the same - you are still Miss de Treville who is destined to enjoy all the glory, and this will never change."

As he comforted her passionately, Fran's face slowly darkened.

Such words filled with sincere feelings could have moved anyone, but they made this girl feel more anxious than any other words.

Because he didn't expect that his sister had never been sad about the news that seemed so unfortunate to him.

The situation can even be said to be the complete opposite. She simply doesn't want her brother to "pretend that nothing happened."

In a flash of thought, sad tears burst from her eyes.

"Sir, you... what you said is so touching. I'm really, really happy... But, I really can't deceive myself anymore! Because... because I have already met my father!"

"What's wrong?" Charles felt panicked. "Did he say something to you?"

"Yes, he told me, saying that I was not his daughter, but that he adopted me randomly just to make grandpa happy..." Fran said while sobbing, "Then, he also wrote this to me... "

As she spoke, she took out a letter from her dresser, "He asked me... to give this letter to you."

Ciel's expression had become extremely ugly. He took the letter and opened it to read.

Sure enough, the above record is exactly what my sister said. It is also marked with my father's autograph. Although the handwriting has not been checked, I think it must be his handwriting.

"Sir, look, how else can I deceive myself now?" Fran asked crying. "I haven't shown it to grandpa yet, because I'm afraid he will be sad."

His sister's cries made Ciel feel even more angry.

This old dog. Even after leaving, you still want to leave something like this behind, disturbing everyone's peace! He really shouldn't have let him go before, just leave it to Agnes!

"Sir. I can really only call you sir now... That's right, I am a fake child, and I am not qualified to usurp this great surname. I am not worthy of being your sister..." Fran suddenly raised her head. Eyes filled with tears are like a blue lake filled with water. "I am not qualified to receive wealth that does not belong to me. You...you are my grandfather's only heir, and I...I should leave here..."

"What stupid words are you talking about!" As her words became increasingly unpleasant, Charles finally interrupted her angrily, "In this family, dad's words don't count, mine do! I said you are who you are, there are not so many There’s nothing left to say, understand?”

then. He took his sister into his arms and said, "Listen. Don't think about so many boring things. You are my sister, forever, no matter what happens."

A twitch of despair flashed across Fran's face.

"God, God! Why is this happening!"

"God has always been taking care of you. He will ensure your happiness, give you good luck, give you a brother who loves you the most, and let you have everything!" Charles stroked her hair, "Listen Mine, don’t worry about anything, just follow your brother’s instructions.”

Then I, then I hate Him so much, what right does He have to decide my destiny! The girl roared in her heart.

The cold despair made her feel like she was soaking in a glacier. Her feet went soft and she almost fainted.

Looking at the girl who was soaked with tears and sweat, Charles couldn't help but feel full of love. He carefully hugged his sister and walked towards her bed, "You have a good rest first, everything will be done by We deal with it. Tomorrow is a new day, cheer up."

"Kiss me." The girl with half-closed eyes whined weakly.

"Um?"

"Kiss me so I can sleep peacefully, sir." Fran's tone was almost as if she was completely exhausted. "Have mercy, sir, if you don't want to do this... I would be... too pitiful, wouldn't I? "

Okay, give me some comfort.

Ciel leaned towards her forehead.

"Here." Fran reluctantly raised her head and pouted, "Don't get it wrong, okay?"

Isn't this a kiss?

This, by any standards, was a kiss... Ciel was a little panicked.

"Here!" With an uncontrollable anger, Fran raised her voice slightly, "You...you won't...still treat me so cruelly now?"

Of course, Charles couldn't understand Fran's underlying sense of despair, but he could still see how mentally unstable his sister was after such a series of major blows.

Fran's eyes were full of longing and sadness, making him feel a little lost for a moment.

She only had such a "small" request. Wouldn't it be too cruel to refuse even this? Ciel suddenly thought.

"You...are you really unwilling to give this little mercy to this poor man..." Looking at the hesitant Ciel, Fran let out her final cry.

This whine also made Ciel put aside his last worries.

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"Okay." He nodded slightly, then lowered his head slightly.

As if expecting something, Fran closed her eyes slightly.

Getting closer and closer, the girl's red lips gradually attracted all of Ciel's eyes.

That is not the bright red that ladies use cosmetics to make up, but the bright red that contains healthy youthful vitality and girlish passion and love, which can eclipse almost everything.

As the distance got closer, the breaths of the two people seemed to blend together. It was precisely because of the heat of the air that Fran's face suddenly turned bright red, and coupled with the bright red lips, it was so fresh and tender.

Although he couldn't see the mirror, Ciel felt that his condition was not much better.

What am I doing?

With such an incredible question, the two people's lips touched.

For an instant, everything seemed to stop.

The soft skin almost made him indulge in it. It was a feeling that seemed different from that of Charlotte and Matilda. It made people feel excited and forgetful.

Subconsciously, he wanted to put his tongue in and lick the sweet spring.

However, just when his tongue just touched his lips, it was like an electric shock when he was about to put it in. Charles was suddenly awakened by a thought.

What am I doing?

Kissing my sister in my sister's room?

It seems like this?

And it seems that I feel very excited.

An inexplicable sense of panic suddenly surged in my heart-I have become a monster of this degree? It's really amazing, hahaha...

No, this won't work, stop before everything is irreversible! A voice seemed to suddenly sound in his heart.

However, that sweet feeling seemed to tempt him, making him throw himself into it regardless of everything.

Summoning up the last bit of willpower, at that last moment, Charles stopped. Then, in the eyes of his sister, who was full of shock, anger, unwillingness and even heartbreak, he slowly raised his face back.

Then, he gently placed his sister on her bed like a treasure.

Fran was still looking at him, without saying a word, but there were already countless criticisms and sadness in her eyes.

He couldn't watch it any longer, he couldn't really bear it.

"Well, okay, is this okay?" He forced an ugly smile, "You have a good rest and forget all the unpleasant things, understand? Good night."

Then, without waiting for his sister to say anything else, he immediately turned around and left Fran's room as if he was running away.

And Fran didn't say anything all the time, just watching her brother's back as he left.

Until the back disappeared, she still didn't move, as if she had frozen.

Yes, the endless sense of loss and frustration made her unable to move.

She has tried so hard, but it still doesn't work? Why? Why?

Indescribable wailing echoed in her heart.

She wanted to cry, but she couldn't, and finally she could only cry silently.

Is it that she must obey fate like this? Submit to His arrangement?

She asked herself.

No, never!

The arrogance of never falling behind others, the arrogance hidden deep in her blood, and the indescribable love made her have infinite courage and determination from the bottom of her heart.

I will never give in, God, I will definitely defeat you, no matter what I do.

With an unparalleled determination, she closed her eyes. (To be continued...)