Flowers, Swords and France

Despair. This was the only feeling Charles had at the moment.

When he saw Fran not obeying his orders and jumping from the window, he felt his mind go blank in an instant, everything seemed to have turned into nothingness, leaving only her figure floating in the air.

"Ah!" He let out a sharp howl, and then rushed forward regardless of the pain in his body.

However, it was too late.

When he rushed to the window, Fran was already falling rapidly.

Even in this terrible situation, she still had a strange smile on her face, as if she was just doing something insignificant.

Under Charles's gaze, Fran floated to the ground.

Charles bent down, looking at the rapid fall and felt his whole heart aching.

He never thought that he would suffer such a disaster one day.

Gradually, Fran's figure fell into the dark void, as if swallowed by the deep night, and no trace could be seen anymore.

When a muffled sound of "bang" reached Charles' ears, his tears finally burst out.

The hot tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, but he was unaware. He leaned against the window and cried, feeling his stomach churning, wanting to vomit but unable to.

Why? Why is this happening? Did you force her to this point? Didn't you vow to make her happy for the rest of her life?

Now, look at what you have done!

In the void, it seemed as if there was a voice questioning him harshly, but he no longer had the time to think. His mind became completely blank.

At this moment, Mary suddenly appeared at the door.

Because she had been worried about Fran's safety. After hearing these noises, she hurried out to check. As a result, she found that the two brothers and sisters ran upstairs one after the other. A terrible premonition prompted her to no longer care about Charles's previous harsh rebuke, and hurriedly followed them up.

However, when she finally arrived at her destination, she found that only Charles was crying by the window in the attic.

At this moment, she understood everything.

"God! Save us!" Her face turned pale and she prayed subconsciously.

No wonder she was so calm in front of me just now, it turned out that she had already made such a decision.

Really... really stupid!

Unexpectedly. Her tears burst out instantly.

Then, with a one-tenth of expectation, she suppressed her anxiety, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, walked to Charles' side, and asked carefully. "Sir... Where is Fran?"

At this time, Charles did not answer her, but just stared blankly at the gloomy night sky outside the window, as if he heard nothing.

Mary's nose was sour again. Tears flowed down again.

"Sir, how can you force her to take this path!" At this moment, she also forgot Charles's accumulated prestige and looked at Charles with complaints. "Can't you...can't you be a little gentle to her?!"

However, Charles seemed to have not heard it, and was still staring blankly outside.

At this time. There was a commotion everywhere in the mansion, and it was obvious that everyone had been startled by the sudden noise.

At least there was still a chance now. The attic was not too high, maybe jumping down wouldn't...wouldn't...

Seeing that Charles was still in a state of loss of soul. Mary made up her mind and suddenly pulled his shoulder hard.

"Sir! Go and save people quickly! While...while there is still hope!"

This heavy blow finally woke Charles up from his confused state.

"Yes...let's go and save people!" Charles' face flushed with excitement, and he shouted excitedly, "Go and call a doctor! Go!"

After giving the order to Mary, he rushed directly to the door, and then rushed down the stairs like a fly.

At this time, the pain in his body had been thrown out of his mind, and his heart was only concerned about the safety of his sister.

Maybe it was only a few dozen seconds, or maybe it was a century, he finally rushed from the top floor to the first floor, then he directly broke the door and ran to the lawn under the attic window.

He looked around anxiously, and there was nothing else in his sight, only the white figure that disappeared from his eyes in that instant.

A moment later, he found it.

Fran was lying on the grass, as if she had fallen into a coma. Her white dress, coupled with the blood oozing from the corners of her mouth and other parts of her body, made her look like a blooming rose.

This cruel and beautiful scene made Charles no longer remember anything else.

He rushed to Fran's position, then knelt on one knee on the ground, wanting to reach out and hug his sister.

However, just when his hand was about to touch Fran, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Although he was not a professional medical staff, he knew that since Fran was obviously seriously injured and bleeding, any careless touch would make her injuries worse.

He carefully approached Fran's face and found that her breathing was very disordered and she was obviously on the verge of death.

Seeing his sister in such a miserable state, Charles couldn't help but shed tears again, dripping onto Fran's face.

As if she felt something, Fran suddenly opened her eyes slightly.

The blue eyes have become dull at this time, and they can no longer see the vitality and look of the past.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but it was clear that she had no energy left.

However, even just from the shape of his mouth, Ciel could read the word 'sorry'.

This scene, which was like a farewell, made his tears flow even more continuously.

"No, you can't die, you must not die! I will never allow you to die in front of me!" He shouted at his sister arrogantly. It seemed that he didn't know what he was talking about, "How can you die before me! I...I will never allow it! Please! Come back quickly! Please..."

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His hands were in the air. He wanted to comfort his traumatized sister, but he didn't dare to do so because he was worried about her safety. He had no choice but to freeze there, forming a strange posture. The many feelings intertwined together, making him anxious and painful. This feeling of powerlessness almost drove him crazy.

Seeing her brother's ridiculous appearance, Fran's mouth twitched slightly with difficulty, and she smiled as if to comfort her brother. Accompanying this miserable and pitiful smile was an unspeakable word.

The last mouth shape is...

'I love you'.

Then, extreme sleepiness. She closed her eyes again and faced a sleep that seemed to last forever.

She could no longer hear her brother's wail like a wounded beast.

…………………………

After learning the news that "Miss Treville accidentally slipped and fell into the attic late at night and was seriously injured", Charlotte hurried to the Marquis Treville's house early the next morning, wanting to Let's find out the real situation, and comfort Charles and his uncle who must have been deeply affected.

Of course, her anxiety was less about Fran's life and death.

After getting off the carriage. She directly asked the servant where Charles was now.

And the answer she got didn't surprise her - Charles was currently in Fran's bedroom with his grandfather, taking care of the seriously injured young lady.

With a well-hidden sense of joy, Charlotte hurried into the mansion. Then she walked up the stairs to the second floor and walked straight to Miss Treville's room - a place that she had never wanted to enter in her entire life.

The door was only ajar. There was dead silence inside, and Charlotte opened the door cautiously.

After the door was pushed open. Several lines of sight were cast on her at the same time.

It turned out that in addition to their grandparents and two doctors, Miss de Leolan was also sitting beside the bed.

Then. She found that Fran was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she was still in a coma, and her face was as white as... like a person who had passed away.

It looked like he was seriously injured.

At this moment, Charles waved his hand gently to signal her not to disturb the doctor by speaking, and then he walked out gently.

After getting closer, Charlotte discovered that her fiancé's face was now sallow, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was tired and anxious, he looked scrawled and depressed - there was no trace of his normal high-spirited appearance!

"Charle, this is too terrible. What kind of disaster have you encountered..." Charlotte took out a handkerchief and wiped Charle's sweat-stained forehead and face distressedly, "No matter what, Please cheer up...I'm really worried about you."

"I...I'm okay," Charles shook his head gently, his eyes were a little confused and full of uneasiness. He was not focused at all, as if he was not talking to her, "But Fran...she ...She is now..."

"What's going on? How could this happen?" Charlotte asked immediately.

"I don't know, I really don't know..." Charles shook his head again, as if tears were about to flow, "I never thought that it would turn out like this!"

Just two days ago, he never thought that he would suddenly encounter such a disaster.

"Okay, don't talk about these, it's just some accidents..." Seeing Charles looking so sad, Charlotte sighed and stopped asking such sad questions for the time being, "Then what's wrong with her now?" So, is it getting better?”

"The doctor worked hard all night last night and finally rescued her... But the situation is still very pessimistic and may worsen at any time..." Charles' tone was full of pain, "The doctor said that her body is usually weak, plus With such a serious injury, even if I escape temporarily this time, I will still have to take good care of him for a while. "

What a pity, what a pity! She could have left us like an angel with my full sorrow!

After hearing Ciel's words, Charlotte felt completely disappointed.

Then she sighed sadly.

"Oh my god, so pitiful! May God bless her!" (To be continued...)