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"When you have awound in the future, be sure to cover it well, silence is the last joy of the unfortunate; please do not let your painful traces leak to anyone, adeeris injured, there are emany flies out of fits blood, we suffer paincurious people out of four tears."

When you have a wound in the future, be sure to cover it well. Silence is the last joy of the unfortunate; please don't reveal the traces of your pain to anyone. A deer is wounded, and many flies bite it. Shed its blood, and curious ones suck our tears when we suffer.

—— Dumas "The Three Musketeers"

Delin was very hungry, he looked at the red apple, but the girl and Betty died in his mind. He threw the apple in his hand into the distance, and the surrounding was dark, only the cold moonlight shone in front of the church door.

The woods outside the door were rustling by the wind, and the swaying branches seemed to beckon to Delin. Delin didn't dare to look at the dark place, for fear that the dead Betty and the girl would crawl out of it in the next second.

He curled up in fear, covered his ears and forced himself to close his eyes without thinking about anything.

Delin would tremble like a frightened bird at the slightest sound in the surroundings. The rustling wind in the woods outside the door became the sound of a bloodied Betty crawling on the ground and rubbing against the floor, while the sound of mice scurrying around in the church and occasionally bumping into things became The sound of the girl's footsteps gradually approaching.

Delin was so frightened that he almost cried, he wanted Ben to come back quickly, even if he was a mouse, as long as there was a living thing beside him, those mice would only scurry around in the darkness with their red eyes shining and making noises to frighten him.

Delin trembled in fear for a long time in the dark, he heard the sound of footsteps slowly approaching the church, Delin was hugged by Ben in a panic, and Delin felt inexplicable when he saw Ben's handsome face No matter how scared, someone finally came, Delin thought.

Under the situation of extreme fear and no food before, Delin passed out, and curled up in Ben's arms obediently. Ben felt that Delinton was too thin, like holding a rag doll.

British white youths are all very beautiful, with fair skin and light hair color, most of them are indistinguishable beauty.

Delin's nose and mouth resembled her mother's, making him look like a little girl.

Ben carried Delin back to the manor.

Not long after Delin fell asleep, he was awakened by hunger. Ben lived alone in the big manor without even a servant. He just made some steaks and served them to Delin.

Delin curled up in the corner of the cellar. He was going crazy with hunger but he still insisted on eating in a slow manner. Ben looked at Delin Sven's eating appearance curiously. Ben didn't really think that Delin was hungry if he hadn't eaten too much.

After eating the steak, Delin looked at Ben timidly. Ben was in a good mood. With a smile on his lips, Delin wiped his mouth carefully.

Delin got a little more courageous, stretched out his hand and gently pulled Ben's trousers, and asked cautiously: "Can you lock me in the room above, the cellar...it's so dark..."

Ben smiled and narrowed his eyes, Delin withdrew his hands and didn't dare to speak, he picked up Delin and carried the dirty plates, knives and forks in the dining basket to the kitchen.

Ben moved a high chair and put it in front of the sink and put Delin on it: "If you want to stay on it, you have to do the housework like a servant. If you make a mistake, I will lock you up in the cellar alone."

Delin nodded obediently. Although Helen usually only punished and beat him, he didn't do any housework at all, but when he was hiding from Helen as a child, he would often hide in the cook's kitchen and watch the cook cook and wash the dishes. , he washed the dishes like a cook.

While washing the dishes, Delin accidentally cut his hand with a knife. With red eyes, he washed the wound with water and continued to wash the dishes.

Ben sat next to Delin and watched him wash the dishes, and then reached out to pick Delin's hair. Delin shrank his shoulders in shock.

But Ben wasn't irritated by Delin's violent reaction. He was not the same calm as usual, like he sang in church yesterday. Delin blinked incomprehensibly. Ben suddenly put his hands around Delin's waist, Delin Lin sat on Ben's lap.

Ben unbuttoned the three buttons on Delin's shirt and licked Delin's neck. Delin felt his neck was itchy but his body was inexplicably sensitive and soft. Delin pressed his hands on Ben's chest feebly, and Ben raised his head to kiss again Touching Delin's lips, he held the back of Delin's head with his left hand and tightly hugged Delin's waist with his right hand. Delin was so breathless from being hugged and kissed again, his face was flushed, and there was still an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth. thread.

It took a long time for Ben to leave Delin's lips. Delin breathed heavily, his mouth was red and swollen, and his face was flushed.

Ben slowly buttoned Delin and then carried Delin back to the dishwashing chair. Delin dared not say anything and blushed while washing the dishes, the bleeding from the wound on his hand had stopped.

Ben watched Delin arrange the plates and carried Delin to the upstairs room. There are very few rooms upstairs, only three rooms plus a storage room. Delin didn't even know how such a big manor was. Only four rooms were repaired.

The moment Delin pushed open the door, he knew why. The room was as big as a living room. Delin wondered whose room this was, and it was unlikely that it was for him to live alone.

Ben put Delin on a longer sofa: "From now on, this is where you sleep. This is my room. You are not allowed to get off the sofa without my permission, and you are not allowed to sneak into the bed."

"Who knows what will happen if you really want to climb into bed, hey, little Delin, do you know what makelove is?" Ben asked Delin with a teasing smile.

Delin bit his lip and lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

"Oh! That's right! I almost forgot, our dirty little Delin hasn't taken a bath yet!" Ben carried Delin into the bathroom and washed Delin's body as before. Ben behind Delin carved with a knife The marks had scabbed over, and Durling still shivered slightly as Ben wiped the towel over him.

After Ben bathed Delin, he put on a shirt for Delin and went to another room. As soon as the door of the room was opened, Delin was trembling with fright.

There were all kinds of murder weapons in this room, from axes to knives, neatly stacked on the wall, and Delin hugged Ben's neck nervously.

Ben looked at Delin's trembling look lovingly, he picked up a silver knife and put Delin on the empty table.

Delin was too scared to let go of Ben, he hugged Ben tightly: "No! I don't want it! It will hurt!"

Ben smiled: "Xiao Delin, I remember you are not afraid of death at all, why are you so afraid of pain? If you are afraid of pain, why do you want to rush to die in front of the lady? What a gentle gentleman, be good, I will be gentle Repeat the last mark on your body, if you move around, it may hurt even more. Let go of your hand obediently, I promise you will be very gentle."

Delin was still holding Ben, his small body trembling in Ben's arms, looking like a frightened chick.

"Then little Delin just hug me like this and don't move around. If you move around, it will hurt." Ben was not angry, he lifted Delin's clothes from behind Delin, and the dark red scabbed French on the back of the white knife Very abrupt.

According to the scabbed wound, Ben began to pick apart the scabs and separate the flesh, Delin clenched his teeth in pain and was full of tears, and hugged Ben's arms even more tightly.

After Ben re-cut the wound and marked it, Delin in his arms had passed out from the pain. Ben took off Delin's clothes to wipe the blood on his back, then found some medicine and gauze from under the table and wrapped them up for Delin. He looked as gentle as a brother who took care of his injured brother, if the wound hadn't been cut open for the second time.

Ben took off his coat and wrapped it up for Delin, and then thought that Delin's clothes were almost dirty, what clothes should cute little Delin wear.

It's not easy to deal with catching cold without clothes, it seems that I have to go out for a while.

Ben carried Delin back to the sofa in the room, covered him with a quilt, and kissed Delin on the forehead: "Good night, my little angel."

Ben also took a shower for himself, changed into a black suit, put on a collar accessory, smoothed out the creases of the muslin, and went out with his leather suitcase.

Ben walked into a tailor shop. He gave the cloth to the tailor and asked him to make some suits, shirts and shorts. Ben showed the tailor the size of Delin.

The tailor was an old man wearing a monocle. He rubbed his funny red nose and looked at Ben's gentlemanly manner and said, "Is it my brother at home who wants to wear it?"

Ben smiled. "Yes, his legs are not very easy to walk around. Is there a shoemaker around here?"

The tailor pointed Ben to the shop opposite, and Ben gave the tailor a few gold coins as a deposit to go to the shoemaker. Li went to the opposite side.

Ben also gave the shoemaker a deposit and walked slowly on the street, preparing to go back to the manor. His protruding beautiful and strange purple eyes were seen by many ladies in the carriage, and they all fell in love with this handsome man with special eyes. Lian sent his coachman to invite Ben to a banquet at his residence.

Ben always smiled regretfully and rejected the coachman, then bowed and apologized to the lady in the carriage. A little girl on the side of the road was holding a flower basket and asked Ben cautiously if he could buy one of her flowers.

Ben watched the little white flowers in the girl's flower basket and bought the whole flower basket. The little girl held up the dusty linen skirt and saluted Ben and said, "Thank you, kind sir, God bless you and your wife."

Ben also smiled at the girl, with a beautiful streamer shining in his purple eyes: "Thank you for your blessing, lovely little angel, and my wife and I also wish you the same."

The girl blushed and ran away.

Ben looked at the girl's back and thought, there is indeed a "Madam" in his manor, and that is the real angel.

The poor people around are busy greeting guests, the carriages of the rich and powerful are parked by the side of the road, and everything around them has an old-fashioned tone. Many people secretly look at Ben, this handsome young man who is well-dressed, and he is carrying a flower basket on the street. Walking around, out of tune with the noise around him, the demeanor of a gentleman who declined invitations from all kinds of beautiful ladies made him mysterious.

Everyone thought that this handsome gentleman must have a wife, so the little girl dared to say that God bless him and his wife. The children on this street have long learned how to listen to people and please others.

But Ben didn't care what they thought, and gradually drifted away from everyone's inquiring eyes. It wasn't until Ben left the side street that the inquiring eyes all returned to his own affairs.

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