gentleman's servant

"What's wrong with you?" Billy noticed my unnaturalness.

"Listen, I have to go now."

"What happened to your face? Who hit you?" Billy frowned.

"I had an argument with a gentleman just now, so I accidentally injured him." I said in a panic, "I can't stay here, he will retaliate against me, please let me go."

Billy still wouldn't move out of the way, and just as we were deadlocked, I heard a furious voice.

"It was this bastard who hit me, you go and call the sheriff immediately!"

"Lord Baron Freys, put out the fire first." The proprietress comforted the man all the way, and everyone in the hall focused on us.

Billy took a step forward and said, "I am Lord Baron Bruce's valet, and I have met Lord Freis."

The man named Freys snorted coldly: "Get out of the way, it's none of your business."

"My lord, there must be some misunderstanding in this?"

"I said, call the sheriff immediately." He gritted his teeth and said, "Did you see that? He hit me, and this lowly thing dared to hit me. He should go to hell!"

"Owen, is what Lord Frese said true?" Billy asked me.

Being caught in public, I had no choice but to nod helplessly: "Because...he took me as a male prostitute here, and then wanted...I didn't mean to..."

"He's a liar! He's talking nonsense!" Freys said angrily. "He's a thief. He hit me and tried to steal from me. Do you hear me! Call the sheriff!"

"I don't think my servants would steal." The baron's voice sounded suddenly.

He strode forward, his breathing was a little short, and he stared at the Baron Freys with a livid face.

"It's you..." Baron Fries swept him contemptuously: "Is he your valet? Isn't he some Gabriel's valet? I advise you not to meddle in your own business, I must teach him a lesson today , let no one interfere."

"You can't touch him," said the baron coldly.

"Oh? Why do you order me?"

The baron didn't answer, he just glanced at the proprietress, the proprietress walked over with a smile, and whispered a few words in Freys' ear.

Frass' face turned pale in an instant, and then his head was covered with cold sweat. He looked at the people around him in disbelief, panicked to the extreme.

"You! You! How dare you!"

"Lord Freys doesn't look very well, so let's go home early," the baron said.

"Lord Freys, I'll take you out." The proprietress shook her fan, "This way please."

Freys gritted his teeth and quickly left here without saying a word.

The proprietress breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all right here, let's play with you."

After the crowd dispersed, the baron walked up to me, raised his hand to touch my face, and asked softly, "Are you okay? Did you get hurt somewhere?"

"I'm fine." I said, turning my head.

He stood in front of me in a daze, looking bewildered.

"I'm sorry, you ran out just now...I searched everywhere but couldn't find you." He whispered, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen...I won't let that Freys go."

I didn't want to make a fool of myself here, so I turned around and walked out of here.

It's already evening, the sunset glow in the sky is red like fire, the autumn wind is blowing slowly, and the coolness is deep.

The buildings on both sides of the road were all orange-red by the rays of the sun, and even the ground was red.

I went ahead and he followed.

We kept walking like this, and kept walking, until the glow in the sky turned into a line, the sky and the earth dimmed, and a new moon hung in the dark blue sky.

I stopped suddenly and turned to face him.

He hurriedly walked up to me: "Are you really not injured? I saw that your walking posture is a bit strange."

"Don't worry, people like us may not understand other things, but they still understand how to avoid other people's fists." I said with my head down.

He panicked, even breathing became short of breath, and said in an extremely soft voice: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, let's go home, shall we?"

I shook my head and looked at him seriously: "I won't go back with you."

Hearing this, he frowned, stared into my eyes and said, "Stop saying such silly things, you obviously like me, why did you reject me?"

"You are wrong, I have no special feelings for you."

"My feeling can't be wrong." He said loudly: "I saw your eyes, if you didn't love me, you wouldn't show such a painful look when someone kissed me!"

"Maybe it's not pain, but disgust." I also said loudly: "Not everyone can accept men, you know that very well."

He froze, something in his eyes faded quickly, and then he shouted angrily, "Shut up! You're talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. What I'm saying is the truth. You're just blinded by what I've shown. Your housekeeper is right. I'm just an uneducated, humble country punk. I can do anything, I can say anything, and that’s what it’s like to be in your bed. Not just you, but anyone’s bed if you can.”

As soon as my words fell, he raised his fist, looking at his angry face, I didn't dodge anything.

I want him to beat me up and forget me in this corner.

But he didn't drop his fist after all. After calming down for a while, he lowered his arms and said silently: "I know you are very angry, but you shouldn't say such things. I can forgive you this time. But if you continue to rely on If I talk nonsense about your favor, I won't be so polite to you."

"I don't need your forgiveness, and I don't need your politeness. I won't go back with you."

"You know what you're talking about? What else do you want from me?" he said angrily.

"I am a humble little man." I said: "You are only confused for a while, and you will soon forget me."

"You! I order you! I won't allow you to leave!" He obviously couldn't control his emotions, staring at me with furious eyes, and said hysterically: "If you dare to leave, I will send someone to arrest you!" Grab it!"

The last ray of sunlight has disappeared from the sky, and the night is as cold as water covering the earth. I looked at him and spoke calmly.

"Someone told me that even though I am lowly, I have the right to choose my freedom and dignity. You can order me, you can enforce my freedom, suppress my dignity, but you can't control this place." I point to myself The head said: "The freedom and dignity here are not ordered by anyone, even if I am put in prison, even if I am sentenced to death!"

Maybe my words were too heavy, he looked at me in surprise and didn't say a word for a long time.

"You taught me the etiquette and cultivation of a gentleman. Don't you think that your tolerance and virtue can only treat people of the same class as you? As a servant, I can only passively accept all your orders. Don't you think that Is it hypocritical? Baron Freys is not the only one who insulted me today, and you are no better, my lord!"

"I...I'm not." The baron's voice was extremely flustered, even a little trembling, he said repeatedly: "I love you, I love you, I can't let you leave me!"

"Love can't be an excuse, my lord baron, maybe I'm humble in your eyes, but it doesn't mean I don't have my own thoughts and personality. I said that you can't force me to do what I don't want to do. This sentence is always true, even You are a king and you can't change it!"

Without looking at him again, I left him and left alone.

After all the heartless things I've said, he's probably going to forget about me, and maybe he'll hate me for my offense.

Sure enough, Mr. Gabriel came back alone that night.

He complained to me dissatisfied, Baron Oscar left Yunyun alone.

I made up my mind not to think about these things. After all, people still have to look forward, and they should not regret the decisions they make.

But I still can't help but think of him, what I said to him that day, and his painful expression at that time.

He is the last person I want to hurt, but I keep hurting him.

I never beg anything to God, but at this moment I want to pray, pray that he can get happiness.He's a good man, and he should be able to lead a peaceful and successful life away from vile and troublesome people like me and Viscount Bruce.

However, what he never expected was that he appeared at the gate early the next morning.

He came early in the morning without any prior notice.He looked very haggard, his eyes were swollen and bloodshot, as if he hadn't rested all night.

He embarrassedly said to me who came to welcome the guests: "Don't worry, I'm not... going to do anything to you, I promised Gabriel to support his business, and you can't break your word. After today , I will never step here again."

The author has something to say: citing the analysis of a child shoe, just as Owen grew up in a social atmosphere of humble origin.Even if the Baron has a disability and grows up alone, his education will never be without the theory of being born noble. Even if he is gentle and kind, sympathy for suffering cannot conceal his inner superiority. I try to express this characteristic as much as possible.