gentleman's manor

After Louis scolded someone, he also felt a little regretful. The kid didn't look like a slippery person at first glance, and what happened that night was uncertain, so he had to thank him for his help, so he didn't miss out in front of everyone.But Louis was still angry, angry at what Dickon did that night, how brave he was to offend him!

Afterwards, he quietly inquired about Dickon with the butler of the manor, and the butler also said that he was an honest and hardworking young man, so Louis became even more awkward.And the most embarrassing thing for him, since... that night, Louis fell into erotic dreams for several nights in a row. The person in the dream was no longer Alva, but Dickon's immature and handsome face.In the dream Deacon was hot and sexy, his cock was big and hard, and he was fucking him to cum.When he woke up in the morning, his pants were soaked, which was the only thing that had happened since the teenager's first wet dream, which made him extremely ashamed and angry.

That Dickon is disgusting and disgusting, Louis said to himself.He knew that the man worked in the garden every day, but for some reason, Louis deliberately avoided the garden, even the afternoon tea held outdoors.

Until one morning, Louis opened the window and found a bouquet of bright red roses by the window.In an instant, his heart beat wildly, like a teenager in love, his face was also hot.He didn't dare to touch the rose, but just looked at it for a while, and then slapped the window hard.

Louis knew that he was different from others since he was a child. When his classmates were pursuing the high-level social butterfly in the clubhouse, he thought of his friend Alva who had played since he was a child every day.He is deeply attached to Alva, because that is the only man he has ever liked, but until Alva got married, he never expressed his feelings.Of course he can't express that once a little bit of it is revealed, everything may be ruined, friendship and future, he will not take risks foolishly.

But what Deacon brought to him was shock and excitement, completely different from his secret love for Alva. Deacon was like a stake, without even being tested, it was directly inserted into his heart.There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, the absurd physical relationship that night made him completely at a loss, his mind was full of that fresh and beautiful body, such debauched thoughts made Louis deeply condemn himself.He was actually attracted by carnal desires, how could he have fallen to such a point, his heart should belong to Alva, even if Alva could never respond to himself, he should not be attracted by that dirty thing, this tarnished the noble and pure love .

But roses appear in front of the window every morning, facing the sun, like the face of a beautiful young woman, with a drop of beautiful dewdrops flowing on the petals, pure and heart-pounding.Louis couldn't help thinking of the crying and apologetic face that day, and suddenly felt that the man was actually quite cute, and he climbed the wall to give him roses every day.

Before he knew it, Louis began to look forward to the roses every morning, wondering when he delivered them, and why he never found him coming?Could it be midnight?For many days, Louis found sadly that roses appeared every day, but he never met the person who gave them flowers.Louis secretly thought that when the man came to deliver flowers, he would suddenly open the window to scare him, and then warn him not to send flowers again.

The window sill on the second floor is very steep, and falling down is no joke.

So that night, Louis did not sleep. He leaned against the window, looking at the bright moonlight outside, looking forward to it in his heart, and a kind of tenderness called romance filled his heart.Even Alva had never brought him this feeling, that expectant, eager, uneasy feeling.

Waiting and waiting, Louis waited all night, from the initial excitement and anticipation, to the impatience and emptiness, and finally to the itching of the teeth, when will that guy show up!The aristocrat, who usually has a good schedule, has long been impatient. He thought angrily, after that person appeared, he must give him a lesson. The long-awaited midnight meeting was ruined by him. Look at yourself Now the pale and haggard face and the dark circles under the eyes, how can this be seen.

When it was almost dawn, a sound woke up the drowsy Louis. He hurriedly stood up and hid behind the curtain.Then he saw that man carefully climbed up the windowsill, took out a rose from his arms, and stuck it on the edge of his window.The young man has black hair, green eyes, and wheat-colored skin. His lips are always raised in a shallow arc, which makes people feel ironed.The young man stared at the rose for a while, with a happy smile on his face, then he sighed a little, and climbed down from the window sill.

Louis' heart was beating violently, and he clutched the curtains tightly. He originally planned to recover his energy and open the window to meet him tomorrow, but for some reason, he opened the window impulsively.He picked up the fresh red rose, looked at Dickon downstairs, and suddenly panicked, feeling that the rose in his hand was extremely hot.If he accepted it in front of that person, wouldn't it be too unreserved, and he didn't look forward to it!So he subconsciously did the exact opposite, threw the rose down like trash, then took a haughty look at the stupid young man downstairs, and slammed the window shut.

Louis, who made a series of noble and glamorous movements, sighed silently, ashamed to look back on the stupid thing he did just now, changed into his riding clothes after breakfast, and then called his friends to go hunting together.He went deep into the forest with his hounds, but encountered bad weather. The horse was startled by thunder and threw him off the horse, and he lost consciousness immediately.When he awoke again, he found himself lying in a damp log cabin, which seemed to be a forester's cabin.

A warm body was hugging him, and Dickon's clear voice whispered in his ear: "I love you..."

Dickon found the unconscious Mr. Lewis and carried him to the forester's hut. He had a slight fever and was in a daze.Dickon changed him from his soaking clothes, and taking him in his arms, he patted his face lightly, trying to wake him up.But Mr. Lewis frowned, still groggy.Looking at his beautiful face, Dickon suddenly didn't want to wake him up. He held him in his arms, thinking that it would be just for a while, and he would be presumptuous once more, and then he would leave the manor, and he would never see him again here he is...

"I love you... from the first time I saw you two years ago... I fell in love with you..." Dickon whispered, as if saying goodbye to his love, his tone was very sad.

Mr. Lewis in his arms moved, and Dickon was startled. He thought he was awake, so he didn't dare to speak again.After a while, the person in his arms slowly opened his eyes, his cheeks were flushed, and a pair of green eyes stared at Dickon.

Dickon asked hastily, "Sir, are you all right? Is there anything wrong?"

"It's you...how am I here? By the way, my horse was shocked, and you saved me..." Louis said.

But Dickon looked worried: "Your face is very red, did you have a fever after being exposed to the rain? How do you feel?"

"I'm fine... oh... I have a fever... Maybe..." Louis touched his forehead, and then he found that he was covered with a tattered old cloak, and he was not wearing anything under the windbreaker.He sat up in a start, and distanced himself from Dickon, and cried, "My God, what's going on!"

"I'm sorry, sir. I... I changed your wet clothes on my own initiative. If you continue to wear wet clothes, you will get sick." Dickon blushed, stood up, turned his back to Louis and said, "Here I have no change of clothes, and if you don't mind, I'll take off my coat and give it to you."

Louis had flushed with embarrassment when he heard Dickon's confession just now, and now he was even more nervous and embarrassed, and his whole body was about to smoke.He felt that being naked was too passive, and he had the feeling of being taken advantage of by the kid in front of him. He was very angry, so he snorted and said, "Since you are willing to give me the clothes, then I will be disrespectful."

Dickon took off his trousers and jacket and handed them to Louis, who put them on grandly.So the two changed their status. Dickon was only wearing a long white shirt and his lower body was bare, while Louis was dressed tightly.

After putting on his clothes, Mr. Lewis felt relieved instantly. He looked at the disheveled Dickon in front of him, felt satisfied, and directed, "If you feel cold, you can put on this windbreaker." He pointed to the torn clothes on the ground explain.

Dickon nodded, bent down to pick up the windbreaker and wrapped it around his waist.In a blink of an eye, Mr. Louis stared at him blankly, his face turned even redder, so he asked worriedly, "Sir, do you want me to raise the fireplace? You seem to really have a fever."

"Huh?" Louis swallowed, and realized what Dickon asked just now, so he pretended to look away and said, "Okay, you can light the fireplace."

So Dickon went to light the fireplace, but the firewood in the cabin was a bit damp and it was not easy to ignite. The fire that Dickon had been lighting for a long time was finally lit, but it made the house smoky.

When Dickon went to light the fireplace, Louis exhaled secretly and touched his hot face. Just now when this guy bent down to pick up his clothes, his lower body was completely exposed. Don't you have any sense of shame?Or is this guy trying to seduce him on purpose?Sure enough, he is an inferior person without any education, dissolute and obscene, so I will not be tempted by him casually.So Mr. Louis, who was once again noble and cold in his heart, raised his chin and said, "You are so useless, you can choke the house like this if you start a fire, stay away from me, I will be upset when I see you."

Knowing that he was rejected again, Dickon felt sore as if someone had squeezed him hard. He walked to the corner silently with his head down, hugged his knees and turned his back to Louis, fearing that his sad appearance would be discovered and laughed at.

Seeing that Dickon was sitting far away from him, with the back of his head turned towards him, Louis suddenly felt awkward.I secretly thought, this guy is really obedient, or he deliberately turned his back on me, wanting me to take the initiative to talk to him.Thinking that he had seen through Dickon's "cunning" thoughts, Louis leaned against the fireplace to warm himself, thinking: He can't help it, he will take the initiative to please me soon, he said he loves me just now, since... fell in love with me two years ago.

Thinking of the word 'love', Mr. Louis' heart was suddenly filled with happiness and sweetness. He peeked at Dickon in the corner, his eyes softened. He never thought that this guy had secretly liked him for so long, but he had never noticed it.

The flames of the fireplace were burning very vigorously, and the roaster was drowsy. Louis looked at the flames, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and he soon fell asleep.It was early morning when he was woken up again, and several servants surrounded him anxiously asking him what was wrong.

Louis just felt a little sore in his body, but it was nothing serious.After returning to the manor, the owners of the manor greeted him for a while, and blamed him for running into the deep forest alone.He didn't tell about the fact that he was startled and passed out in the wild. After all, the matter was over, and talking about it would only make everyone worry.

The owners of the manor saw Louis changing clothes, thinking that he had changed the clothes of the forester in the cabin, but only the housekeeper noticed that the gentleman was wearing something familiar, like the one Dickon usually wore.

Louis had had a bad day, went back to his room and slept soundly.Waking up in the morning, he habitually went to the window to look at the roses, but found that the window sill was empty.Louis, who was a little disappointed, immediately became worried. The man went to look for him in the rain yesterday, and even took off his clothes for him. He might not be sick from the cold.

Thinking of this, Louis quickly got dressed and ran out.

The servants were already up for work, and were surprised to see Mr. Lewis up so early.

When Louis came to the garden, he only saw a young gardener he didn't know, and he couldn't find Dickon after searching around, so he asked the gardener anxiously, "Where is Dickon? Is he sick?"

The gardener said cautiously: "Mr. Hui, I just came here and I don't know Mr. Deacon."

"Oh, I see." Louis nodded disappointedly.

This morning, when everyone gathered in the dining room for dinner, the butler informed the owner of Bruce Manor that a new gardener had been hired in the manor.

"What! Where's Dickon?" Louis asked, frowning.

"Dickon has resigned and left the manor," said the butler truthfully.

"Why? How could he? It's impossible!" Louis said with surprise on his face, a little annoyed.

The housekeeper looked at the anxious Mr. Louis strangely, and replied, "I don't know about that either. He must leave."

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong with that gardener?" Alva also looked at his friend in surprise, he wouldn't usually show such a panicked expression.

"Uh... yes... I asked him to grow a flower for me, but he left without saying a word." Louis prevaricated.

"What kind of flower is it? How about finding other gardeners to cultivate it?" Alva asked.

"It's... the flower that only he can cultivate." Louis gritted his teeth and looked at the butler: "Where is Mr. Deacon's house?"