[HP] Morfin Gaunt

Life at sea is fast and slow, but unlike land, Morfin always feels isolated from the world on board, as if the ship has become its own world, separated from the previous world.

There will be different guests on each ship, with different levels of guests in different cabins.Morfin played his own piano on the boat, watched different passers-by, and took their stories into his eyes one by one.He felt that there were too many things to see at sea, and the endless stream of guests made him see too many different lives.Flying his fingers, he silently watched the rich people singing and singing every night, watching the poor cuddling together and listening to their music attentively, watching other pianists quarreling, and spent the whole time with an attitude of a bystander. two years.

The moment he walked off the deck with his suitcase and stepped on the land, Morfin felt as if he had passed away.In fact, the main reason why he disembarked was because a pianist with whom he had a good relationship finally received a belated letter from his family. The date on it is already 3 months ago.In Morfin's impression, this man has always been joking and arrogant, but when he read the letter, he cried hysterically without regard for his image.Morfin stood by and watched him cry silently, unable to do anything except hand over a handkerchief.

The next day, the man packed his luggage and left. Before leaving, he seemed to have aged ten years overnight, and said to Mofen: "If you still have someone you miss, don't wander at sea. The most ruthless, uncontrollable, don't let yourself regret it."

When Mofen saw the letter the man received, he had already moved his mind to get off the ship. Hearing what he said, he immediately went to talk to the boss.During the two years on board, at first he only focused on playing the piano and didn't think about other things at all, but at night, he couldn't control his thoughts, all he could think about was Voldemort's confession at that time.Those eyes and seriousness really made him feel shocked and scared, that's why he ran away.

After thinking about one thing for two years, I gradually thought it through.In his original thinking, he always thought that Voldemort was his second son, but with the appearance of Chris and comparing the two, he gradually felt that he really didn't really regard Voldemort as a child at all.Because he was the first person in this world to pay attention to, he always had a special feeling for Voldemort, and the maturity and handsome appearance that Voldemort always showed made him have to change his view of Voldemort.Even sometimes he would look at Voldemort's appearance in a daze, and he felt in his heart that he was a trustworthy and entrusted person. In addition, in the end, Morfin could not accept Voldemort's intimate behavior with other girls, and would even face Voldemort. As soon as he throbbed, he fell into a faint panic entanglement.At this time, Voldemort's confession was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. He fell into a kind of intense self-condemnation. In order not to be driven mad by himself, he could only choose to run away.

On this ship, he has seen too many things, he has seen the marriage of the rich, he has seen the friendship between the poor, and he has seen more people who are not in love with the world and left their original hometown by boat, and gradually he has a deep feeling in his heart. You can also let go, there is only one life in life, no one knows what will happen next, there are too few people like him who have lived again, even he doesn't know what will happen next, "cherish the present" These four words gradually appeared in Mofen's heart.

Although he gradually understood this truth, Morfin himself didn't know why he was afraid to go back. Every time the boat docked and packed his suitcases, he finally gave up. If it wasn't for what the pianist said this time , he will not come back so soon.What he didn't dare to admit was that he really put this boy in his heart when he didn't realize it.

Carrying the suitcase that he didn't have many things in, Morfin took a long, deep breath.Find a nearby hotel to live in.This hotel seems to have a long history and is quite clean. After completing the relevant procedures, he came to his room and waited for his dinner. By the way, he took a bath first. This is it, although he has the magic of clear springs like water, but after all, he still can't use it often.

Empty his mind, feel the feeling of being submerged in warm water, Morfin has not felt so relaxed for a long time.Just as he was putting on his bathrobe, he heard a knock on the door.After thinking about it, Morfin cast a quick-drying spell on himself to restore the fluff to his hair. After all, staring at someone with wet hair to open the door doesn't seem very good.

But just when Morfin pushed open the bathroom door with steam and was about to change his clothes first, he was surprised to find that there was another person in the room, and that person stood with his back to him, standing in front of the window and looking at the scenery outside the window.This room was specially chosen by Morfin, because he could see the sea through the window. At this time, the outside sunlight came in, making it difficult for him to see the appearance of the visitor.After thinking for a while, he still took out a pistol and pointed it at the other party: "Excuse me, who are you?"

The visitor still turned his back to Mofen, just chuckled, and then said in a magnetic voice: "Why, I haven't seen you for so long, has Mofen already forgotten me?"

This voice sounded a different kind of charm, and it sounded a little familiar, and Morfin didn't say anything for a moment.The other party seemed to be very helpless about this situation, and turned around first: "Mofen, it seems that you have really been away from me for too long."

Morfin finally saw the person coming, his pupils constricted involuntarily, and the gun in his hand was put aside—"Tom?!"

With a smile on his face, Voldemort walked towards Morfin step by step, seemingly leisurely but full of oppression, until he walked in front of him, then leaned over and said, "Call me V, Morfin."

"T...V?!" Morfin looked at Voldemort's oppressive gaze, couldn't help taking a step back, and leaned against the wall behind him.Seeing the panic in Morfin's eyes, Voldemort reached out and put his hand next to Morfin's ear, confining him in a small space, and this action reminded Morfin of the scene when he confessed, so he unconsciously turned his eyes to Glance away to look at him.

Voldemort saw the delicate pinnae under the other's soft hair, lowered his head and said, "I'm very sad about Morfin's behavior. You left without saying a word for two years, and now you treat me like this. Do you really hate me?"

Voldemort's voice had a deliberately feigned grievance, and since Morfin already felt guilty in his heart, he didn't break free, just didn't speak.

"Then, can you tell me the answer you owed me two years ago?" Voldemort said in a seductive voice, "Morfin, do you love me?"

Listening to the question, Mofen raised his head and looked into the obsidian eyes of the other party. He wanted to reflexively refuse, but he couldn't say, "I..."

"Do you love me?"

"Do not……"

"Do you love me?"

"Tom!"

"Do you love me?"

"Don't make me..."

"Do you love me?" Voldemort watched Morfin's struggle, and asked this question persistently from the beginning to the end.And Morfin was also forced to be tense.Although he was distressed by Morfin's struggle, Voldemort knew that he really couldn't let him shrink into his shell anymore.

And Morfin was confused, and finally thought of the tears of regret left by the pianist: "Yes..."

The corner of Voldemort's mouth showed an uncontrollable smile. For the past two years, he had resisted not looking for him, but he always sent someone on that ship to watch out for Morfin's every move and keep abreast of his latest developments.After knowing the recent events, he knew that this was the best chance to let Morfin let go, and also the best chance to force him to admit.Now that Morfin is finally willing to face up to this matter, he naturally wants to finish everything.

Looking at the other person's skin that was more hydrated due to bathing, Voldemort's eyes darkened—since he was reborn, he had never had intimate contact with others, which was almost impossible in his previous life——Voldemort never No shortage of bed partners.

Morfin didn't know what was going on in Voldemort's mind at this time, but his face was a little flushed. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he admitted that he loved someone.

Taking advantage of Morfin's distraction, Voldemort slowly brought him to the bedside, and then leaned over to kiss him. When Morfin was captured by the other's lingering kiss, he was vaguely thinking about how tall Tom is now...

Seeing that the other party was obviously distracted, Voldemort narrowed his eyes and pushed him onto the bed.Yesterday was a rare sunny day, and the quilts in the hotel were all sun-dried. It was only when the tip of Morfin's nose was filled with the breath of sunshine that he realized that he had been pushed down on the bed.But just when he was about to get up, Voldemort's domineering kiss took all his attention away, and all his strength disappeared.

Morfin's reaction obviously pleased Voldemort, and his slender hands also began to move around Morfin's body.Because Morfin came out wearing a bathrobe, the only thing that held the clothes on his body was the belt around his waist. Voldemort only needed to pull it lightly, and he could see everything immediately.

Satisfied with the scenery in front of him, Voldemort began to completely imprint marks on Morfin's body with his dexterous fingers and warm lips. Morfin, who hadn't experienced such a thing for a long time, was also extremely sensitive. Although he tried hard to stay awake, But he still couldn't escape from the net woven by Voldemort.

In a daze, Morfin could only feel the entanglement of their limbs and the friction between their skins. The pain and joy that Voldemort brought to him were like poisonous wine, making him deeply addicted to it and unable to extricate himself from it.

That night, the ostrich was finally caught in the web that the spider had carefully crafted for many years, and the spider, who had been waiting for many years, finally dismantled the ostrich to its stomach. The spider firmly believed that sometimes, love also had to be made.