happy life?strange

The night's damp wind still sneaked into the bedroom through the small opening of the window.It was midnight, the unlit bedroom was dark and quiet, only the sound of pattering rain could be heard outside, the street lamp was lonely and boring to illuminate the road without people, and the light became more and more hazy in the rain and fog.

Severus slept soundly, all his thoughts were immersed in gorgeous dreams, resting in the sea of ​​flowers in his imagination.The double-sided mirror placed beside the white and fat pillow glowed faintly, twinkling and twinkling, which was quieter than the faint green light of fireflies, and did not disturb the peaceful sleep of the young man at all.Turning over slightly, Severus was completely unaware that he was suddenly wrapped tightly in someone's familiar and warm arms.The youth's cool body temperature, thin body and slender waist made Voldmort habitually frown.

Severus slept soundly and soundly, as if wrapped in warm white fluffy cotton candy, and the air around him was sweet to the bottom of his tongue and slightly intoxicating.It's like soaking in a hot spring, the mist is dense, the whole person is extremely relaxed and lazy, and there is also a sense of peace of mind that confirms his safety.

Voldmort carefully covered the young man's emaciated and green body with a soft blanket when the sky was just dawning and the street lights had not yet been extinguished, and then, just as he came quietly the night before, he also quietly left. He saw the bleary black eyes with dazed eyes of Severus who had just woken up, and saw the laziness of the young man, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the greedy beast in his heart and tire Severus collapse.

After sleeping deeply for a day and a night, when Severus was woken up by the crisp and melodious birdsong outside the window, it was already late, but because of the light rain that was lighter than melancholy, the sky was not as it used to be bright.Wearing light blue loose cotton pajamas and white fluffy soft-soled slippers on his feet, this outfit made Severus, whose appearance was stagnant in his youth, look more malnourished Chronically ill high school students.Grandpa Thompson was reading the newspaper when he saw Severus rubbing his eyes and walked into the living room, he immediately stood up and walked into the kitchen, and once again took out the big glass of milk that someone hated most.

"Grandpa" frowned, pleading with a rare coquettish tone, although he knew it was useless, but Severus still had a vague hope that he could escape the poison of milk.

"Drink it all for me. Your small body is becoming more and more worrying now. Drink it soon." Even in the face of Severus's little willfulness, Grandpa Thompson still did not waver at all. Australia, little Severus's poor body, which was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, was so decayed that it was about to collapse, but it was slowly nourished by the freshest milk in the pasture.So, even knowing Severus' rejection of milk, Grandpa Thompson still forced him to drink it.Right now, he was too thin, as if Severus had been so thin for so many years.Grandpa Thompson felt extremely distressed when he saw that a person who should have been in his 20s still looked like a minor.Maybe, if he finally handed over his beloved grandson who was too indifferent to the strong, dangerous and dark Voldmort, he would be able to leave with more peace of mind.

Frowning helplessly, Severus finished the milk, which was worse than medicine for him, and then he saw the thick porridge and various light and easy-to-digest side dishes on the table.It was like it was specially prepared for him by Voldmort every time.Because he didn't want to make his grandfather bother and worry, Severus never said that what he wanted more was not steak and bacon but simple porridge.Seeing the steaming breakfast on the table, Severus looked at the displeased Grandpa Thompson with doubts.

"Don't look at it, it was sent by that bastard. He said that your body is more suitable for eating such unnutritious things."

"Actually, Grandpa, I really like the breakfast you prepared for me." Severus said with a smile, his eyes narrowed and his head tilted.

"Forget it, anyway, that bastard is willing to help you prepare, and it saves my time." Grandpa Thompson picked up the newspaper directly, as if reading it very intently.

After breakfast, Severus remembered what his grandfather had said the day before.

"Grandpa, you seemed to say that the phone at home was blown up yesterday? Who called?"

"It's nothing, you need to take care of yourself first. You're not the bastard editor of some newspaper who keeps calling to ask if you're back. Don't even think about it. You're not one of his employees. This guy doesn't know how to be considerate at all. I sent you so many new books." Severus looked back, and sure enough, there were several large packages piled up in the most inconspicuous corner of the living room, and it could be seen that there were many new books that still smelled of ink.Severus had a headache, how could he finish reading so many books.

At a glance, he could see the embarrassment of his grandson, who usually seems to be far away from others, but is actually very soft-hearted once he gets acquainted with others. Grandpa Thompson waved his hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter, I have already pushed you away. If If he dares to urge you again, I'll call the door directly. Don't worry, just take your time and find the book you like."

Seeing that Severus still looked embarrassed, Grandpa Thompson felt that maybe it would be a good thing to have a strong and powerful person to help him push away difficult things and solve redundant trivial things in the future .

Grandpa Thompson took the thinnest book out of the package and threw it on the table. Then, he picked up such a big package, carried it directly outside the door, and stuffed it into the sorting bin.Severus really couldn't laugh or cry, but speaking of strength, he looked at his almost translucent thin hands, he couldn't lift something that heavy at all, and he couldn't even lift something a little heavier.

Although Grandpa Thompson said not to worry about the editor's phone call, Severus still secretly called behind his grandfather's back to ask.He didn't know if it was because of his grandpa's aura or he could really hear the fatigue that hadn't disappeared in Severus' voice.The editor is fine as long as Severus can write a review within a week.Flipping through the thin book in my hand, this task can still be easily completed.

The previous incident completely and mercilessly destroyed and destroyed Severus's body, his health, and the energy and vitality that belonged to teenagers. He was unable to participate in the activities of his classmates, and he was unable to do any sports.In school, he skipped all courses requiring physical strength, including outdoor sports classes.Sitting in a classroom without anyone, hiding under the shade of a big tree, watching the classmates in the distance sweating, running like a colt, and cheering without worry, whenever such a moment, Sif Les would feel a faint sadness, a little sadness that he could no longer have this kind of joy.Later, he learned to put his thoughts into books, and in the vast human wisdom, he could forget his own pain, and he could forget the dark memories.Later, Severus fell in love with reading books completely, and was completely used to being alone by himself, completely slowly becoming quieter and more silent as the days passed, until the one who was in the spider The lively child who kept talking in the back alley, until the child with an optimistic smile who got along with Hogwarts and Hufflepuff completely and completely disappeared from this world, gone.

During public lectures at the university, the professor liked Severus very much because of his meticulousness and emphasis on papers.It happened that once when Severus was handing in his thesis, the professor was worried that he didn't have time to write a review for a new novel. Seeing Severus' arrival, he casually proposed to let the young man try it.And Severus' comments were unanimously appreciated by the professor and the editor.So, slowly, the editor also began to regularly ask for manuscripts.It may be that he has experienced loss and despair, but what Severus writes is always light, as quiet as the night.However, people who are busy in a restless society like this kind of hazy tranquility like the morning mist before it clears up.

And this time Severus was kidnapped and married by Voldmort, which caused him to leave the United States for a period of time. Some of his readers even called the newspaper office to inquire about Severus' whereabouts.After the editor knew the news of his return, he finally felt relieved. You know, the editor who had met Severus himself was always worried about the young man's health.

After a day of lazy rest at home, the next day, when it was rainy and cool, Severus drove to the coffee shop.After graduating from college, because the Galleons given by Voldmort and the Potter family were enough for Severus to squander for hundreds of years, plus physical reasons, and at the same time a domineering Voldmort, he didn't go out with other classmates. It's the same as squeezing your head to find a job.However, Severus was also unwilling to stay at home in a daze without any purpose, so after thinking about it for a few days, he sold the small coffee shop in the large shopping mall near the university, and bought a lot more by the way. For all kinds of books, the designer was invited to make minor changes, transforming a very simple coffee shop into a comfortable place where customers can read and rest.

"Boss, are you back?" Joe, one of the clerks, greeted enthusiastically when he saw Severus, who was wearing a big black hoodie, stepping into the store door.

Joe suddenly saw the dazzlingly dazzling ring on Severus' hand. For some reason, the ring seemed to be shining faintly.Seeing that none of the guests noticed Severus' hand, Joe grabbed him and pulled him into a corner.

"Boss, no way, you got married quietly?"

Severus blushed immediately, the ring couldn't be taken off no matter what, and it was particularly shiny, more dazzling and conspicuous than diamonds.If Voldmort's purpose was to draw everyone's attention to the ring on his finger, then Voldmort succeeded.

The ring was as bright as someone's smug smile, and the shape of the snake was like someone's absolute and thorough possessive desire, which penetrated deep into the bone marrow and was inescapable.