black eden

After Du Yu changed her clothes and went downstairs, she didn't see Xi En.

The housekeeper stood at the dining table, elegantly cutting a piece of cheesecake, putting it into a small plate, nodding and smiling at Du Yu.

Du Yu was silent for a moment, returned a harmless smile, then blinked and asked, "Is Professor Alberta not at home?"

The housekeeper nodded: "The master will be back soon, please have breakfast first."

Seeing that she answered without hesitation, Du Yu suddenly became suspicious of Xi En's purpose in bringing him back.

"Since the professor is not here, I'll thank him next week when I have class." Du Yu glanced around, "I still have a part-time job to do, so don't bother me for now."

He turned and walked towards the gate, but the housekeeper stepped in front of him and blocked the way.

"The master said that he has asked for leave for you from the cake shop. Please take a good rest."

Du Yu frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "Then I'll go home first."

As soon as he took a step to the side, the housekeeper stopped him again, "Master Du, this is the eastern suburbs. There are no buses or taxis. You can wait for the master to come back before driving you back."

Du Yu raised the corners of his eyebrows, cursing inwardly: Fart!There is a passenger terminal not far from here. Anyway, I lived here for more than ten years, and I know all the five-star public toilets nearby. Are you trying to lie to me?

He could only continue to babble: "No, I have an exam next week, so I have to go back and study."

As he said that, he rushed towards the door with lightning speed, turned the handle, and opened the door, but two strong men in black appeared on the left and right, standing side by side without saying a word, blocking the exit.

Du Yu's eyes widened, and after a while, he turned his head and twitched the corners of his mouth at the housekeeper: "So there are so many traps in the professor's house, and two of them will pop up as soon as the door is opened...I'm afraid I will stay here restlessly, and I will meet you soon." What, if a few knives pop out, it will be miserable, why don't you let me go back?"

The housekeeper couldn't help laughing a few times, and she was still amiable: "If you want to review your homework, you can go to the master's study. He has a lot of books on law, which will definitely be helpful to you."

Du Yu's heart surged, and he looked at the dining table in a blink of an eye: "I'd better have breakfast first!"

After breakfast, the housekeeper took him into the study and left without disturbing him.

Standing in place, Du Yu looked at the two rows of bookshelves protruding to the ceiling, then looked back at the dark brown cherry wood desk, and found that even the furnishings of the study had not changed.

When Ivan was alive, he once brought his favorite subordinate into the study and let him choose books to read.

Of course, that subordinate was not Kroll. Before Kroll took power, Ivan's most admired subordinate was Eric Irva, a Swedish boy.

When Eric walked into the study and saw Ivan's large desk facing the window, he couldn't help curling his lips and suggested, "Master Ivan, you shouldn't put the desk in front of the window."

Ivan looked at him with a slight smile and asked, "Why?"

The reason is obvious. A big man like Ivan, who can cover the sky with one hand, must be vigilant at all times. If someone wants to kill him, they will definitely penetrate through every hole.And putting the desk in front of the window is like sending your head to the muzzle of an enemy sniper.

Eric explained in this way, and added: "So, Mr. Kroll dare not put the desk there!"

Ivan smiled casually, stared into Eric's amber eyes, and said slowly: "Then you know, Eric?"

"Huh?" The young man looked back at him curiously.

"I will never let the enemy's power spread to the view outside the window, and no one will pose such a threat to me now or in the future. Therefore, no one can target me with a sniper rifle." Ivan said.

"The only thing that can kill me now," he walked up to Eric and patted him on the shoulder, "is you."

Eric was taken aback, opened his eyes wide and said, "I definitely won't!"

"Yes, you won't." Ivan looked at him, "That's why I let you come to me."

No enemy can have the opportunity to provoke or assassinate Ivan, unless this enemy is hidden among Ivan's most trusted people.

Ivan later found out that the hidden enemies were Kroll and Theon.

Du Yu walked to the desk, pressed down on the desk with one hand, tapped lightly with a few fingers, and looked out of the window.

It turned out that Theon was also so fearless, and left the table by the window without moving.

But since thinking of Eric, Du Yu couldn't help feeling a little worried.It's unclear who Mansandi's power is in, but whoever it is, hopefully he'll save Eric.

That young Swedish kid is talented, resourceful, kind-hearted and decisive. If Kroll hadn’t made such a fuss, maybe Mansandi would have had a bright future under Eric’s hands.

Suddenly a butterfly floated in front of my eyes, white as a pear petal.

Du Yu blinked, walked quickly to the window, stood on tiptoe and looked down.On the grass outside the window, there is actually a colorful flower garden blooming, delphiniums, rhododendrons, nandina... the flower garden cultivated by Ivan during his lifetime is growing exceptionally brilliantly.

Du Yu was so surprised that he didn't know how to react.

If it is said that Theon betrayed Ivan because of En's revenge, then he kept Ivan's house without changing the house, and took good care of Ivan's flower garden. What's the reason for this?

... Do you feel bad about your conscience?

Du Yu squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, but finally decided to give up thinking and concentrate on experiencing the joy of discovering that his favorite flower garden still exists. He randomly picked a book from the bookshelf and carried it to the backyard to read.

The most eye-catching thing in the backyard is the towering ancient ginkgo, next to the ginkgo tree is a small pond.

On the grass by the pond, under the window of the study, is the vibrant flowerbed.

Du Yu walked to the pond, glanced casually at the bodyguard in black not far away, then put on a supercilious look, sat down on the grass, and started flipping through the book.

This book is Beccaria's "On Crime and Punishment", a necessary reading for the study of criminal law.

Du Yu had already read it in the library of the orphanage, but after he turned a few pages, he saw Theon's notes, which were clear and profound, so he couldn't help studying them carefully.

That's the feeling, just take Theon Alberta as a professor and don't think about anything else.

As soon as he finished positioning himself, Theon's voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Does my handwriting look good?"

Du Yu's hand holding the book trembled, and when he looked up, Xi En was bending over to stare at him, his blue eyes were still bright and dazzling under the backlight.

"Uh...you're back." Du Yu was stunned for a long time, he hesitated to say a few words, and felt something was wrong, so he quickly changed his words, "Professor, since you're back, can I go home too?"

Sean straightened up, still staring at him: "Have you had lunch yet?"

"No, I ate breakfast late, so I don't need lunch." Du Yu got up and patted his pants.

Xi En's gaze slowly moved upwards from his forearm with half-rolled sleeves, passed through the neckline, neck, and cheeks, and landed on his black eyes, then raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Du Yu, You are much whiter than the average Asian teenager."

The corners of Du Yu's eyes twitched, and he was thinking about the route by which Xi En's topic jumped, when Xi En suddenly took a step closer and raised his hand to touch his face.

The slight touch was like an electric current galloping past, Du Yu stepped back suddenly, slapped that hand away reflexively, and threw the book in his hand out.

Beccaria's book fell into the pond with a "plop", and the water splashed everywhere.

Xi En was stunned, rubbed his red wrist, and showed Du Yu the tender green grass blades between his fingers, and said innocently, "It's in your hair."

But he found that Du Yu's breathing was disordered, the two tendons in his neck were abnormally abrupt, and the center of his collarbone was deeply sunken when he inhaled, as if he was about to suffocate.

"Do you have asthma?" Theon asked nervously.

"...No..." Du Yu lowered his head, trying to suppress the heaving of his chest.

He doesn't have asthma, just a mental illness.

The disease that has plagued him for 32 years.

"Don't touch me again..." Du Yu closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and then opened them.Frowning again, he looked at the book floating in the pond: "Sorry, I'll go pick it up."

"Don't worry about it." Sean slightly raised his hand to stop him, "I'll take you back to your room to rest."

Du Yu ignored his obstruction, walked to the pond, picked up the book, shook it, and spread it on the grass.When he stood up to face Theon again, there was no abnormality in his expression.

"Professor, I should go back."

Sean looked at him quietly for two seconds, then turned and walked towards the garage: "I'll see you off."

Du Yu didn't speak any more along the way.

When he got outside the Lancao Apartment in the city center, he looked at Theon: "How do you know I live here?"

"The address is on the student file."

Theon reached out to help him unbuckle his seat belt.

The only person sitting in the co-pilot of Sean is his sister Penny. For Sean, this action has become a habit, so he touched Du Yu's hand that was unfastening the seat belt completely unconsciously.

Once Sean regained consciousness, he quickly withdrew his hand and put it back on his lap unnaturally.

Du Yu glanced at him, feeling warm in his heart, but lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "Thank you for saving me last night, and for sending me back, thank you very much."

Xi En saw that he was very polite to him, but felt a little uncomfortable.

Did Ivan really intend to completely forget him?

"Du Yu!" Xi En pressed the car door, not letting him leave the car for the time being, "I know a lot of things happened to you, if you can, you can talk to me anytime, I'll wait for you."

"..." Du Yu didn't make a sound, opened the car door and jumped out of the car.

It wasn't until he walked into the door of the building that the clean and translucent glass door opened and closed, reflecting a row of weather-beaten banyan trees on the side of the street, that Sean sighed long and picked up his phone.

The phone rang twice, and someone picked it up immediately.

"Eric, how are you?" Theon leaned back on the leather chair, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with the other hand, pulled out one to hold it, and went to touch the lighter.

"Not too good, when spring comes, my kitten will have a lot of hair!" A voice complained.

"Really?" Theon smiled, "I have something to ask you about Ivan."

"what's up?"

"Did he... tell you something like 'he doesn't like being touched on the face' before?" Theon lowered his head slightly, looked over the car window, and looked at the third floor of Lancao Apartment.

"No, why are you asking this?" Eric blurted out, thought for a while, then hesitated, "Wait, Ivan didn't say that, but his doctor seems to have said something similar..."

Theon quietly waited for the next sentence.

"I remember that doctor was named Anderson. Ivan had changed many doctors, but he stayed the longest." Eric recalled, "I was on the side that day, and I saw him holding Ivan's hand and saying, 'You can't touch your face. Is it okay to touch here?’, I thought Ivan’s hand was injured, so I leaned over to look, so I remember it clearly.”

"Anderson." Theon repeated the name.

"Yes, a psychiatrist."

"Okay, I see, thank you." Theon was about to hang up the phone.

The other side immediately said anxiously: "Hey, why haven't you answered the question yet?"

Theon thought for a while: "I just dreamed of Ivan."

"Ah?" Eric sighed, "Okay, don't think about him all the time, after all, people cannot be resurrected after death... You have followed him for more than ten years, so it's time to let go."

"Only if you can say let it go." Theon rolled his eyes.

"Ha! If I can find out the person who killed him, I will go to hell!" Eric clicked his tongue twice, and muttered: "I seem heartless!"

Sean heard a cat meowing from the other end of the phone, and the soft meowing made him pimple all over. Just as he took the phone away from his ear and was about to hang up, Eric's voice floated out again slowly:

"It's not that I'm heartless, Theon, it's that you love him so much..."