Guilty Records

Stirril College is a double dormitory with a uniform standard. Tang Zhibai opened the door of Louis' room and immediately recognized that the simple bed by the window belonged to Louis. The floor was mopped, and compared to the other bed, it looked very messy.

Tang Zhibai was amazed that such a young child had such good self-control ability, and managed his own life well.Tang Zhibai blushed a little when he remembered that Alyosha and himself in his bedroom were even more sloppy than the other.

Help him to the chair and finish the job. The living conditions in the college are perfect in all aspects, so Tang Zhibai made an internal call and informed the security guard in the hall to bring up the medicine box.

After hanging up the phone, he saw that the child wrapped in his coat was trembling slightly, his hair and cheeks were full of mud, as if he had just come out of a swamp, so he stepped forward to unbutton Louis' shirt to see the injury.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, it was grabbed by Louis, with indifferent and puzzling eyes on his small face.

"Your body is full of mud. Let me see if there is any broken skin. You have to take a bath. It will be even more uncomfortable if you suffer from other diseases." Tang Zhibai said softly.

I felt the small hand holding my wrist tremble slightly, but its strength was getting stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to hold him firmly.

Why do you want to redeem me again and again?leave me again and again?Louis lowered his head, his eyes were unclear.

Louis has a taciturn personality. Except when he first met in church that day, he accidentally expressed some thoughts of his own. For the rest of the time, he has always seemed withdrawn and gloomy. Let alone getting along with others, it is difficult to get close.

No matter what happens, the boy will always have this attitude, but now, Tang Zhibai can gradually perceive his emotions from his subtle movements, he caressed Louis and held the back of his hand, and asked sincerely: "Louis, what are you doing?" Hate me?"

Louis shook his head silently, his eyes flickering under the black hair.

"Since you don't hate me, let me see your injury now." Tang Zhibai said lightly.

"Why?" Louis asked coldly.

"Why?" Tang Zhibai looked at him.

Louis lowered his head and didn't stop him anymore, but his hand was still holding Tang Zhibai's wrist.

Tang Zhibai seemed to have said in a book that he didn't know where to read before that this was a sign of a child's lack of security, so he let him pull.Carefully unbuttoning his shirt with both hands, the buttons of the shirt were almost torn apart, like a dirty rag.

The moment Tang Zhibai unbuttoned Louis' shirt, Tang Zhibai was startled by the scars carried by this thin body. Under the large bruised and dark purple wound, there were many old wounds intertwined horizontally, especially the ugly wound on his chest that looked like a centipede. , as if cut by a sharp weapon, and the suture technique is not good, so it twisted on the left chest, which is shocking.

There was almost no intact skin on this pale body, combined with the new wound, it was hideous and terrifying.He used to think that Louis was thin, but he didn't expect that under the body wrapped in the coat, there was a skinny, lifeless and sickly body, with almost no extra flesh, like a vampire boy living deep in an old castle.

Are these nobles in the academy doing it?Thinking about the few times I met with Louis, two of them were being bullied, and the scene was embarrassing.

"My God..." Tang Zhibai's eyes turned red unknowingly, and he blinked hard to keep the tears from dripping from his eyes. After all, he couldn't help asking, "Where's your family? How could you be like this..."

Louis's indifferent expression did not fluctuate at all. He said coldly, "After that person threw me into this school, he has ignored me for many years. They are not my family."

"Why are they doing this?" Tang Zhibai was so angry that he couldn't figure it out.

"That man raped the maid and gave birth to me. Such an illegitimate child with dirty blood is not worthy of living in that kind of family. After fighting with his son, I was sent here."

Tang Zhibai was startled and murmured, "Where's Dave? Why did those people treat you like this?"

"Does this need a reason? It only needs a few pairs of fists that I can't resist. I'm just a cheap doll that those people can vent their anger at any time. There is no need to pay any price for insulting and destroying." Louis seemed to have nothing to do with it. Passers-by, indifferently stated an unrelated matter.

But there was hatred in his cold eyes, he looked at Tang Zhibai, from now on, you will be afraid of me too, right?Dislike me as an illegitimate child of dirty blood.

Tang Zhibai saw that the picture in his eyes was distorted, and his head was in a daze. It turns out that Louis is not a descendant of a down-and-out nobleman, but a child abandoned by his family?God, what kind of life has this kid lived all these years?

A young child in front of him has endured all the pain from the adult world, as well as the malicious harm from the dandy nobles of the same age, making this boy too precocious, his personality has become indifferent and stubborn, and he has become a monster that others cannot tolerate.

The understatement of the few sentences in the book, the suffering of the poor at the bottom is really not as shocking and uncomfortable as what you see in front of you.

Tang Zhibai tried his best to suppress the sadness in his heart and vacated, took a deep breath, pulled Louis into his arms, and gave him a warm hug. Louis suddenly opened his eyes wide. Tang Zhibai stroked his black hair and said in a low voice: "Louis , although this is a class society, I have always felt that everyone is born equal, and some people, even though they come from high families, show their ugly appearance in funerals and are not worthy of praise."

"And what about you? You lived a strong life alone at a young age, and you didn't complain about being humiliated. You chose to respect your own life. Look at your room, it's neat and tidy, Louis, in my eyes, you are the real gentleman .”

real gentleman...

Louis was stunned by Tang Zhibai's words. No one had ever told him this before. This young man used a special avant-garde understanding to affirm and protect himself, causing an undercurrent to flow from his beating heart. Fierce and turbulent but also calm, it seems like a new formation.

Louis stretched out his hands slowly, embracing the boy.

Lin Xu, you really are my salvation, my god, my Margaret, I will never let you leave me...

Louis calmly said, "Lin Xu, thank you."

A thick black mist condensed in the boy's eyes, persistent and stubborn.

Tang Zhibai slowly let go of the boy, and suddenly a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and he was not used to being suddenly thanked by the always serious Louis.

Just then the doorbell rang, Tang Zhibai stood up and opened the door, and took the medical bag from the security guard. Obviously the security guard was familiar with the situation here, and seeing that the person who took the things this time was not the gloomy little boy, he glanced inside in surprise.

Tang Zhibai closed the door, took out iodine to carefully clean the wound on Louis's palm, sprinkled a layer of medicine, and finally wrapped him with a layer of gauze carefully. Louis' bleeding wound was not much, only the wound on the palm of his hand was relatively large, and the others were not. He was punched and kicked through his clothes, most of which were bruises.

Louis watched all this silently. After dealing with it, Tang Zhibai stroked his hair again, led him to the bathroom, and said with a smile, "Come on, I'll wash it for you, and then apply the medicine. You will feel bad if it's dirty."

Louis was led obediently by him, and when he walked to the door of the bathroom, he stopped suddenly, frowned and looked at the unfamiliar coat on his body, and sniffed it like a wild animal, his eyes deepened with dissatisfaction.

Tang Zhibai was puzzled by him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't like it." Louis stared at his coat and said indifferently: "It's not your smell, it smells bad, it's disgusting."

Tang Zhibai looked at the clothes on his body, came to an epiphany, and was almost amused by his serious expression, "This is not my clothes, I will take them off if you don't like them." Then he took off his black coat.

In the bathroom, hot water was released accompanied by steaming mist. Tang Zhibai carefully wiped the child's body. The horrible scars stretched like devils. Every time he saw it, he felt very sad.

Perhaps because of the mist, what Tang Zhibai saw in his eyes gradually became hazy, and the scars seemed unreal. Tang Zhibai kept his head down and wiped it for him, not wanting to let Louis see it.

Gently brushing his eyes with his hands, Tang Zhibai looked up at him, and Louis said lightly, "Don't be sad, don't cry."

Being comforted by a child so much younger than him, and telling him not to cry, Louis felt a little shy, "I didn't cry!"

Louis frowned and said casually, "Okay."

There is quite a sense of pampering of 'well, whatever you say'.

Tang Zhibai suddenly breathed a turbid breath in his chest, in order to regain some sense of control of his gentle brother, he smiled and said: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

Unexpectedly, Louis frowned even deeper, "The smile is so fake, it doesn't look good."

Tang Zhibai: "..." This naughty boy really can't speak.

Tang Zhibai directly smeared it on Louis's forehead with one hand, wiped it quickly, and taught, "Why are you so old-fashioned at such a young age? Frowning all day long, you even taught me a lesson, hum, don't teach me a lesson!"

Louis had foam on his head in place, with a serious face, and seemed to be a little distressed, how to get rid of this thing.

The delicate little face looks like a grown-up. This cute contrast made Tang Zhibai pinch the handkerchief, lower his head and snigger uncontrollably, even shrugging his shoulders.

After taking a bath, Louis sat on the bed in his pajamas. Tang Zhibai covered his head with a bath towel, and carefully wiped the water drops for him. Seeing how obediently Lu Yi was being taken care of by him, it seemed as if he was taking care of his younger brother with his own hands. A sense of accomplishment growing up slowly.

Tang Zhibai lacked family affection since he was a child and at the same time longed for it. Even after he came to a strange world, he always felt unreal when faced with the love of Lin Xiaoyin and others, as if he was like a floating duckweed, safe and sound in the middle of the lake. It is also full of crises, and now seeing Louis who is even more miserable than himself at the beginning, he can't help but get closer.

At this moment, his heart was extremely soft, so he secretly made the next important decision.

Holding Louis' shoulders and squatting in front of him, he said solemnly, "Louis, how about I take care of you in the future? We will always be together."

This made Louis a little stunned, and he said inexplicably: "Don't we do this now?" As soon as the words fell, he narrowed his eyes and a black mist flashed in his eyes, and he squeezed his palms tightly in secret. Don't you mean that?

"Of course not." Tang Zhibai touched Louis's smooth face, and said softly, "It's like a family, always together, the kind of life and death."

"Life and death are together..." Louis murmured, a kind of longing filled the depths of his eyes.