Guilty Records

His eyes are clear and clear, and there is a clarity in the cold wind that is different from everyone else. It is a kind of sobriety that is completely different from them?Jia Lie was stunned. He felt that Mr. Tang is very different today. What is it? What are the subtle differences? I can’t tell him clearly, but I always feel that something big is going to happen?, "You..."

Tang Zhibai didn't say a word, stepped on the accelerator and drove over the guardrail. The few people who stayed there were surprised for a moment and then were at a loss. They had never encountered such a situation before, and Tang Zhibai was a special existence. Someone looked at the direction of the black car and asked Jialie, "Jialie, what's going on? What should I do? How about reporting to Mr. Anru immediately?"

Jialie said irritably, "Shut up!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately returned to the room, called the office of the Central Park Office, and then got into a car to chase after Tang Zhibai's disappearance.

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The tree-lined oil cypress trees are entwined with vines, and the car is rickety parked in such an inconspicuous place behind the ancient and majestic castle. Tang Zhibai walks down. Come on, the temperature is below zero, and the temperature is white mist. He tightens his scarf , already? Someone is here waiting for him.

Around the corner, a man in military uniform slowly walked out, "I thought you wouldn't be able to come out today."

"You handed the envelope to Louis yourself, so you know that I will go to the appointment no matter what, right?" Tang Zhibai pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his tone, and looked up at this unfamiliar yet familiar place. year?The time suddenly became very long, making him feel that everything has changed its face and looked brand new, but it doesn't seem to be? It didn't take long, and he remembered every bit of his life here.

This is just the most inconspicuous corner of the Norman Manor, but the manor is too big, so far away the castle is still clear and spectacular. The newly planted scarlet cherry blossoms are blooming all over the mountains, reflecting the lake in front of the castle. It's as beautiful as an oil painting by a famous artist, reminding him of the splendid cherry grove in the back mountain of Luoming Manor. Uncle likes to plant cherry trees very much. Unfortunately, after an accident, Luoming Manor was taken back by the royal family and changed hands several times. , the cherry blossom forest in my memory may have withered long ago.

Recalling the present moment, Tang Zhibai flashed a trace of resentment and incomprehension, Xiao Wei Ben Norman, what are you planning?

"What's the matter? Just set foot on this land? Have you started to recall the past?" Rongxi Salman leaned on his crutches, and his heavy military coat and leather gloves made him tall and cold, but the aggression in his eyes seemed to be Everyone will feel extremely uncomfortable, even with a hint of sarcasm.

"Salman, I know exactly what you are thinking. Remember the purpose of your appointment. I am just going to the appointment normally. There are not so many twists and turns here, and I am not in the mood to talk to you. Disputes come and go, you know? I'm not afraid of you, it's just because Al wants to save our last face for each other. Today, I just want to know..." Tang Zhibai was blunt and said in a low voice There was a little hope in the voice that even he found ridiculous, "The 'closest relatives' you wrote in the envelope...what is it? What does it mean?"

Hearing this taboo-like name again, Rongxi was rarely angry. His eyes were darkened, reflecting some sarcasm, "Of course I know? Don't you? Afraid of me, the Anjou family is now in full swing in London. Even the remaining army of the Duke of Norman is like a grasshopper in his eyes. The secrets of the whole city of London will appear on his desk. Who is in his eyes? Transparent, don't you? Afraid of me? Of course, then, is he afraid of you?" He pointed.

No? I want to listen to his accusations here, Tang Zhibai's face is already dark? Is it a sign of anger, Rong Xi changed the subject, "So, I'm curious, after today, are you still with him as usual?" He didn't let Tang Zhibai's every micro-expression go, and his tone was delicate, "Or do you mean, you know these things very well in your heart, really? Is it? If this is the case, Lin told you that it really impressed me. Come on Well, I have arranged everything in the iron gate, no one will disturb you, I really? Really? Looking forward to your answer and Louis Anjou's face."

He walked in sideways for a few steps, revealing a small rusty and dilapidated iron gate, which should have been a passageway for garden workers to enter and exit, but now it was wrapped in layers of thick vines, and the men by the gate had already cleaned it up Walking out of a small path? He stood respectfully aside with his hand on the iron gate wide open, as if welcoming him to enter.Tang Zhibai was stunned staring at the door, his eyes were calm. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Rong Xi smiled, "It's your choice. I just hope you don't let me down. This is the news I got by throwing down the lives of many informants."

Tang Zhibai glanced at him calmly, then stepped into this manor that he once regarded as a nightmare without saying a word.

It's just a very narrow and inconspicuous path, not even a path, with wet mud splashing all over the branches and leaves. He doesn't know what Rongxi Salman wants him to know? What? , It's just that there is a faint guess in my heart, it's this kind of vain guess, at this time, his heart beats faster, his body can't stand still, and he walks in a rigid manner, as if there is a magic force driving him mechanically. action?.

It has been many years since I left the Norman Manor, and everything in the garden has been turned upside down? Cherry petals fluttered in the air with the cold wind, covering the entire grass? Compared with Lin Xiaoyin's lifeless ten years of sleep, there are many more colors and vitality. .Looking at the scene on the grass in front of him, Tang Zhibai stopped all his movements for a moment. His shocked eyes were full of disbelief, and they were blushing. His frozen fingers were pale and trembling like dead people. The ground covered his mouth with his fingers and stared at the grass in front of him without moving.

Is this the answer? Ronsey Salman wants to tell him?

The noise by the tree disturbed the man who was reading under the tree. He seemed to be shocked, like a rabbit that was eating quietly. Tang Zhibai could see his face clearly. He lost his composure and took a big step back, muttering, "My God, you're still alive..."

Every fluff between the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him is clearly visible. Tang Zhibai instantly remembered the nightmarish ten years that this man had been lying on the hospital bed. Hot blood boiled from the soles of his feet to his brain. Warmth, familiar as if yesterday.

That black hard hair and thin body, isn't it? Lin Xiaoyin who has disappeared for more than ten years?

The tears burst completely, and he couldn't control it anymore. Tang Zhibai swayed unsteadily and wanted to take two steps forward, but he didn't dare to approach, very afraid that this was an illusion.Lin Xiaoyin, the only close relative of this body, the knot that he has hidden in his heart all these years, is still alive...

Sitting on the grass, Lin Xiaoyin stared blankly at the man whose expression had changed several times, but even he could feel the overflowing sorrow. Suddenly, he felt that the stranger in front of him was not? Holding the drawing book tightly, he calmed down the fear of seeing strangers in his breath, and instead was a little curious, and asked timidly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Why are you crying at me? You, are you? Isn't something happy? Something happened?"

This is like a six-year-old child's tone and tone, making Tang Zhibai stunned? Don't you know what to do? "Uncle, you..."

The unspoken words stopped on his lips, because when he saw this, Lin Xiaoyin looked at him with a strange attitude, and there was still fear in his eyes. Looking carefully at the hand holding the oil painting book, he was still very nervous. , the temperament of the whole person is completely different, the eyes are innocent? Just like a child, the posture of sitting obediently on the ground is very awkward for an adult, but Lin Xiaoyin thinks it should be so.

He was wearing a white sweater that he couldn't even touch before, but his whole body looked a lot softer, and his hair was blown down by his ears. The servant might be afraid that he would be cold, and there were still pavements on the grass. Wearing a thick velvet blanket, all of this looks too? Obtrusive and too? Strange.

An absurd idea? It sounded in Tang Zhibai's mind. He restrained his emotions. His suppressed voice was trembling and hoarse, "You, remember me?"

Lin Xiaoyin was dumbfounded when he asked this question, as if he asked a childish question, he was dumbfounded and repeated: "Remember me?...you, do you know me? "

The idea? Being confirmed, Tang Zhibai staggered to support the rough tree trunk, and found it difficult to accept this fact for a while.

His state frightened Lin Xiaoyin again. When encountering a dangerous situation, Norman once told him that he should leave to find him immediately, but he felt that the person in front of him was very comfortable to look at, maybe it was the same? Because of the same black hair and facial features, Lin Xiao didn't want to listen to Norman's words for the first time, so he really wanted to chat more with the person in front of him.

Seeing his tears fall silently, Lin Xiaoyin also had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart. He felt that he was not? He wanted to see this person sad, so he imitated how others coaxed him, and quickly said, "Why are you crying? Yes? What's sad? Is it love? I'll give you candy, don't you? Are you going to cry? Okay?"

"candy?"

"Yes? Yeah, this candy is very sweet, but Norman is stingy and never gives it to me, so I secretly hid a lot of it, especially to save a lot of days. As long as you don't cry, I will give it to you, okay? Okay After finishing speaking, I still felt a bit reluctant to give up the candy, but in the end I decided to give it to this good-looking person, "Pauline! Please find my candy, Miss Pauline? Eh...strange What about Pauline? She never? Never leaves."

Only then did he discover that the personal maid had disappeared for no reason. Lin Xiao was a little at a loss because he kept calling Pauline's name repeatedly, his expression was tinged with anxiety, "Where did Pauline go, no? Hurry up and find out if……"

Of course Tang Zhibai knew. Where did Pauline go? She was probably taken away by Rongxi, but he found that Lin Xiaoyin was in a strange state, like a sign of an autistic child, and his expression was pale. .

He didn't care about it? He hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her: "Pauline must have been called away by the housekeeper, it's okay, she will be back soon, don't worry if she will be back soon." Lin Xiaoyin was very entangled and naively said Wearing flannel to express his panic, "But? He told Pauline to never? No? Can? Leave me, he will be very angry, very angry, Pauline is very dangerous..."

"Believe me, he won't be angry, and Pauline won't be in trouble." Tang Zhibai looked at him calmly, with a soft tone.

The horrific split scar on the side of the ear has spread all the way to the hair. This is the proof of the almost fatal shooting. Although the bullet did not kill him, the whole person is as unconscious as a living dead. Not only did he He regretted it in tears countless times, and Xiao Wei Ben Norman suffered crazily for ten years. Countless famous doctors in Europe died in this manor because they could not heal him.So far, he still remembers the grief when the phone call came, and the way his uncle stopped breathing when he rushed back to the manor.

Or? Because Lin Xiao liked him too much, he naturally wanted to get close to him, but he slowly calmed down. Tang Zhibai slowly knelt down in front of him, wanting to get closer to his uncle, and approached slowly with his fingers tentatively. Lin Xiaoyin didn't refuse his uncle's face, and sat silently on the ground without blinking, staring at him until he touched the warm skin, Tang Zhibai's sense of unrealism spread When he finally landed, he could even feel the pulse of Lin Xiaoyin's blood vessels under his skin. Although he was much weaker and thinner, he could feel that his uncle was still alive.

This is? Uncle.

A soft hand also touched his cheek, and asked in a low voice, "Yes? Is that so?"

Tang Zhibai came back to his senses, and quickly withdrew his hand to grab the carpet, as if he felt more secure. He blinked and told Tang Zhibai softly, "You look different from everyone in the family, your hair and eyes are the same as mine. Both are black, no? But they are much prettier than me, and the whole person looks as gentle as a doll, I like you very much."

family?

Tang Zhibai raised his eyebrows, "Have you never seen anyone outside?"

Lin Xiaoyin shook his head, "Norman never? Let me go out, saying that it's dangerous outside and there are many bad guys who can eat people. He can only protect me at home, and I don't want him to worry."

Speaking of this small face, it is exaggerated and wrinkled, acting terrifying and lifelike. It is really funny to put such a childish look on a man who is not in trouble, but Tang Zhibai really can't laugh anymore. The bedridden coma didn't make him really age much. It turned out that this was the answer Rongxi gave him, and it was also the secret that everyone kept hidden from themselves.

No wonder he asked countless times to know where his uncle was buried, but he never had an answer.

Norman... He clasped his hands by his legs. I don't know whether it was hatred or resentment. What Norman gave him on Easter night was endless pain and nightmares. Even the beginning of wandering was the truth of the past. I was saying goodbye, but it was still him who woke up my uncle more than ten years later.But looking at this face that had long forgotten everything and was as simple as a blank sheet of paper, Tang Zhibai was left in a daze.

Obsession is the introduction to becoming a demon. This kind of madness has long been catalyzed in Norman's heart, and it has evolved into more than ten years of madness and entanglement. He knows that no one will be more crazy than Norman to Lin Xiaoyin, After waking up, Lin Xiaoyin has long forgotten his past. Maybe his IQ is only that of a five-year-old child?

Chauvet ben Norman, now, is it? Lin Xiaoyin you want?

His face was expressionless, and he whispered lightly, "Perhaps these years, Xiao Wei Ben Norman has only done right? This one thing?."

Lin Xiao was surprised because his eyes lit up, like a wild deer in the forest, "So you know Norman too, that's great! Are you a guest? Or a servant? Will you live in? You must How about we move in and live together? Well, I'll show you my collection of beautiful little things, it's fun."

Tang Zhibai was startled, and asked in a hoarse voice, "He... right? How are you?"

"Good? What do you mean good? Hmm...Norman has a temper? Too good? Like a puppet toy, he is very irritable at times, and he is terrible when punishing servants. Miss Pauline and the others are all afraid of him." He raised his voice. I began to recall what, the action? Too naive? OK.

"But...he never? Right? I lose my temper, just? Sometimes I'm too...stingy! Even though there are so many grass ring candies at home, he never? Let me eat more. He's not good at this? I'm sure Gotta get rid of it! Uh, actually, I'm a little scared of him too, but only a little bit. But I like Norman's very much. He stays with me every time I go to bed, and he'll give it to me Telling stories, drawing cute little animals..." Perhaps because of a serious head injury, my uncle's expressions were a bit upside down and very messy, and what he was talking about was exactly the details of his life with Norman, with a happy expression and bright eyes Like the stars, he can't give an answer, but Tang Zhibai already understands the answer.

Suddenly, his throat was sore, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say anymore. His eyes were so achy that he closed them in despair.Do you understand the Lin Xiaoyin in front of you? What about the Lin Xiaoyin who takes care of him and understands him? He can only use a child's way of understanding to get along and try, but the pain in his heart is for himself and for his uncle.

Tang Zhibai tried his best to make a sound, "Can you... give me a hug? Me?"

Although Lin Xiaoyin doesn't understand anything, he has a strong ability to empathize. When he is happy, this person is depressed. Faced with this request, he is stunned.

It can be seen that there are many diseases left in his uncle, which may be the aftereffects of a serious illness, but he didn't dare to contact him recklessly, he could only test slowly, and when he didn't respond for a long time, he thought that his uncle would not accept it.A pair of thin arms suddenly encircled him, bringing the warmth of the sweater and the fragrance of cherry blossoms, and the hand still patted gently to comfort him, "Hold you, don't you? Don't be sad. Norman said that hugs can heal some ailments. You Gotta get better."

His words sounded like a normal person. For a moment Tang Zhibai thought he was back when he was a child, and the tears that had been wronged for a long time fell in his eyes? Come on, no? You asked, "Uncle, come with me, I will take you out of here forever. "

The two slowly separated, and Tang Zhibai waited slowly because Lin Xiao's comprehension ability was very slow.He asked strangely, "Leave here? Where are you going?"

Tang Zhibai's voice was very gentle, "Anywhere is fine, as long as it's a place you like, no? Don't worry, I will take good care of you, and I will always be with you, uncle."

Lin Xiao didn't turn back because his head was still there, and he said in a daze, "Norman is also taking care of me. Do you want to take care of me with Norman...Why not? Move in, no? Or? You have to leave, there are many rooms here A lot of."

The refusal in his eyes was obvious, and Tang Zhibai's heart was filled with coolness, knowing that the life he had been running all the way would never return to the way it was before.

The body trembled, and I couldn't control it anymore, so I could only hug this strange yet familiar relative tightly, "Uncle, I really miss you."

Try to hold on to the existing warmth in your hands.

……

The silent street was completely quiet. Rongxi Salman was long gone. Tang Zhibai had already wiped away his tears and walked out with a calm expression.

Where the black car was originally parked stood a man with an expressionless face. He stood there indifferently like a gust of cold wind. From the moment he came out, a dark green pool had been falling on him, and there was no one around him. Dare to approach.

As for Louis appearing here, Tang Zhibai was not surprised at all.

Behind him, Neil led someone to detain and imprison a person. After a closer look, it was Xiao Wei Ben Norman, who was the same age as Lin Xiaoyin, but he was much older. His temples were a little white, like a falcon His eyes are still so sharp.Seeing him coming out alone, with no familiar person behind him, Norman's fiery and sharp expression fell silent, and he said in a low voice, "You didn't take him away..."

Louis stepped forward to put the thick clothes on him, pinched the cherry blossoms falling on his head flatly with his fingers, like a most common thing, and said lightly, "Why not? It's more in it Stay with uncle for a while longer?" Today he did not disturb Tang Zhibai's reminiscence, but instead invited the Duke of Norman out to ensure his safety, and he waited silently at the door, waiting for the ending.

"Let him go." Tang Zhibai said quietly.

Louis nodded, Neil let go of the chain, and pushed Xiao Wei ben Norman far away. Norman staggered and walked a few steps, his eyes fixed on Tang Zhibai.Tang Zhibai didn't have much expression on his face, and said calmly, "He needs you, take good care of uncle, you know that."

Norman's eyes staring at him gradually changed into a look that everyone couldn't understand, and the two of them faced each other silently. In the end, without saying a word, he turned around and staggered into the dilapidated door. the door.

Louis embraced him in his broad arms, and he also quietly snuggled up beside the man.

"Get in the car...or is it?..."

This is the first time that Neil and Gallet have heard the humility from Louis Anjou, but no one is surprised. No matter how strong and bloodthirsty Mr. Anjou is in front of Mr. Tang, he will eventually turn into kneeling at the feet of the gods Your devout believer, no matter if this man tells him to live or die, he can become a martyr for the sanctity in his heart without hesitation.

Because everyone knows that Mr. Tang is the only light for Louis Anjou.

Ignite.

"It's too boring in the car, walk home with me, just follow this asphalt road." Tang Zhibai pointed to the road ahead.

Louis looked at him quietly for a while, nodded, "OK."

Whether Neil and the others walked? Far or near? Slowly followed them 50 meters behind.The sunlight shone through the leaves and sprinkled on the hair of the two people. They walked slowly against the rare sunny day in London, like an old couple who had experienced wind, frost, rain and snow in their old age. People no longer need too many languages, and they can understand each other's thoughts in every move and gesture.

Although the cold wind was piercing, the two held hands but felt that this was a special world, beautiful, warm, cruel and complicated.

"White." Louis said.

"Ok?"

"Remember? Remember that golden pistol I gave you? If you want to leave one day, use it? To shoot through my heart." Louie's tone was as flat as drinking a glass of water, "This is? The only The way? If not? Wait until the day I find out that you have left, I will not be able to control myself and kill you, and then go find you again."

"Hush..." Tang Zhibai lightly touched his lips with his finger, "It's settled, let's walk home together."

[It's such a dream of love with you, the throne is in the dream, everything is waking up? Empty]

The author has something to say: I can’t remember how long it’s been since I’ve been writing "The Record of Sin" one after another, from diligent updating at the beginning to Buddhist writing.The names of Louis and Tang Zhibai circulated in my mind over and over again, forming a complete world.

I am really grateful to the readers who have always supported me. I am a person who believes in fate, and each other is each other's experience.

For novels, every work is my dream and original intention, so sometimes I will feel very uncomfortable if the writing deviates or I am not satisfied, so I will leave for a long time.For the complicated real world, every time I feel depressed or anxious, I will come to this world to vent, so the balance between the two makes my life much better, so thank you all for watching my nonsense.

The world is taciturn, contradictory and unsolvable. I hope you can find joy in my novels, as well as in reality.

May you have a gentle dream