Guilty Records

Louis returned to the door of the room, lowered his head and sniffed the smell on his body, his sensitive sense of smell frowned dissatisfied, and looked carefully again that there was no blood stain on his body, but there was a faint smell of rust.

The boy stretched out his right hand to look at the carefully tied bandage, feeling a little bit reluctant, but he slowly removed it, revealing a long wound. The wound that had been bloody and bloody had scabbed over now, and it wouldn’t take long for it to heal. Grow well.

In the dark corridor of the old castle, Louis looked indifferent, raised his other hand, and tore open his wound fiercely. The scabbed wound suddenly burst into red flesh and blood flowed down. He didn't even frown. Slowly put the bandage back on as it was.

Take out the key and open the door gently.

Pushing open the door, the white gauze on the opposite curtain fluttered with the breeze, and the moonlight poured in. The person on the bed was still sleeping soundly, and Louis took a deep breath.

Louis went back to his bed and quietly changed into his pajamas, then strolled to Tang Zhibai's bedside, watching his sleeping face motionless in the dark, his beautiful brows had no expression other than indifference, but when he looked carefully, the boy's expression was very focus.

It seems that there is only the face of the person in front of me among the stars in the night.

The dark room was silent.Tang Zhibai seemed to be able to feel the strong gaze while he was asleep. He frowned as if affected, hummed softly, opened his eyes subconsciously with his eyelashes trembling slightly, and saw the black figure in front of him.

"Louis?" Tang Zhibai was sleepy, and asked lightly in doubt.

"I can't sleep alone." Louis replied very flatly.

Hearing Tang Zhibai's heart softened, he moved to the wall, lifted the quilt, patted the white pillow, "Come on."

Feeling the heat wave from the quilt being lifted, Lu Yi's broken hair fluttered in front of his eyes, and he slowly lay on the place where Tang Zhibai was sleeping. As soon as the boy lay down, Tang Zhibai simply hugged him in his arms, moved around and found a In a comfortable position, fall asleep quickly in seconds.

Trapped in the quilt, Louis felt from the depths of his soul that this was really a warm place, completely different from the cold and lonely past.

The boy stretched out his hand inexplicably, splashed the blood on his fingertips, and touched Tang Zhibai lightly.The young man's thin lips were smeared with blood, and under the faint moonlight, the young man's delicate eyebrows reflected the bloody red lips full of temptation...

It's really beautiful, Louis smiled.

In Tang Zhibai's sleep, it was very uncomfortable to be disturbed by Louis's trivial movements. With his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand to grab that naughty little hand, and murmured, "Louis, go to sleep."

Louis let him hold his hands, slowly hid his smile, put his head on Tang Zhibai's chest obediently, felt the familiar breath and temperature, listened to the sound of the beating heart, opened his lips lightly, and said silently: "Good night, my white."

Dawn comes with the sound of robins. Robins are a feature of Strell College. They are numerous and not afraid of humans. They usually squat in groups on the roof of the castle or by the window, with clear and melodious calls. , Most of the students have long been used to the early morning calls.

Tang Zhibai woke up slowly, and found that he was still hugging the child tightly by the small heater beside him. The second time he accepted his eccentricity without any pressure, he bit his lip unconsciously, only to find that his mouth was filled with a An odd smell.

He didn't pay attention, looked at the time on the wall, then lowered his head to wake up the boy, "Louis, Louis, wake up..."

Louis opened his bright eyes and whispered, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Tang Zhibai pinched his little face, and got up and changed clothes while talking, "We have classes today, get up and change clothes, I'll take you to have breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

Tang Zhibai rubbed his hair, and lifted the quilt, only to see blurred bloodstains on the sheets of the quilt, against the white fabric, it was too conspicuous, Tang Zhibai was surprised, "Why are there bloodstains? Louis, reach out for me to see Look, is the wound open?"

Louis sat up and stretched out his hand obediently. Sure enough, the white bandage was soaked in blood, revealing a large area of ​​red. Obviously the wound was badly torn. Tang Zhibai patted his head angrily, "God... Could it be that when I was sleeping last night, I pressed Arrived?"

Louis looked at him indifferently, without speaking.

This was Louis' silent answer. Tang Zhibai shook his head regretfully, climbed out of bed and found the medicine box in the cabinet. He always knew that he didn't sleep well, but he didn't expect to crush Louis' wound this time. The child endured it without saying a word, without waking him.

Louis sat by the bed, and Tang Zhibai squatted in front of him, took his hand, and carefully removed the bandage. The new flesh from the wound that was supposed to be good was turned out. It was pressed heavily all night, and the wound was a little inflamed.

Tang Zhibai felt sore in his heart, and was also moved by Louis's actions, "You should wake me up."

"It's okay." Louis replied calmly.

Tang Zhibai threw the bandage into the trash can, and carefully sterilized the wound with alcohol, "It looks worse than when it was just injured, and I'm afraid it will take longer to heal now."

"I don't hurt." Louis said lightly, a bit like comforting him.

Tang Zhibai looked at him disapprovingly, "You are my family member, strength and warmth are given to each other, and it hurts me to see it."

When Louis heard this, he felt a little bit of regret in his heart, maybe he shouldn't do this, and he can change to a better way.Tang Zhibai sprinkled the wound with medicinal powder, and finally wrapped it in a bandage. The young man lowered his head and murmured, "You need to sleep alone before you recover. It will be bad if I press you down again."

The child sat on the bed, his face froze indifferently, and in the next few days, the boy was in a state of cold and low pressure.

Three days later, the school convened a school-wide meeting without any grand ceremony. Princess Elizabeth, the principal, did not attend, but sent royal guards to deliver a speech on a safe society and political power in the great hall.

The handsome royal guards on the stage, with the medals of honor on their military uniforms, stood upright on the high stage and delivered an impassioned speech. All the teachers and students in the audience were wearing neat suits and uniforms, listening quietly.

I heard that this was a speech ordered by the Princess herself, and even the senior students who were rarely seen in school were recalled.

Al, who is usually lively, is doing his job right now, listening to the speech quietly. Tang Zhibai looks at Snow's position in a strange way, and finds that he is also listening seriously. He seems to feel the source of his gaze. Snow turns back to look at him , and quite happily smiled softly.

Tang Zhibai immediately withdrew his gaze, then looked around and found that these nobles still have a gentleman's tradition that can be preserved. Will not secretly exchange discussions in low voices.

This is really very different from the civilians in the Saeli District.At this time, the royal guards finished their speech, and all the teachers and students in the hall stood up and clapped and applauded.

This also indicated that the speech had ended perfectly. The guards gave a standard military salute, and the crowd began to slowly disperse from the extension.

He and Al stopped in place and waited for the people in front to leave. Tang Zhibai looked sideways at the royal guards in front of him. At this time, he was surrounded by professors in the center. Tang Zhibai could see clearly.

He was a little puzzled: "Why does a royal guard receive so many medals?"

Al glanced at the royal guard and replied: "In the eyes of the nobles, the duty of protecting the royal family is paramount, let alone protecting the beautiful Princess Elizabeth. He is a close servant, and no matter how much merit he receives, he deserves it."

"What about those who fought on the battlefield? Compared with them, are they also one level lower?" Tang Zhibai felt that this sort of arrangement was very fresh, and at the same time, he felt that it was worthless for those who expanded the border and defended the country.

Al lived in the aristocratic system since he was a child, so he took it for granted: "Of course, the two cannot be compared in the eyes of the royal family, but the current military power is chaotic. My brother has been arguing all day long to join the army, but my father has always refused to let him enter the Senate. Work."

As he spoke, he looked around and whispered, "But my father said that the current army is in disarray. If you want to get medals, your military achievements are not as useful as tabloid public opinion. Ask reporters from two newspapers to write more. to be a hero."

Tang Zhibai nodded in understanding. Now the army is only in its infancy and has not yet fully developed. But in a few years, once the power of the London gangsters rises and the two sides unite, the British royal regime will be like Shayang swept by a tornado. generally overthrown.

"However, according to my father, I am quite optimistic about these troops. I heard that I plan to settle down for a while before I let my brother join the army." Al murmured.

Who is Al's father?Tang Zhibai was a little surprised.

He thought about it for a while, and found that Al's father, Viscount Silaite, had really sharp eyes. He remembered that Uncle Lin Xiaoyin said last time that he seemed to have cooperated with Viscount Silaette a lot in the official arena, and the relationship was also good. Will it be possible in the future? Try to make Lin Xiaoyin change his mind from this breakthrough?

Tang Zhibai praised sincerely: "Master Viscount Silette really has a vision."

Al respected his father very much since he was a child, so he was naturally very happy to hear this kind of praise, "Thank you, my father also praised me, Lord Baron Lin Xiaoyin has excellent business skills, and it is really amazing that a Chinese can achieve such achievements in England Quite remarkable, last time I went home, I was told to invite you to the manor as a guest when I have time."

Business means... This adjective is really appropriate, Tang Zhibai felt helpless, but still smiled and agreed to Al's invitation.

"The people are gone, let's go." Tang Zhibai said.

The two walked side by side on the stairs, suddenly, Al didn't know what he saw, like a frightened little squirrel, he swooped up behind Tang Zhibai and hid himself.

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

Al slowly revealed half of his head, pointed in one direction, and said softly: "It's him, he's back too..."

Tang Zhibai looked along his guidance, and saw that it was the serious and handsome young man he had seen at the banquet, wearing a straight military uniform, talking with Professor McGarry in front of him, it seemed like a comparison The relaxed and joyful conversation, the young man did not have the indifferent and serious oppressive feeling at the banquet.