Guilty Records

Mrs. Smith was holding the teapot to pour out black tea. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what happened, but no one dared to step forward for such a move. She could only lower her head and continue working.

Louis was sitting quietly on the sofa and flipping through the book, but he couldn't help being stunned when he saw Tang Zhibai's actions.

Mrs. Smith put the steaming black tea on the coffee table and watched with concern? Tang Zhibai left and put it down.

The boy put down his book, put on his coat, and slowly opened the door and walked out.

The foggy sky outside did not know when snowflakes fell, gradually covering the entire courtyard one by one. Tang Zhibai ran wildly all the way, ignoring the falling snowflakes. He didn't know what he was going to do or where his destination was, he just wanted to calm down.

He didn't run far, the cherry blossom forest at the back of the garden was all withered, and the bare branches were dotted with silver clothes, Tang Zhibai stopped slowly...

On a thick branch, someone tied two hemp ropes and a wooden board to make a swing.

Such a simple toy with a childlike innocence should be the playground of Lin Su when he was a child. Tang Zhibai was stunned, then reached out to wipe off the snow and ice on the wooden board, and sat on it.

He didn't pay attention to the weathered hemp rope on the top of his head, which was severely frayed, and the last sticky thread barely supported the body of the thirteen-year-old boy.

Tang Zhibai pulled the rope and swung it aimlessly, tapped his toes on the ground, biting half of his lip, and drooped his eyes without expression.

Living in a chaotic society, he didn't know what to do now. If Lin Xiaoyin told him to leave when he just woke up in the hospital, he would choose to leave without hesitation. But then he met Louis and felt Lin Xiaoyin Because of Xiao's care and love, a strong relationship has been cultivated in a few months.

Let him go now, how can he go?

And why would Chauvet ben Norman do this?Tang Zhibai couldn't figure it out all the time, could it be because of the relationship between Lin Su's mother, Lin Xiaoxiao, and Lin Xiaoyin?But this? It’s just a guess. Why didn’t it be mentioned in the past? Norman wants to take revenge until now?

And his so-called revenge was just relying on Lin Su to control Lin Xiaoyin. What did Duke Norman think?Is he really Ai Lin Vu's mother?

Snowflakes fell between the boy's temples, dyeing his smooth black hair white.

The crisp sound of dead leaves and branches being trampled could be heard in his ears. Tang Zhibai raised his head and saw? In the snowstorm, Louis was wrapped in thick clothes, silently watching himself in the snow not far away...

Tiny snowflakes slowly fell on the boy's shoulders and hair tips.

He called softly, "Louis?"

Louis, who was standing in front, said calmly, "Is it because of me?"

Before Tang Zhibai understood what he meant, the boy slowly took a step forward and said softly, "Because of my arrival, you quarreled."

There was no fluctuation in the boy's deep and cold eyes, but Tang Zhibai felt a strange sadness.

He quickly grabbed the boy's hand and said softly, "Isn't that so?"

"It's my uncle who wants me to leave London. It has nothing to do with you? It doesn't matter..."

Black mist gradually appeared in Louis's eyes, and the other hand hidden in his sleeve was slowly clenched, and he whispered: "Is it because of what happened last night?"

Tang Zhibai nodded.

"Will Bai be in danger?" Louis said in a low voice.

"I don't know either. The road ahead is unknown, maybe there is, otherwise uncle wouldn't be so worried about me."

Louis lowered his head and remained silent.

Tang Zhibai rubbed his little hands, and the breeze blew by, lifting the broken hair on the boy's forehead.

It took a while before I heard? His small voice, "Then, Bai should leave."

The nails in the sleeves sank hard into the flesh of the palm, and Louis only slightly moved between his eyebrows.

This slight pain made the boy want to punish himself, for being helpless, for being helpless, for being weak...

Tang Zhibai chuckled, and raised his hand to wipe the ice and snow off his head, "I'm leaving, what should you do? Things are still going to the point where you have to leave. I always feel that the Duke will not hurt us."

The boy frowned and said, "He's very dangerous."

Tang Zhibai said softly: "Of course I know he's dangerous. I'm just an unfounded intuition? I also know you're worried."

"During this time, my uncle won't let me go out, so don't go to school either."

Louis nodded. Seeing how obedient the boy was, he smiled lightly and said, "There is a large and rich library in Luoming Manor. Our Louis likes to read so much, we will definitely like it. Some time ago you said that you wanted to learn Sinsk and Grace Ling, I was delayed by Stuart, so I'll ask Mrs. Smith to find a teacher to teach you, okay?"

Among the silver-covered cherry blossom forests, even the young man's long eyelashes were stained with pure white, yearning for his life, and even remembering every word he said in his heart, Louis quietly looked at the young man's innocent eyes. His smile, like a winter plum covered in snow and ice, gradually breaks through the ice, exuding a unique cold fragrance.

The boy couldn't help being taken aback, and said, "I like wherever you are."

"Okay, I know, Louis is the most obedient child." Tang Zhibai smiled, scratched the boy's erect nose, and the skin under his fingertips was soft and cold, and he said, "It's cold outside, let's go back to the house first go."

"Okay." Louis replied.

Looking sideways at the snow and ice all over his body, after returning to the house to melt, the carpet will definitely be wet.

Tang Zhibai raised his hand and dusted his clothes, but he didn't want to use such force. The hemp rope tied to the tree trunk above his head could no longer bear the pressure, and the last bit of sticking thread suddenly broke!

Caught off guard and tilted!Tang Zhibai's head was in a daze, and he was about to fall to the ground with a cry. Fortunately, Louis moved quickly and rushed forward to help the young man.

Tang Zhibai was dressed heavily, lying on the boy's body, he raised his head clumsily, and saw the broken hemp rope above his head, which was bounced off and quickly knocked down!

Seeing that it was about to fall on two people, Tang Zhibai suddenly widened his eyes and said anxiously: "Be careful!"

Louis' eyes were cold, and he immediately threw him to the ground!The small body immediately protected Tang Zhibai's body!

Lay down the thick hemp rope!It hit the boy's back hard, causing the boy's body to tremble, and then he curled up.

The two fell in embarrassment in the snow. After the pause, Tang Zhibai panicked in his heart. He quickly stood up and helped Louis up, and said anxiously, "Where did you hit?! Let me see!"

Louis' body was a little weak from the shock, he got up and waved his hands and said, "I'm fine..."

Tang Zhibai frowned and looked solemnly, "No way, I have to take a look." Then he untied the boy's scarf and coat to check the situation.

Fortunately, Louis was wearing thick clothes in the cold winter, and the rope hit the clothes, leaving no marks on his fair skin. He put the scarves and clothes on the boy carefully one by one, and said with lingering fear: "Don't do this in the future? What if I rub your face!"

Louis looked at him? His expression was indifferent, but he nodded slowly.

Tang Zhibai wiped the snowflakes off the boy's head, held up his little hands, and said, "Let's go, go back and change clothes, our clothes are all wet."

Afterwards, two people, one big and one small, held hands and walked back to the warm manor through the thin snow.

……

Everything that happened in the courtyard was clearly seen by the man smoking on the balcony.

Lin Xiaoyin was wearing a warm overcoat, carrying a glass of concentrated wine in his hand, and a cigarette in one hand, frowning as he watched the interaction between the two people in the courtyard. He watched the boy's every move.

See? The boy blocked the rope for Lin Su, Lin Xiao felt relieved because of his ugly expression, and then drank the wine in his hand in one gulp!

Looking up at the misty sky, it seems that there is a high wall erected in the complicated eyes, and no one can see through or explain what he thinks.

……

Because Lin Xiao prohibited the two of them from going out, in the following days, the two of them could only do activities at home.

During the day, the piano in the hall kept playing loudly. Even though he was not at school, Tang Zhibai never stopped practicing.

At this time, Louis sat quietly with a book and studied it carefully without disturbing or asking too much. Even Lin Xiaoyin was surprised by the child's patience.

After dinner in the evening, Louis followed the teacher to learn the graceful and graceful. Even while playing the piano beside him, Tang Zhibai was amazed to find that Louis' learning talent was not only reflected in books and textbooks, but also in art. Has absolute pitch.

The teacher demonstrated the ditty that he had taught, and after listening to it once, Louis could pull it out completely without expression.

Even Tang Zhibai, who was hailed as a piano genius by his teacher, had to marvel that Louis was indeed a very talented child.

Such a warm and happy life was full and happy, and Tang Zhibai could even feel that Louis' mood was much happier.

Except for getting along with Lin Xiaoyin a little strangely, Tang Zhibai was very worried. Lin Xiaoyin also forced himself to leave London, so besides eating, he tried to avoid the time when the two of them were alone together.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoyin didn't see him during this time. He went to work in the apartment in Schamber District. There were only a lot of government agencies that came to visit every day. Most of them took a stack of heavy documents to ask Lin Xiaoyin for instructions. , so although he is at home, he is basically busy in the small office, rarely?

……

On this day, there was light rain falling outside the door, and Tang Zhibai was practicing the piano. Mrs. Smith stepped forward respectfully and said: "Mr. In the living room on the second floor."

Viscount Celeste?

Tang Zhibai stopped and asked in confusion, "Al?"

Mrs. Smith nodded.

Tang Zhibai got up immediately and walked to the living room on the second floor.

The servant standing at the door pushed open the door, only to see Al wearing a sweater and a heavy cloak, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows watching the rainy weather outside.

Came all the way, with? a body? cold, trousers and hair were soaked in rain.

It's really him!

Tang Zhibai called out in surprise, "Al!"

Al shook his blond hair, turned his head slowly, saw that the eyes of the visitor were filled with joy, and said loudly, "Ah."

After all, both of them stepped forward happily and gave each other a hug.

The author has something to say: It is estimated that there are still about ten chapters to finish this volume, and Louis is about to grow up.

The author really wants to turn the page, but the more he writes, the more he writes...