The feeling of rebirth is hard to restrain

The next day, Andy stopped talking to Williams for the first time ever.

At breakfast, he glimpsed Williams out of the corner of his eye as he calmly sliced ​​bacon, buttered bread, and ate gracefully.

Andy's mouth pouts even more.

"What's wrong? Isn't breakfast delicious?" Anna asked softly.

"No..." Andy lowered his head, poking at the egg with a fork distractedly.

"You're not hungry, give me something to eat if you're not hungry." Adrian stretched his head and salivated.

Andy was stunned, and subconsciously said: "If you are hungry, give it..."

"Ed." Williams called lightly.

Adrian immediately became as obedient as a cat, and rushed back to his seat to sit down, with an appearance of 'I'm so obedient, you have to praise me'.

Andy followed the voice and looked over, Williams had already lowered his head.

Andy pursed his lips aggrievedly. He felt that he had fallen out of favor...Brother William had already ignored him!

Anna saw all the undercurrents at the dining table, she smiled lightly, and didn't|intervene|into it, she believed that the children could handle it by themselves.

"I'm full." Williams picked up a towel to pat the corner of his mouth, and pushed the chair away: "Excuse me for a while."

Andy looked over pitifully, only to see the back of Williams.

"Did you do something to make your brother angry?" Anna asked gently, rubbing his head: "It's okay, as long as you admit your mistake to brother, he will forgive you."

Andy lowered his head depressed and poked the egg: "... Andy doesn't know why my brother doesn't like Andy anymore..."

Adrian | interjected |: "Of course, that's my brother, of course he likes me the most!"

Andy was even more sad.

Williams heard voices from downstairs, tightened his grip on the handrail of the stairs, and continued to walk up firmly.

Williams and Andy had a cold war for a few days—it should be said that Williams had a unilateral cold war with Andy. Andy didn't hold on, and kept looking for opportunities to talk to him.

In this regard, Williams has the stubbornness of an old man. He never thinks that things need to be changed. He doesn't even listen to others' advice and sticks to what he thinks.

He won't understand that this hurts both others and himself. At this moment, he seems to have become an arrogant giant, standing on what he thinks is a high point, but forgetting the ties under his feet.

A few days later, Williams packed some luggage and said goodbye to his mother.

Anna frowned anxiously: "William, if you are self-reliant, you don't need to be like this... If something happens to you, have you thought about what will happen to our family?"

"Mother, please trust me." William pressed a kiss on her cheek.

"Okay, you kid..." Anna sighed softly.

Williams smiled lightly and jumped into the carriage without looking back.

David yelled, flicked the whip rope, and the carriage began to turn slowly.

With the cloak on herself, Anna Nana sighed softly for her stubborn eldest son.

Williams naturally wouldn't joke about his own safety.

The carriage was only halfway there when two figures jumped onto the carriage.

David kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, and continued to drive without hearing anything.

Williams, who was sitting inside, opened his eyes.

"There you are," Williams said quietly.

Crabbe gave him a cool look. "You don't seem surprised at all."

"Surprise? Why should I be surprised?" Williams asked.

"Aren't you worried that I won't come to protect you, young master? Going out alone, you think your life is too short." Crabbe sneered.

"If a wolf is domesticated again, it is still a wolf." Williams said lightly.

"Pfft~Brother, I like this young master's personality! It's so delicious~ I dare to laugh at you~" The young man next to him laughed until his stomach ached.

Crabbe looked at him coldly.

The young man was not afraid of him at all, instead he smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hey, young master of a noble family, people like me who grew up in the dark street don't have a name, but I changed it for myself and it's called Scar, isn't it very domineering?" What? I hope that the young master will not be shaken by us and purr like a kitten."

"Hello." Williams shook his hand reservedly, completely ignoring his nonsense.

"Hahahahaha, isn't Eldest Young Master afraid? Not afraid, I like kittens the most." The man laughed convulsively again, until tears fell from his eyes.

"Knife," Crabbe called out warningly.

"Okay, I won't scare the young master anymore, if the young master is scared to death, we have to hide back in the dark street... Hahahaha, it's really funny, Scar wants to hide back because of a kitten~haha Haha~" The young man laughed convulsively, as if he wanted to burn his whole life.

Williams looked at him calmly, his face was neither sad nor happy, but there was a kind of power to calm people's hearts.

Scar couldn't laugh anymore, he put away the smile on his face, rubbed his cheeks, and curled up in a corner silently.

"He's solid," Crabbe explained simply, as if worried that Williams would be intimidated.

"Yeah." Williams responded lightly.

Although he had never heard of Scar in his previous life, at least it wouldn't be as crazy as it looked on the surface if he could bring Crabbe out.

Crabbe studied his expression carefully, and found that Williams really didn't care, and he felt somewhat satisfied with him.

As Williams said, the wildness in the bones of a domesticated wolf cannot be changed.

In the past few years, he has been idle, but he feels that he is not strong enough, not to mention that he is under Williams, and he always has an indescribable sense of crisis.

He knew what Williams needed, and he also knew why he recruited him. In the final analysis, he still valued his own strength... and the large group of brothers who followed him.

Crabbe doesn't know where the road ahead will lead...he can only act with his heart at this moment.

Crabbe held out his hand, and Williams also extended his left hand, and the two shook hands tightly.

"I hope you are following the right path." Crabbe said in a deep voice.

"I believe in my way." Williams also said in a deep voice.

The two looked at each other as if they had reached a consensus.

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand???" Dao Scar looked blankly, looking at this and that, he always felt that the two were playing riddles.

"You don't have to understand, you just have to be the knife in my hand," Crabbe said.

Scar immediately became serious: "Brother, I don't understand what you want to do, but whoever you want to kill, I won't say anything!"

Williams somewhat understood why Crabbe brought him out... He believed that this scar was his loyalist. Looking back on the ending of Crabbe's previous life, it was not difficult to predict the ending of this person in the future.

Williams looked away.

He looked at his slender hands.

At this time, his hands are white, with well-defined joints, and his skin is tight and delicate, unlike 100 years later, when his skin becomes loose, his hands are full of wrinkles and veins, which are very scary, and he even trembles unconsciously. Picking up a fork, sometimes it would suddenly fall out of my hand, and I didn't even have the strength to hold the pen to sign.

Right now he's young, with tremendous power and a future ahead of him.

Williams closed his eyes, and a small figure suddenly broke into his mind. He opened his eyes hastily, and it turned out to be the person he didn't dare to spend thinking about the one he loved so much for even a minute.

"Are you all right?" Crabbe asked strangely. Could this young master be sick from the cold weather?

"It's okay." Williams said in a low voice, feeling chest tight, "we'll change our clothes before we enter the city, and the carriage will trouble you to drive in."

Crabbe said grimly, "...I don't know how to drive."

He wondered, from now on, he never said that he knows how to drive, right?And this kind of carriage is still a thing for nobles, how does he understand?

Williams looked dazed, he confused the future with the present.

He quickly adjusted his expression: "...David will drive into the city, let's go in."

"Master, don't worry about it. With your small body, wouldn't it be nice to take a carriage to the city? If you die on the way, we will pay you a young master." Scar | Insert |The words are full of curses on Williams to die.

"No way," Williams said.

"Oh, don't you believe it, now this..." Scar kept talking, and suddenly Crabbe pulled him.

"What?!" Scar asked angrily.

"Enough," Crabbe said softly.

Scar consciously shut his mouth.

"That's the deal." Williams said to himself, without giving others a chance to think about it.

Still in the same suit, Williams stomped his feet a few times to warm up his stiff body. Even so, he couldn't help wrapping his hands around himself to block the chilling wind.

"Young master, I told you that you can't do it. Don't dawdle any longer. If you continue to dawdle, your carriage will run away." Dao Scar kept laughing beside him.

"That's not how you wear it," Crabbe said suddenly. "You'd have to stuff it with paper to keep you warm."

Williams asked puzzledly, "Paper?"

"Well, poor people keep warm like this." Crabbe said flatly, "Let's go, I can't find it now, and I will look for it in the city."

Williams had no objection.

Although his body is not as cold-resistant as those who are used to living a hard life, it is not a beautiful embroidery frame.

The weather this time was much better than last time. The warm sun shone directly on my body, and I only felt the heat that was taken away by the cold wind return again, and my whole body became more flexible.

The three of them were walking on the small road, and the only sound was Scar's bluffing along the way. Both Williams and Crabbe were silent, and occasionally they would only talk to Ying Scar to make him speak more energetically. .

After walking in silence for a while, he entered the city smoothly.

For ordinary people like Williams and the others, no one would take a second look.

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I've been a bit stuck lately because I want to torture...

Repeat again... this is the main attack text... but Wo is Shou's own mother 23333

There is class tomorrow, so there is no way to change it, and there is no way to change it in the second and sixth days~~~