The feeling of rebirth is hard to restrain

Scar tossed the purse, and said ruffiantly, "Young master...ah no, little poor man, do you want me to give you some change? Hey~"

Williams glanced at him and frowned: "Don't be so ostentatious." Steal the wallet if you steal it, and throw it in your hand so ostentatiously, is it because the owner won't know that his wallet has been stolen?

"Knife," Crabbe said in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay." Scar put the wallet away, complaining at the same time: "Even if others know that I stole it, so what? Do they dare to ask me for it?"

Williams looked away and said calmly, "My mother gave me a small courtyard. Let's take a rest there and then go to the academy."

"Academy..." Scar whispered strangely: "Young master, aren't you, you play this kind of thing? Don't you know that your king is very sensitive to this?"

"So?" Williams glanced at him flatly: "The higher the risk in this world, the greater the reward naturally..."

"You can do it, I really admire you." Scar raised his thumb at him, but he insisted on taking risks for a comfortable life, no matter whether Williams can succeed or not, this drive is definitely Scar most appreciated.

──If a man is limp, what kind of man is he? !

"No one," Crabbe whispered.

He meant that no one noticed them, Williams nodded calmly, and the three of them quietly turned into an alley and disappeared without a sound.

The bustling market is still prosperous, people come and go, housewives are holding rattan baskets, standing on the street and bargaining with small vendors, some of them are young ladies who come out to play from home, accompanied by a few servants, curiously playing with some small stalls. Gadgets on file.

No one noticed that the three people in the corner had disappeared.

Williams turned into the alley, then left|passed|right|cut familiarly, and after a while, he turned into a neighborhood full of civilians.

Scar said in surprise, "You know the way here better than I do."

Williams' complexion was not very good, and he looked away unnaturally: "...you can just memorize the map."

He is used to being in control of everything and doesn't like controlled situations, but last time the reality slapped him hard. Although it was only a short night, from the riot to straying into the dark street, he felt Realizing that I was very powerless, after I went back, I asked someone to draw a picture of the big and small streets, and then memorized it...

It's not a good thing to say, and it's so humiliating that Williams doesn't want to talk about it.

Scar was still bluffing, thinking that it was incredible that Williams would be familiar with the streets and alleys of the city.

"Isn't that the small courtyard Madam mentioned?" Crabbe said flatly, pointing his finger in one direction.

Williams followed his gestures and was speechless for a while.

The small courtyard is located in a group of flat-headed huts, and it looks so prominent. The two-storey big room is almost the size of the four or five houses next to it. The exterior is very warmly decorated, and the outer layer is made of milky white wood. , There are a few pale yellow flowers exposed in the white wooden boards, swaying in the cold wind.There is also a small garden in front of the house, which is already covered with weeds at this time, and it is obvious that there is a long distance between the common houses and the small courtyard, and there is a relationship that has been in disrepair for a long time. It doesn't affect its beauty.

Williams found himself making a mistake.

The "dilapidated small courtyard" in his understanding is the kind of house that is a bit dilapidated but still has people living in it.

He ignored that the level of his mother's daily contact was too high, so in her perception, the small courtyard in front of him was already very dilapidated.

Or the person who manages the property on behalf of the mother is cheating.

But in any case, Williams did not intend to live in this hut that was obviously out of tune with the surrounding environment.

He disguised himself for a long time, but he didn't want to draw people's attention so high-profile...

Williams held his forehead helplessly.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, you are indeed a noble master!" Scar whistled, "It's a good place."

"How?" Crabbe had no problem with where he lived.

"Let's go to the hotel." Williams gave up directly.

"Master." David came out from the alley and lowered his head: "The carriage is at Master Descartes' place. I have booked a hotel, please stay overnight, Master."

"It was my mistake," Williams said.

"Let's go if you have reserved a seat." Crabbe raised his eyes, "We also need to modify...you are still too eye-catching."

Crabbe really has never seen a 12-year-old kid with as much momentum as Williams, and the sharp eyes, sometimes even he will be stabbed in the heart.

He wondered if Williams was the same in Virginia?

Williams lowered his eyes, because he was used to managing people all the time, and his aura was always released invisibly during his actions. He didn't restrain himself deliberately before, because he didn't need it.

At his age—referring to his previous life—actually, his temperament has already formed, but his momentum can be retracted freely.

In not a second, Williams changed from a domineering boy to an ordinary person with a gentle temperament and a gentle temperament. With a shy smile on his face, he changed from a high-ranking person to a The brother next door.

"..." Crabbe.

"..." Dao Scar was also stunned at this moment, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

There are a lot of people in the dark street, but it's the first time for anyone to see a young man who has suddenly changed from a domineering president to a gentle brother next door, and he will think that this change of face is a bit magical.

"Cousin, let's go there." David led the way with ease, completely ignoring the change of face of his young master.

He thought proudly in his heart: what is this, they must have never seen the image of the perfect big brother when the young master and young master Andy are together!When I saw it for the first time, my jaw dropped in shock, but it is not unusual to see it too much.

"Let's go." Williams smiled gently.

"...I'm not wronged to be tricked by you." Crabbe said nonchalantly.

He was referring to the fact that Williams lied to him that he was a friend of his lover Rhodes when they met for the first time.

He has never understood why Williams knew about the matter between him and Rhodes, but now that he thinks about it, he feels that Williams may not know, but he is always calm, even if he is only a little bit sure, he can pretend to be very sure appearance.

──Of course he would not have thought that Williams was reborn from the future, not to mention his relationship with Rhodes, even his "future" ending is also clear.

At this moment, Crabbe couldn't help feeling a little awe in his heart, which was not easy.Because for this murderous man, he has always been fearless, and his tenderness is only given to that specific person, and he has a kind of indifference towards other people.

Dao Scar held back for a long time, before he could hold back a sentence: "...Young master, if you come to the dark street to hang out, it will be really terrible."

Look at that expression as pure as it is pure, as gentle as it is, with an elegant demeanor and no pretensions... Is this similar to the one with a paralyzed face before?

"Thank you." Williams smiled gently.

David lowered his head, the young master's appearance is exactly like his wife's... The smile on the corner of his mouth is exactly the same.

Scar turned his face away, and his face was horrible: "It's terrible, terrible, terrible, just looking at it makes me want to hit it..."

The corners of Williams' smiling mouth froze for a few seconds.

Even Crabbe couldn't help smiling.

A few people stayed in a small hotel, which only had two floors, with a bar on the ground floor and a few rooms. The environment was noisy and not very clean.

For Crabbe and Scar, they felt familiar and reminiscent of this environment.

Williams looked at the stains on the wall, the unknown garbage on the floor, and the smell of sweat and poor perfume floating in the air, feeling suffocating.

He used strong self-control to keep his face from twisting, and even smiled faintly.

Williams lowered the peaked cap on his head, blocking most of his appearance.

"Send six catties of meat and two barrels of wine upstairs!" Dao Scar shouted boldly, although the shop was very noisy, his voice was suppressed abruptly.

The people who were sitting, drinking and laughing looked out the door.

"What are you looking at?!" Scar smiled and pulled out a knife, and swiped it towards the empty space next to him a few times: "I haven't eaten yet, I just warmed up first, and I will eat well after a while!"

Crabbe whispered in Williams' ear, "Let's go up first."

Williams moved away a few steps calmly, turned around and walked up the stairs on the other side with Crabbe and David.

Scar attracted everyone's attention, and no one noticed the figure of the three going upstairs except the shop owner.

The wooden stairs are very narrow, and when you reach the second floor, it is completely dark, and you can hardly see your fingers.

Williams turned his head and glanced downstairs, only to see that a fight had started downstairs... Apparently someone couldn't understand Scar's arrogance and wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Don't worry, the knife is measured." Crabbe thought he didn't like Scar's publicity.

Williams withdrew his gaze, and the gentle smile was removed from his face, and he said calmly, "There is only one room, and we have to figure out how to allocate it."

"You go to bed." Crabbe said without thinking. He and Dao are in better health, and are used to starvation and cold, but Master William is different. He has always been pampered.

Williams nodded. "David sleeps in bed with me."

"Stop..." David opened his mouth in surprise.

"Let's go." Williams didn't allow him to refuse, turned around and groped forward.

Crabbe patted David on the shoulder: "It's better for you to rest more. If your young master is sick, no one will care about you."

The author has something to say:

William is still at a loss...I want to abuse him again...But when I abuse him, I will inevitably abuse my baby...

QAQ cry...