burn out

"Good night, sir." Mrs. Malcolm slowly exited Earl Wallace's room holding a candlestick, and closed the door softly.

Walking to the end of the corridor, I happened to meet the old housekeeper who was about to go back to his room.

"Good night, Mr. Gray."

"Has the Count gone to bed?"

"I think it should be."

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's go to bed early, sweet dream." The old butler Gray smiled kindly and kindly, one can imagine how gentle and considerate he was when he was young.

Mrs. Malcolm walked down the stairs, and the narrow corridor was gradually engulfed in darkness. Mr. Gray stared at the other end of the corridor for a long time before entering his room.

Earl Wallace's manor used to be magnificent and unique. When the Earl was young, he specially named this dreamy place-Slumberland.But now, the manor is in the same situation as the earl, old-fashioned.

This morning, the weather was surprisingly good, but the Earl's room was still dull, and the mottled shadows of the branches reflected on the old floor, forming a decadent old painting.

"Good morning, Mr. Earl, on such a sunny day, do you want me to ask someone to push you out for a walk after breakfast?" Mr. Gray came to the Earl's room on time, and the maid was waiting for him to wash.

"There, when I was young, I often rode through, oh, of course there was him, but sometimes he was like a clumsy monkey." The count answered irrelevant questions, looking at the pasture in the distance.

The old butler stood awkwardly at the door, not knowing how to take the conversation.

"Oh, you just asked me if I want to go out? I don't know, I don't think my two legs can support me to walk down the stairs alive." The count has finished washing, dragging his heavy legs, moving slowly and hard When I got to the window, "It's still there. That chair, I made it myself. When I was young, I liked to sit there and read a book. Now, I can hardly see anything."

Mr. Gray went to the window, and the sunlight fell on the wicker chairs on the porch.

"The scenery here is really beautiful." The old butler smiled.

"Aren't you confused, Gray? It's an old, old room with small windows, and the farthest you can see from here is the meadow. It's terrible! There's no scenery to see, and only the little thing wants to live here." .” The earl muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Perhaps there is a beauty here that you have never seen that attracts that gentleman."

The aged earl turned his head and took a deep look at the old butler. The Ge □□ family had served the manor for more than [-] years, doing the same job every day, but now the earl seemed to see it on his expressionless face. It shouldn't belong to this person's look.He shook his head, as if to shake some unrealistic thoughts out of his mind.He silently touched his rose-shaped metal cufflinks, clusters of pure white heather were open outside the window, perfectly interpreting its flower language - loneliness in a decadent atmosphere.This is a small flower that blooms on the hillsides of Scotland, and it is also the only flower that blooms on the hillsides of Scotland. It is destined to be betrayed and lonely.

In a daze, he seemed to see a young man standing in a piece of pure white, with wanton blond hair, wearing a long cloak that would only be brought out during celebrations, with beautiful colored pendants on the front and back.He tiptoed gently among the flowers, and his poppy-like red lips gently pressed against the petals of heather.Dew poured down the petals onto the young man's face, reflecting streaks of dazzling sunlight.No, maybe the boy himself was shining, so dazzling that he almost covered his eyes with his fingers, although his eyes were not very sensitive to light anymore.

The butler stood motionless behind the earl. The man in front of him was once so tall and vigorous, with a straight back like the straightest spruce in the forest.The irony is that he has begun to decline in his twilight years, his face has been carved with vertical and horizontal grooves, and his back is slightly hunched. No amount of gorgeous silk satin and superior environment can stop him from withering.His complexion was pale, but his chin was raised high just like when he was young.Time may have changed everything, but it cannot erase the pride in this man's heart.