burn out

Chapter 13

"Simon, Simon!" Earl Brant Wallace shouted loudly in his room, his hoarse voice was like the ferocious movement of an old bellows being pulled.

The old butler sat up from the bed in a panic, put on his clothes hastily, and almost fell when he ran to the count's room.

"What happened, Lord Earl?" Mr. Gray helped the Earl up, patted and stroked his back lightly.

"I dreamed that you died, bright red sticky blood flowed from your chest and flowed down the carriage wheels all over the floor, you opened your eyes, the sadness lingered in your eyes, your arms were still tight Hold her, Ivy, your new wife." The earl wailed in pain, and then his shoulders began to shake uncontrollably, it was his uncontrollable crying, "Simon..."

"..." Mr. Steward still maintained the posture of supporting the earl, his arms were stiff, like a lifeless sculpture.

1839, December.Three months after that unforgettable ball, Simon took Mrs. Ivy Wallace, who had become his new wife, to London.The weather was very bad that day, with a thick layer of dark clouds, and there was a possibility of pouring downpours at any time.

"My God, do we have to leave at this time? What is the Earl thinking? This nasty weather."

Simon didn't answer. At this moment, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his face was full of unresolved sadness. His love had ended before it had begun, and his soul was also annihilated.

The heavy rain finally hit the ground violently. The bean-sized raindrops fell without rhythm and hit the roof of the car. The carriage left two deep marks on the road, bumped all the way, and stopped suddenly.

"Ah, what's going on!" Ivy screamed in fright at the sudden pause.

The coachman opened the door with a gloomy expression, a flash of lightning happened to flash across, and behind him was the pale forest.

"What's the matter with you?" Simon asked Ivy, frowning.

"We've arrived."

"Where are you, you idiot, what is this place!" Simon was angry, and the coachman spoke inexplicably.

"It's where you should go." The coachman said, stabbing Simon's chest with a knife, "May God forgive your sins and take your dirty soul with kindness. Your brother asked me to take him to say hello to you." .”

Simon's eyes widened, the pain was unbearable for him, and the appearance of Berrand appeared in his mind, is it you, brother, you are ashamed of that incident, you think I am dirty and should be erased ?

"Okay, Lord Earl, it's just a dream, don't think too much about it." Mr. Butler finally spoke to comfort his Earl.

"No, you don't understand, it's too real. It's terrible." Weeping the Count, his grief and remorse flooded him like a flood.

Earl Wallace was getting weaker and weaker. Sometimes he took the hand of the old butler and murmured to himself: "My dear brother, please hate me, please curse me, if you serve God , then please tell him my sins!"

"You're not wrong, I mean maybe I can't do better if you are." Gray gently patted his hand and comforted him softly.Ah!What's wrong with you, you just want to walk a regular path and cut off the thorns along the way.Yes, that's incomparably true, how could God blame you for killing a sinful devil.You deserve your reward as a moralist, perhaps my departure is the greatest reward for you.

"No Simon, you don't know, I'm a terrible murderer." The earl covered his face with his hands and began to sob softly: "It's me, I'm so stubborn that I want to drive you away, I'm jealous of you, I even hate you, even more Myself. Why am I such a hypocritical and dirty brother, a brother who has such a twisted love for his younger brother!"

"Oh God, you said you love him." Gray's hands began to tremble uncontrollably: "Are you so jealous that you want to kill him?"

"Kill him! That's right, I killed him!" Earl Wallace sat up slowly, feeling his body was unusually heavy: "If I hadn't chased him away so eagerly, how could my father be so easy... …No, it was my fault. I pushed him to the devil with my own hands, and I covered his coffin with my own hands."

The count paused, as if something was stuck in his throat, he couldn't breathe.

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