burn out

"Warm? Oh, my dear old Gray, are you mistaken?" The earl lowered his head and narrowed his cloudy eyes, as if he was talking to the old housekeeper, or he seemed to be talking to himself: "Oh, You said warmth, if he felt even a little bit of warmth in this huge manor, why would he leave in such a hurry? Yes, he left so eagerly, as if... as if he was running away." Hua Lai After the Earl finished speaking, there was a violent cough, and his old body was trembling like a rusty machine.

The old butler hurriedly put down the diary in his hand and handed the earl a clean handkerchief. "I think you should rest..."

Before he finished speaking, Berrand interrupted him: "No, I think, you should continue reading. You know, I am already like this. If you can't think about the days when you were young every day, if you don't think about it... He. Then I really have nothing to do. My dear old housekeeper, you have pity on a dying gentleman."

"Oh God, don't say that. Didn't the doctor say that you will live to be 100 years old, and God will bless a kind gentleman like you." Gray reluctantly picked up the diary and started reading.

"July 1826, 7, today is a cursed day, that goose, oh no, maybe I should call him dear brother, God knows how much I hate him. Father should ask him to take piano lessons with me Oh, piano lessons! How could that wild boy who grew up in the slums understand such an elegant thing as a piano. Sure enough, he is as stupid as a donkey. I am really worried that he will break my expensive Natsia. Natsia Tesia, that's the name of my piano. What's even more annoying is that the goose gave up halfway through his studies. Well, I admit, I'm just bluntly stating the fact that he lacks talent. I You can swear to God that my words are those of a gentleman's upbringing. At least they don't seem to me to be so mean...."

As the Ge □□ family read, the scenes of their youth seemed to appear in their minds.Yes he remembered the piano, well, maybe it should be called Natsia.

At that time, the piano was a luxury that only the royal family and nobles could touch.The piano room is full of lilies in full bloom, and the faint fragrance goes straight into people's nostrils.Simon has only been in the manor for two months, but he has already fully felt that this elder brother, who is more delicate than the most charming priest in their church, is full of hostility towards him, even though he has minimized his sense of existence .The weather that day was great, the golden sunlight seeped in through the transparent glass walls of the piano room, reflecting streamers of light on the ground.When he was led into the piano room by his servants, he saw that scene.The golden sun was pouring down, but it couldn't snatch the youth's brilliance in the slightest. Berlant was wearing a silk shirt with a black vest, and a rose-shaped brooch on his chest.He squinted his eyes slightly, shaking his head lightly with the rhythm, and a stream of smooth and beautiful music flowed under his slender fingers.Simon was stunned, everything in front of him was as holy and charming as heaven.

So when was the last time you saw Berrand playing the piano?By the way, it was that time, the time of eternal grief and eternal pain.

The sound of the piano in the piano room was intense and ups and downs, as if venting anger, no, perhaps it should be said in a positive tone, the sound of the piano is to vent the anger of the player.

"What did you say? You want to get married? You want to marry the merchant's daughter?" The sound of the piano broke in the low range, as if something huge fell down, making people breathless.

"Yes, brother, I'm going to marry Ivy." Simon announced the good news, but there was no happiness on his face.

"Okay, bless you, may you and your wife be happy and healthy." Berlant stepped forward and grabbed Simon's shoulders, as if he wanted to hug him, but also seemed to strangle him to death, "then you will stay away from this manor forever, Stay away from father forever, stay away from me forever!"

"Brother, please don't do this." Simon said stiffly and expressionlessly.

"Don't do this, what is this! Yeah, no matter what I do, you won't like it, okay, okay, okay, go to hell with your playful and smart Miss Ivy!" Berlant shook off Simon, turned around and said heavily Slapped on the piano, his favorite, Natsia, who has been with him for 20 years, let out a mournful cry, "Go away, take the vulgarity in your bones!"

Simon turned and left obediently. When he walked to the corridor, he heard a more tragic cry. It was Natesia crying for himself.The honorable Master Berrand Wallace mercilessly raised his chair and smashed the piano, destroying everything desperately. Berrand himself didn't know what he was doing. At this moment, he was more cruel than the executioner, more cruel than the executioner. The butcher is more rude, but that's what he is, outrageous.However, Simon, who heard all this, never looked back.