Angel on earth

Bell Mountain is not high, but it occupies a large area. The two wings of the hillside surround Mirror Lake, one side extends to the main city of Wakefield, and the other side gradually changes to the Amherst Forest.The ruins of the Emerald City are located on the top of the Bell Mountain, and the side of the Mirror Lake is a steep cliff.To this day, there are still scorched burn marks on the top of the cliff.

On weekends, people in the city would take a horse-drawn carriage to the outskirts of the forest, but there were no other buildings beside the mirror lake except for a cabin used by forest rangers and border guards for temporary rest, so it was very quiet in the afternoon.

Mikhail and his party went up the mountain road, and the coachman stopped five miles away from the destination according to the agreement.But he will wait for the Victor brothers and sisters to come back before returning, after all Mikhail paid the full amount in advance.Victor, who was full of food and drink, took Catherine to lead the way, and Mikhail followed, holding Aaron's hand tightly.

Actually, it was Aaron who held his hand.Victor told Mikhail as he walked that this place was haunted, and it was not to blame the coachman for not coming. When the Edwards family died 300 years ago, regardless of whether they were vampires or not, there were always many ordinary people among their knights, servants, farmers, and slaves, and they were massacred indiscriminately, with a large number of corpses They were directly pushed off the city wall and thrown into Mirror Lake, and more were burned alive in the castle.

Victor was talking in front, and Aaron grabbed Mikhail from behind, his teeth were chattering, and he lowered his head and bit the cloak piled around his neck.Mikhail didn't want to teach Victor to see, so he picked up Aaron, patted and stroked his back.But Aaron didn't want him to pat him on the back, Aaron bit his hand, and even though it didn't leave a mark, Mikhail hugged him knowingly so that he could bury his head on his shoulder.

Victor and Christine looked back, but they would not say anything bad in front of the employer. The elder brother also cleverly expressed his concern and blessings for Dr. Edwards' condition.In his opinion, the doctor himself could not survive today, but some kind of desire was sustaining him.

Kristin was a young, thin girl, and Mikhail couldn't see and was afraid of bumping Aaron, so the four moved slowly.The bright sun soon slanted westward, pulling out long and thin shadows from the sparse and disorderly forest.On both sides of Bell Mountain, in Wakefield City and Amethyst Forest, the roar of machines still seems to be faintly heard. The smoke dyes the sky in this season into a solemn and indifferent blue-gray. The golden red sun was still warm.

The three of them started climbing the mountain.Christine couldn't move anymore, but still gritted her teeth and said nothing.Because of Aaron's rustling in his arms, Mikhail also thought wildly. He didn't know whether it was nervousness or joy. For a moment, he completely forgot that there was a weaker girl here, and accidentally stepped on a rock. , startled the siblings.

Just when Kristen was panting and Victor was about to stop and carry his sister up the mountain, a hoarse and dull voice came from Mikhail's arms:

"I've had a good rest. Misha, take Ms. Christine for a while."

As he said that, he twisted and twisted in the cloak like a worm, struggled twice in Mikhail's stiff arms, jumped down easily, and landed unsteadily on the ground, his joints creaking Sour sound.Christine looked up at him, only to feel that the green eyes behind the lenses were cold and guilty, and she felt that she was disliked.

Children from poor families are very sensitive to such things, but they are always forced to ignore them.She didn't want Victor to bend his back like the miners' children, so she skillfully pulled out an innocent smile and said flatteringly to Aaron:

"Thank you, Dr. Edwards! You are such a kind man! Thank you too, Mr. Misha. May God bless you!"

Aaron froze for a moment, looked away, and took their suitcases from Mikhail.Mikhail unscrewed the kettle, waited for him to drink the water, then bent down without saying a word, and picked up Christine.

The group speeded up a little, and when Aaron saw the tangled old sycamore tree, he stopped Victor: "You can take your sister back, before it gets dark."

The secret of Victor's likability is that he is not curious about the words and deeds of his employer. At this time, he was just out of politeness. After thanking him, he asked:

"What do you guys do after dark? The hut by the lake can probably hide from the wind, but, you know, it's a bit... spooky after all."

He said the last word very softly, even shrinking his head.Dr. Edwards showed a subtle, sarcastic but bleak smile, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's nothing to be afraid of. Well, take Christine and go home. Today is a good day, I hope you have a good meal Great dinner."

Mikhail put down Kristin silently, straightened up quickly, and turned his head away, as if sullen, but he couldn't see his face clearly even against the light.Aaron didn't dare to look up, and paid the brother and sister a blank expression, and watched them hold hands and hurried down the mountain.

He took a deep breath, suddenly grabbed the clothes around Mikhail's waist, and led him up the mountain.Mikhail was a little startled, and he dragged him away awkwardly. He suddenly felt a change in temperature and humidity, and knew that they had come to the shadow of a lifeless tree.He raised his head blankly, and Aaron was still holding on to his clothes vigilantly, as if he was afraid that he would accompany him here out of "Mikhail's" sense of justice and conscience, and would soon return to Lieyang City.

The suitcase and Aaron's precious medicine box inside fell to the ground with a bang, and the chain buckle fell off. Mikhail had picked up this box by luck in the first place, and the lock buckle was broken.Aaron lowered his head, swallowed, and grabbed Mikhail's skirt, but didn't know how to speak or what to say.

This is so embarrassing.He thought vaguely and painfully that Mikhail should not have become like this for him, nor should any innocent and happy young man.He woke up slowly, and the last picture in his memory was Jeanne kissing his cheek and saying Happy New Year.

But in this slowly sinking sunset, he thought of countless clips of Mikhail smiling and kissing him.Here is Noren, he knew that the Emerald City was in front of him, Mikhail didn't know anything, but Mikhail brought him back.

Even in his most desperate and self-destructive moments, he never dreamed of being saved in this way.There is no rush, no fatigue, a kiss when the sun rises, a warm embrace when the night comes, and miraculously, everything passes.This has surpassed the free reap of the old-fashioned nobles. Only God would be willing to treat His beloved Son so kindly.But then how could he speak?While on this journey, he lost Mikhail.

There was silence on the top of the mountain, and even the rustling of leaves and withered grass seemed to come from far away.

There was a whimper of a dog or a wolf above his head, and Aaron raised his head hurriedly. A few tears fell on his face, flowing down his forehead and nose, and even his glasses were wet.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I don't want to cry, I mean..." Mikhail murmured with his head down, and wiped his tears with the back of his hand, but wept harder.Aaron climbed onto a nearby rock, tiptoed to catch his big hand covering his face, kissed his wet wrist, and said:

"I should say sorry, Mishenka."

Mikhail's tears were bitterer than winter steel, but he hiccupped and said willfully, "Call me Misha."

"Why do you want to change it to Misha again, good Misha?"

Having said that, Aaron didn't complain, but just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, Mikhail is still so cute, that is the hope of the world.That's how young people should be, they want what they think of, and everything in the world should revolve around him.Mikhail is worthy of this self-willedness, not to mention, he speaks like a baby.

Mikhail sniffed his nose twice more, stopped crying embarrassingly, and said with a blushing face, "You called me Misha when you were in Potosí."

Aaron thought of the 16-year-old Mikhail. He was in a trance for a while, and said softly with joy and sadness: "How can you not change at all, Misha. Did I make you suffer a lot?"

"no!"

Mikhail replied loudly, sniffling his nose and giggling, his eyes were bent so that he couldn't see the golden light clearly even in the setting sun.

He wanted Aaron to call him Mesha because he couldn't see.The "Mesha" in Federal language is not the same as that in Norren language. Aaron would call him in the former way, staying on the stress of "one" for a moment longer.At that time, Aaron would subconsciously lift his chin and narrow his eyes, making it look like he was smiling at all times.

Aaron looked up at him and said, "I like it when you call me Aaron, too. You know that, Misha? When you call me that, you hang on 'ya' a little longer, so you're always smiling. You It's pretty in any way, and calling me 'Arnold' drags the 'ah' a bit longer than the other Potosians. — Sorry, it's always bad luck staying with me."

"It's not because of that!" Mikhail cried again, "I did it myself, I have to eat the pain myself, you can't be a god—others did it for you! I did it Yes, because I like you, I like you so much... No one is better than you, but I am not because of this... I just like you. I like you when I was in Potosi, and I will not lie, Why don't you trust me?"

Aaron grabbed his shoulders and taught him to lean closer, and he leaned over to kiss his wet white eyelashes, and gently sucked the tears that kept gushing from those eyes.He had never tasted such a bitter taste, but it was clearly a fresh and irresistible taste, and it was not comparable to the Fountain of Youth in the ancient legends of Norn.

Sobbing, Mikhail grabbed his sleeve at the elbow, bent slightly, raised his chin, and asked him for some comfort.

"Misha." Aaron just wiped his eyelashes, and there was a little tremor in his calm voice, "What's wrong with your eyes?"