Scott suddenly felt restless. He pushed open the door and took a deep breath of damp air.

"If you want to go for a ride in the rain, I don't mind going with you, baby."

Scott raised his chin provocatively: "You are welcome."

"It's such an emotional idea." Rhett's left hand held the umbrella handle firmly, forming a rain-free space above their heads.A curtain of cold, icicle-laced rain blurred Rhett's expression so much that Scott didn't notice the flickering fire in those dark eyes.

They got into Rhett's luxurious and comfortable buggy, and Rhett's right arm was stretched out on the backrest, giving Scott the illusion of being pillowed on each other's arms.

Damn Ashley!Made me nervous!Scott cursed secretly.

By the way, this guy who is addicted to reading and music all day long, what kind of stimulation did he receive?He should know better than anyone else that in the nineteenth century, when the term "homosexuality" had not yet been coined, intimacy between the same sex was a crime!

Perhaps Ashley took him for Scarlett?Although this restrained and self-disciplined aristocrat loves his Melanie deeply, it does not prevent him from having a certain physical fascination with Scarlett (see the original work).Maybe it was because he was so similar to his sister that Ashley made such a dizzy move?

All kinds of thoughts were gradually replaced by increasingly heavy sleepiness.Finally, resting his heavy head on Rhett's stiff arm, he dozed off.

"Why are you always sleepy in front of me, little black cat?" Rhett murmured.

"Because you're a safe guy." Scott said with his eyes closed.

"Security? A pirate, a villain, a scoundrel can make people feel safe? Baby, that's the funniest joke I've heard in ten years."

"Come on, Rhett, you obviously have a warm-hearted chivalrous heart, why do you always pretend to be a bad guy? I know, you are much kinder than you are willing to admit, so you don't have to quibble in front of me." Scott The extra long eyelashes protected the closed eyes, and the corner of the bloodless mouth evoked a smile.

Rhett showed a funny and self-deprecating look, poked him on the head, and said, "What about you? You are still a child, why do you always act like a protector? Not only do you have to protect your family from harm, Still trying to protect our crumbling country? - Don't argue with me about 'everything is for yourself', your behavior, I see it more thoroughly than you - you know, the world today no longer needs heroes and The savior."

"You praise me too much, Rhett. I'm not a savior, I'm just an ordinary person, and I face all the choices of ordinary people." The long eyelashes trembled a few times, and the moment those big green eyes opened, Rui There is a unique illusion of sunshine after rain.

Those eyes are no longer like a calm, waveless and empty lake, no longer without fluctuations and emotions, but like a turbulent sea with undulating waves, the secret vitality hidden in the depths finally show up.

Scott leaned on Ritter's arm and said lazily: "I also had a past that was as free and unfettered as you. At that time, I woke up every morning, faced the vicissitudes of society, and listened to my father's comments and comments. , while cursing damn it, while enjoying breakfast as usual. No way, although I am concerned about the murder case last night, there are more important things—such as exams—that need me to worry.

"Yes, although tragedies happen and repeat in this world every day, I still have my own life to take care of. I spread my hands and shrugged. I'm sorry—that's all—our weakness and powerlessness are conscience. The best protection.

"But one day, things changed. I suddenly discovered that certain tragedies happen... simply because I 'let it happen'... when I knew that a certain conflict could be prevented if I wanted to, so a certain A lonely mother can live without losing her only son. When I know that some boy can not be sacrificed if I choose, so that some returning husband can live to kiss his pregnant wife and his new talking baby My child... how can I not do anything when I know it depends only on my actions?" Those deep lake-like eyes closed again.

Rhett didn't interrupt, he listened quietly.He knew Scott wasn't done talking.

"But at the same time, I know that today's accounts have not been checked, this year's cotton harvest has not been counted, and the homework assigned by the tutor has not been completed... Seeing Ellen's worry and smile, what should I do? How will I sleep next night?"

Scott clenched his fists: "I am an ordinary person, but I have to face such choices every day. I am an ordinary person, and I cannot only care about the happiness of others like a god. People have responsibilities, and I have the responsibility to make the people I love happy. Staying away from my parents, abandoning my sisters, making my family worry about me, abandoning my own responsibilities, and running to take on those more distant and stranger responsibilities, that is What kind of choice? In the eyes of others, how irresponsible is this behavior?"

No matter in his previous life or in this life, he has the responsibility of not being understood by the people around him.

In his previous life, his responsibility was to obey orders and rush to the front line in the most dangerous situation; but in this life...

At that moment, Rhett noticed that the boy's shoulders trembled slightly, as if trying to hold back tears.

His arms on the backrest tightened, and his strong arms wrapped around Scott as softly as a rag doll.Rhett comforted softly and said: "No matter where the responsibility you have to bear comes from, I believe this is a divine cross. We are human beings, not God, but in front of the cross, we can make God's choice. Such a choice It has nothing to do with justice, enthusiasm, or reputation, but it makes people feel moved."

Scott's head hung limply on Rhett's muscular, solid shoulders.He said sullenly: "You can indeed comfort people if you want to, Rhett... although this is not in line with your usual speaking style."

The brilliance of divinity... what a tear-jerking description.But only God knows, he is too tired, too tired, wishing to let go of everything, abandon everything, don't have to worry about anything, don't need to think about anything... Like a normal, ordinary boy, it doesn't take long life.

"How about we travel the world after the war is over?" Rhett smiled slightly, and his low, cello-like voice rang in Scott's ear, "We have enough money and power, and we don't have to force ourselves to see anyone. People who don’t like it don’t have to force themselves to do anything they don’t like, and they don’t have to spin like a top, as if the whole world is beating you.”

……Huh?My mind has been seen through again...

This feeling of not wearing clothes in front of him is simply... terrible...?

The author has something to say: In 1895, Wilde was imprisoned for sodomy.Later, Westerners adopted "homosexuality" instead of "cock rape".

The road ahead is difficult for them.

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