[Black Butler] Ate that spider

No matter what happens, the police are always the last to arrive, collecting the body if they are dead, and calling an ambulance if they are not dead.Nor was it much different in nineteenth-century London.

Perhaps the only difference was Torrance and Shire standing apart on the street.

"Although you have brought me such a lot of trouble, the magnanimous Majesty Torrance will forgive you mercifully. Don't cry out in gratitude. Lord Torrance is most afraid of others crying." After calming down with a complacent look, he looked at Charles seriously and said, "Especially a beautiful lady like you."

"...Although I really want to beat you up, but for the sake of the clothes you borrowed from me today," Charles pointed to the overcoat he was wearing, and said coldly, "I owe it first. If you ask me again next time Appear in front of me, and I will never let you go."

"You have to be careful, you poor kid who is about to cry in the cage."

"Who is the one who is crying? It's really an understatement."

"I didn't cry! Who cried? I took the cane from that villain's hand very heroically and protected you. Learn how to write the word gratitude for me!"

Charles snorted, ignored him, was picked up by Sebastian, walked to the other side of the street, and disappeared on the streets of London where the snowflakes were flying.

It wasn't until he couldn't see Charles that Torrance put away her confident look, hugged her arm pitifully, chattered her teeth, and looked at Ye Qingzhou with tears in her eyes, like a hungry kitten , I am so wronged.

He pulled the corner of Ye Qingzhou's clothes and whispered, "It's so cold... I'm about to freeze to death..." As he said, he began to pick off Ye Qingzhou's clothes, regardless of whether Ye Qingzhou would be cold or not.No, what is most worth complaining about is that he is so proficient in unbuttoning. With just one sentence, seven or eight buttons have already been undone.

This level of proficiency seems to have been practiced more than once. . .

Ye Qingzhou, who hadn't felt the crisis yet, glanced at Torrance who was only wearing a vest and a shirt, sighed, took off his tuxedo helplessly, and asked while taking it off, "If it's so cold, why didn't you just wear it?" Get your clothes back."

Obviously a second ago, it was still a pitiful kitten in the water. Hearing this sentence, he immediately showed his paws, stretched his muscles, and tried to expand his body, turning into a wet, slightly bigger kitten in the water. Cat, but he seems to think that he looks more dignified like this, and said with a straight face: "It's not a gentleman's job to lose face in front of women." Is it even worse?

Before he pretended to be a 'gentleman' for a second, he showed a crying expression again.His face was pale with cold, and tears were rolling in his eyes. He stared straight at Ye Qingzhou's eyes with a pleading look, "It's really cold, Claude, if I freeze to death on my birthday, you Will you buy my matches?"

"Matches?" Squatting down, Ye Qingzhou, who was afraid that he would still be cold, took off his vest and put it on Torrance, fastened the buttons one by one, then put the tuxedo on the outside, and fastened the buttons.During this period, Torrance has been very quiet, just staring at Ye Qingzhou with her blue eyes wide open, as if she wants to engrave this moment in her mind, and it will never fade with time and become A kind of eternity that I used to regard as hypocrisy.The smile on the corner of his mouth was full of satisfaction.

Torrance didn't know if he deliberately wore too thin clothes to get Claude's attention or just followed the trend, but do things in the world have to be clear and clear?

The answer is no.

Wearing oversized clothes, the long hem of the tuxedo was dragged on the snow, he was wrapped in the clothes, wrapped in Ye Qingzhou's breath, he ran around Ye Qingzhou, and his empty sleeves swiped in mid-air Through the arc like a swallow gliding in the sky.Stopping, looking at Ye Qingzhou, with a sad look on his face, he said submissively: "I'm selling matches, I'm selling matches, who will buy my matches? Sir, do you need matches?" He threw his empty The sleeves—the arms were tucked into the clothes—suddenly realized, "So I don't have any matches anymore. Where's the basket? Where's the basket?" He turned around as if he was looking for a basket, but assuming he couldn't find anything, he turned around in frustration , and said to Ye Qingzhou, "I'm sorry sir, I don't have any matches, the basket and my arm are gone, I think it must be Santa's prank, so now I have only myself...you have to buy me Is it? Although I'm just a poor kid with no matches and no arms..."

Ye Qingzhou put one hand on his hair and rubbed it. The gentle movement made Torrance blush a little.It's a brutal story, no arms, no match boy to live on, and while Torrance is entertaining, the pain of the bond link is real when he says he has nothing existing.

Is he joking?Or do you hide your sincerity in casual and cruel jokes, hoping to test out the sincerity of others?If the fool who was tested really took this as a joke and replied, "I don't need a useless and crippled guy like you", then would Torrance, who had always been vulnerable, cry inwardly and grow up? He smiled and replied, "I don't need such an idiot either!"

The idiot was himself.Torrance said he didn't need himself either.

Looking at this question again, he is asking, if he is so useless, will anyone really need it?

"Well, I want to buy you." Ye Qingzhou took out his pocket, found it was empty, "but I'm poor, I'm afraid I can't afford you."

"I'm not worth much, after all, I'm just a poor little match boy."

"No, in my opinion, even all the treasures of King Solomon can't buy even one fingernail of yours."

"You are really good at talking, since this is the case, I don't need a poor guy like you who doesn't even have a coat to buy me. I'm going to find the king of the biggest kingdom and live the best life." Life, goodbye, poor man!" After saying that, he turned and left, but was picked up.

"What are you doing!" Tolanxi yelled, pretending to be terrified.

"Of course he took you home forcibly. Seeing such a large piece of treasure and letting him run around, I don't have any trouble in my mind." As he said, he glanced at his pocket watch and pressed Torrance's cheek into his clothes. Well, run faster than when you came here.

"You really are a man without gentlemanly demeanor," Torrance still looked unhappy, and then frowned with a proud look of pity for the poor man, "Then I will go with you, but if you It's not good for me, but I will kill you."

With a joking tone, Ye Qingzhou felt something unusual. He lowered his head and looked at Torrance's face. He had the same expression, except that the eyes were a bit darker, as if there was darkness in them. The place is no different than usual.

It seems to be just vertigo.

In such a hurry, he finally rushed back to Torrance's mansion at [-]:[-], he took Torrance to a courtyard, covered his eyes, "Don't open your eyes until I say yes. "

"Can I ask why?" He said, but no one answered, as if the person had already left.

Torrance closed her eyes and stood alone in the open darkness. Closing her eyes sharpened her five senses, and even the sound of snow falling on the ground was recorded in her ears.

Pat, clack, clatter, that sound, like the whine of gray smoke falling to the ground after the village was burned.

He hated such a voice.However, on the day of his birth, the whole world was surrounded by this ominous voice, as if mocking his birth as a mistake.

He has nothing, God is such a hateful guy, rich people sit on the treasure mountain of wealth and squander the whole world, while poor people will be mercilessly taken away even a little bit of tenderness.

If there is more, let him have more, if there is less, even that point will be deprived.

So he has nothing, and even his favorite brother was snatched away by others and became the food in his stomach.He hated, hated Sebastian, hated the village, hated the old man, and more. . .Own.

If you exist only to add a fortune to those who have a lot, then Chi.bare.If you die naked, then roar, you, who can't afford to build a building, can't let him collapse?

He wanted to destroy everything, but his cowardly self was still bound by the tenderness of the spider, and he actually thought that as long as this was enough, he hoped for sad hope and happiness, and forgot the bloody hatred he was born with.

Such myself. . .make yourself sick.

Thinking about it this way, he didn't intend to listen to Ye Qingzhou's orders anymore, and opened his eyes. There is no such thing as a birthday. . .

He froze.

The snow fell, and the white curtain was lifted by the strong wind. A familiar child in a white knight uniform, with a small sword pinned to his waist, stood in the sky full of hyacinths, smiling from memory.That was the tenderness that he had smacked countless times, relying on the mottled glimmer of happiness to barely support him to live.

The boy gave him a big smile, waved his arms, and yelled, "ANI (brother)!" and ran towards him, jumping into his arms as eagerly as he did every time he came home. , rubbed.

"That's right, why are you disobedient?" Ye Qingzhou, who was pushing the cake, sighed, followed by the three brothers holding musical instruments, "In the melodious music, slowly opening your eyes is the most poetic ..."

"Shut up! Pervert!" Luca turned his face away and reprimanded Ye Qingzhou, turned around, with a smile on his face again, and wiped away the tears that didn't know when Torrance's face fell, "Hey, brother, I'm back."

Now, brother, I'm back.

These were the sweetest words Torrance had ever heard in his life. The sweet feeling paralyzed his tongue and pulled the corners of his mouth apart, making him unable to show any other expressions and speak other languages ​​except for a smile.

He paused, looked up, and saw the heavy snow, and the scent of hyacinth flowers in his nose. Is all this a dream?still. . .Fairy magic?

"Let's dance while there's still time." Ye Qingzhou said, and after finishing speaking, Luka ran over and kicked him, shoved a violin into his hand in annoyance, and said in a nasty voice: "You need to have a supporting role or something." Consciousness of a supporting role!"

Ye Qingzhou said helplessly: "I wanted to say it a long time ago. Tolanxi, you have to take care of your brother, or this brat will be beaten sooner or later."

"No," Torrance wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath and shouted, "My brother is not wrong! Give me a bit of self-consciousness as a supporting role, dead spider!" After speaking, he hugged Luka together belly laugh.

In the warm enchantment, the two children laughed at each other, as if they had found something funny.

Smiling, Torrance's expression became serious. He took off his ill-fitting clothes and only wore his shirt. He walked in front of Luca with the most standard aristocratic steps, bent down, and stretched out a hand, "Can you Would it be an honor for you to dance with me, my knight."

"Yes your highness." Luca replied, showing a big smile.

There should be music here.

Ye Qingzhou set up the violin, moved his fingertips slightly, and there was a gentle music flowing out along with the vibrating strings.

Torrance dances with Luca.

This night, the snow didn't stop, the music didn't stop, and the dancing didn't stop.It wasn't until the two of them were almost tired that they moved to the bedroom reluctantly, lying on the soft bed, with Luca's chin resting on Torrance's arm.

"Do you still remember the big stupid dog in the Smith family? The one that was fierce to you every time, and then I secretly threw stones at it."

"Brother is great!"

"And that dead brat in Hankton, even if you don't tell me, I know he beats you all the time, so I pushed him down the hill and broke his head, you don't know, he lay motionless on the ground It was fun."

"My brother is really great! Is it the hillside next to the swing? Actually, I thought so too, but I'm still not as courageous as my brother."

"Of course, I'm an older brother."

After listening to it for a long time, the more he listened, the more he felt that the tone of the conversation was completely wrong. Ye Qingzhou said weakly: "It's wrong to hit people casually."

"Shut up! Pervert!" ×2.

Looking at each other who had an astonishing synchronization rate with them, Luca and Torrance laughed again.

Looking at these two people who are surprisingly similar to each other, Ye Qingzhou feels that his internal organs are all twisted into a ball.

"That... where do I sleep at night..." Ye Qingzhou looked at the occupied bed and asked.

"Don't you have a deacon's bedroom? Go back to sleep." It was Luca Crossing the River and Breaking the Bridge Macon who spoke.

"My bed was burned..." Ye Qingzhou, who was completely innocent, stared at Torrance hard, hey, the guy who burned the bed, I feel a little guilty anyway.

Torrance also stared at him seriously, "Why are you so stupid."

Please call him Alois Totally Not Guilty Torrance.

"...Even if I buy a bed tomorrow, where should I sleep today?" Ye Qingzhou had to compromise.

Luka took out a quilt from the cabinet and threw it on the carpet, "Sleep on the floor."

Ye Qingzhou looked at Torrance, only to see Torrance touched Luca's head and smiled, "Luka is so smart."

Ye Qingzhou, who was shrunk miserably on the ground, looked up, and saw Torrance's head resting on Luca's shoulders, the two of them stared at him condescendingly with four eyes, with the same teasing smiles on the corners of their mouths, I vaguely saw a big spider lying on the little spider's back, opening and closing its mouth pliers, staring at him eagerly.

he thinks. . .

This day is over!

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Self-inflicted. . .Ye Qingzhou. . .