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In this world, everyone is a moon.

"Joseph...De La Thornes."

When I pronounce the name, my heart seems to stop.My mind was also blank, and I stood numbly, unable to recover for a long time.

"What are you doing?"

The photographer's cold voice sounded behind me, but at this moment, I couldn't feel the tension of being caught.

My thoughts seemed to be stagnant, and I was completely occupied by this name. What I said to Marta seemed to be still in my ears.

And... my badge.

――An astonishing secret.

I slowly turned around and looked at Joseph's face, which was so beautiful that it was not human. He was like an elf walking out of an oil painting. The long river of time washed him once, but did not leave any traces.

There was no sign of time passing on him.

"Joseph De La Thornes?"

Before I met him, I never thought that everything would be arranged as ingeniously as destiny.It seems that Satan is smiling in front of my eyes, like the figure of my mother going away, these are all unforgettable gifts given to me by fate.

I stared at him, looked at him carefully, and couldn't believe it.

...Before everything was thoroughly verified, I couldn't believe that I actually met a person who was my contemporaries.

He looked at me calmly, and my figure was reflected in his jewel-like eyes. I knew that my face must be pale now.

The photographer slowly opened his lips:

"It's down."

"...you are from that family..."

"Yes."

I was unsteady for a moment, my eyelashes trembled, recalling the previous game, my voice began to tremble: "Then...then you said before..."

——I have an old relationship with Yegel's family.

Clutching the book hard, looking at those silent eyes, those past times, the old shadows of London hidden in the fog, rushed towards my face at this moment.

"...I should have thought of it earlier." I murmured in a low voice.

Why let me go.

Why do you say - the second time.

Why take my badge.

Why do the high-ranking regulators and the flowers blooming on the cliffs and mountains take such good care of me.

There has never been good intentions without a reason in the world.

Now everything has an explanation - because he is Joseph De La Thornes.

Because he is mine, fiancé.

"I haven't seen him... But, after all, the engagement is here."

Fate has arranged for us to meet here, at Odiris Manor, to join two different camps.

Such a coincidence, yet so unfortunate.

The air became quiet, and the young man looked like the lover that every girl imagined in her dreams, so delicate and handsome, elegant and noble, and polite and considerate, making people impeccable.

I smelled the aroma of black tea floating in the air. The tea art of young people should be superb, but I have no intention to taste it.

In the face of the shocking truth, everything becomes dull.

I lowered my eyes, digesting the facts bit by bit, and more and more details came to my mind one by one.

My face was pale, I bit my lip, there was no blood in those blue eyes, he thought for a while, moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.

Yes, he should have explained it to me.

What can I say?

Said he knew my identity, so let me go in the game?

I suddenly remembered what he once said to me - "This is the second time."

The second time, will there be a third time, a fourth time?

I already know……

I lowered my head and rushed to speak in front of him. I didn't want to hear him say it to me: "Since you know...so, it turns out that I was thinking too much." I tried to suppress my voice, calm myself down, Save a little bit of my poor self-esteem - the game and communication between the nobles don't need to talk too much, just tacit understanding between each other, as long as the other party hints a little, there will always be a little room for both parties to save face.

I ran with all my strength, and I just wanted to run away immediately.

"It's getting late, Beth Fenli has been bothering you for a long time, it's time to leave."

I saluted him hastily, and saw a slight frown on his face, and he ran out with his head down.

...He probably thinks that I am too ignorant.

My heart was in a mess, I didn't care about anything, I just wanted to get out of here quickly, I almost bumped into someone when I went downstairs, said "sorry" and ran all the way.

A quick glance revealed that the man had never seen him before. He looked quite handsome, but his expression was very fierce.

"Hey--"

I ignored him, and forgot about the dangerous overseers, and ran out the gate into the mist.

...just go back, I need to calm down.

When the clown came back, he was almost hit by someone running down the stairs.

——Of course there was no real collision. With the supervisor's skills, unless it was intentional, it is basically impossible for an accident to happen.

The clown has a weird personality, like fire, medicine, and the barrel ignites at a touch. He was rude to several colleagues, but he didn't expect that person to run away.

Didn't give him a chance at all.

"A girl?"

Seeing the appearance of that person clearly, he froze for a moment, it wasn't his colleagues... He was clearly a survivor!

A survivor who appeared in the supervisor's dormitory!

A cruel and excited smile appeared on his face... A lamb that appeared in the wolf's den, survivors were always prey in front of the regulators.

Just as he was about to catch up, a cold voice sounded behind him: "Please stay, Mr. Juke."

Looking back, the newcomer who had not been in the manor for a long time was holding a western knife in his hand, and a thin layer of frost seemed to be condensed in his jewel-like blue eyes.

Seeing him like this, Qiu Ke thought of something, and smiled strangely: "Why, you brought that survivor in?"

Joseph looked at him coldly.

Knowing that the newcomer doesn't like to talk, Qiu Ke didn't care if he didn't want to talk to him or not, and he didn't rush to chase after him: "It's already dark, she will be torn apart by those little things in the fog... remember to bring more next time People are coming, it would be good to listen to their wailing more." He went upstairs with a strange smile.

Joseph let the clown pass by with no expression on his face, and then walked towards the gate. His figure was quickly lost in the mist.

"Why Jack, do you want to go out at night?" The clown's loud voice came from behind.

"Do not."

Jack gracefully walked out of the corridor on one side, and with golden eyes glanced at the mist outside the door, he said casually, "It's just a little curiosity."

It was him!It really is him! !

I ran all the way, and didn't stop until an identical manor appeared in front of me again.

No matter how unguided survivors run in the fog, they will always come to one place.

My heart was beating wildly, and I still hadn't calmed down. I looked at the misty and empty surroundings blankly. It seemed that there was only Odiris Manor in the world.

I have nowhere to go, a lost traveler, I have no other choice but to push open the rusted iron gate.

Involuntarily, it was the same in the past, and it is the same now.

Just struggling.

Touching his chest, his mother's pendant was still well hidden under the collar.

I glanced at the gray and completely dark sky, my mind was filled with all kinds of emotions, and I finally suppressed it, pushed the door and walked into the manor.

I didn't meet anyone all the way into the hall, which made me who had been cautious all the time couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Just as I was about to go upstairs, a person came out from the corridor leading to the garden on the other side: "Miss Beth Fenley."

I hurriedly stood still, trying to act like I just came back from a walk: "Mr. Roy."

The magician smiled at me politely: "Did you just come back from your walk?"

"Yes, I walked around the garden and went to the front yard."

"Your book seems to be missing?"

"This, Marta borrowed it, and said she would return it to me in a few days."

The lies fabricated in desperation are easily exposed, and my heart can't help but lift up.

"Miss Beth Fenley is really a devout believer, and it seems that Bethanfell has also been influenced." The magician said, as if he believed my words: "That's right, when I was in the manor, I often asked God prays."

I forced a smile: "God will bless every believer, Mr. Roy."

Walking to the floor where my room is, I finally had a reason to get rid of him: "I'll go back to my room to rest first, good night, sir."

"Good night."

As if I was pardoned, I went back to the room and closed the door, leaning on the door to calm my heart that was beating too fast.

A farce finally came to an end.

The author has something to say: Note: I forgot where I quoted the first sentence at the beginning of the article. The original sentence is almost: Everyone is the moon and has a dark side.

Irresponsible little theater that has nothing to do with the main text:

"To Mister Joseph:

Your fiancée has arrived at the courier point of Odiris Manor, please go and check in time.

Mystery man. "

Joseph, who has been single for 60 years and never married: ? ? ?