The world we exist in is based on distraction, Spike thought.

Because of distractions, we will be displaced; Because of distractions, we will be anxious; We will be grieved because of the distractions; Because of the turmoil, the transition between life and death alternates like a tidal wave. In this way, the Montgomery family was able to be comfortable and indulge in this long and troubled embankment.

As a result, the chaos goes back and forth, back and forth, surround Spike's every move.

is destined to go in the opposite direction and the trajectory of the world, and the ending, whether it is a very low probability of kindness or falling into the dark seabed, is indispensable for the repeated tapping of hypocrisy.

I can only allow myself to endlessly pretend that it is not my business in the face of those obvious hypocrisy, and in this powerless one-way street, I lose not only those small expectations, but also the trust in people's hearts.

Whether the ever-ending smiling faces are real or not, and whether this is a "close relative" with those flattering expressions of the same nature, Spike doesn't know and can't find out.

None of the medical books could tell him how the woman really meant, and this was answered after Spike had gone through all the books in the Montgomery family's proud three-story library, which was said to contain all the original editions.

As a result, it seems that "hard work" cannot be "made up".

And he still maintains this subtlety. The relationship with the personal maid who is obviously asking to stay by his side.

At a glance, it seems that this is the most appropriate descriptor, but it is a pity that Spike, who obeys his parents and advocates rational thinking, does not know that one of its synonyms is "give up halfway".

Stubbornly guarding the pride of the lonely high. Wanting to test the patience of a fat woman, Spike nervously looks like a young hairy boy for every self-directed and self-acting "you come and go".

But she still impeccablely takes care of her diet and daily life, and still has all kinds of friendly reminders packaged with medical annotations, although she still greets her with a smile.

At this time, in line with the call of the trend of the times, the eldest young master of the Montgomery family had a new attempt - to be a stalker.

Curious about the source of the woman's "friendly reminder", the man dodged in the hallway in an expensive home leisure suit, following behind the fat woman.

At this time, I suddenly thanked my parents for their "style management", and the porcelain vases that must be placed every twenty steps in the corridor just left a shadow for myself to hide. Spike wipes the arc of his sleeve against his own sweat. After the smoothness, a big kiss was loudly imprinted.

After seeing the fat woman enter a room and close the pear wood door, Spike crept over with no temperament.

With the strength he could, pushing the gap open with maximum silence, Spike did all the steps a stalker should do.

I saw the fat woman sitting with her legs together on a wooden box stacked on the ground. The cotton dress was a little deformed because of the plump figure. The raised semicircle makes her look like an enlarged version of a gourd. But instead of making him feel unappetizing, he had a feeling of fulfillment.

Is my taste so unique...... Spike funnily pinched his face.

Let's not say that I don't belong to the ranks of those gentlemen who have achieved nothing and have grass in their stomachs, as the next leader of Montgomery. The hardware and software are absolutely superior, but it is really counterintuitive to have a strong interest in this woman.

However, even though we are well aware of the gaps and possibilities, this emotion is even more vivid, and even irrepressible.

Shaking her head, her mind returned to her body from the top of her head, and looking intently, the woman pulled out a somewhat torn book from her clothes, and then carefully turned it to a page, and then buried herself in the long and deep study.

Spike was slightly stunned, why was he so serious...... To please herself or please herself, there is no shortage of such people around her, but no one can reach the point of her.

Sensing a little dryness in his throat, Spike swallows a mouthful of unsparing saliva with difficulty, his eyes firmly locked on the fat woman's body.

The room was a long-unused storage room, and although there was no place to be found in the Montgomery family's home, perhaps because the room was too remote, there was a slight musty smell in the air.

The light casts through the glass, leaving a warm and shallow imprint around the silhouette of the fat woman's "cute gourd", she purses her chapped lips, her eyebrows and eyes gradually come together and wrinkle into confusion, her head drooping lower and lower as she becomes engrossed, and the expression of gently biting her thumb nail makes Spike stunned.

This fat woman, she is struggling to absorb those obscure knowledge in a half-hung attitude, and the amateur is in a state of mind that is only for me, and I, catering to my parents, the public, the world, and the vanity and self-comfort in my heart, but it is disgusting to be a philistine, think about it, maybe this amateur half-hung is more worthy of admiration.

Mixed emotions swelled up the ventricles with blood vessels, and a moment of curiosity seemed to put him in a more tangled situation, and Spike closed the door of the pear wood room and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

There was a conversation that took place that day:

"Young master, this is the kitchen, what are you looking for? Something tells us to do it. ”

"Uh-ahem, where's the milk?"

"Does the young master want to drink milk, please wait, we will ...... it for you right away"

"Uh, no, me, this, that...... I'm going to use it for experiments. ”

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Even the housekeeper can see that the eldest young master likes to stay at home more and more, although everyone knows that the young master's grades definitely have the privilege of making him take a spontaneous vacation without making a sound, but it is always not good-looking.

"Young master, maybe, uh, you can go to the school to have a look......"

"I don't even know when you'll be able to come and point fingers at me." Glancing coldly at the impeccable butler in formal attire, Spike's tone was ruffian, and his sarcastic tone resembled that of those second ancestors who shamelessly sat on their father's property and only ate and drank and had fun.

"Young Master......"

"I told him to say it." The sudden harsh voice is known as the current head of Montgomery.

Seeing his father walk in, Spike stands up and is about to leave the hall.

"Don't be like Francis, who only knows how to be embarrassed."

Yes, Spike is still powerless to resist the oppression he was born with.

"Young Master, please go slowly." The fat woman, as usual, bent down to see herself off, courteous and silent.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, I couldn't help but look back at the figure still standing there, and I couldn't help but think of the "cute gourd" sitting on the wooden box biting his thumb nails, and the beauty of a moment wandered into the boring and lonely heart.

Why didn't they believe in you?

Why are you here all the time...... At my side, a terminally ill molecule with no cure.

She used her own lieful illness to counteract my sins, and behind her tricks were all difficult and lengthy, but why didn't I have the courage to change the situation in which I had been kept out?

I'm afraid that it will deteriorate over time, and no one can say how far away it will be forever, but until now it is still unharmed, I am bluffing her age, she is beside me, I can't calculate the half-life of this vow, and I look at this grand company with anxiety. (To be continued......) R1292