"It's been a long time since I've walked this far, and I'm really tired. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Franklin gasped and walked into his manor, where a servant had already come and opened the door.

Cleveland Manor is a strange manor, not luxurious, but refreshing. There are a large number of sunflowers planted in the farm, and although the blooming season has passed, you can still imagine the day the flowers bloom.

Perhaps it was the golden yellow reflecting the gold, sprinkling brilliant light on each other and lighting up the eyes that passed them. There may be a young girl, sitting quietly among them, letting the sunlight shine through the gap between the sunflowers and turn her into a golden yellow, peaceful and quiet, and listening to the wind.

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"Alas, I'm getting older, I've only been walking for a long time, and I can't bear this old bone, it seems that this swamp doesn't belong to me anymore." Old Franklin sat a little sadly on the soft chair covered with the furs of some unknown animal, and smacked his lips weakly.

Luo Hanya sipped the hot coffee brought by a servant while looking at the complicated old gentleman with calm eyes. Maybe he didn't want to be born all these years, whether it was a paranoid lawsuit or other ridiculous things he did, but he didn't want to admit that he was old. In the long years he spent, the people who had been with him left this world one by one, including his beloved wife, and now he was the only one left. Maybe he's tired of it, and just wants to try the ridiculous things he didn't do when he was younger, and he obviously won't admit that he's old until those wishes are fulfilled.

"Uncle, this swamp will always be yours." Sir Henry shook his head and said with a smile, "I have only come here now, and I still need your master to take care of me." ”

"Good, good! As long as the old fellow is alive, I will definitely take care of you. Franklin laughed relaxedly, and he told the butler to hurry up and set up a feast, "By the way, go and call Adeline, there's a guest coming." ”

"Won't Miss be inconvenient, after all, ......"

"It's all right, call her and tell him that Sir Hall's nephew, Henry, is here."

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"Miss, my lord asked you to prepare, there is a guest coming, it is Sir Henry of the Bach family."

Franklin was clearly a carnivore, and the dinner was quite sumptuous, including turkey, *** ham and a few plates of exotic produce, as well as a bottle of fine wine from Burgundy.

"Come on! Henry, you kid is a good mouthful, your uncle has begged me several times before I let him have a drink. Franklin stroked his beard and said triumphantly.

At this time, the evening wind blew from the depths of the moor, and a few rays of the setting sun poured through the windows, and Sir Henry and Franklin chatted happily, and Luo Hanya looked at them with a smile, and only the servants who served the food went back and forth.

A sound of soft footsteps came from the door of the house, it was obvious that this was not the servant serving the food, Luo Hanya turned around curiously, and saw a woman walking slowly at the door not far from him.

Luo Hanya was stunned for a moment, and praised in his heart, "It is indeed a beauty." "The girl who came to him is indeed the most extraordinary type. There is such a significant difference in the faces of father and daughter, probably because she inherited her mother's appearance.

She was of moderate complexion, with pale hair and gray eyes, and her complexion was darker than that of any dark-skinned girl in England, and she was slender and well-mannered. She was born with a delicate and beautiful face, and her facial features were so upright that she would have looked cold if it weren't for her sensual lips and beautiful black eyes. She has a perfect figure, and with her noble clothes, she is like the darling of the silent moor, oh no! No simply, she is.

Luo Hanya admired it, and while retracting his gaze, he saw Sir Henry's obsessive appearance—he still tried to talk to Franklin, but his eyes were from time to time into the distance, and his hands were unnaturally arranging his clothes, not wanting his bad appearance to be seen by the lovely man.

"Oh, Mr. Franklin, I think that must be your daughter." Luo Hanya deliberately raised his voice.

The girl sat down, her hair tied up, and she looked pretty again, and she sat down on a stool that the butler had pulled out.

"This is my daughter, Adeline," said Franklin, smiling at Sir Henry, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief that he had just finished chewing.

Sir Henry pressed all his nervousness and panic to the depths of his heart, and nodded with a smile to the young lady opposite.

But Luo Hanya was surprised to find that this young lady's eyes looked a little pale. He saw the girl smile slightly at Sir Henry, but did not seem to look at him.

His eyes were a little blank, as if he was still thinking about something while looking at Sir Henry. Luo Hanya thought of sunflowers inexplicably, thought of some sunflowers that had withered in the breeze, and Luo Hanya suddenly thought of what he had seen in a book: "Sunflowers, silent love." ”

Franklin glanced at his daughter sitting at the table with pity, and then at the young man who looked directly at his daughter, and said with a serious expression: "Henry, what do you think of my daughter?" ”

"Huh?" Sir Henry had evidently not expected Franklin to ask such a sudden question, his face flushed, and he was in a hurry as if he were trying to justify something.

Franklin couldn't help laughing at Sir Henry's embarrassment, "You just tell me the truth, what's so embarrassing, don't you think my daughter is too ugly?" ”

"No, no! Ling Ai is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I thought it was too beautiful, so I was stupid. Sir Henry looked at Adeline, who had blushed with her head down, and said in a panic.

"Then I have to tell you something." Franklin put away the smile on his face and looked seriously into Sir Henry's eyes, "My daughter, she can't see. ”

"Huh? It doesn't matter, alas? Are you saying Adeline can't see? Sir Henry asked, awoke from a dream, in astonishment.

"Yes, Adeline she can't see." Franklin kept staring into Sir Henry's eyes as he spoke, and if Henry had flinched the slightest, he would have immediately identified the lad as the least welcome here.

But apparently Sir Henry did not disappoint him, and Henry's eyes were bright and determined, and met Franklin's sharp eyes.

"So what?" (To be continued.) )