After Marilith had finished dinner and arranged other work, she took Rosina to the dining room. There were several empty bottles on the table, and Mrs. Dermot and Hermione were snuggling up to each other to toast, or better yet, Hermione was holding Dermot.

"It's better to be uninhibited like this, I envy you, Lady Hermione. I can only live in this place for the rest of my life, and you can walk the whole world. ”

"Everyone's life is different, we can only have ourselves, and we can't learn from other people's experiences. It's good to be envious, don't be too deliberate. And I'm very dangerous, maybe one day I'll be gone. Madame, you still have such a lovely Hans with you, don't worry too much. ”

Uh, Mrs. Dermot spat out the wine, "yes! I still have Hans, and I have them. And you can talk, I probably get it. If only I were as attractive as you. ”

"Madam, you are also very attractive, no worse than me, I didn't mean that."

Mrs. Dermot leaned weakly against Hermione, the wine glass in her hand clenched tightly. Hermione, for some reason, nodded and continued to drink with Mrs. Dermot, leaving her class tomorrow behind.

Marielis came to the side and reminded Mrs. Dermot that she was older than Mrs. Dermot and that it was the first time she had seen her like this since she had been with her since she was a child.

"Marilis, you've just arrived, let's have a taste and sit on my side."

"Ma'am, Lady Hermione has a lesson to Master Hans tomorrow, which is not good."

"Is that so? Ms. Hermione, let's continue tasting another day! There are many other kinds in the cellar that are guaranteed you will enjoy. ”

"Well, you can find me if you have any troubles, I know a little bit about psychology."

Eventually, Marylith helped Mrs. Demotte away, and Hermione said goodbye to them and returned to her room, where the maid Dafik was holding a stack of dresses and skirts on Hermione's bed and was helping her put them in the cupboard. Seeing Hermione, who smelled of some alcohol, come back and hurriedly spoke.

"Madame asked me to put it here, and she said you can wear it if you like."

Dafik was about the same age as Rosina, with a flat face, black and reddish hair, and much shorter than Hermione.

"Thank you, Dafic, I want to take a shower."

"Please choose your clothes and come with me, Ms. Hermione."

In the private bathroom, the drunken Mrs. Dermot soaked in the bathtub, constantly thinking about the troubles of this time and the relief of the past few days, and Hermione's words woke her up. Marilith crouched down and was constantly wiping her body with soap.

"Alright, so be it! Marylith. ”

In the spacious master bedroom, on the silky warm bed, Mrs. Dermot sat half-sat on the bed in her pajamas, her hair scattered behind her head, and stopped Marylith when she saw her about to push the door open.

"Marilis, you wash in the bathroom inside! I have something I need your help with. ”

"Ma'am, but I don't have a change of clothes here."

"You can wear mine first. There are no outsiders here, you don't have to see outsiders so much. ”

Hermione returned to the room in a beige coat and a white nightdress, but there was no one else in the guest area, except for the master area opposite.

Just as Hermione was about to sit down and think about how to leave her mark, there was a knock on the door. Opening the door, Hans and Ade, dressed in a nightgown and wearing a nightcap, were outside, and Hermione didn't know why her eyes kept on people's chests.

"Is there something wrong with you? Especially you, Hans, it's time to sleep. ”

"Sister Hermione, let's go up there and see the starry sky here, you'll love it."

Thinking it was something terrible, Hermione pulled on her coat and followed Hans to a staircase, as if it had been put up temporarily and could be disassembled.

"You can see it if you climb up, but be careful not to make a noise, it's a little close to Mom's room."

After Hans finished speaking, he went up the stairs and opened the skylight to go outside, and Hermione looked at Adele next to her.

"You go first, I'll help you hold it."

After saying that, Hermione wrapped her hand around Adele and quickly came to it, without making a sound.

Outside, there is a small platform here, some fallen leaves and water marks, it is rare that the crimson moon does not come out tonight to spoil the scenery, and the Milky Way above is bright and the stars are shining. The view from the ground is only a rough outline, with occasional bright lights in the distance.

"Sister Hermione, do you know what that star is called? The one that emits blue light, and the one not far away, has a strong white light. ”

Hermione was alert, instinctively telling herself that she couldn't look at these things, and that she would just say it casually.

"Those stars that should represent the gods, you can look at the constellations or the introduction of the gods. And don't look at the things on it, especially the telescopes and observation aids, or the gods will punish you. ”

Hans and Adele hurried to the god of knowledge and wisdom to ask for forgiveness. Hermione wondered who had made them interested in this, and who was not interested in researching it.

In the master bedroom, Mrs. Dermot was half-lying on the bed, holding a book in her hand, and was watching intently by the light of a lamp. The cover picture is simple, the "Carol" art word is outlined with blue and white lines, the writer Jane, if Hermione is here, she will definitely complain again, this guy is simply Rousail's second.

Marylith came out of it in a rose-pink nightdress, and her dark linen hair naturally spread out, giving her a youthful look.

Dermot saw Marylith come out and put the book in his hand away.

"Marilis, sleep with me tonight, I haven't spoken to you in a long time."

"Ma'am, what if Master Geisler returns? I'd better go back to sleep. ”

"There are no outsiders here, if only you call me Dermot, and if he comes back, will I still do this?"

Seeing Marilis, who was still a little hesitant, Dermot directly and forcefully asked Marilis to lie down beside him, then leaned on her chest and took Marilis's hand and put it on his body.

"Marilis, how many years we've been together, do you remember?"

"It's been 22 years! You were only 6 years old and I was 9 years old at the time, so I didn't expect that time to pass. ”

"Thank you, Marylith, for always being by my side."

"I'm just going to thank you, Dermot, if it weren't for you, I might have been reduced to a street girl."

"Everyone has a time when they are young and deceived, am I not too? Are you still resentful of Ade? ”

Speaking of this, the breath in the back of his head was obviously confused.

"I'm just resenting myself, and seeing her is like seeing me when I'm younger."

"She's 15 years old, too, almost your age."

"I'd rather let her stay with Young Master Hans like this stupidly for the rest of her life, rather than be deceived like me."

"You're too absolute, it's not good. It's late at night and it's time to go to bed, it's been a long time since we've talked like this. ”

"I...

Marilis was about to say something, but found that Dermot in his arms had turned around, looked at herself, and pulled the quilt on.

"Can't you stay with me?"

Hermione on the small platform asked Hans, who had been watching for a while, to hurry back to sleep, and Ade, who was next to her, was about to fall asleep on her own.

"If you don't study hard and fail the monthly exam, I'll be expelled from here."

Hearing this, Hans hurriedly went down, and Hermione also hugged Adele and quickly came down, closing the skylight by the way.

"Sister Hermione, you're in good hands."

"Don't be poor, go back to sleep."

After interrupting Hans, Hermione turned to ask Ade, who was a little confused.

"Isn't Mr. Geisler coming back?"

"No, the master estimates that it will take a week to come back."

"Take Hans back to rest!"

Hermione watched them close the door and returned to her room, just in time to write to Royce and the family to talk about the situation, urge the two sisters to study, and tease Glore.

In the dark streets of Carmarytown, outside the neatly planned and clean houses of several new single-family houses, a black shadow quickly walked by, followed the guardrail to the courtyard of one of the buildings, and disappeared into the darkness.

In the lavishly decorated bedroom, the crystal chandelier on the top glows a warm yellow glow, the floor is covered with an embroidered beige wool carpet, and the walls are decorated with green patterned silk. The cabinet on the wall to the side of the door has many small drawers with blue flowers on them.

The open window saw a man roll in, it was the dear Samont whom Hermione had seen in the church, and he crept over to the woman sitting at the desk and hugged her. The woman raised her hands in some surprise, the book in front of her lost pressure, and the pages she turned out closed together.

"Madame Altel, I have been invited."