
smoke billowed from the furnace, the cold began to seep into the bones
the fragrant smell of food began to smell from the dining table, the warmth of a family looks so soothing even though it is not a distinguished family but this family looks very happy
"Eriic give me back my handkerchief"
Eric looks to be teasing his brother, he takes a handkerchief to eat his brother's
"mom look at this brother, I borrowed a broom his hand just can't, mine's dirty I don't want to wear it" so Eric he won't eat if his handkerchief looks there is a stain even a little, a little bit, somehow he got that habit
"already Ethan, quickly eat your food will be cold" that's how the waiter, she is a mother who does not like to nag, she will only calm her two children so as not to fight
"mom, tonight I can go out for a minute?" Eric asked as he held onto his mother's skirt and put on a parched face
"don't tell me you're gonna meet the general's son?" his mother said as she cleaned the dining table without looking at Eric,
Eric was silent, knowing that his mother would never allow him to meet Amber, after which he hated the general greatly and forbade Eric and Ethan to be friends with Amber
"buu just for a moment, yes" actually his mother would not bear to see Eric pleading like that, but he would not have the heart anymore if he saw his son in cambuki in public, he said,
"Eric, listen to me, don't go see the girl again" his mother held Eric's hand and gently rubbed his head, looking very worried.
he recalled the incident a few years ago when everyone flocked to go to the execution hall.
"have it been Eric, don't make me sad anymore" he rubbed Eric's back
exposed white shirt that has been shabby, it looks very clear scars of blackened scars on the back of his son, his eyes began to feel hot considering the incident, the, not feeling his tears pouring out he cried bitterly while hugging Eric, in his heart he cursed himself
"mom, don't remember the wound, it's healed, don't cry anymore"
behind the door was wiping away her tears, and that was Ethan.
"it's all my fault, if I hadn't followed the butler back then, maybe Eric wouldn't have been hurt" he muttered in his heart, the guilt always haunting him, he always wanted to protect Eric, but what he did was the opposite
"Eric, I'll do anything to protect you, I won't let anyone hurt you again" he promised himself, for Ethan Eric, it's half his life.
on the other hand, a girl was sitting in the silence of the night, playing a book in her hand, occasionally she raised her head to look at the stars scattered in the sky, looking at the towering tower, the sound of the night wind made him drift in the cold
the night wind was with me
*when I was waiting for you
the cold seemed to pierce the heart
my star where are you?
the silence of the night breaks my miss
makes a sense of loneliness lurk in my heart
I want to go far away and never meet
because this feels like it's killing me*
the string of words described his heart at this moment, as if his waiting was not appreciated, "Eric where are you?"