Fifteen-year-old Alexei held his chin, sitting at the dining table and staring at the dancing fire in a daze. Ever since they passed the list left by the dead man, they successfully got into Moscow from a certain smuggler. As the leader of the "business trade" between Paris and Paris, Martha is getting busier and spends less and less time with Alexey.
Masha herself also learned to use a gun and a dagger. Through her innate beauty and acting skills, it seemed that Alexey no longer needed to do anything.
Only when Martha comes home, the boy will wait at the door. As soon as she comes in, he will obediently call his sister to help get things or greet guests...
And Martha would reveal her true exhaustion and relaxation, hugging the slim but tall boy and talking to him about big and small things.
Alexei looked at the fire swaying from side to side, and felt that he had become accustomed to waiting a long time ago.
Whenever he felt that his life was beginning to calm down, God would never see him calm down. On this day, the two siblings, who had no similarities in appearance, set off from Moscow and returned to Paris.
In winter and spring, the streets of Paris have not yet awakened. Martha looked at this familiar city, smiled slightly, and then looked at Alexei who remained silent, "We are back to the starting point."
The boy did not answer. He was concentrating on reviewing the details of the task in his head. This time snatching the auction item required his skills. He was considering whether he would need to see blood if necessary...
Martha looked at him, always feeling that he was now full of hostility, and just like her, he could not change back to the weird child he was before.
Such days also have no end.
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The gorgeous auction was held inside the theater. While greeting acquaintances, Lois tried her best to ignore the handsome and handsome Mikhail who seemed to be glowing behind her. Her dragon-like extraordinary hearing explored the whispers of everyone.
"...You must be pursuing that person..."
"But how does this make sense...in a way..."
Lois pressed the veil. This Mikhail was excellent in all aspects, but he was noisy and troublesome.
She went straight to the person in charge of the auction. As one of the collaborators, she came here specifically to familiarize herself with the "market conditions" in Western Europe.
After all, the thing she came to cooperate with was not some antique treasure.
Lois was chatting with the auctioneer, while comparing the information he revealed intentionally or unintentionally with what she had found, the Vanjoy family, the Lancelot family, and...
At this moment, a sudden warmth suddenly came over her chest. She turned to look at Mikhail. Mikhail was caught off guard and looked at her. The longing in his eyes did not stop, which was extremely embarrassing.
But it didn't matter anymore. Lois excluded Mikhail from his whims, took the opportunity to leave the person in charge, and slowly walked towards the backstage where the auction items were stacked, her eyes changing colors in the darkness.
Just now, it was clearly the fluctuation of the spirit of speech... or it could be the same kind of induction!
With just a moment of judgment, Lois took a step forward, reached out and grabbed it, and a scream followed.
Lois stared at the white-haired boy who was caught in a ponytail. The boy's fists and feet were quite flexible, but he had no tactics. In addition to his short stature, Lois could easily handle it.
She grabbed the boy and turned his face roughly towards the light. Alexey, who was grabbed by the tail, had not yet reacted. He was just here to steal a special auction item. Such a simple task, why? Will it end like this?
And this woman’s eyes are...golden, so scary!
He still doesn't know that he also has a pair of golden eyes now.
There was only one sentence echoing in Alexey's mind, I actually failed? How can this be? Just this woman gently reaching out and grabbing her?
At this time, Lois didn't care about her appearance. She pointed at the boy in her hand and suppressed his struggle with her other hand, "You, you, you...why are you here!"
Alexey glanced at her and muttered curses in a smuggler's code, "I don't know you!"
As soon as these words came out, all Lois' excitement disappeared. She slashed with a hand knife. The boy felt pain and howled. He was stunned for two seconds and then exploded again.
The person in charge and Mikhail stood aside and saw that the elegant and beautiful head of the house used a hand knife that could break stones three or four times before knocking the boy unconscious.
The elegant head of the house took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and then ordered someone to tie up the child. With a smooth flow of words, he found an excuse for the person in charge to escape and left gracefully.
She walked so fast that she even forgot about Mikhail who was still staying in the same place.
The person in charge understood the dullness of the young man very well, and the girl he had an unrequited love for had such a rude side, which was enough to shatter his dream.
But Mikhail didn't see Lois' violence. He saw the village by the Yenisei River in the wind and snow from the boy with white hair and smoky eyes.
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When Mikhail finally packed up and returned to his temporary residence, he walked in and saw Lois holding scissors and bottles on the table, repairing the appearance of the boy sitting in the chair. .
Alexei was still in a state of frustrated shock, sitting quietly while Lois washed his hair clean. The long and uneven hair made her embarrassed.
While she was cutting, she explained the truth to the boy, "I never thought that you, a guy like you, have lost your memory! I am your sister! My biological sister!"
Mikhail looked at the scissors flying in the girl's hand. It looked like the way he used the scissors to strike hard on the little boy's head. The good days he had stolen from others seemed to have been exhausted.
When Alexey heard his sister's words, he came back to his senses and looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was cut short enough for him to tie a short braid, and a weird-colored hair dye was applied to his head. Threads spread, and the boy who usually seemed to be isolated from the world gradually disappeared. Another young girl's face squeezed into the mirror, with the same smoky eyes and similar delicate features. Alexey suddenly felt, From the moment this girl pulled his hair, the usual sense of alienation and loneliness in his heart strangely disappeared.
He reached out and pressed his chest. It was different being with Martha. There was a familiar warmth in his chest.
Seeing that he still didn't quite understand, Lois smiled brightly and pinched her brother's face, "It doesn't matter, take your time. I've never seen you like this before."
Having said that, Wu Ning, the crow, saw another master coming back. Driven by his natural duty, he was about to fly over and try to wake up the master, but Lois waved the comb to drive it away. Wu Ning had to stop and look. When he saw Lois's deep gaze, he stopped his activities.
Mikhail stood for a full ten minutes, watching the little boy's hair being dyed dark, and watching the young and beautiful girl hugging his brother's shoulders and laughing wantonly. He turned around stiffly and returned to his room.
On his long way back to his room, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes behind him, staring at him closely, forcing him to be unable to turn around. As soon as he entered the door, he felt helpless and nervously breathing.
it's over. Your own worth ends here.
