"Maybe he fell asleep, he didn't sleep much lately."

Dasiyu comforted himself, but looked up at the door.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, time passed, and the heavy rain outside the window did not diminish, but the door was still not opened.

Dasiyu lay silently back on the bed, pulled the quilt and buried his face in his arms.

For the past nineteen years, it almost rained. Whenever he woke up, Byrne would be by his side, sitting on the sofa in his room, smoking cigarettes in a dark and lit manner. When he heard him wake up, he would tease, "It turns out that the Duke is afraid of thunder!"

Whenever he heard that voice, Dashiyu got angry, thinking that Byrne was deliberately making him unhappy.

It was not until after reconciliation with Byrne that he realized that Byrne was worried that he was afraid and came to accompany him. He sat on the sofa in his room all night, silently smoking, saying nothing, and not saying anything.

Dasiyu was indeed afraid of thunder, but he was also young and was immune when he grew up, but Byrne always remembered it.

Dashiyu, who was lying on the bed, fell asleep without knowing whether it was because of the loud thunder or for some other reason.

He forced himself to close his eyes, but he couldn't sleep no matter how hard he stared at the place where Byrne was usually lying in a daze.

He stared at him and moved a little unconsciously, but he thought that He Jiao moved back, buried his face in the pillow, and his golden hair fell to his chest.

Dashiyu pulled the quilt to cover his head, wrapped his whole body, and lay motionless underneath.

Suddenly the door was opened with a click.

Dasiyu didn't care about the wound and immediately sat up from the bed and looked at the door quickly.

But he sat blankly without any response, because there were two people, and they were not Byrne, but they looked like Said and Shen Feng.

"Why are you two coming?"

Dashiyu asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"Byen said you are afraid of thunder, so let's accompany you." Shen Xu said.

But what is Byrne? The knight called him crying and said that Dasiyu was afraid of thunder. Every time it thunderstorms, their adults would go with Dasiyu and ask him to see Dasiyu.

Shen Feng held back the mist in his eyes and walked towards the sofa, making himself try to see that it is no different from usual.

Said kept up silently, not daring to turn on the lights.

The butler standing at the door was already crying because the news of Byrne's car accident had already been made, and they all saw it.

The maids also bit their lips and shook their bodies and endured the crying. They were all children brought by Byrne from the slums and had a deep affection for Byrne.

For fear that Dasiyu would see them crying, they didn't even dare to turn on the light outside the aisle.

"What's wrong? Is there a power outage?"

Dasiyu asked the butler at the door in confusion, saying that if it weren't for the thunder and light, he wouldn't have seen clearly that there was someone outside.

The butler quickly wiped his tears and pressed the soreness of his throat, "The thunder tripped just now, and he has sent someone to see it. I guess he will call in a while."

Dasiyu had no doubts, and thunder tripping had happened.

He groped to get out of bed and put on his shoes, covering the wound on his chest.

"I will support you."

Said quickly walked to Dasiyu and held Dasiyu's arm.

Now only Seidu remains calm, and the eyes of others are red, including Shen Zi on the sofa.

He didn't believe that Byrne died just like this. He had luck before it rained. Now it was raining heavily, and Shoujiang had been washed away by the turbid rain on the shore. It was like finding a needle in the haystack to find someone in the water.

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The butler had already suppressed his tears. Dasiyu's words made him break his defense in an instant. He knew that the lighter was customized by Dasiyu for Byrne, but they couldn't use it.

"It will probably rain tomorrow, so I won't wait until it rains before I can ask for a appointment with the master."

The butler didn't say anything, Dasi Yu thought it was raining and he was in a dilemma, so he took the initiative to change the time.

"Okay, then I'll help you get your master into the palace when the rain stops."

After the butler said that, he nodded and left quickly, afraid that he would cry.

The moment the butler looked up and turned around, Dasi Yu's eyes moved, and he was stunned.

He stroked the wet drop on the back of his hand calmly and stroked it in surprise. The rainwater? Impossible. It is impossible. The rainwater cannot float in here far away from the window. And it is still warm. There is only one possibility, tears.
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