William never slept all night. His body was obviously extremely sleepy, but his mind was not relaxed for a moment.

Alphons is the smiling man. William is very sure. The warm and charming handsome man at the midnight banquet was just another disguise after he took off his violent mask.

Recalling his violent behavior towards himself and Isaac in the forest, William shuddered. Even in the warm bed, he felt cold hands and feet - a capricious violent man lives in his home!

William imagined countless evil plans that might be implemented in fear. The more he imagined, the more frightened he was. He even planned to rush into his father's study, picking up the shotgun placed on the oak rack, perhaps holding it in his arms to allow himself to sleep peacefully.

The boy was full of doubts and was trembling until the next day, but found that his worries had not become a reality.

Alphons said goodbye to Thomas's family before sunrise. Master Thomas tried to keep him several times but failed - an urgent document from London was delivered last night, which obviously brought urgent news to the noble young man, forcing him to leave and return.

William originally planned to escape this meeting by pretending to be asleep, but unfortunately he could not deceive the housekeeper Albert assigned by his father. So he was dragged up before dawn and washed and dressed up carefully, standing in the cold morning mist in full dress, trembling.

"I sincerely hope you can consider my proposal yesterday." The elegant noble young man whispered in his ears as he hugged William.

He still had the laziness and fatigue of getting up in the morning. When he smiled, he looked like a silver fox with curved eyes. His mysterious, noble, graceful and gentle manner made William's cousin cover his heart and almost fainted.

His tall and silent servant stood beside the carriage and waited. The water vapor was still lingering, floating in the wilderness in the distance, as if he was about to lead them into a fairyland.

It was not until the carriage was completely swallowed by the Sunshine of Dongsheng that William could truly let go of his vigilance and breathe. He couldn't wait to tell Isaac and Anne about this major discovery.

Mr. Thomas did not pursue the matter for the first time. Perhaps in his opinion, his son's performance at the banquet was very satisfactory, and the small mistake of returning home in the middle of the night was not worth mentioning in front of this matter.

Later, William and his friends returned to the forest in the northeastern hills of Grantham and searched the cave carefully, and found only some black burnt remains, instruments, experimental benches and rubbings of jade stone slabs had completely disappeared, and the alchemy manuscripts left by Isaac were also burned.

Since then, people from the East India Company have never appeared again as if they have evaporated. Isaac's life has finally returned to peace. Fortunately, there is an extra friend who has helped him get rid of his boring and boring school life.

They flew fire kites in the fields, which once ignited the farmland and made the whole village think that the field was haunted. William also helped him fight a lot. Last time, Ironhead Jon broke the hamster cage he worked hard to turn. Thanks to Mr. Thomas, he taught this well-developed boy a lesson. And when he went to church to steal books, if William hadn't lured the tiger away from the mountain in time, Isaac and Anne would have been caught...

Spring, summer, autumn and winter rotate like a stream, plants and trees wither and flourish, and lilies in valleys wither and bloom again.

William looked at himself in the mirror, frowned and loosened the tight bow tie around his neck.

The father, who was separated by the door, was shouting William's name, and the guests laughed and echoed.

He scooped up a handful of cold water and patted it on his face, took a deep breath of fatigue, suddenly turned around and pushed the door open, and stepped back into the isolated hustle and bustle.

Today is his sixteenth birthday. The grand event in the manor is just like in previous years. Relatives come to visit and guests gather. The more unfortunate news is that my father's family friend also brought a seventeen-year-old daughter to try to match her and William.

I have to admit that this girl is indeed very cute, but William always feels that she can always smell the wool smell on her body. Perhaps her family started with this, and even if it took a hundred or two years, it would be difficult to get rid of the smell of the animal.

The Harris family, who came from Lincoln, was even more exaggerated. Mr. Harris and the Thomas family had no business dealings at all, let alone any deep friendship. However, after giving birth to a daughter, his spirit of communicating was really creepy. God was pitiful, his daughter was just seven years old! Mr. Harris didn't care about this. He was eyeing the only son of Thomas family. If it weren't for the man, he would have wanted to marry William as his wife.

The banquet hall was played with light and elegant Virgina music, and the air was hot, and the smell of alcohol, food, perfume and sweat floated.

All of this made William even more bored. After deliberately stepping on the girl's satin high heels for the fifth time, he finally ended the long and boring ballroom dance early.

Although I felt sorry, William was not willing to stay for a moment.

"My cousin Brian seems to be happy to dance with you," he whispered to the embarrassed and aggrieved girl, "he has been following you from the beginning."

William took a step back, bowed gentlemanly, and then disappeared into the crowd of laughter that was moving and opening and closing.

The cool breeze blows on the balcony, gently teasing his golden hair like an invisible hand. In the late spring and early summer, the revived birds, birds, insects and fireflies are hiding among the grass leaves and singing softly, and the night is quiet.

The lingering branches beside him were lush. William picked a leaf and put it on his lips, gently blowing out the melodious melody in his memory. Most of the memories of his mother were broken, and this sound seemed to be the only clue, connecting the Jiguang Piyu that was hidden in his heart.

The song floated out and glided gently in the quiet night sky. After a while, another sound came to the silhouette of the gray and black bushes and responded to it.

William put down the leaves and smiled. He only taught two people this song. He saw a small figure wandering from behind the tree and waved his arms hard at himself.

William understood, and his burnout was wiped out. He threw away the blades in his hand, took off his cumbersome dress jacket, stepped out of the balcony on the fence, and nimblely jumped down from the second floor.

"Why are you here now? Where is Isaac?"

"He has been fiddling around the river for a while," Annie seemed very excited. "Let's go over now!" She suddenly became as excited as if she had discovered a new continent. "What is on your face? Someone kissed you!"

"My cousin." William wiped the remaining lip marks on his cheeks with the back of his hand, and his tone was a little annoyed.

"Lie." Anne looked at him with a wicked smile, "The girl from Spencer's family came to see you, my aunt told me!" She curiously slapped on the boy's shoulder, "Did you kiss? Are you taking the initiative, or is she taking the initiative?"

"No! There is a wool smell on her body." William denied it and complained loudly, "Your aunt is a long-tongued woman, don't listen to her nonsense."

Annie made a face and turned to guide the way forward: "Then your dad is going to be disappointed. How do you plan to explain this to him?"

"Brian is interesting to that girl, I'm sure," William prayed, "just they can see each other."

"Bryan? That pig's nose?" Annie wrinkled her nose and gestured with disgust, "Impossible! I'll stop doing it if I was the one who had it!"

"He's not a pig's nose," William corrected her. "He's now working in the Royal Navy, and he's awesome."

"I don't care. The pig's nose will be a pig's nose for the rest of my life!" Annie puffed up her cheeks and hummed like a pig's pig's nose, "The son I give birth to in the future will also be a pig's nose!"

William curled his lips disdainfully: "You are just holding a grudge. It has been two years since he reported that we were pretending to be a ghost."

"What's the matter with revenge?" Anne didn't care. "He is your cousin, not my cousin."

The two of them quarreled all the way. When they walked to the Witmu River, the black-haired boy had been waiting for a long time with his arms in his arms. His cheeks became thinner, the joints of his slender fingers became more prominent, and his hair was still so messy, and his clothes were stained with stains from unknown chemical materials.

"I thought you couldn't get out." He heard footsteps, but didn't look back. "But it doesn't matter, you will definitely see it anyway."

William was a little confused: "What did you see?"

"surprise!"

Anne suddenly shouted.

Isaac raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The river water in front of him suddenly churn. Colorful fireworks rose from the river and roared into the sky and exploded.

The fireworks instantly bloomed and withered, and the colorful colors overflowed, reflecting on the young faces of the young, and the colorful light and shadows changed.

The gorgeous flowers bloomed in the blue night sky. Anne and Isaac covered their ears and shouted at William: "Happy birthday!"
Chapter completed!