Billy's wedding was held in a small church.
The ceremony is very simple, what not simple is the celebration of the wedding.
In the countryside, the recreational activities of the common people are very monotonous, and they are busy with farming all year round. The celebration of weddings is one of the few major events, and there are also barons present.
People will hold various games to create a hot atmosphere, such as holding trolley competitions, tug war, touching people games, etc. Generally, young guys play, but occasionally girls participate.
For example, today, there will be three people form a riding group, two boys as horses, and a girl on his back. The girls fight and push each other. Whoever is on the back of the boy last till the end is the winner.
I'm the best man, so the game is indispensable.
My partner and I rushed into the girls, grabbed the most beautiful one, and carried it on our shoulders, which caused the girls to exclaim.
During a melee, our girl was beaten with a nosebleed, and our two "horses" also fell to the ground gloriously.
It has been a long time since I participated in such a joyous activity. I shouted and laughed as if I had forgotten everything, the past, the hatred, and I only hope to enjoy the joy of this moment forever.
At the end of the event, the girl next to me kissed me on the cheek. She said that Billy really shouldn't let you be the best man. No one would pay attention to the groom if you were there.
Maybe it was because I had forgotten it. I hugged the girl's waist and turned around, and then I gave her a kiss, and the girl's face was flushed by me.
After that, we started to enjoy food and beer.
I heard Billy's father talking about Baron Oscar with his neighbor.
"The Baron is very generous. The Baron helped us a lot on my son's wedding."
"More than generosity, we simply have to thank God for being able to farm on the baron's land. Last year my cattle died. If the baron hadn't exempted us from spring plowing, the tax alone would have destroyed my family."
"..."
I found out that the baron was not at the wedding scene at all, and his statue is probably not suitable for such an occasion.
Without hesitation, I bid farewell to Billy, ready to rush back to the castle. Billy got married today, and I was the only valet of the Baron, but I was so happy that I almost forgot everything.
When I arrived at the castle, it was almost dark. I hurriedly changed my clothes and walked to the baron's study.
As a result, at the entrance of the study room, I heard a melodious sound of music.
That is the violin.
The melody is mellow and lingering, like a nightingale singing alone in the night, expressing sadness in a mournful tone.
I never knew that Baron Oscar would play the violin, whether it was in the previous life or in the present, I never expected him to play so well.
The corridor gradually dimmed and became pitch black. I did not rush to interrupt the performance, but leaned against the corridor wall and listened to this piece quietly. For some reason, the tune of this piece was so sad that it made me feel so sad. Suddenly gave birth to some sadness.
I just listened quietly, until a long time later, the coldness came into my heart through the wall behind, I wiped away my tears, and knocked on the study door.
"My lord, it's me." I opened the door and walked in.
The baron was dealing with letters at his desk, and his pale and stern face appeared lonely with the light of candles.
"The wedding is over?" The baron didn't look up.
"Yes, many people get drunk, and even if they are kicked by their wives, they are still unconscious."
"Haha." The baron chuckled twice: "Weddings are always so pleasant."
"Weddings are always pleasant, but marriages are not necessarily." I shook my head and said.
The baron's attention turned from the letter to me. He looked at me for a while and slowly said: "Marriage is not necessarily pleasant, but everyone yearns for marriage, doesn't it?"
I looked at the dangling candlelight and said, "Longing for marriage is because of longing for love. If the marriage cannot get the love as expected, then this kind of marriage is naturally not pleasant."
I thought of the marriage of my father and mother. When my father and mother were young, they were the best-matched men and women in the village. The father was handsome and the mother was beautiful. They married in the blessings of everyone. When I was young, I also witnessed the scene of their love. But the hard life wiped away the love, and finally my father left home to ask for a living, and never returned. My mother raised our siblings alone and turned into an alcoholic whore.
I thought about it this way, my body remained motionless, and my eyes kept watching the bright candlelight until a spark came out from the candlewick.
The baron remained silent. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Today I saw you playing with the girls in the village... I feel very envious. There is no way for a person like me to find love like a normal person. In this way, I also long for marriage, even if there is no love, even if it is not happy."
I looked at the baron in surprise. He had never confided to me. I didn't expect that he wanted to get married.
"I hope that a marriage without love can eventually evolve into family and love, and I am eager to get all this."
After saying this, the baron never kept silent.
I stared at him in a daze. For some reason, I thought of the music he played tonight.
In my previous life, I fell in love with the noble and beautiful Miss Catherine. Even though I was full of love, I never thought of marrying her, because I know that there is a huge difference between us. If we really love and get married, it can only bring her misfortune. I just want to be by her side and bear this love silently.
But I didn't expect that the love I thought I got was just a joke, a scam, and I was like a fool in it.
For this desperate love, I betrayed and hurt the Oscar Baron who trusted me, and even killed him directly.
And until today, I finally saw the baron's heart, through that sad violin song.
The baron said that he wants to get married, but I know what he really wants is not marriage, which has been passed down for thousands of years. What he wants is just as the music he played tonight told me, he wants love, he wants what every ordinary person yearns for-love.
But such things are too rare, even ordinary people may not easily get them.
Because love is both the easiest thing and the hardest thing to get in the world.
We can give everything just to get love, we can also destroy everything, just because we can't get love.
In the previous life, the Baron would treat me so well, maybe not because he fell in love with me, maybe just because he was eager for love.
And I, not only hurt a person who loves me but also hurt a person who yearns for love.
This night is extremely long.
The distant night sky brought water that had lost its temperature, and in the middle of the night, it roared and fell majestic, making me awake at night.
I was standing by the window, looking at the balcony of the Baron's bedroom on the second floor. He had gone to bed early. He didn't know that I was watching him. He didn't know that there was a guilty man here who could not bear the conscience's flogging and condemnation...
The next day, the sky was clear.
After the showers last night, the garden of the manor became green and beautiful, but almost all the trails were muddy. There shouldn't be visitors on such days, but there was a carriage, despite the bumps of the road, and still came to Delman. manor.
It was a tall woman with fair skin and thin cheeks.
She is the mother of Lord Baron, Mrs. Alice.
The butler Hilton greeted the lady at the door, and he half-bent over, holding her hand into the manor.
"Hilton, where's Oscar?" asked Mrs. Alice, her voice low and cold, with an unbearable arrogance.
"Dear Madam, Lord Baron goes horse riding every morning." The butler replied.
"It's true, even these days have not stopped." Mrs. Alice didn't need anyone to lead the way, and went straight to the small warm living room on the second floor. She ordered: "I'm going to stay here for a few days. The maid sends my things to the bedroom, and don't let the trifling guys mess with my things."
"Follow your instructions, madam." Mr. Butler waited until she disappeared before straightening up his bent waist.
The butler Hilton is the kind of person who is absolutely straightforward. From unruffled hair, to spotless gloves, to his unwavering tone of voice, he is like a butler model from a book, humble, low-key, serious, and serious. , You can hardly see any emotions on his face, especially the emotions toward guests.
But when dealing with this Mrs. Alice, you can feel the slightest impatience of the butler Hilton. It seems that this lady is not inviting.
It didn't take long for the baron to return on horseback. He seemed to have gone for a walk deep in the woods, with a thin layer of moisture on the black velvet cloak.
When I took off his cloak, I whispered in his ear: "My lord, Mrs. Alice is visiting."
The baron's expression remained unchanged. He nodded calmly and told me: "Go to the library, I have to deal with some official duties."
He didn't even plan to meet his mother, and went straight to the library.
I found that the appearance of the Baron and his mother was very similar. They were both tall and thin, with thick brown hair and thin and pale faces, and they were not very beautiful.
Moreover, their personalities are somewhat similar, they are quite serious and quite arrogant.
The difference between them is quite obvious. The baron will tell me that the weather is still very cold and let the kitchen prepare hot soup for everyone. As for Mrs. Eliza, she had her head held high, and she could hardly see anyone.