Network New Liao Zhai

Thomas saw that a person was sitting on the terrace for a while, and there was no other person to talk to. He felt boring, so he turned to the front stairwell, looked at the men and women in the hall, and tried to find Mrs. Mary, but he didn't see it.

Forget it, she was like a duck to water on an occasion like tonight, but she still didn't look for it. As for Tracy, she was probably too happy to know what to do, and it was rare to attend such a big scene.

As for myself, I'm not very used to such occasions, so I'd better go back early.

After making up his mind, Thomas turned and walked down the corridor.

The other end leads to the back garden, and the back garden is the back door of the mansion. When they came, they came in through the back door, and the car was parked there.

Thomas walked down the hallway, downstairs, and through a porch to the back garden.

Thomas was lucky that the car was parked at the back door, otherwise it would have taken a while to get through the lively crowds in the front yard.

Thomas walked down the main road leading to the back door and saw no one.

Of course, everyone should be in front, and that's tonight's home game.

It is very quiet and peaceful, unlike the noisy and bright daytime in front of it.

The sparse little lanterns are dotted among the flowers and trees, exuding a blurred light.

He found the back garden at night more charming than what he saw when he came in during the day.

The biggest part of Mrs. Barbara's mansion is two gardens, one in front and one behind. Although he has been here twice, he has not yet visited.

Why not take a look around here.

He prefers to experience the feeling of being alone in the dark night.

Thomas thought to himself, his footsteps veered off the main road and turned to a side road.

In the night wind, I smell the refreshing flowers.

Thomas couldn't help but tiptoe and spin happily.

Today's tense nerves have been completely relaxed.

Thomas felt like an elf of the night, and only in this dark night can he find himself.

If only there was a skirt.

Thomas couldn't help closing his eyes again, imagining himself dancing among the flowers in the little dress that Mrs. Barbara was wearing tonight.

Thomas spins and spins, all the way forward...

Suddenly, he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground. In a panic, he grabbed his hands subconsciously, and caught the bushes and a wisp of silkiness by the roadside.

Thomas opened his eyes and saw a strand of white silk in his hand.

This is the corner of the skirt.

Looking further forward, yes, across the bushes, a white skirt is scattered in the grass inside.

Oh, what do you want to do?
A skirt fell from the sky.

No need to look, just the touch of the hand, Thomas knew the dress was of good quality.

Who took it off here?
Thomas's first thought: those passionate couples.

He got up in a panic and wanted to get out of here quickly. It would be bad if he disturbed the couple.

But he was still holding a corner of the skirt in his hand.

He hurriedly threw it away like a hot item, but his professional habit made him unable to help but glance at his skirt.

Hmm, how does it look familiar.

He is studying design.Not to mention that it is unforgettable, it will also have a deep impression on the clothes that I have seen.

this is not……

Thomas had a bad feeling in his heart.

He quickly stepped over the low bushes, picked up the skirt from the grass, and ran forward.

A person lay vaguely in the grass ahead.

Approaching, seeing clearly, also confirmed Thomas's guess.

That's right.

It's Karen.

The girl who was talking to him in a soft voice not long ago.

This shy little girl

Just lay here quietly for a while.

not moving at all.

Is she dead?

Thomas could hear his heart pounding.

He tried to get his unruly legs over to Karen's side, reaching out with trembling hands, draping his skirt over her.

He saw that Karen still had a streak on her neck.

Oh god, is she really dead?

who killed her?

Thomas stretched out his hand to attach Karen's nose when he heard a shout from a distance: "Karen, where are you? Karen, it's Dad..."

Thomas jumped up quickly.

It was the voice of Karen's father, Robert.

He found it.

You can't stay here, you have to leave quickly.

Thomas got up and ran, panicking, and unexpectedly met Robert who was looking for him.

Robert: "Young man, did you see my daughter, she's probably this tall and wears a white dress..."

Thomas didn't dare to speak, and ran past Robert like the wind, almost hitting Robert.

"Hey, running so fast, really..."

Robert stood up straight, frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Then he continued to shout: "Karen, come out quickly, Dad knows you are hiding, it's Dad's fault, you shouldn't be left behind, Dad will never be..."

The surroundings were quiet, only the small lanterns not far away exuded a dreamlike light.

Everything else was dark and silent.

Suddenly, Robert thought of something and rushed in the direction that the young man had just run over.