Chapter 5 Chapter 4 Dependence

The car drove out of London and headed south.Ai Wei tried to remember the direction and general location of the car, but Ai Xian dropped the blinds of the car window, preventing her from seeing the surrounding scenery. Even if she could feel the car turning in a certain direction, she couldn't be sure whether it was It was an intentional move to confuse her, so she simply gave up and closed her eyes for a little rest.After about two hours of driving, the car stopped. Without waiting for the driver to make a move, Ivy opened the car door and walked out. What greeted her eyes was a rather rural countryside.Although it was late autumn, the weather was fine, but the occasional wind made her tremble a little after waking up from a nap.Ai Xian also got out of the car, walked behind Ivy and put on her trench coat for her.

Without waiting for Ivy to thank him, he pointed to the simple cottage not far away, and said, "That's it over there." Ivy froze for a moment, and was eager to run over, but Ai Xian pulled her back, "You can go there, but remember, in this way, many things you believe in may be completely overturned ..." He considered for a while, and continued, "But no matter what, you have to believe that my father and I just don't want you to be involved in those complicated things." Ivy nodded, then turned around and walked towards the ordinary-looking house.After walking a few steps, she turned around again and said softly to Ai Xian: "Brother, thank you." Ai Xian just nodded slightly, took out a cigar and lit it, indicating to Ai Wei that he would wait outside.Ivy then turned around and continued to walk quickly.

This is a very simple and typical English rural house. Ivy took a deep breath standing in front of the door, and then opened the door.The dust rolled towards her face with an ancient smell, and she couldn't help coughing subconsciously.Immediately, through the gradually dissipating dust, she saw Tissy sitting quietly on a chair, looking out of the window as if thinking about something.Feeling the human breath, she raised her head.The moment she saw her, Ivy couldn't help but gasped in surprise. In just one year, she seemed to be so old that she could only breathe weakly, and she couldn't even compare with the one who worked in the Mordiet family a year ago. compared to health.

She looked at Ivy without any tension or surprise.She stretched out her wrinkled hand, pointed to the wicker chair over there, and signaled Ivy to sit down. The room was empty, only two chairs and some simple daily necessities.Ivy walked over slowly and sat down beside the rattan chair, but her eyes never left Tissy.The wind outside was blowing at the windows, and the air was so dry that it seemed to be on fire. "He said that you will come." Tissy's voice sounded extremely tired, "Although I never believed that the Mordiet family would let you come to see me." "Who is 'he'?" Ivy asked, but Tissy straightened her body weakly, and signaled Ivy not to ask questions with her hand, "I have to say quickly, since you are here, I don't have much time gone."

Ivy had many questions in her heart, but after listening to Tissy's words, she had no choice but to suppress a series of question marks for the time being.However, after Tissy finished saying those words, she never spoke again. She seemed to be like a sculpture, sitting quietly at the table like that, as if thinking about her own thoughts.For a moment, Ivy thought she had given up on what to say.But before Ivy tried to get up, she took a deep breath. "Those who are entangled with the Eye of Horus will surely step into the trap of fate..." Ivy looked at her quietly, her water blue eyes and light gray eyes met at that moment.

The silver-haired old woman spoke slowly, with understatement, "Why don't you start with my story." In 1967, in London, the hazy sky was dripping with drizzle.Newsboys in overalls shorts and knee-high socks ran over puddles on the ground, waving newspapers in their hands, shouting their numbers.Tissy Yidi turned sideways carefully, so as not to let the muddy water splashed by him fall on her skirt. She passed the window of a clothing store, and the softly lit windows reflected her figure.She has a slender figure, light golden almost silver hair, delicate skin and exquisite facial features, and a necklace made of rubies on her chest further sets off her fair and smooth skin.Tissy tidied her clothes a little and smiled with satisfaction.Tissy Yidi is seventeen years old and runs a flower shop in her own family.She has been living with her mother since her father died young.The mother was weak, so she naturally became an important operator of the flower shop.Although the income of the flower shop is meager, relying on her hard work and the savings owned by her mother, they lead a simple and peaceful life.

She tidied up a lot of pink roses in her hand.This morning, my mother was not feeling well, and she was not very energetic, so she volunteered to send flowers for her mother to the home of an old client—this client had been sent by her mother before. This client orders a bouquet of flowers from the florist every month, and every time it is a bouquet of pink roses.Tissy couldn't help being curious about what kind of person has such a romantic mind.Before, her mother refused to let her go, but this time she can finally see her true colors.Just as she was thinking, she didn't pay attention to the man who suddenly walked out of the gallery in front of her.When she found out, she had no time to dodge, and just bumped into the gentleman.

When she was about to fall, she only remembered that she must take good care of the bouquet of flowers, so she hardly cared about the embarrassment of falling on the muddy road. Fortunately, the man reacted very quickly. Then hold her firmly. "Thank you." Tissy quickly bowed to thank him, but her eyes couldn't help but be attracted by a classical ring on his hand.The dark gold ring body seemed to have a history of a hundred years, and the fine carvings firmly supported a ruby ​​as deep as blood.Tissy couldn't help but looked down at her chest, the gem was very similar to the pendant she was wearing on her chest.

She raised her head curiously, but suddenly found that the man was also looking at the pendant on her chest.She coughed in embarrassment, and soon he raised his head, his expression returned to normal, with a humble and gentle smile on his face, "It's okay." At that moment, Tissy had a very good impression of him.She felt that this man was like the sun in winter, faint and warm, but keeping a comfortable distance.But soon, she felt that it was too impolite for her to stare at him like this, so she smiled unnaturally and wanted to run away quickly.At this moment, the young man said again, "Where are you going? It's still raining, and my car is over there. May I give you a ride, please?"

Tissy looked up, he was still smiling, and pointed to a black car not far away.Tissy faintly saw the driver inside.The person in front of her is indeed a rich and wealthy young master, no wonder she thinks he has such a good temperament.Under his sincere invitation, Tissy readily agreed, "Then please. I'm going to Notting Hill, number 23." He froze for a moment, turned sideways, and got out of the way to the car.After Tissy went first, he walked towards the car, "That is the temporary residence of the Marquis of Mordiet in the city, and it turned out to be the Marquis' guest."

Tissy blushed and shook her head quickly.It turned out that it was the mansion of the Marquis, and it turned out that her old clients were members of the Modiet family!Who doesn't know that the Marquis has always been a celebrity in front of the royal family, who doesn't know that the Marquis is a princess of the British Empire, and who doesn't know that the Marquis secretly supported the British government with large sums of money during the war.She was a little excited just now, but she lowered her head again, but no one said that someone from the Marquis's family ordered the flowers, maybe some housekeeper or servant. She followed the man into the car, listlessly flaunting the delicate pink rose in her hand, "I just sent flowers to that address." The man smiled politely, motioned for the driver to drive, and said lightly: "This bouquet of flowers is very suitable for a girl I know. I don't know where she is now and how she is doing." Tissy was taken aback for a moment, but saw a trace of sadness flashing across the man's dark walnut-colored eyes.Perhaps thinking of someone she knew, Tissy lowered her head and stopped talking. The two were silent for a while, and she heard him raise his tone, "I haven't introduced my name, I'm Wente Tia, nice to meet you." Tissy raised her head, looked at his smiling face and smiled back, "My name is Tissy Yidi, thank you very much for giving me a ride today." Hearing her name, Wen Te seemed to think of something, paused, and then looked at her again: "Miss Yidi, my family has always been in the business of art and antiques. When I saw you just now, I had a I would like to take the liberty to ask you a question..." Tissy nodded. "Excuse me for the jewel on your chest..." Winter finished speaking halfway, and then just looked at Tissy with a smile and stopped talking. Tissy looked down, and then smiled back calmly, "This was given to me by my mother, who said it was a relic of my father, whom I have never met, and who has been with me since I was very young." "So, you wear it all the time?" Winter took out a cigar from his pocket, glanced at Tissy, and after getting her tacit approval, he lit it. "Yes, my mother said it was very important to me." Tissy nodded. Winter took a puff of the cigar, and continued to ask: "During the time you were wearing it, did you encounter any strange things. For example..." He paused, carefully observing every expression of Tissy, "Such as dreaming of other worlds, etc..." Tissy tilted her head and thought about it, then laughed, "No, sir. I don't remember." Winter squinted his walnut-colored eyes and kept staring at the smoke in the car, as if thinking about something but not thinking about it.Just when Tissy felt a little depressed, he said again, "Miss Tissy, I have an abrupt request." Tissy secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and looked at him. Winter continued: "Our Tiya family is a family of antiques. But tracing back to the roots, the beginning of our business was about a hundred years ago. We were the first to trigger the popularity of the study of Egyptian ancient relics in the upper class of Britain. wind." Tissy's eyes widened, Egypt?what is that placeShe had never heard of it. Winter took a deep puff of the cigar, and the strong smell made him frown. "To be exact, it's the popular style of dissecting mummies." mummy?Tissy stopped going to school after middle school, and naturally her family couldn't afford a tutor. She knew little about things outside of Britain, especially African countries, which she had hardly heard of. "Egypt is a country located in northern Africa. It is a country of gold surrounded by sea and desert." Winter turned his head and looked at the misty and rainy streets of London. The sun is shining, and the Nile River they live on is a clear blue stream in the endless desert, like a sapphire belt across this kingdom of the gods. Three thousand years ago, a chapter of their long history was ushered there. At the climax, there is a well-known pharaoh and king. He is brave and good at fighting, ruthless and cruel. He is a genius ruler and the longest reigning ruler of ancient Egypt. He has made great achievements and built countless buildings that last forever... …but he was lonely." He smiled, "Although he has dozens of descendants, hundreds of concubines, and thousands of courtiers, although he is invincible and immortal. However, his only and most beloved... the favorite concubine died. , seems to have lost everything. So he built the most luxurious tomb for her at all costs, carefully mummified her with the most powerful craftsmen and put the most important treasures of Egypt in her body to accompany her ...He is looking forward to her soul being able to use that magical treasure to return to him when she wakes up in another world." Tissy was deeply attracted by his words, she was still waiting for him to tell the story of the king, but Wen Te stopped talking.For some reason, she clearly read an indescribable sadness between his brows. "I... my ancestors got the precious mummy, but it was stolen very quickly. It is the most important treasure of my family." When he said this, he kept looking at the pendant on Tissy's chest . Tissy couldn't help being a little scared, she reached out to hold her necklace. Winter looked at Tissy, as if she wanted to say something.At this moment, the car stopped, and the driver came down and opened the door for the two of them, and said respectfully and politely: "Sir, the residence of Marquis Mordiet is ahead, do you want me to inform you?" Before Wen Te could say anything, Tissy jumped out of the car like crazy, bowed to him hastily, "Thank you, sir, thank you very much." Tissy ran towards the gate of No. 23 quickly, as if something was chasing her behind.She rang the doorbell quickly, for fear that Winter would catch up and say something to her again, or make that so-called "abrupt request".She held the gemstone on her chest vigorously, and kept saying to herself no, no, mummy sounds like a very precious thing, how could the appearance of their family touch such a special thing. The gem on her body must be an ordinary jewelry, and that person must have made a mistake.This was the first time she heard about that country and that pharaoh. After a few seconds, but to Tissy, it seemed as long as several hours, and finally heard the footsteps of people inside, and the people inside didn't even ask who she was, and opened the door all at once. Tissy breathed a sigh of relief when she saw a pair of blue eyes.With a quick glance back, she saw that Winter's car had left.She may have a lot of heart.So she quickly cleared up her emotions, and said politely: "Hi, I'm Tissy Yidi, is this the rose you ordered?" The person who came to open the door was about fifty years old. He was wearing a neat three-piece old-fashioned suit without a tie, his nails were neat and smooth, his leather shoes were clean and shiny, his beard was clean-shaven, and his hair was neatly neatly arranged. People who pay attention to appearance. His blue eyes froze for a moment when he saw Tissy, and then he smiled again, "Miss Yidi?" Tissy nodded quickly. He turned sideways and motioned Tissy to go in, "You look very similar to your mother, is your mother in good health? Why are you here today?" He paused, "I forgot to introduce myself, I am William Mordiet." Tissy's first reaction was to be stunned, William Mordiet, isn't that the name of the Marquis?Is this man in front of her the Marquis?Immediately afterwards, she had some doubts, wait, if this is really the residence of the Marquis of Mordiet, even if it is not the main residence, why can't even a servant be seen, but the Marquis himself came to open the door? As if seeing her hesitation, Marquis Mordiet smiled and explained, "I have something to do today, I will let them all leave for a while." Tissy was relieved now, she walked in, and said politely: "My mother is not feeling well today, so I came here for her. These are the flowers ordered by the family." She walked halfway, but saw a young man not far away looking at her quietly.He looked about ten years old, and there was a bit of contempt and disdain in his blue eyes.She raised her hand, trying to say hello to him, but he snorted softly from his nose, turned around and ran away. "That's my son, Owen." William said to Tissy apologetically, "He's still young and naughty. Don't mind me." Tissy nodded, thinking that she was just a flower sender, and the Marquis explained so much to herself so politely, he is really a wonderful person.She couldn't help but secretly added a lot of impression points to him, she gathered the rose in her hand, "Where do you want me to put the flowers?" William pointed to the vase next to him, watching Tissy put the flowers in carefully, without taking his eyes off Tissy. "Your mother... how is she doing recently?" William asked again. Tissy couldn't help turning her head curiously, and her light gray eyes couldn't help being tainted with a questioning meaning.Marquis Mordiet, why are you so concerned about her mother? William lowered his head and played with his gold cuff seemingly unintentionally. He didn't urge Tissy to answer, but he didn't intend to explain his greeting just now. Tissy paused, and said slowly: "She's fine, she's always been fine, but her heart disease still happens occasionally." William let out a "hmm", and then seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts, ignoring Tissy.It wasn't until Tissy felt that her legs were sore and offered to say goodbye that he suddenly understood and sent her out very kindly. "Bring this to your mother." William handed an envelope with nothing written on it to Tissy, "Please tell her, I hope she pays attention to her health." Tissy nodded. Marquis Mordiet showed a tired smile, "I will trouble you next month."