Shadow of the Beautiful World

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On July 17, 1989, the sun shone on the land of Wisconsin. This land, which the Indians called the "grassland", finally reached the best moment of the year.

The milk that is abundant here almost fills the whole land with aroma, and for others, this season is also very important, because they will usher in the turning point of the first half of life.

August is the time for university start, which means that there is not much time left for young people graduating from high school to wantonly.

By the farm, on the road, young people full of youthful energy drive around. It's easy for boys and girls with hormonal surges to do romantic things in this troubled season, and of course, they occasionally need to bear the bad consequences after passion.

"Merlin! Merlin!"

A black muscle car drove the road in front of the farm at a speed of 120 miles, and stopped outside the farm with a chic and elegant flow. In the car, there were a few cool-dressed girls who shouted towards the farm.

"Hurry and play with us! Don't always be alone! You nerd!"

The driving boy continued to whistle the car horn and alarmed the cows on the farm. A moment later, a slightly thin young man wearing a striped shirt walked out of the garage holding a wrench.

He has black hair, light gray eyes, and a 1.8-meter head, and his face is beautiful.

He had black oil stains on his clothes and hands, and he seemed to be repairing something. He stretched out his hand, shielding the sun above his head, and waved friendly to the men and women in the car. He shouted:

"Go play, I'm still a little busy."

"Don't be like this, Merlin."

A girl in the car stood up, and while others were coaxing, her voice shouted sweetly:

"Come and play with us."

Other girls also started to coax, it seems that Merlin has a good impression in the minds of the girls, of course, the boys do not like him very much. The guy driving the car made a "weak burst" gesture towards Merlin, and then stepped on the accelerator.

"Nerd Merlin! Just play yourself."

In the scream of a young man in a car, the car started at a racing speed, almost in the blink of an eye, and disappeared in front of Merlin.

Watching his classmates leave, Merlin shrugged. Instead of caring about the satires, he turned and walked back to the garage. After a while, the sound of beating and beating sounded again on the farm.

Merlin, the young man, didn't like to hang out with those silly peers.

The boy who experienced disasters and nightmares at birth was more stable than his peers. Especially in his family, because of some gossip related to him, he was forced to move away from Buffalo County. After coming to Madison, Merlin knew how to hide himself. He tried not to let himself be the focus.

He knew that something that happened to him was really difficult to explain.

Rather than spend time with the girls who dress her up, Merlin is more willing to spend time with her family. Or simply stay in the garage of your own farm and try to repair the 1962 classic red Chevrolet Corvette.

He called the car "Lola", just like the beautiful car, that was his girlfriend.

His dad had promised that as long as Merlin could fix it, the cool car would belong to him.

For Merlin, there is no better 18th birthday gift than Lola. He also plans to drive Lola all the way to New York, where he will complete his 6-year college life, and then become a doctor and find a lover. He gave birth to a few children and passed on the blood of the Riley family.

"Merlin! Can your knocking sound be lower? It's only 9 o'clock in the morning! Can't you let me take a good sleep? Even one day!"

The moment Merlin closed the front hood, the voice of complaint sounded behind his back.

When Merlin looked back, he saw Phil wearing a loose T-shirt and jeans with messy hair.

That was his younger brother, Philip J. Coulson, the son of his adoptive father James Coulson, 3 years younger than him, and a high school student with excellent grades.

"If you can fall asleep on time every day, then every morning at 9 o'clock, you should be able to help me fix Lola here."

Merlin leaned against Lola's car cover, and he lowered the wrench in his hand and reached for the towel. As he wiped his hands, he looked at Phil.

It wasn't until Phil began to dodge his gaze that Merlin asked:

"You didn't come back until 2 o'clock last night. What did you do?"

This sharp question made Phil couldn't help but look away, he mumbled:

"I am a healthy 15-year-old young man. I am very handsome and very popular. Now it is summer vacation. What do you say I did? Haven't you experienced puberty?"

"Of course I have experienced it, but obviously my adolescence was not as "passionate" as you are."

Merlin stood up and walked over to Phil. He looked down at his unconvinced brother. After a moment, he sighed and handed the towel in his hand to Phil. He said:

"Wipe the lipstick mark on the neck, don't be seen by the mother, otherwise she will yell at you again."

Phil hurriedly took the towel, facing the mirror, and wiped the three kiss marks from his neck.

Merlin stood behind him and looked at his younger brother. Phil reflected in the mirror was a typical white American. His size was lower than that of Merlin. His face was white and clean, with gray eyes like Merlin's, and his mouth was pursed. At that time, this face was unexpectedly cold and serious, which also gave him a lot of points in the eyes of those silly girls.

Phil held the numbers and combed his messy hair into cool, slightly upturned hairstyles that were popular in recent years, and then applied hairspray to the hair in a very coquettish manner.

Behind him, holding his arms and having the temperament like a real doctor, Merlin said again:

"Less use a little hair spray, that stuff will make you 20% more likely to lose hair. And, I'm curious, are you taking protective measures?"

"What was the girl last night?"

"Damn it! Don't ask such questions."

This series of interrogations made Phil a little bit angry and turned back, glaring at his brother. He said:

"I have more experience than you in these matters, and I don’t need you to teach me. And, the girl last night was not Stacey, it was Julie, or the new girl who moved to Madison, and she was half Nordic. It’s very exotic, she likes me very much, and I like her very much. If this continues, we may not really be together in the future."

"and many more!"

Merlin interrupted his brother's beautiful fantasies. He went to the garage table, pulled open the drawer, and searched in a pile of letters. He asked without looking back:

"Julie? Julie Noyce? It's her, right?"

"Yes, how do you know her name?"

Phil looked at his brother curiously, and then saw Merlin turned around with three letters in his hand. The letter contained a perfume that familiarized Phil, which made Phil's face slightly unsightly.

"Of course I know her, my stupid brother."

With a quirky smile, Merlin put the letter in his brother's hand. He patted Phil on the shoulder and said softly:

"When she first came to Madison High School, she wrote 3 love letters to me, 2 to Jensen, 2 to Boulder, and other men I don’t know, almost the same. All the boys in the high school..."

"You wouldn't be stupid enough to think that a girl who is so infatuated will fall in love with you at first sight, right? My brother, you have been making the same mistakes since you were 13 years old, and you have never grown."

Phil's body was a little stiff, which also gave Merlin a tone of warning.

"Phil, I don’t want to intervene in your adolescence, but it’s better to converge. Dad is a physical education teacher in high school. He is an individual in school and in the community. Don’t let Dad do it because of your bad behavior. Fame, I mean... keep your eyes open later, understand?"

"That bitch! That damn..."

Phil shredded the letter in his hand like a fretful cub. He wanted to throw the debris out of his hand, but Merlin held his wrist. He said:

"No swearing at home!"

"Clean up, wipe away tears, go back to the house and get dressed. Today we are going to eat out. This is for my birthday, my brother, you will not be absent, right?"

Phil nodded silently. His eyes were red. Obviously, the young man was hurt again by playing with emotions.

However, this is the characteristic of American young people, no one can escape.

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"Okay, I am happier. Today is the day for dinner."

James Coulson walked out of the room. While arranging the bow tie around his neck, he squeezed his eyes at his son:

"Merlin, the principal told me today that he wants to invite you to speak as an excellent graduate. You can make me proud. Compared to Phil’s uneasy kid, you are a perfect son. Speaking of it, you still Are you in Xiulola? Would you like me to help? This is half a month away from your start of school. You haven't fixed it yet. Maybe you need some wisdom from the elderly."

"No, dad."

Merlin, who changed a set of casual clothes, walked to the car, opened the door for his father, and helped him into the car. He said to James:

"I have changed the engine for Lola, and now only the last few steps are left, and your baby car is mine."

"Original engine?"

James's eyes widened, and he looked at his son with a sternness in his eyes:

"Where are you from? You won't do something you shouldn't do?"

"I made it myself."

Merlin got into the driver's seat, skillfully caught fire, and pulled the reverse disc. In the rearview mirror, he looked at his parents. He drove the car out of the farm while explaining:

"In the summer vacations of the past few years, I have worked as an intern in the private hospital of Rubes. Although this year is only enough to meet the legal standards, Rubes still gave me some more compensation. Dad, I am in your eyes. Bad boy not to be trusted?"

"of course not."

Before James had spoken, Merlin’s mother Anna Coulson stood up from the back seat and left a kiss mark on her forehead of her proud son. She said to Merlin:

"My little Merlin is the most powerful, but you are about to leave, which really makes my mother sad."

Facing a trace of sadness revealed by his mother, Merlin just wanted to respond and saw a figure suddenly appearing in front of the starting car.

Although there was only one glance, Merlin saw clearly.

He wore a black suit, a strange blue cloak, and a black gentleman hat.

The brim was so low that he couldn't see his face at all, so he leaned on his cane and smiled at the corner of his mouth, standing in front of the car driven by Merlin, as if to say hello to him.

The figure was so clear that Merlin subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and the accelerating car shook violently, throwing Mrs. Coulson, who was caught off guard, into the back seat, and also let Phil, who was sitting beside Merlin Crashed into the car window.

Almost everyone in the car turned over.

"Damn it!"

Phil rubbed his red forehead and shouted at Merlin:

"Are you going to kill me?"

"No, it's not! I see, there is a person in front, in front. Wearing a cloak, wearing a hat...I see clearly."

Merlin held the steering wheel sluggishly, and his heart suddenly jumped quickly. He explained in a panic, but Phil turned his head to look forward. In front of the car, there was no one at all.

"You are crazy! Merlin."

Phil screamed:

"No one is there!"

"Phil! Shut up!"

James saw the tension on his son's face, which did not seem to be hypocritical. The middle-aged man remembered the dark rumors about Merlin's life circulating in Buffalo County.

The people there said that Merlin was an unfortunate person who killed his parents as soon as he was born, and anyone who touched him would suffer bad luck.

Because of the malicious attacks, the Coulsons had to move to Madison only 15 years ago.

Merlin's expression made James nervous. He opened the door immediately and walked to the car. But after repeated searching, there was no figure there, not even footprints.

"No one, Merlin, you may be dazzled."

James looked around, and after repeatedly confirming that there were no abnormalities, he sat back in the car, comforting Merlin and his wife. Then shouted to mumble Phil:

"Phil, you come to drive and give your brother a break."

"But I'm only 15 years old, you don't mean that 15-year-olds can't..."

"Shut up! Let you open, and you will open! It's time to eat, don't be late."

Under James's scolding, Phil was lifeless, but drove away with excitement. As a boy who grew up on the farm, Phil's driving skills were still very good.

But in the noon sunshine, every time Merlin who changed position with Phil looked out of the car window when the vehicle left the farm and drove to the restaurant, he could see the figure wearing a blue cloak and a hat .

The figure is watching him...

The figure was telling him something that could be explained without words and gestures.

Merlin can read what he means.

The sun shone on this land, however, Merlin was like an ice cave.

Yes, he lied.

He is not ignorant of the death of his parents, and he is not without memory of the fire that destroyed the Riley family that night after his birth...

He recognized the figure, and he remembered clearly that it had appeared when his parents died.

He hadn't appeared in all 18 years, and it was so long that Merlin thought it was just an unreal and unreal memory, but it wasn't.

Not fantasy, but reality.

Are there really demons or angels in the world?

No one knows, but today, Merlin knows...

No matter who that thing is, no matter what he represents...

He... came to him.

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