The horn trees in the yard began to fall again, and the yellow-green leaves were flying all over the sky. A group of children chased the leaves and played and played, and the joy filled the entire school.

Not far away at the classroom door, Roy leaned against the mottled wall, staring at the half-pointed star on the left sleeve in a daze, frowning from the side of the room, and was out of place for the surroundings.

"Roy, I was in a bad mood yesterday, so I didn't stay after school." Vivien suddenly walked to him with a pretty face with apologetic face, "I'll help you review when the afternoon class is over?"

Roy nodded, his face still tense, and his mind was not at all about her words.

"By the way, Teacher Kadell asked you to go to the second floor to find her."

...

"How did you feel when you stayed in school for a while? Are you still used to getting along with other children? How do you think the classroom environment is like? Are there any areas that need improvement?" Kardell put his hands on his desk, looking at Roy sitting on the chair opposite him, with encouragement in his eyes.

The deep nasolabial folds made her more like she was interrogating.

"I think it's all good." Roy answered truthfully, "I'm especially grateful to Teacher Vivien for her careful guidance. Without her, my progress wouldn't have been so fast."

"Vivien is a good teacher who is popular and no one in school doesn't love her. If she hadn't spent a lot of energy to take care of her parents, she would have done a better job."

"By the way, Mr. Kardell, I have a question," Roy paused, "Does Teacher Vivien have a brother?"

Kardell shook his head, "Vivien has no siblings, he only has a drunken father and a confused mother. Both of them cannot work and rely on her to support them. It is also for this reason that Vivien has never been married."

Roy was even more confused. That was not what Vivien said to him yesterday.

"I thought she had a younger brother who treated me like that guy, so she took care of me."

Kardell shook his head and looked serious, "Roy, Vivien has been assisting me in school affairs ten years ago. I treat her as a daughter, understand everything about her, and I confirm that she has no siblings. She cares about every student. Because you just came to school, you paid more attention."

Roy stopped asking and seemed to accept the result.

Kardell smiled and patted his head. Several adolescent boys in the school all had a good impression of the young and beautiful Vivien, fantasizing that the beautiful teacher treated her differently. She thought Roy was one of them.

"After that being said, Roy, you have great potential. After half a month, you will be smarter than the other 64 children. Maybe in a few years, you will become an outstanding graduate of the Kardell House. At that time, the teacher will draw a portrait of you, keep your honor in school forever, and encourage latecomers."

Kadell opened the drawer in front of his desk and took out several framed portraits to show to Roy. The lifelike oil paintings were all a little green and teenager faces.

And when Roy's eyes flashed over one of them, they suddenly solidified.

"Helheim, graduated on December 20, 1259."

It was a young boy's face, thirteen or fourteen years old, with black hair and a faint freckle between his nose, which looked dull, and it was easy for people to ignore his existence. But there was an ugly scar of the length of the index finger under his right eye, which was impressive.

Roy was sure that he had seen him before, but couldn't remember where it was.

“Where have outstanding graduates gone to work?”

Kadell looked very proud when he heard this, "The teacher is quite energetic in Aden. They are all made of materials, but they still need to be polished. So I recommended them to other cities, such as Leriya and Livia, Upper Posada, Lower Posada, and the capital Vangeburg. Most of the work they are engaged in is related to text, and have become history researchers, copyists, and book administrators..."

Roy pretended to look yearning and longing, but he felt vaguely in his heart that Kardell was lying. The purpose of this school to train students does not seem to be so simple.

...

After school, Vivien was explaining several complex vocabulary to Roy, and a sloppy middle-aged man with a bloated figure suddenly broke in.

His face was covered in flesh, his shirt was dark brown, with wine stains and food residue, his hair was messy and bumpy, and he also had a layer of greasiness that had not been washed for many days, emitting a moldy smell. He was as depressed as a beggar.

He slowly walked to the two gods, turned around Roy with suspicious eyes, then turned to the woman, spread his right hand at her, and showed a proper expression and said with a big tongue, "Vivien, why didn't you go home yesterday? Give me money quickly...I want to drink!"

Vivien quietly pulled Roy behind her, blocked herself in front, and said with a pretty face tight and cold look, "I don't have money to give it to you."

"Damn girl, where did you use the money? I don't know how to leave some old fathers who respect you?" The middle-aged man frowned into the deep Sichuan character, opened his mouth full of jagged yellow teeth, and spat thick phlegm in front of her, "I must bring the money home tomorrow, otherwise you will know the consequences!" He threw down a harsh word with a threatening face, and then turned around and left cursed.

"He's your father?" Roy asked carefully, looking at Vivien with a pale face.

"Yes, his name is Bob, my father." Vivien said quietly, "Isn't it scary?"

Roy stammered, he couldn't blame other people's elders. "It's like this when you're drunk."

"Don't worry, just scold him, I don't mind. This guy has never been sober, never cared about anyone in the house... He started drinking when he opened his eyes, and he must be drunk when he closed his eyes." Vivien's pretty face was full of numbness, and her tone was helpless and sarcastic.

No matter who gets into this kind of alcoholic father, he will be in trouble for eight lifetimes.

"Bob never fulfilled his duties as a father, and he didn't even care about his son's disappearance."

His son, Vivien's younger brother, the person who has been denied by Kardell and does not exist.

Roy looked at Vivien again and his eyes became strange.

"Sister Vivien, what's going on? Tell me how?" Roy further said in order to strengthen his persuasion, "I spent some time with a witch hunter. To be precise, my teacher is a witch hunter from the Viper School. He taught me how to deal with unusual troubles and difficulties. Maybe he can help you."

"Are you serious?" the woman raised her eyebrows and her beautiful eyes questioned, "As far as I know, the color and shape of your eyes are different from those powerful witch hunters."

"Because I am still an apprentice and have not passed the grass trial yet... my body is no different from an ordinary person." Roy told the other party about his experience of following the witch hunter.

Vivien pondered for a moment.

"Well, Roy, I believe you. Although I don't know why a witch hunter apprentice wants to work in the herb shop in the market, since you are willing to listen to me, it doesn't matter if you have experience in that area. At least you won't treat me like a lunatic just like an ordinary person?"

"It's incredible to say. Even I don't know what that brother looks like, how old he is, and where he is?" Vivien smiled self-deprecatingly, with a complicated expression on her pretty face, and even she thought this was ridiculous.

"When I first preached this fact to others, everyone around me thought I was crazy, whether it was the respected Principal Kardell or the cute and naughty students, no one had seen my brother, and no one remembered...I once had a brother."

"I tried to prove to the alcoholic that he had a biological son and showed him the extra boy's clothes! He called me an illegitimate son outside, and as for my mother, I couldn't understand what I said. Later I understood that if I continued to promote it, probably everyone would think that I was possessed by the devil and purify me on a stake. Since then, I have kept this in my heart, just thinking that everything is normal. It has been about two years since then, and I have never mentioned it to anyone else." Vivien fell into a brief silence.

Roy's doubts became even heavier, "Teacher Vivien, this is very strange. No one remembers him at all. Why do you have such a relative so much?"

"Because I have evidence... I just said that I found some boys' clothes from home... If they weren't burned by that alcoholic, I could have seen it." Vivien's beautiful eyes flashed with regret, and then became firm, obviously believing in this idea. "In addition, since I started working with Principal Cardel, I have a habit of writing a diary every half month or a month to record impressive things. I happened to school, home, and on the street by chance. I recorded it for a full ten years."

"I occasionally read these diaries. I have high requirements for myself and dream of one day becoming a person like President Kadell who is respected and loved by everyone... so I often correct my words and deeds through those records."

"Sister Vivien, you have actually done it. Everyone in the school likes you. And the parents of those children." Roy said sincerely, feeling that the woman in front of him was putting too much pressure on him.

"It's still far away." Vivien shook her head, stared into the air with beautiful eyes, and said in a daze, "When I was flipping through the diary two years ago, I found some strange records--"

Vivien paused and suddenly became stronger, "In addition to me, that alcoholic, and my poor mother, there is a fourth person in the house!"

Roy shrank his neck and felt like he was listening to ghost stories.

Vivien took off the silver necklace on her chest, pinched it gently, opened the square pendant and took out the wrinkled pieces of paper from the inside, and opened it and tiled it flat, about the size of a palm. It depicted two people one tall and one short with rough and simple lines, holding hands. On the left is a tall woman, on the right is a boy, with cute blush on both cheeks.

The two of them had bright smiles and a close expression, which was obviously a sibling.

"Later, I found a bunch of boys' clothes at home, which were obviously much smaller than the alcoholic. In addition, the painting that was inexplicably extra in the pendant, I was sure that I had a younger brother, but I really couldn't remember it." Vivien's pretty face showed a puzzled and crazy expression, and it took a while to continue.

"When I helped you to help you in the slums that day, this feeling was particularly strong. I know that there must be many similarities between you and him."

"Although I don't know what he looks like, my feelings tell me that he does exist."

This can explain the surprising attitude of Vivien to Roy when she first met.

But Roy always felt something was wrong, so he decided to follow the other party's words and explore the bottom.

"Sister Vivien, I'll take the liberty to ask, can I let me see that part of the diary?"
Chapter completed!