Endless Debt

"It seems that Boluogo has been very busy recently?"

"Not only is he very busy, he is simply the busiest person in the Order Bureau."

Aimu thought for a moment, then added, "Deputy Director Nathaniel has taken a back seat, and Holt is recuperating in a border sanatorium, so all these troubles fall on Boluogo's shoulders."

"Are you worried about him?"

"certainly."

Aimu recalled Boluogo's appearance, his tired expression and his distracted eyes from time to time.

"He...he's already so busy that he's a bit unfamiliar."

"strangeness?"

"Well, strange. He doesn't look like himself anymore. Instead, he is like an efficient flesh and blood machine. In addition to work, there is responsibility in his head. Sometimes when I look at his look, I can't breathe. I feel like Facing a dark cloud full of heavy rain."

"That sounds really bad."

Aimu picked up the drink and drank it in one gulp, then forked a piece of dessert and took a bite of cream.

She said vaguely, "Yeah, but there's nothing I can do about it. In this position, Boluogo has to bear corresponding responsibilities. What's more, he actually feels a little bit happy about it."

"Are you enjoying it? I heard Palmer say this. He said that once Boluogo gets into work mode, he is a complete workaholic, as if work is everything to him."

After discussing it eloquently for most of the time, Aimu put down his chair, holding the dinner plate in his hand, and divided the dessert into small pieces. He turned his head and looked at Vosilin who had put down the chair like him and was half-lying to rest. Aimu's eyes were a little more curious.

Aimu asked, "Have you ever been in a similar situation with Palmer?"

"Of course," Wosilin closed her eyes and said, "In the end, we are all mortals. Unless the spirit is particularly twisted and needs to be sent to a mental hospital for treatment, everyone's emotional journey is quite similar, isn't it? ?”

Aimu tasted Wosilin's words carefully. She was not sure whether Boluogo was mentally distorted, but after a rough thought, it seemed that none of them were very normal guys.

Forget it, even in industrial manufacturing, certain errors must be allowed, right?

"Tell me about it?"

Aimu's eyes lit up, curious about the love story between Wosselin and Palmer.

Woxilin has been working in the Order Bureau for a while. Due to various confusing reasons, she did not live with Palmer, but lived in the staff dormitory of the reclamation room. Therefore, besides working hours, Woxilin Lin often got together with Aimu, chatting about some incomprehensible topics and killing boring time.

"Actually, there's nothing to talk about. Didn't Palmer say it many times before?"

Wosselin didn't know where to start. She didn't have Palmer's peculiar gift, for which it seemed that no matter how bad things were, he could easily explain them in a joke-telling way.

Palmer is a natural comedian who can bring inexplicable joy to people anytime and anywhere.

"Um……"

Aimu recalled that she did remember a lot about Palmer's love story, but rather than that it was a real experience, Aimu would rather believe that it was a joke told by Palmer on purpose to make everyone laugh.

No, that's not a joke, that's the real truth.

"Anyway, I just used some small tricks to get engaged to Palmer," Vosilin showed a sly smile, as if she had everything in her hands, "Except for holding the wedding, all kinds of factual issues , I have already solved it, even if Palmer wants to run away, he can't run away."

As Wosilin said, she turned over her palms and saw a silver ring suddenly appeared on her ring finger, shining brightly in the dim light.

"This is?"

Vosilin said mysteriously, "Wedding ring."

"ha?"

Aimu was stunned. After a moment of sluggishness, she said repeatedly, "But... I have never seen Palmer wearing it."

"Oh, I also have his one," Wo Xilin turned her palm over again, and there was a larger silver ring in her palm. "When we got engaged, he wasn't there, so I kept it for him. .”

Woxilin's smile gradually turned sinister, "Look, this is a surefire solution."

Aimu sat up straight. The way she looked at Vosilin completely changed, as if she was getting to know her again, and there was only admiration in her eyes.

"You can't blame me," Wosselin explained. "Palmer has been gone for a long time. Who knows if he will have a new love outside. Although, I don't think he is that kind of person, but I don't know. Be prepared for everything possible, right?"

"Yes," Aimu nodded. She had heard similar words in Bologna, "To deal with all possibilities, this is a professional."

"That's right, professionals."

Vosilin sat up straight as she spoke. As if she knew all of Aimu's troubles, she put her hand on Aimu's shoulder and asked, "Are you feeling uneasy? Regarding the relationship between you and Boluogo ties."

Aimu shook his head, then nodded, "I would never doubt Boluogo, but..."

"I know, I know," as someone who has experienced it, Vosilin understands Aimu's mood at this time. "I also believe in Palmer and have never doubted the feelings between me and him. The same goes for you. You firmly believe that the connection between you cannot be severed by sword or time.

but! but! "

Vosilin emphasized a few "buts" and continued, "However, no matter how firm we are, sometimes, when we are depressed and sad, we will inevitably have some doubts about the tightness of the bond. Doubt the authenticity of your own emotions.”

"Um."

Aimu echoed in a low voice. Woxilin's words reminded her of the past. It was a long time ago. It was so faint in Aimu's memory. When she recalled it now, it was like a dream.

In the chaotic ending of the timeline, the connection between Aimu and Boluogo was already so close, but it still took Boluogo a long time to win Aimu's final trust.

"So, sometimes we are like this, no matter how closely we are connected, we will have doubts from time to time, so that we long for such a trust ritual. As long as this trust ritual is achieved, we can trust each other absolutely. Never be troubled by doubt again.

Even though this ceremony is essentially non-binding. "

Aimu tasted Vosilin's words and realized belatedly, "Are you referring to marriage?"

"No, no, no, marriage is just a kind of trust ceremony in the secular sense," Vosilin explained carefully, "a part of a trusting, contractual act."

"This sounds a bit stupid," Aimu thought for a while, "All it takes is a non-binding trust ceremony, and both parties will trust each other and never abandon each other. It feels like two stupid guys using the trust ceremony to Reasons to justify your blind trust."

"Pretty much, it's just stupid, stupid, and blind," Vosilin's voice became louder, "We are talking about human emotions. Rational things like emotions are themselves irrational."

"But the more stupid it is, the more precious it appears, isn't it? Aimu."

Woxilin's voice became softer again, warm and gentle, "We know that this trust ceremony is non-binding, but we are still willing to surrender to its rules, refusing to be smart people, going against the nature of self-interest, ignoring the pros and cons, and choosing Be a fool."

"That's why fools like us need this kind of ritual. It's like a psychological placebo, leaving a deep mark in our lives.

Like a universal answer, whenever we are in doubt, when we think of this ordinary precious metal ring on our finger, our hearts will fall into peace again. "

Aimu's eyes were a little wandering, and she seemed to understand what Wosilin said, but what we can know is that Wosilin is indeed a romantic guy, her heart is so emotional, and she is willing to be a fool.

Listening to her words, Aimu's mood gradually calmed down. She put down her dinner plate and leaned back again. Vosilin also lay down. The two of them seemed to be lying on the beach to bask in the sun, although there was no beach here. , and there is no sun.

After the silence lasted for a while, Aimu suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, when do you plan to conduct a trust ceremony with Palmer? What if he doesn't take the initiative?"

"Why should he take the initiative?"

"Huh? When I watch those movies, aren't the men always taking the initiative?"

After saying this, Aimu realized that even if Palmer wanted to take the initiative, there was nothing he could do, the rings were all with Wosselin.

"That's not true, Aimu," Vosilin scolded Aimu again, "The initiative is never a man's exclusive privilege. We can also take the initiative."

"ah?"

Aimu's head froze. The movies, books, and other people's discussions she had seen, all the information were shaping an absolute fact, that is, the trust ceremony seemed to be initiated only by the man.

The trust ceremony may take place in a sunset garden or on a mountaintop admiring the sunrise. When the woman is enjoying the beauty, the man suddenly kneels down to her and takes out the ring that symbolizes the conclusion of the ceremony. The woman will have a look on her face. I was moved and took the ring, just like the queen canonizing the knight in the oil painting.

"Can...is it okay?"

"Why not?" Wosilin asked, "And why must he take the initiative?"

Vosilin is much more unique than Aimu imagined. She doesn't care about the stereotypes formed by movies, books, etc.

"I've already planned it," Wosselin said. "Whenever I'm in a good mood, I'll pull him and put the ring on him."

After saying that, she stared at Aimu closely again, "Aren't you curious about how a man would react if he was actively performed a trust ceremony?"

Seeing Vosilin's enthusiastic look, Aimu realized that Vosilin was more concerned about Palmer's potential reaction after receiving the trust ceremony than the trust ceremony itself... It's no wonder that these two people can get together. ah.

"Think about it, Aimu, think about it carefully. From childhood education on men, the world has been training him as a warrior, regardless of whether this warrior really wants to fight the devils. Real swords and guns, or facing the challenges of life, the world itself is making them stronger.

Such a group of strong, even stubborn, guys, if one day they are suddenly hit by such a warm blow, how do you think they will react? "

Aimu shook his head blankly, "I don't know, this is a bit out of line for me."

I don’t know if this conversation started at a certain moment, but it was heading towards the blind spot of Aimu’s cognition. Aimu also felt that Woxilin did it on purpose. She was like a sinister conspirator, trying to attack Aimu. Tell about your evil plans to get that satisfying feeling of accomplishment.

Aimu could even hallucinate Vosilin's sinister laughter, which sounded like the villain's conspiracy had succeeded.

Woxilin showed a meaningful smile, "Aimu, if a man is actively trusted by a woman for a ceremony, or in other words, a proposal, it's over, he will never forget you in his life.

Even if the relationship between you eventually breaks down for some reason, as long as he is alive for one day, he will definitely remember you, and until the day he dies, he will still show off this relationship to others, just like what a fanatic tells The same miracles he had witnessed. "

Aimu looked at Vosilin in shock. This was not just a conspiracy, it was a complete conspiracy. Palmer could not escape at all.

"Wait a minute, I know that's not going to happen, but I'm going to assume, what if Palmer says no?"

"reject?"

Wosselin snorted disdainfully, "I will beat him up hard."

"Then what?"

"Keep him convinced until he accepts," Vosilin Tu said. "What's more, we are already engaged. His father Vonn personally witnessed it. I want to propose to him, but I just want to make up for it. , it’s just a pity that he wasn’t there at that time.”

Aimu clapped silently, master, Wosilin is a real master, she has already calculated everything, from the day Palmer met her, this poor unlucky guy has fallen into Wosilin's poisonous hands. Among them, he was just too stupid to realize it.

"So you understand, Aimu."

Woxilin changed her words and brought the topic back to Aimu. She came closer to Aimu, and their faces were almost touching.

"Sometimes we have to take the initiative and catch our opponents off guard."

Like an enthusiastic senior, Vosilin conveyed her thoughts to Aimu, "For a person like Boluogo who seems to be frigid, you have to chase after him and wait for him to take the initiative to react? You must know that he is an immortal, and with the poor sense of time of the immortals, who knows when they will be able to figure it out!"

"Oh, I see... Boluogo? Ah? Ah!"

…

"A sneeze."

Palmer sneezed hard and wiped his nose. He looked gloomily at the high platform in front of him and whispered, "I don't know why, I always feel very uneasy today."

"Uneasy? You may be a little nervous."

Bologg stood next to Palmer and reassured, "The ceremony of being promoted to a defender sounds risky. It's normal for you to feel like this."

"Really?" Palmer looked at Boluogo doubtfully, and then looked forward, "I hope so, I don't know if the secret source can let me pass easily... Speaking of which, I am in the ethereal realm. I also got a glimpse of the secret source once, so I’m familiar with it, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

"I don't know. Everyone's encounters during the promotion ceremony are completely different. It's difficult to compile a systematic experience."

Bologg pushed Palmer's back and urged him to step forward. After seeing Palmer ascending to the high platform, Bologg was about to turn around and leave, but just after taking a few steps, he also sneezed.

Got a cold? Boluogo wondered, would the Glorious One catch a cold?

The episode flashed by, and Bologger strode out of the garden. He had no time to wait for the good news from Palmer. Before the promotion ceremony began, Freya brought a message that Nathaniel wanted to see him.

As if synchronized with Palmer's senses, Bologg also felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness, as if something bad was about to happen.