Plural Apostles

Chapter 810

"Life is full of regrets and hardships. Even if you have a firm will and a passionate soul, there will be some unsatisfactory places in your heart. It's just whether these unsatisfactory places will be revealed... It's like being a policeman. Siegfried ran into a crime that he had to sacrifice his life to solve, and when he was a teacher, Siegfried had to fight his own career to solve the unreasonableness."

The sound of keyboard tapping echoed in the living room. Hill lay on the sofa, chewing potato chips, curiously listening to Bronya's current analysis.

"These two worlds of mental images are more positive, persistent and aggressive, but there is no knot that needs to be taken care of... Maybe on the contrary, what he insisted on was greatly hindered in the face of reality. At that time, Qi Only when Ge Fei makes a choice can he make what he insists on more pure and bright. As for Kiana and Karen, it should only affect Sieg Fei's feelings. In a sense, it just meets Sieg Fei's goal. It’s not such an extreme pity.”

Bronya murmured thoughtfully: "I made Siegfried encounter those things by mistake before, maybe I can take the initiative to try to create a realistic dilemma for Siegfried this time? But it's not quite right Ah, this Siegfried of the mind image world is neither the type who is disappointed in the world, nor the type who has hope in the world... Hill, what do you think?"

"Well……"

Hill, who was eating snacks and enjoying being with Bronya, tilted her head. She licked the potato chips on her slender fingers and said softly, "I feel... just an ordinary person, it seems Nothing special about it."

"But there was nothing special about Siegfried, who was the teacher before, and it was only when he was faced with that situation that he felt very..."

Bronya continued calmly: "Heartbeat?"

"How is it possible." Hill resolutely vetoed, "I can only say that it is admirable, sister Bronya, you can tell jokes, Hill only likes sister Bronya."

"..."

Bronya tapped the keyboard in silence for a while, and she looked out the window at the gradually dark night: "Sill, you should go to bed early, there are still things to do tomorrow."

Hill tilted his head slightly, and asked curiously: "Sister Bronya, what key points have you thought of?"

"No... Siegfried in this world is quite ordinary and doesn't have much of a personality." Bronya shook her head, "However, it's no problem to find a way to get in touch with him first, Hill, you..."

"Sister Bronya, Hill is going to bed!" Hill in pajamas got off the sofa and said with a smile, "Sister Bronya, don't play games too late, good night."

"……Good night."

Bronya watched Hill walk into the bedroom. She continued typing on the keyboard for a while, then looked at the computer screen and kept thinking silently. Hill...

After spending a few minutes finishing the preparations, and convinced that someone on the other side would definitely not be able to sleep well tonight, Bronya turned off the computer and walked to the bedroom with the lights on. She glanced at the raised quilt on the bed : "Hill, playing with your phone under the covers is not good for your eyes."

The bulging quilt moved, and Hill's little head with messy hair came out: "It's okay, anyway, this is the world of mental images... But sister Bronya, when you said what you said just now, I feel like It's like sister Mei often says what you say."

"In front of Sister Mei, Bronya is a younger sister, and in front of Bronya, Hill is a younger sister."

Bronya calmly found a set of Homu pajamas from the cabinet. This is a set of one-piece pajamas, but it is not so much pajamas as it is similar to doll clothes. After wearing it, the Homu hat will be attached. Put it on, and it looks like a small hom.

There is no such popular entertainment element as Houm in this mind image world, but with Bronya, there is Homu.

While Bronya was changing her pajamas, Hill got out of the bed and raised her hand to help Bronya untie her hair: "Sister Bronya, why do you like Hom? Hill is completely I don't like this kind of weird creature with weird colors."

Bronya asked calmly: "So what does Hill like?"

"Hill likes little white rabbits." Hill nodded slightly, and untied Bronya's hair with a smile, raised his hand and shook it slightly to let the hair spread out, "After all, people are different. It is normal for each to have some preferences, Sister Bronya, are you right?"

Bronya was silent for a while, and said, "Hill, come and join the Homu religion! Believe in Homu, you will have eternal life!"

"Hee hee, don't." Hill buttoned up the pajama hat for Bronya, with a smile on his face, "Hill doesn't like a rabbit that is khaki and has such an ugly smile."

"Okay, sister Bronya, go to sleep."

The two of them lay under the same quilt, looking at the dim light in the bedroom that did not affect their sleep, their silver-gray eyes and dark blue eyes calmly looked at the ceiling of the bedroom, and a silent and quiet atmosphere spread in the bedroom.

Bronya let go of her thoughts slightly, her eyes were a little blank thinking about something, she felt that Hill next to her suddenly turned over, and her eyes focused on her face.

Bronya turned her head to look at Hill who was lying on her side: "What's wrong? Hill."

"Sister Bronya, Hill wants to hear your story." Hill smiled softly, "It's just like before, when I was in Mama Cocolia's orphanage."

Amidst the rustling of the quilt, Bronya turned over and lay on her side, her silver-gray eyes looked at Hill peacefully: "Well... then Bronya will tell Hill a story about "The Great Adventure of Homu" .”

Hill blinked and pouted slightly: "Sister Bronya is really bad."

"Want to listen?"

"Okay." Hill adjusted his posture, sinking his head comfortably in the pillow, "Hill wants to listen to a story."

"Once upon a time, there was a big holm leading a group of little holms. The big holom's favorite thing to do was to play tricks on a group of little holoms. There was only one smart little holom..."

Hill smiled and listened to the story calmly. Bronya's quiet and indifferent voice echoed gently in the bedroom.

Time passed slowly in Bronya's story, Hill's eyes were opened to half-closed, it seemed that after a while, she would slowly fall asleep in the voice of Bronya telling the story , as if in a half-dream and half-awake, a small and clear voice floated from Hill's mouth: "Sister Bronya... you said... Hill's eyes..."

Bronya stopped telling the story. She looked at Hill who seemed to be falling asleep, and said softly, "Hill's eyes are like the sea, very gentle."

"Ocean...then sister Bronya..." Hill closed his eyes, his small nose fluttered slightly, and his voice was indistinct, "Siegfried... what do his eyes look like... ..."

"Siegfried's eyes?" Bronya was silent for a moment, then said softly, "It's like a dark and calm night sky, as gentle as you, Hill."

"Well……"

Hill made a slight nasal sound, and seemed to have completely fallen into a deep sleep.

"Hill..." Bronya leaned over and gently kissed Hill on the forehead, she pulled the quilt, then hugged Hill into her arms, and closed her eyes calmly, "Good night, Hill. "

Good night, sister Bronya.

……

……

"Really... What happened to that mysterious guy last night? I didn't expect such a situation to happen in the company."

A night without sleep, Siegfried looked in the mirror with a layer of dark circles under his eyes, a middle-aged man in his early 30s, with energetic short hair