Heather who counterattacked

Cyril was standing in front of the window with Kroen in his arms, stroking its head to its soft and relaxed back, while looking up at Pereira's dusk quietly.

All his favorite evenings seemed to look alike.Whether it is White Castle or Leoque Manor, there are dense forests and large tracts of wilderness, with high vegetation coverage and good air quality. The sky is blue and the clouds are white. When dusk falls, most of the sky will be covered with red clouds. The penetrating rays of the sun linger on the tops of the towering giant trees, and the fire color transpiring on the clouds is dyed with the golden glow of the setting sun, which is very quiet and warm.

In Pereira's sky, there are no clouds, and the occasional clouds are as light as a thin white gauze.As the sun sets, the golden light turns into flames, and the red clouds are broken into streaks like bloodstains, cutting the sky into countless pieces. The blood color that seems to cut open the chest and rip out the heart is simply heroic.

Ulysses looked at his friend who had been in a daze for a long time, and then turned his head to look at the sky where he had been stunned for a long time. After a long silence, he finally couldn't help but say: "I think you are strange." He said in a firm tone.

Xi Ruier's face didn't move, his eyes slanted towards him, apparently in a daze, "What's so strange?"

"...too murderous." Ulysses didn't mean to be joking at all, and even thought about how to describe it seriously, "It feels like looking for someone to desperately at any time."

I am used to seeing a person who is calm and indifferent, as if nothing can shake him, and even the slightest change in him is easily noticed.It is normal for Cyril to put on airs, and when she is agitated, her senses are like a black hole, which will only hide her true emotions without revealing the slightest.But now, this almost palpable murderous aura... or anger?What is the source as a bosom friend expressed really curious.

Cyril pinched the back of Klon's neck, and the quiet cat raised its head and rubbed it comfortably along with his strength, squinting its eyes contentedly, but no matter how soft and cute it looked, Ulysses could secretly slap it shiver.The line of sight moved along the pale and slender fingers to the wrist, then along the arm to the chest, and upwards, a face with no expression.

"Is there any news from Vivian?" he asked suddenly.

Ulysses was a bit unwilling to be diverted from the topic, but as long as he thought that he was facing Cyril, and when he was unwilling to speak, no matter what method you used, you couldn’t pry his mouth open. Tsukuru let go in a helpless breath: "Yes." He said, "The location of 'Anna' has been exposed."

"This time, it's impossible not to fight against the gangsters. They happened to be in the hands of the Dongyi people invited by Boggs... Although these people came to help the alliance, to a certain extent, the interests of this group are the same. , Boggs also needs to ensure the safety of the alliance. The mission target of Gray Dao is within them, and it is still very important to see a person who is in a competitive mode, so don’t even think about a peaceful solution.” He said As he spoke, various thoughts were still spinning in his head.

Is it strange to think about it, he obviously came here with the alliance, but he has no interest in the games of the dark alliance, and he doesn't know what to watch or think about all day long, and if he is worried about his little girl, he won't If he was really nervous, he would have gone crazy long ago by pressing his wrist, and he wouldn't just wait quietly for news from Don... But, in fact, Ulysses had to admit that he knew very well that Cyril had no idea about that The importance of a girl named Aurora.

However, to value is not to care.Aurora is a little different, but only a little different, like Ulysses himself.

It's hard to find someone as awkward as Cyril.For ordinary people, if they have already lost too much, then what is still there, they should want to protect it no matter what.he does not.He is ruthless to others, and he is even more ruthless to himself. He watched everything in his world slowly leave him without trying to keep him, and he refused to allow everything outside the world to enter his world without trying.Even Ulysses himself is just a friend with him, to put it better, a close friend, or to put it harshly, a cooperator who cares and tolerates each other, and cannot break through this relationship, so I think so, although I have never I have seen the lady with sapphire, but because Cyril is very important to me, maybe even I will never forget her in my life.

There was only one thing that could shake Cyril over the years.She was so close to Cyril's heart, but she was defeated by fate and death.But even though he was so shaken, in the end, Cyril still quietly watched her disappear.How much sincerity did Cyril appear next to Aurora later?How many points will come from apologizing to that lady?His best friend still looked so invincible, but he thought, just because what was lost was such and such an important thing, maybe in the dream that no one knew, he would regret it so much.

So, the goal that can be called such a Cyril, even if she gives up everything and never deviates from it, what is it...?

All right!He really couldn't get this answer out of Cyril's mouth!But he should know, at present, what is making him so irritated!

…Syril ignored him, hugged the cat and started looking out the window again.

"Cyril!" Ulysses feigned anger.

The black-haired nobleman put up a finger, poked it in front of his lips and pressed it, a gesture of silence.The latter followed his line of sight, and at the moment when the most magnificent sunset was about to sink into the horizon, it finally ignited the lead wire in the sky, just like the most gorgeous meteor passing by, only for a moment, just for a moment, all the fire colors sink into the sky. Gray and dark mist, I come when the night announces that the light of the sky is drawn in.

The fire light jumped in his pupils, and disappeared in the dark and lonely eyes in an instant, as silent as a deep pool.

The breath in Ulysses' chest that yearned for an answer was gone again.

"Suffocate yourself sooner or later!" He said angrily, and was about to leave when he turned around and said, "What's for dinner?"

"...You decide." Seeing that her best friend gave up the posture of not leaving without asking for an answer, and also escaped from the state of silence and blunt reluctance, Xi Ruier said leisurely, "As soon as Tang has any news, pass it to me."

"You are the biggest." Ulysses reluctantly agreed.Turn away.

Cyril's hand moved slowly, very slowly, across Klon's back.The soft and fluffy hair slid gently against his hand, the strong and powerful touch of the spine and muscles still remained on the fingertips, but his heart couldn't settle down.

In fact, before being punctured by Ulysses, Cyril himself really didn't realize that his mind was disturbed so thoroughly—his irritability was so obvious that even others could see it clearly?

Too restless, it seems that self-cultivation still needs to be strengthened.

He couldn't help but patted Kroen's head again.

...Probably only Kroen understands the emotions that its owner cannot accurately express or even he himself has not been aware of.

Yes, this person is tense all over.It's like the instinct when facing danger. He obviously doesn't know where the danger is and doesn't realize that there is danger, but all the cells in his body are resisting those things.Rather than saying it was fear, it was more like trembling, trembling with anger and excitement when he was so close to something he had expected for a long time.

Just because I can't even imagine myself, I want to ask for help instinctively.

The whole pair of eyes he was looking at it were saying unknowingly, don't go, don't leave me, don't leave me alone.

So it wagged the tip of its tail, leaned on its master's arms docilely and clingingly, moved its ears from time to time, and the tuft of soft fur on the tip of its ears also swayed slightly, its blue eyes narrowed slightly, accumulated from not going out for a few days. The energy of the body flows along the blood, lurking just around the corner, and the claws hidden under the pads are habitually protruded a little and retracted a little, as if rehearsing an extremely exciting and hearty battle .

The person suffering the most now should be St. Langton.

Aurora gnawed on the extra crispy and soft dried fish snacks while admiring the kidnappers wandering around on the brink of madness, inexplicably feeling refreshed.

This was her only pleasure at the moment.Ever since she got rid of the anxiety of being kidnapped and placed under house arrest, she calmly waited for someone to pick her up. Since no one came and she knew who it was, she was inevitably a little anxious.This kind of uncomfortable state, after finding out that Benson has a good cook here, and seeing some people's misfortune with his own eyes, he gloats and relieves a bit of depression.

Aurora doesn't like Don.For some reason, she has been overly sensitive to human breath since she was a child.Just like how calm and gentle Ciriel behaved, she couldn't help being respectful and trembling in front of him, even if Tang just stood there in silence, there was black blood on his body that was so thick that it would crush the air. The fire could make her breathless.

Therefore, in the few contact times with Tang a few years ago, she always stayed as far away from Tang as she could.

However, even though she doesn't like this man, she knows in her heart how powerful this man is.Don would never refuse Cyril's request.I heard that Tang would come to pick her up, but now he was late, so I tried to figure out what was going on outside with my toes.Xi Ruier asked him to pick him up, but he would not delay for a second whenever there was room.

Now that it is like this, it is obviously in trouble.The troubles that could delay Tang Du made him shiver just thinking about it.

"Is she really so important to you?"

Aurora licked the finger that pinched the dried fish like a cat, oh, she finally put on the red dress again, the style is very simple with suspenders, the material is not very good, but at least the color is fully consistent Request, so she is also in a good mood.Recently, although she still has to stay in this poor place, her freedom is guaranteed anyway, and she also listened to the situation accordingly. She didn't deliberately understand the information, but she also has enough analytical ability to figure out the situation clearly.

What else can I say besides lamenting that the world is impermanent and God unfolds too much?

If you are more shocked, you will become numb, and no matter how amazing things are, you can nod your head and say something.And as long as you think that everything has nothing to do with her, you will find that this setting of endless situations is actually quite touching. Anna is so amazing that she feels unreal, okay?

She felt a little sorry for St. Langdon: "It must be her? Is there really a reason to bring her out?"

It will not be easy for anyone to go beyond the fields they are proud of and achieve their goals on unfamiliar tracks.For a person like Saint Langton, from any aspect of talent, talent, wealth, means, etc., it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the son of heaven, he has too many unique advantages, but what he has to do if he is to face the underworld and the gray way to touch the core , it is a bit whimsical.

Even if they are both gangsters, each gang has to draw its own way because of its focus, not to mention the barrier of conflict of interest in the range of nationality.Anna is the core of many conflicts in Medellin at present. He wants to bring out Anna, and he faces more than a little resistance.

——God knows how terrified Aurora was when she heard that the name of the person that the strange people were looking for was Anna.And when she was sure that the facts were no different from what she thought, she couldn't even be surprised.

This trip to Colombia has exhausted all her imagination.The reality is much more exciting than the script.

The man trapped here with Aurora was so anxious that one could hardly remember his calm and calm appearance in the past.And after hearing Aurora's words, this man suddenly turned his head, and the indifferent and empty eyes almost made her hair stand on end.

"I'm not wrong." Aurora slightly concealed her uneasiness by drinking tea, but her tone was not timid at all, and after a while, she even slowly picked up an apple.

She smirked, leaning against the back of the chair, she sank half into the soft sofa, her legs stretched out and overlapped, and the red skirt slid down her slender legs, showing a graceful arc, making her look lazy And naturally—the aura is as if the living room is her territory: "You should calm down."

St. Langdon stared at her, and suddenly had the illusion that he was facing a certain lord.Probably what kind of person brings up a child will be what kind of appearance. The two children he raised back then seemed to have inherited some of his potential and turned out to be so outstanding.

"I don't quite understand the entanglement between you and Anna, so that you are so obsessed with bringing her back to you, but from the perspective of a bystander like me, what you did was just asking for trouble." Laura shrugged a little.

She would not be interested in talking nonsense if it was someone else and another occasion. The problem is that she and this guy are now grasshoppers on the same straw.

Her lordship has already proposed a solution, she went back safely, and Cyril handed over the information to St. Langton. The problem was that the situation outside changed suddenly. He kept harassing her guardian for help, and Aurora felt she was getting Cyril in trouble, so she had to say it.

"Tell me." The silver-haired man didn't get angry under such taunts. In other words, all his anger had been vented a few days ago, and then he was annihilated in the face of the reality that had no effect. He exhaled deeply at this moment In a calm tone, he sat down on the sofa opposite her.

Aurora smiled: "Then let's start from the beginning."

She played with the small, delicate and beautiful green apple in her hand: "Anna has a problem with her identity. I think you must have realized this more clearly than anyone else. I have always had a question, this 'problem', when she first Did it exist when I came to you, or did it appear after I met you?"

It was supposed to be an interrogative sentence, but in front of that determined tone, it was no different from a rhetorical question.

The man in front of him sneered slightly sarcastically: "You mean, she approached me for a purpose?"

"I didn't say that, I just provided a possible behavioral analysis." Aurora raised her eyebrows slightly, "Although I personally believe that she met you completely by accident—no, it should be, you met her."

The same words, but in a different order, brought about a wonderful effect.Perhaps this is where the artistic charm of language lies. The mere order of words can completely change the emphasis.

Aurora continued: "This also explains why you don't know her background at all. Because she doesn't want you to know. Life is long, and people always meet people. The difference is whether she wants to stay or leave. "The words are beautiful, but in the face of such a reality, they become bloody scars that completely peel off the beauty.

"The Anna I met in New York has almost lost the will to survive. She doesn't seem to put any emotion into her situation or anything else." After a pause, "I think she must have chosen to leave you in the first place. It has been planned for a long time, and it has been planned for a long time to leave peacefully, and no longer expect any attention from you, nor leave a place for you in the rest of my life, so no matter what you do, it is not in her expectation. Just like Later, she took the initiative to leave with Dong Yi's people, she knew what she was going to face, and accepted everything that would come, because to her, nothing was important."

"No matter what her identity is, what she has experienced, what she has encountered with you, what is the reason for her leaving...But I think, people whose hearts have died will not care about anything anymore."

Aurora stared at the silent man in front of her, with sympathy in her eyes: "You think that what you are doing is saving her, but have you ever thought that Anna expects you to save her?"

That's exactly what happened.Anna was living in a complex world that Aurora could not imagine. She thought that this world was also far away from the man in front of her.Of course, Anna's departure was planned for a long time, perhaps even the time she stayed with him was planned for a long time in the beginning.Because she hid all the shadows and darkness in her body, and never let him see the slightest.There are too many interpretations of love, but true love should be honest and honest, so even if it is love, this love is incomplete and unequal.

After a long time, until Aurora finally couldn't help but gnawed an apple and was so sore that her teeth ached, St. Langdon's voice sounded, hoarse and slow, but wonderfully with a rhythm like a musical instrument , just like on the Goddess of Hunting many years ago, looking down at her man from the stairs: "It's like she came unexpectedly, and I can't control her departure? Even any effort I try to keep is a mistake." ?”

Aurora was stunned for a moment, and instinctively raised her head to look at each other, and then a certain stone in her heart suddenly fell to the ground.To be able to say such a thing, even with an angry tone, must have some kind of awareness.

"Why can't you accept fate calmly? What doesn't belong to you doesn't belong to you after all. When someone comes, you greet them with joy, and when they leave, you can also embrace joy and blessings. Coming and going, but inevitable and accidental." She said with some regret. , "It's a pity that human nature is often greedy, always trying to grasp what can't be grasped."

St. Langton's expression at this moment has been out of that decadent and gray state. Some people have such a charm. No matter what the situation, any return of self-confidence is still invincible, but the eyes staring at her are a little surprised.

"You really surprised me." He added the honorifics again.

Aurora paused slightly, then smiled: "Because I have also faced such a person, he exists far away from your will, and there is no other way but to look up quietly."

"Actually, you're wrong about one thing." St. Langton leaned back against the sofa and looked at her, his blue eyes were faintly gray, like a vault covered with clouds, and his demeanor was so familiar The proud aura that can shudder, "I tried so hard to bring Anna back, not because of love, but because of guilt. She once saved my life, accompanied me through the trough of my life, and gave me wholeheartedly. Withheld love. But I couldn't fall in love with her. So I was so guilty—I thought at one point, she left me because I couldn't return the same love as her."

The author has something to say: 1.21

Emma, ​​every day I watch the little friends in the group urging updates, peeking at the screen and not daring to make a sound, I haven’t urging for a few days, and I accidentally get carried away... So I had to put such a little manuscript up.

I had a cold for a few weeks, so I wrote a little bit. I originally thought about writing a little bit more. Maybe someone would forgive the mistake of disappearing again because of the sincerity of the stupid author... But the dream is really a dream, and it will be completely loose without pressure. Wiping, wiping, wiping for so long is only a little bit of tossing.

The title of the next chapter, all parties involved, the title of the next chapter, is like a nightmare, the content is just as the name suggests... Hey, if you walk too much at night, you will always meet ghosts, the mysterious male protagonist who is elusive Shape, think a little excited.

As for Cyril, please be free~ Put on airs and pretend to be 13, even if the stupid author is kneeling, he will hold you high hahahahahaha

St. Langton is actually very poor.Aurora may be the only person he has ever truly loved, but unfortunately, whether it is the original version or this time, CP is not him.