Heather who counterattacked

Xi Ruier's mood is much more peaceful, but she has been suffering from insomnia in recent days.

The relief brought by the emotional outburst was only temporary, and the stubborn burden on his back had existed for too long, so long that it had become a part of his body, and even the feeling of suffocation that oppressed him all the time had become a habit , there is no way out.Now that the question of Ulysses has been added, the invisible load has become even heavier.

Being able to accept Dr. Thurlow's treatment with a calm smile also has an effect, but it does not mean that those things that have been entangled with him for a long time will be loosened. Even in his case, all psychologists should be helpless, because he will never be able to Open your chest for people to see, those hidden and hidden things are the cruelest truths and mysteries in the world, no one can share, no one can redeem.

His eyes are still invisible, and his ears are always receiving new things throughout the day, and he can suppress his wild thoughts. In the dead of night, in the silence, all kinds of complicated thoughts don't want to let him go. Later, he couldn't sleep, so he simply lay there. Looking back on everything in the past, the pain should be painful again, and the hurt should be hurt again, but there are always joyful things that can make him feel a little bit happy.

Then, when the brain is extremely tired, it will fall into a state of blurred consciousness. It feels vaguely that it is time to sleep, and when the first ray of light shines into the window in the morning, it will suddenly open its eyes, feeling the warmth and warmth gradually evaporating in the air. Bright, the mood will be clear.

This day, he suddenly felt an inexplicable tingling pain in the brief drowsiness before dawn, opened his eyes in a daze, and immediately all nerves were tense.After a pause, he supported his body with his hands and sat up, waiting silently and cautiously for something.

——"You want to see me." A gentle and quiet voice appeared out of thin air, extremely calm.That voice is as soft and delicate as velvet, even if you listen to the casual tone, it can't hide the extremely pleasant sound quality.

The other party used honorifics.Xi Ruier suddenly remembered that the other party had always called him that when he saw him twice.

The light in the room was not turned on, the coolness of the night filled the room, and he was still blind. The whole world felt dull to Cyril, until the voice spoke, as if suddenly breaking through the chaotic light, Can tell him to follow the sound to find the position of the other party.

"Yes." Her voice was a little hoarse. As soon as she uttered a word, Cyril paused for a long time, her head was not clear for a while, and she didn't know what to say for a short time.

It was impossible for the other party to tell him who he was, and it was impossible to reveal everything about that year. Everything he wanted to know could not be answered by the other party. Why did he persist in seeing the other party again?

Cyril's hesitation was clearly visible.He came back to his senses and found that the room was dark and silent again, the sound dissipated, and the light just disappeared after a short stay, so he could only turn in the direction just now, but he was not sure if that person was still there , The other party's sense of existence is too subtle, he can't feel anything except his own breathing.

"I am in front of you." A low and soft voice came from very close, right beside the bed.

Shrilled, Shrill raised his head instinctively, he didn't know that his eyes met the other's.

The visitor was within a distance of touching his cheek by raising his hand, the room was dim, with only faint moonlight, but his eyes could clearly see every expression on Cyril's face.

Seeing the slightly trembling eyelashes, the tightly pursed lips, and the ice-blue pupils with dark hollows, not clear, but still extremely beautiful, like being caught by someone. The Cangyuan covered by clouds and mist, under the Cangyuan, there are blue flowers blooming there.

Almost uncontrollably, he wanted to reach out and touch those eyes, but he just stood there without any movement.

"I'm sorry... I take the liberty to ask you to come here," Cyril said slowly, trying to suppress all negative emotions, and carefully chose the honorific words, with a long pause between words, as if she had to rack her brains every time she said a word Thinking about what the next word should be, "Maybe it's because I know that after my eyes are healed, it will be difficult to see you again."

Cyril had seen him three times, no, maybe four times.

In the two times in the Meilan clubhouse, he bumped into it himself, probably because his actions touched some nerve of the other party, which made the other party angry.The anger at that time may not be all aimed at Cyril, but there should also be anger at himself.Only later did Xi Ruier think clearly, in fact, if possible, this person would never want to appear in front of him for the rest of his life.

The third time, maybe in Lausannek...just didn't meet each other.When he was only a stone's throw away from the truth, he stopped, not even daring to lift the curtain, or maybe, the other party just figured out his mentality, so he didn't even bother to cover it up.

And, this time.

It was also an accident, and it was also unpredictable. If you really want to describe the current situation, it is probably a coincidence that the other party chose to bring him back at that time, not his intention.

Based on this, Cyril has no doubt that if he recovers his eyesight and leaves, then this person will disappear from the world again, will not appear in front of him, and will no longer reveal any clues involving himself, just like in the past, occasionally He would also intervene because he saw something he didn't want to see... Even, the other party was willing to approach him now precisely because he was still blind.

For such a person, Cyril should be angry and resentful. No one wants everything about themselves to be exposed to the eyes of an unknown being, and no one wants their life to be inexplicably interfered with.

But he couldn't deny that the other party had been protecting him in this way from beginning to end—even though he didn't want it at all.

"I want to ask a question." Cyril took a deep breath, but still asked, "What do I mean to you?"

In the end, he gave up the questioning that he knew that there would be no answer, but expressed a long-standing confusion.

Why is myself so important to this person?Not only the long stare, not only the dissatisfaction caused by Aurora and Ulysses' influence on him too strongly, but also the protection of covering up everything so painstakingly, what's more, it is undeniable that the other party seems to have been I am accommodating him.

...is a treasure that I cannot touch.

The answer lingered on his lips, but he didn't reveal it. After a long silence, the answer was only one word: "Sorry."

Xi Ruier was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that even this question would be refused to answer.

After this pause, there was another long silence.Cyril didn't know what else to say, and the other party was silent.

Until a certain moment, the gentle and lazy voice said a word: "It's going to be dawn."

The subtext should be that he is leaving.Cyril didn't know how long the other party stood in the room.But he understood that if he hadn't woken up just now, the other party wouldn't have woken him up, probably after dawn, this person would have quietly disappeared without a trace, and then there would be no intersection.

Cyril's hands clenched into fists involuntarily.His brain was still in a mess, but he gave up trying to find out his thoughts from the mess, but obeyed his heart and said, "I have been searching for many years."

After saying these words, my mind seemed to suddenly become clear.

"How did I realize it was wrong in the first place... I have forgotten. Everyone left me. When I stayed alone in White Castle for a long time, I didn't even know what I was living for."

He said calmly: "I don't want to die, and I don't want to live like this, and then I found a meaning - to find the truth."

Xi Ruier never thought that one day, he would tell this to a person so calmly, and it was to this person who he hated to the extreme.But for him, perhaps, in the whole world, only in front of this person can he confess without any scruples.

"I rely on it to support the most painful time, and then I have the whole world." He took a deep breath, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Pain is rewarded, I have been walking on the most dangerous cliff... …but now I know who killed my parents, who covered up the truth—the last thing I should know, but I know.”

He waited for a while, but there was no sound.So he smiled quietly, and continued: "Of course I will be afraid... I don't know what caused the accident, and there is no evidence that can reveal the truth... But I can't control myself, I will Continue step by step into the abyss, because I don't know what I will end up with."

After Xi Ruier finished speaking, there was no sound in the room.

"You said that my mother...is a very good person." Cyril said.

He waited a long time before hearing a response: "Yes."

Cyril was silent for a long time.Then his lips trembled slightly, and his voice was low and extremely slow: "So, it's because of...my mother?"

Of course the other party would know what he was asking.He thought the other party would not answer either.While waiting, the little spark in his eyes had been extinguished, and then he heard a word in the ashes.

"Do not."

The tone is short and smooth, clean and sharp.

It turned out that it wasn't about the mother...?Cyril was only in a daze for a moment, but immediately asked: "Have you seen her?"

The person standing by the bed looked at his face silently.All the obsession and greed are hidden deep in his heart, and all that is revealed in his eyes is a light, quiet and unwavering gaze.

"I've seen her."

The words were slow, as if recalling something, "very gentle... tolerant, brave... laughing, always laughing."

Rain began to fall in the icy blue plain, very small, almost just a faint water-colored rain.The tightness and rigidity that always existed on Cyril's body gradually melted away, only a slight and gentle arc at the corner of the eyes, and the whole face suddenly became vivid.

There are many women who can make him show a gentle expression, but such a simple, clean, and soft to the extreme, just thinking about it will make him feel infinitely happy—except for that Claire back then, there is probably only Erica... His mother, Erica.

Xi Ruier breathed a sigh of relief, but the water color in his eyes became a little thicker.It can be heard that the intersection between this person and his mother is not deep.Since the person who can make him pay so much is not his mother, then...he lowered his head, put his hand on his forehead lightly, and then said softly, "It's...me?"

He tried hard to control the slight tremor in his voice: "All of this...Actually, it's...for me?"

"...Many reasons." The man said so, paused, and then continued, "If you must find a main reason..."

— "Then, yes."

Cyril's mind went blank.

After a long silence, the man finally reached out and pressed his gloved palm to his eyes.The glove was like another layer of skin on which the tears fell, as if falling directly into his flesh.

For a moment, he couldn't help but wanted to kiss him... bent down, but in the end he just touched the back of his hand lightly.

The hand covering his eyes was put down, and Cyril raised his head, hearing the sound of the door opening and closing... The man left.

There was a dead silence in the room, Cyril blinked, the world was still dark.

Then the first rays of the morning sun shone through the pale clouds through the window.

Cyril didn't move for a long time.

...Why is it me?

The author has something to say: 9.11

If I had known it would have been updated yesterday... ORZ

Today followed yesterday's word count to 5000+ and found that the following plot is a bit complicated, which is not suitable for this chapter, so I broke it and moved the latter to the next chapter...

Well, Mr. Rose made a soy sauce and left... But this is not an ordinary soy sauce, it is a soy sauce that reversed his negative impression in Xi Ruier's mind!

PS: Did you see that, Lance may bear it.