Salazar Slytherin's suicide note

You didn't say anything more, just sat quietly on the edge of my bed, looked out the window, saw thousands of snow falling, and the trees of Prohibition forest were full of silver bells, There was also a scene where students from different colleges mixed together, holding candlesticks and drinking to their heart's content.

No matter how lonely a person is, he will be infected by laughter.Maybe it's just unconsciously immersed in the relaxing atmosphere outside the window, maybe it's just the last doubt in my heart looking for an answer——

"Godric, the time I had a fight with Emily," I asked you, "why did you take her side?"

"Because she is my wife, Sal. Because of marriage, it means that I no longer have the right to make independent choices." As you answered, you stood up, walked behind me, and approached me.Your breath fell on my ear, but it made my heart itch unbearably, "You know, I'm not willing to do this."

I know, I always knew.I just can't believe it anymore, and it doesn't matter whether I believe it or not.It's all coming to an end.Enough, really enough, along the way, how many lies have I believed, and how many have I woven?I'm afraid I can't even count them, so why is this one missing?

I said, "I believe in you."

Your hand rests on my neck, and then your chin rests on my shoulder.I can hear the breath of every consonant when you speak.Your voice is hoarse, just like the one I was obsessed with——

"Sal, turn around and look at me."

Before I could turn around and refuse, the warmth of your lips has already imprinted on my ears.For some reason, all the stories you told me came to my mind one by one.King Oedipus, no matter how upright and kind he is, and how close he is to avoiding the oracle, he can't resist fate after all, so he pierces his own eyes and surpasses himself in this way.

Godric Gryffindor, did I ever tell you that I could never get rid of you in my life, that I would be entwined with you to the end of my life.Your eyes like the waves of the sea, the sea of ​​rays, will never fade in my thousands of dreams; your high nose, deep eye sockets, and every outline of yours are engraved in my eyes In my heart, engraved in my heart; your dazzling blond hair, which blocks the sun, acts as the sun, locks my vision, blinds me, and sees nothing else.

you are my Destiny.

As you once said to me, when you want something, it blooms; when you have it, it withers.Everything in this world never stays, and after existence, there is nothingness.Just like this too happy dream of mine, it came and went.Just like my whole life, love and hate are lost.

You and I talk all night, lying side by side in bed.We talked about the story of Rowena, Helena's rebellion and loneliness; we talked about the Kadu River and the Aegean Sea at that time, and the dilapidated tavern; Rome, speaking of King Arthur and his court.

We just don't talk about us.Let the wind take away our story, everything that used to be, and let it sing among the leaves.You can't bear to part with me, I know, but what you can't afford to lose even more is your betrayal of Emily, your family, and your reputation.I understand.

Why am I not like this, because of timidity and cowardice, after all, I failed to tell you everything face to face.I couldn't hold your hand, look you in the eyes, and say sorry to you.Godric Gryffindor, please forgive me.If not, then remember me like this, remember me deeply, as I remember you.

The atmosphere of Christmas is so serene and quiet, there is not even a breath of wind, only goose-feather-like universities are floating one after another, covered with frozen soil.Some fell on the pine needles, forming a thick layer, which was reflected in the candlelight, shining like gold powder.

Tiredness surged, my eyes closed, and my eyelashes blurred your appearance, like stained glass through fog.For the first time in my life, I have such an opportunity, and you are by my side.No longer the passion of joy, no more bubbles of despair.This kind of calm really makes people want to groggy and fall into a sound sleep.

But I can't bear it, I can't bear to let this rare time fly by in my dream.I raised my hand and wanted to touch your hair, but this arm was so heavy that I couldn't even complete such a simple movement.I can feel your gaze in the infinite darkness, because you are not looking at my face, but at my soul.And Godric Gryffindor, you know, this is what it is, this is what you see.

Not so ugly, not so scheming.It's just uneasy, just lonely, just longing for love and companionship.

How I wished that at that time, in my hasty and confused life, for the first time when I felt satisfied and happy, Anna could be by my side.My daughter, how much I owe her, even more than you.

The wrong I did to you, Godric Gryffindor, how to put it - it's all part of your choice.In the end, there is no right or wrong, it's just that I don't want to part with you, so I'm willing to hurt myself and deceive you; it's just that I'm afraid of you, so I choose to leave you with the truth.

The cheers gradually fade away, and only your breath is left around my ears.In my last consciousness before I fell asleep, you blew out the candle, walked over, hugged me, with a look of intoxicated affection.Your warmth spreads to every part of my body and makes my blood boil.

In the dream that night, you came again as promised.You stand in the ocean like the scenery in your eyes, smiling and reaching out to me.I want to reach out and hold yours, but the ring on the ring finger is so shining, like stars inlaid on the boundless sky.So in this way, it is not the end and the end.

That snow at Christmas, the last flake, seemed to be scratched off my face.