good man story

The wedding was very lively, and it was held at Blake's house.A lot of people came, many of them were from the General Administration.Ted was doing well in the Ministry of Finance and all the backbones came. In private, they had a good time with Sylvia, and there was nothing embarrassing about meeting Sylvia at the wedding.Sylvia came as the woman's elder.Seeing that the little girl who called her little aunt had grown up and married, at that moment Sylvia really felt that she was getting old.

Sylvia drank two cups and went to the side to hide.As she grew older, she began to feel rowdy.Also, her physical age is in her 20s, but her mental age is already old.The guests were all very involved, and not many people could see her.

It had been a long time since Charles looked for his daughter with a glass of wine.The kid hasn't been home much since he graduated, and he hasn't missed any of the things he should do, except that he can't see anyone.It's too shameful to say a long time no see to your daughter, it's not something people do.So Charles sat next to Sylvia with a glass of wine.

"Do you still know who I am?"

"...What are you doing, just say this when you come up?"

"Otherwise, I'll say hello to you, long time no see?"

Sylvia smiled, "Don't make trouble, Dad."

Charles sighed, "Don't you have time to go home and have a look? Your mother misses you." That's right, just after we met today, Doria went back with red eyes, and never showed up again.Sylvia scratched her head and said, "I'm a little busy, I'll go back to have a look at night." She said this, and then asked, "What's going on at home?"

"What can happen, it's nothing more than the fault of the parents." Charles said with a smile, clinking glasses with Sylvia, "It's not easy to be in charge."

"It's not easy for anyone." This is a day that is easy to be sad.Sylvia swallowed the wine in the glass, the astringency made her nose sore.

Sylvia's life was not easy, it was hard.Charles understood, and he asked with a sigh. Actually, it was not a question, but an exclamation at most. He didn't expect to get any answer from Sylvia, but he simply sighed for Sylvia. One sentence.

"Actually, why do you do these thankless things?"

Sylvia blinked her eyes too fast, so that she wouldn't shed sour tears. She rubbed her nose, and didn't want to answer this question, so she said a lie.

"It's okay to play around." Sylvia said, turned her head to look at her father, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to inquire about something?"

"I really want to know." Charles said, swallowing the pain and pretending that nothing happened. "That cousin of mine really has a dead end."

"Hehe, why do you need to ask?" Sylvia said, as if joking, "Why, do you want me to ask for this person?"

"No, it's just asking to make me understand."

When did you and your family figure it out?Sylvia asked herself in her heart, she wanted to rush up and slap Charles, and she also wanted to yell at Charles with tears streaming down her face, but Sylvia didn't care whether she slapped or yelled. Can do it.She just smiled, and gave Charles an exclamation with a little relief.

"Dad, it's better when I was young. I'm tired, but I don't feel stuffy at all."

Charles was speechless, he didn't know what to say at this moment to bring some comfort to his overburdened daughter.He couldn't even say a word, he would go home when he was tired, and he couldn't even say a word to comfort her.When children grow up, they can fly in the sky long ago.This is probably the happiest thing about being a parent.Charles comforted himself in this way, without saying a word, he patted Sylvia on the shoulder, leaving a heavy sigh.

People are gone, and this quiet little place is empty again.Sylvia shook the liquid in the cup, then poured all the sourness into her stomach.

——The road I chose, I have to climb to the end; I decided to pretend to be forced, and I have to pretend to be crying.

"Why are you crying?" A familiar voice came from one side.Bella, who was carrying the juice, sat next to Sylvia. She watched Sylvia and passed a tissue by the way.Sylvia woke up her nose with a tissue and wiped away her tears.She didn't realize she was crying anyway, even though it wasn't what she expected.When I think about it carefully, Bella always seems to see her when she cries. How many times?Can't count at all.

"My heart is blocked." With a nasal answer, Sylvia drank a sip of wine, intending to burn this sadness away with alcohol.Bella had just seen Charles leaving from here, so she naturally thought of who was making Sylvia feel troubled.

"Your father told you?"

"No." Sylvia said, and then she was so abrupt and impulsive that she even said her request out of nowhere.

"Bella, let's get married."

Then she regretted it.

Bella looked into her eyes, looking very seriously.For about a few seconds, that's how the silence came about.Terribly depressing.Sylvia didn't look at her, she just looked at the ground, as if waiting for some trial.

"Xi Wei."

"..."

"look at me."

Sylvia didn't look at her, but her head was forced to be raised, and her eyes were also forced to look at each other.Bella could clearly see the panic in those light gray eyes.

Cowardice, fear, remorse.

Sylvia was restless and afraid.She was afraid of her leaving, afraid of her abandonment, and even more afraid of her never seeing again.She can control the situation of the whole world, but she is so afraid when facing herself.She, Sylvia Potter, didn't even have the slightest sense of security when facing Bellatrix Black!

Bella was moved. If there was such a person in life, if there was such a person who became anxious because of himself, and became anxious because of the fear of leaving, how lucky would it be?

"Xi Wei, I promise you, when I come back next time, I will marry you, okay?"

"...to test me?"

Bella tolerated her.

She tolerated her possession, tolerated her willfulness, and tolerated her unreasonable troubles.Saying such words with a purpose like this, she didn't leave her, and she didn't blame her...

Who is taking care of whom?Who is protecting whom?

Sylvia's eyes were red, and it was like going back a long time ago, back to the only time she lost her temper with Bella many years ago.It was still in the medical wing of the school. She felt annoyed and blamed herself for the sick people in bed.At that time, the person in front of her pressed her head and said with a smile.

——Don't cry, I told you earlier that I'm much stronger than you, how can someone who can't even hurt you hurt me.

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The author has something to say:

A certain one: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~I want to write abuse!I want to write abuse! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Sylvia: Are you not enough to abuse me?

A certain one: Who talked to you, why did you run out?

Sylvia: I don't want to be a good person, I want to be the kind of person who can take back a group of younger brothers with a shock of a tiger's body, I don't want to live in calculations all day, boring, tired, this is not all I am.

One: This is life.

Sylvia: This is survival, not living.

A certain one: Don’t think that you are the saddest person in the whole world. Happiness is the same, and every unfortunate life has its own misfortune.Are you unhappy?

Sylvia: I'm not happy.

A certain one: The person you love is by your side, your parents are still alive, your life is stable, you are healthy, you have a job, you have a dream, are you not happy?

Sylvia: I'm not happy.

A certain one: ...the road ahead is always extremely bumpy, and the streets back are always empty, whether you go upstream or drift with the tide, everything is up to you.Nothing goes smoothly in life. If you get something, you must lose it. This is fairness, and this is life.

Sylvia: Sometimes I wonder whether everything I have done is worth it or not, whether I am the chosen one, and whether I am really doing the right thing?Maybe it is because of everything I do that the world is so unbalanced, so can you explain whether I am doing right or wrong?

A certain one: I don’t know, but you should have heard that there is no right or wrong in this world, what kind of person do you want to be, what do you want to insist on or what do you really want to pursue, what do you think is worth it? It's worth it, if you don't think it's worth it, it's not worth it.

Sylvia: I'm not an idealist.

A certain one: This is not about idealism or materialism, but about the way a person lives.Do you eat to live or live to eat?

Sylvia: ...I live to live.Just simply do not want to die.

A certain one: Are you afraid of death?

Sylvia: I'm not afraid, I'm afraid that I won't be able to finish what I should do after I die.

A certain one: You already got the answer, why bother to ask me again, by the way, I really want to see you so much that I even give you psychological counseling.

Sylvia: That's because I asked.But then again, although you are not very good and I don't like you, I appreciate you, but don't get me wrong, if you are my enemy, I will kill you mercilessly, it is an eyesore . (Floating away...)

A certain one: ... (I'm really blind to tell you this!!!! It's like you can kill me immediately. "