good man story

It is not an overly dark room, the door there is open, and the afterglow is coming in through the open door at this time, the light cannot pervade the whole, as if it can illuminate the openness at the door, illuminate the The legs of the person sitting on the soft chair could no longer extend further.The scarlet-spotted face was in the darkness, half-light, half-cold, half-warm, vividly exaggerating a little loneliness.

Sylvia didn't know if she was asleep or not, and she didn't know how long she hadn't slept.She closed her eyes, but flashed through her mind quickly, those familiar and unfamiliar people, those touching and unmoving things, she wanted to fall asleep peacefully, but the chaotic emotions never had the slightest disturbance stop.

There were figures swaying in the haze, walking back and forth, Sylvia didn't know if he said something or didn't say anything.She could feel her mouth opening and closing, but she couldn't hear what she was saying, she just felt tired, just tired.She wanted to sleep with her head covered and meet An Ran in her dream, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only close her eyes.

There was some weight on the shoulders at first, and then it became lighter again. Sylvia opened her eyes blankly, and her goal was Chales, who was already covered in hoarfrost.

She shouldn't have opened her eyes, because the moment her eyelids opened, something that shouldn't have appeared just fell down.

She is crying.

But Sylvia didn't want to cry.

She thought she was strong enough and ready to face everything, but seeing familiar people and hearing familiar voices made her nose sore.Not the head of the family, not the director, not the child, just a simple Xi Wei.

"Xi Wei..."

"...Dad..." The tear ducts couldn't be controlled, and this statement was supposed to open the floodgates of grief.She knew that she didn't have much qualifications to be sad, and she also knew that there was nothing to be sad about. It was probably caused by the mentality of those little daughters, probably by the emotions that belonged to girls, no, children.She cried and complained about her insignificant grievances, she unreasonably sought that little comfort from the closest people, and she even began to pour out all her pain like a baby.

"...Dad... woo...why?...I'm right... woo woo Dad...I just want James' children to live better, and I just want future children to not have to be like that. Just like Sev, suffering... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Wuwu, the life of one's own family is human life... the life of other people's family is not human life... Wuwu's own children are valuable, and other people's children are worthless... Wuwu, do you have to be extinct to be happy... Wuwuwu "What the hell am I doing..."

Crying, for the first time in front of Charles.It was at this moment that Charles seemed to remember that the majestic woman who covered the sky with one hand and was called the cold-faced king was his daughter.own eldest daughter.His heart was cold, and there was a pain in his heart. He wanted to stretch out his hand to protect this grief-stricken man, but the hand that he stretched out suddenly dropped down again.He thought of that sentence, Arro Braun's dying throes.

——Charles Potter, you are ruthless, you are so fucking ruthless, who in the wizarding world dares to disobey you, I am the first to disagree! ! !

Does he have such qualifications?To give comfort when facing such Sylvia?Is he a qualified father?Protecting your children selflessly and without complaint?Is he alone?Pushed Sylvia to a place darker than the abyss?

It was her mother who hugged her.

It is Doria.She couldn't hide the pain in her heart, nor could she hide the self-blame from the depths of her soul.She hugged the person who had long been unknown to how thin she was, and held her in her arms.Skinny and painful.

This is her daughter.

"Xi Wei, it's okay... Mom is here..." Doria's nose was sore that she couldn't stop crying. How long has it been since she hugged her daughter properly?For a long time, she probably forgot.How long has she not had a good look at her daughter?For a long time, she probably thought that Sylvia, who was so happy and could laugh out loud in those years, was just a dream.

"Wuuuuuu, mom... I'm tired, I'm really tired... I don't want to worry about it anymore, I'm so tired... Mom, why on earth, why... Wuwu, what did I do wrong... Why woo Woo... What else do you want me to do, woo, mom, I'm tired... woo... I don't want to be an Auror... woo, I can't be... I really can't be... woo, woo Tired...I don't care anymore, I don't care about anything...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I'm tired..."

James and Severus saw Sylvia crying in front of them for the first time.The estrangement that had been carefully hidden disappeared in such a moment.James once thought that Sylvia had changed. He thought that after his own sister took that position, he didn't even know himself.She is cold and ruthless, she is scheming, and even if she has a half-knowledge of what she does, he can't make him bear it.Sometimes he even thought that what he saw was not Sylvia, he thought that what he saw was Voldemort.But at this moment, those dim teary eyes and the erupting lungs let James know that his sister has not changed, but everyone has grown up, but they can never go back to those years of innocence, even those years. The joy of being can no longer be captured.James didn't know what to say, but just watched silently, with tears in his eyes, unable to utter a word.

"Go out and let your sister stay for a while." Charles didn't shed tears. He was a man, a man who stood upright, and the head of the family.No matter how many tears he had, no matter how much pain he had, he could only chew those things and swallow them into his stomach.No matter how hard he worked, it was hard to say that he had to stop his back and relax his shoulders so that his family could rely on him.Even at this moment, Charles is so regretful.He was the one who created Sylvia, but he regretted it. He really suffered for this child and suffered for a lifetime.

"Is sister all right?" Severus asked.Ever since the oath exchanged with a grin under the willow tree that year, Sylvia has been his heaven.

It's okay, Charles thought, but he couldn't say anything, his eyes were tightly closed, and he kept the crystal clear liquid inside his eyelids.He was the one who ruined Sylvia, ruined Sylvia's whole life.

"I was wrong." He sighed heavily, but it was hard to hide the choking in the words he swallowed.The cry is still the same, heart-piercing, and it can make people feel heart-wrenching.

"dad……"

"... I was really wrong... I ruined your eldest sister... Her whole life, her whole life..."

"dad……"

"James... Sif... help her, I ruined her, I ruined her all..."

Inside and outside the door, is there more than one broken heart?But this time.

...Bella is not here...

The author has something to say:

Let's update the two chapters, the two chapters are not well separated.Well, I will update a chapter tomorrow.