good man story

Waking up from the familiar pain, Bella didn't feel too much pain.In fact, habit is the most terrifying killer in the world. This thing can kill even pain.It seemed that at the beginning she couldn't bear the too piercing pain, but now she can sleep peacefully in the pain, wake up leisurely in the pain, and even smile and say that it's okay.

The body is exhausted and painful, but Bella can taste a sense of peace from this pain.

Erin said, this is the last time.

Great, Xi Wei won.

The corners of her lips lifted slightly into a smile, because it hurt.

I don't know when I started looking at the girl who was always by my side.Maybe it was from when she was very young, maybe it was the moment when she was still exuding innocence and immaturity, the silver-haired and gray-eyed girl took herself away from the famous Dark Lord with a childlike domineering, maybe it was the youthful and reckless year, when the hood covered the girl The face, the sentence of "sorry" in the shadow, the sentence of apology in the silence, maybe that year's parting was imminent, the peerless elegance under the sky full of fireworks, the simple and unpretentious sentence under the colorful.

maybe, maybe,

Perhaps at the very first moment, it had already begun.

—Hey, who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?I'm Sylvia.

— Bellatrix.

--what?

— Bellatrix Black.

That's how the little silver-haired girl stayed in her bed, and she ended up breaking into her own world.Is this actually a trespass?She was there when she returned to her home for the first time in this life.like...

and so on.

Xi Wei, who waited for whom?

When a person has been alone for too long, it took such a long time for such a person to appear, she slowly warmed up the life, she gradually melted away the fatigue, she made the years into poetry, she made the time like a song, then How could she, Bellatrix Black, be willing to let such a person lose?

Pain and suffering are nothing compared to this...

Probably nothing could reassure her more than Bellatrix Black at this moment, not even Voldemort's death.

The eyelids slowly opened, and the eyes slowly focused.At the moment with light gray hair and light gray eyes, Bella thought it was a dream.

A trance dream, dreaming that she seemed to feel that she had gone back many years ago, back to the carefree past, back to the simple medical wing in the school.The relapse of her old injury is uncomfortable, but the moment she opens her eyes again, she can always see that familiar face, always see that frowning brow, and always see anxiety on that face.

Silvia.

It's like a fleeting year.

The once immature face overlaps with the vicissitudes at this moment, and the once pure and flawless face merges with the weather-beaten at this moment.

...Sylvia...

"……you're awake……"

It seems to come from far, far away, not the childish innocence of the past.

—Hey, are you feeling better?

It was you who woke up.

This is not a dream, this is real.Bella thought, at such a last moment, at this final moment, she didn't want to see Sylvia here, let alone let the person she had been thinking about day and night really appear in front of her.So she resisted the touch of finally seeing her sweetheart, resisted the pain all over her body, resisted the grievance pressing on her chest, tried her best to control the corners of her mouth from rising, tried her best to appear safe and sound, and tried to make all expressions that could symbolize her safety.

smile.

But it's just a forced smile.

Mocking.

But it is just a disguise of failure.

"...you... come to... prison, monitor... me...?"

This is not a forceful question, because of the hoarse voice, because of the weakness of the words, and because of the inability to practice the pause of long sentences.Maybe it's more because of the blood in those light gray eyes, or maybe it's because of the melancholy and vicissitudes on that delicate face.Is it because the person in front of you is about to leave in the near future?Because of……

...see you again...

There was no words, no answer, the calm face was distorted with pain, and the bloody eyes were full of sorrow and sadness.

At this moment, the person lying on the bed is still thinking about what kind of deception, enduring the pain, enduring the suffering, and enduring everything that Sylvia Potter should have endured, talking about it that can be easily broken lie.

deceive.

Why did Sylvia Potter move her to tears when she was supposed to be angry.

Bella, how can I let you protect me and love me like this.What on earth did I do to make you remember to smile at me, the person who hurt you the most, when you were being wronged so much?It's me who hurts your body, and it's me who hurts your heart.Can you blame me once, blame me for failing to protect you again and again, blame me for not taking good care of you again and again, blame me for hurting you again and again.

Again and again.

The intrigue in Hogwarts that year;

The foul language on the old staircase that day;

Parted ways that night inside and outside the door;

she says:

——Xi Wei, if no one loves you, then I will love you. If no one protects you, then I will protect you. If no one cares about your tears, then I will. No matter how far you go, How high you jump, how fast you run, as long as you want, you will always see me by your side.

she says:

——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…

she says:

——...Xi Wei...I'm tired...

Bella, Bella.

How can I have the heart to let go of you like this, how dare I let go of this kind of love.

……

Holding the cold arms in warm hands, Sylvia carefully rolled up the thin sleeves as if treating a treasure. There were clearly visible pinholes on the thin and pale wrists, one, two, several, ten. .

Eye-catching, frightening.

"Stop lying."

Stop protecting, stop cheating.This time I will protect you, this time I will give you a solid arm, this time I will give you peace of mind.

...Sylvia knows...

What comes out of the cocoon is not a butterfly, but tears.

Sylvia told her, don't lie.

It's not that I like you, nor that I love you, but a simple sentence that doesn't even involve emotion. Don't lie.This sentence is the moment a sharp sword hits the ear, cutting through the camouflage she has used all her strength to decorate; this sentence is a heavy hammer, the moment it hits the ear, it shatters the fortress she built with all her courage; One sentence is a huge rock, crushing the strength she put together with all her hard work at the moment of hearing it.

...don't lie...

Stop pretending to be brave, stop pretending to be strong, and stop pretending to smile.

When that bravery, that tenacity, and that fake smile were shattered, the timidity, fragility, and grievance buried in the bottom of my heart spewed out.

In fact, how could she, Bellatrix Black, be so strong, how could she be so brave?She will feel uncomfortable when she falls, and she will cry when she is wronged...

Sylvia said.

Don't lie.

When did the grievance start?Is it left from many years ago, or left from many years ago?

Bella didn't know, she just knew too much.

The inexplicable sadness of becoming a medicine man, the inexplicable pain of being broken up, and the inexplicable sadness of losing Sylvia were too many to describe in numbers, so much that she didn't even know when it would end.

She can exchange many days of silence for a normal smile, she can also exchange a long period of silence for a few greetings that don't hurt, she can also use the dead silence of the night to make up smiles.She could even endure the pain over and over again, holding back tears and repeating a sentence, and then she could say that sentence silently in front of people.

...I'll wait for her...

How many times she said it with tears, how many times she read it to you with pain in her mouth.To say it once is a heartbreak, to read it once is to be sad.

But Sylvia said don't lie.

Stop lying that you're fine, stop lying that everything is fine, stop lying that I'm fine, and stop lying to make a better arc.

"... Woo... Xi Wei... I'm really tired... Woo... Xi Wei... It hurts... Woo..."

"I'm here."

A fit body is about embracing and being embraced.The moment Sylvia held the person in her arms, she realized that everything was worth nothing compared to the person in her arms.

Sylvia, haven't you hurt her enough?

Irene said, you did all the fucking calculations right, but you didn't calculate how many people you could lose.

She doesn't love much, just this one person.

Just this one in my arms.

"Promise me, Bella, don't do it again."

It's not that she didn't notice the stiffness of her icy body, and it wasn't that she didn't feel the strength of being locked up. Sylvia was silent for a long time and finally sighed.

"I've been trying to protect you all my life, but I didn't protect you once in the end. Since I went to school, you are the one who hurts you, and you are the one who suffers. I don't want to fight or be stubborn anymore, so help me Busy, don't do this anymore, okay?"

"...Uh...then, can you not go to France..."

"I won't go, I will listen to you, I will listen to you in everything, okay, don't scare me anymore..."

"Woo...Xi Wei..."

Caressing the back, and sighing in the bottom of my heart.

Sylvia didn't cry, she just hugged the crying person and patted her on the back lightly, once, once.

Never hurt you again, never separate again.

……

The author has something to say:

Because it is the New Year, I decided to make everyone happy ~ double update!And this chapter is so sweet~ Well, reconciled, it’s sweet~ By the way, there are still two or three chapters to finish~