under the field

Scarlett

There are many things in the world that are relative.But when you put them in the same seat and space, they support each other.

You will find that relative things are actually the same in essence.

Knowing Cartier's past, and knowing that she had an aunt who was a nun, this is not a surprising thing.None of them is nobler than anyone else, and no one is more secular than anyone else.Just like Jacob and the royal guard, they protect, on the one hand they invade, they just stand in different positions.

It's okay for a girl who has killed someone to wear a nun's uniform representing holiness, we are all just here to save people.Those prisoners lying on the hospital beds, are they really vicious people?They were just defeated in the process of resistance, they just went against the wishes of the royal family, and they were labeled as traitors. They all just wanted to fight for it.

I stood in front of the mirror and wrapped up the white scarf. I raised my hand to touch the ring on the string around my neck, kissed it, and buried it back into the collar.

The first prisoners of the Holy Hospital have arrived.The nuns in the hospital have already started the treatment work. I am glad that I have been in a stable mood. I injected and applied gauze to the men who were sent, and there was no sign of trembling in my hands.One of the prisoners brought in this morning was blind in the right eye and was brought here to have his infected eye treated, because he was going to be sent to the gallows tomorrow.

They are the ones who torture people, and they are also the ones who want to heal people.

The beds of the Holy Hospital are lined up along the wall, almost all of them are full of various injuries.Every nun has no special expression on her face, they are used to these scenes, and no matter what crimes the people who come here commit, they patiently provide treatment for them one by one.

Someone was yelling and howling, and I glanced over there.

"His leg had to be amputated. They left his wounded leg in the sewage for a week. His sores had already festered, and the base of his thigh would be infected if not amputated," said an older nun behind her. .

"What crime did he commit?" a little nun asked.

The old nun watched the movement on the other side quietly, "Is this important? Whatever crime they condemned him, he is that crime."

The rest of the nuns stood there.We can only watch, not feel his pain for him, the only thing we can do is let him wail to his heart's content, so that the pain can be dispersed to all audible ears.

The man let out a scream and finally passed out, Hallelujah. The old nun sighed faintly.

As the noon time approached, I became nervous unconsciously. I could only keep pacing back and forth, passing every face on the hospital bed over and over again. I hope that everyone I see is at least slightly better. Yeah, I can think of the worst, because then the expected throbbing doesn't eat me up.

When I saw Colin, I couldn't even walk.

The guards carried him in and threw him on the hospital bed that was exposed to the most sunlight.I wanted to cover my mouth so that the choking in my mouth wouldn't escape from the roar.They handcuffed his handcuffs to the iron frame at the head of the bed. I couldn't see his face. He seemed to be relying on instinct to bury his face in the pillow. He didn't have the strength to move any more. He could only let others manipulate him. Karl didn't say anything. Wrong, he really suffered...

I slowly followed the other nuns to his bedside.No matter how the nuns beside me were amazed by the injuries in front of me, I couldn't say a word.

He was badly hurt.

They healed the wounds on his skin and wiped off the blood on his body. He seemed to be asleep, letting the scorching sun hit his mottled but still beautiful torso and face. I wanted to reach out to smooth his eyebrows Sharp wrinkles.Bending down and hugging him with every unconscious groan, telling him he was safe and they sent him back to me, right in front of my eyes.

Colin.I kept calling for the person lying on the couch in my heart, I wanted to see him open his eyes, just like he wakes up next to me every day.

"Huh? What is this?" The nun who changed his clothes suddenly asked, and she took out something from his clothes.

I bit my lip, "Is it a wedding ring?" Someone answered the question beside me.

"God...God bless you..." The nun put the thing back on his hand, and then placed his hand on his abdomen, then they shook their heads and left with a plate full of blood cotton and gauze.

I approached him slowly, watching him on the pillow.I want to touch him, but I don't know where to put my hand... Every inch of his skin looks so fragile, I'm afraid that my touch will hurt them.What the hell did they do to him...

He's Colin, he's Jacob's Colin, he's Colin of Runrun, he's my Colin...

The drops of water fell on his chin, and I quickly wiped it off with my hand, but the more I wiped it off, the more I wiped it off, the ones seemed to drown him, and I was also with them, I was afraid of being burned by their temperature I have to back away from him, I can only watch, I can no longer get close to him, close to him, how fragile he is...

He suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist, and opened his eyes.

I looked at him, his lips moved, and I knelt down and got close to him.

"Scar..." he was talking, the strength in his hand was still clenching my soul, I looked into his eyes, the deep pool inside was still there, and could carry my own starlight, "Colin..." I whispered call him.

"I thought I saw an angel..." He smiled faintly.I put his hand on my face, turned my face to kiss, shook my head slightly at him, hesitated to speak several times, I just looked at him, but couldn't say anything.

"Don't cry...myhastinggirl..." His thumb wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, after a while he smiled softly and said, I could barely hear his voice, "Why do you cry so much..." The same Full of pampering helplessness.

I just want to stay with him forever and never let go of his hand, but I have to keep our plan in mind, I whispered in his ear: "Can you still walk?" I am not afraid of being heard, I I'm afraid that if the volume is too loud, it will wake up the baby I want to protect.

He looked at me as if contemplating his unknown plans, and nodded upon seeing him.

"Are you sure?" I lowered my eyes and asked softly, rubbing the bruise on his forehead and touching him lightly.

He looked at me again and nodded.

"When will you be taken away again?" I continued to ask.

"Tonight." He replied softly.I looked into his eyes, stroked his forehead with my thumb, and nodded accordingly, giving courage and affirmation to what we are going to do next.

I exhaled lightly, slid my hand down, across his face and neck, came to his heart, paused on it for a moment, and then came to the other hand he held with me.

I squeezed both hands into his palm, handed the things to him, met his eyes, and looked at him resolutely. He didn't look away from me, but just took the things away, including my hands, wrapped together.

I stared at this thoughtful face, "We will meet again soon." I took my hand away from the cold and hard wire and his palm, and said to him, "We will meet again soon."

He still stared at me firmly until I put the kiss on the center of that palm and stood up, not to leave his side for a while.

My heart has been unable to calm down, but I have not been able to get closer to his hospital bed.There are fires and ants gnawing at my heart, as long as he hasn't left the Holy Hospital, I can't completely calm my heart down.

When it was time for the nuns to pray collectively, we went to the church attached to the Holy Hospital.

I didn't stop to count the time in my mind, when the hall was filled with prayers.

I stand in the sacred voice that surrounds the hall, the tension and fear in my heart are growing, they climb up my heart like vines, the hymns are constantly echoing in my ears, like fueling the speed of the vines, they start from my heels The sprouts climbed up along the rising and falling tunes, came to my waist, extended to my chest and abdomen, they wrapped my arms, choked my throat, and the sharp fear settled on my face... …

There was commotion outside, and I opened my eyes.

He escaped!Someone is shouting.

The last syllable of the hymn falls, everything is uprooted, and my heartbeat returns to its normal, slow, normal rhythm.

I could hear my own breathing echoing in my ears, again and again.

He escaped!They kept yelling outside, signaling the upcoming search and raid.

The wooden door of the church was opened by them, regardless of the ongoing prayer session inside. At this time, only their frustration is the truth.

"What is this for!" The old nun stood in front, and was slapped by the intruding guard.The nun in the church exclaimed, the people who came did not take the majesty of the old nun into their eyes at all.

We underestimated their rage, because they lost Count Reggie's biggest leverage, which means that Reggie's rage will intensify on them, and they will turn these storms on innocent people in advance.

The hourglass in my heart is still flowing, time is passing by bit by bit, and the decision in my heart is disintegrating step by step.

Colin escaped as he wished, and Shay would come to pick me up during the empty period after the prayer session. As long as I leave here, I will be fine, and I will be able to meet Colin again and return to my partners.but……

The old nun was suppressed to the ground by the rage, and the rest of the nuns were ordered to return to the interior of the Holy Hospital. As long as I leave with the brigade, walk to the agreed corridor, and meet Shay, I can get away and leave the Holy Hospital...

"There is a ghost in your hospital." The guard was threatening the old nun, and the young nuns behind him were silent, and they were forced to line up to leave here. The old nun's suffering had already made them feel terrified.

"What are you doing in a daze! I said, go back!" The guard at the other end yelled, "Move!" The nuns were about to leave the church trembling, and I could leave here immediately...

The old nun is still unyielding, even though the evil minions are showing off their might to her, but this can't make her change and make her submit.

"Old woman, let me tell you that there is something wrong with your hospital." The guards raised their guns, and the nuns behind were still crying uncontrollably, while the other guards were roughly pushing us away from the attached church.

The hourglass in my heart has flowed to the end, urging me to leave this situation bit by bit, I told myself over and over again, I can get out of this whole body.

"Kill chickens to make an example to monkeys, if you don't mind." I heard the sound of bullets being loaded, and the scene was filled with holy prayers for a second.The old nun still did not give in, even for the imminent death, she did not have the slightest fear in her eyes.

The hourglass bottle in the bottom of my heart shattered. "It's me." I rushed out of the line.

I took off my white turban and stood between the old nun and the muzzle of the gun. "I'm Scarlett Hastings," I said.

……

There are many things in the world that are relative.But when you put them in the same seat and space, they support each other.

You will find that relative things are actually the same in essence.

It's like, I found myself running away from Reggie's forces from the beginning, even if it cost me, I still have to fight against fate so that self righteous people like them can experience things feeling contrary to it.

My escape and his pursuit never stopped. After going around in so many circles, I realized that I was always rushing inside a circle of glass, this stupid game.

Because in the end, everything comes back to square one.

"Long time no see, girl Hastings." Count Reggie said to me.