Queen and Her Duke

Wen Lin looked away from Visia, and she said flatly, "It's up to you."

A gust of wind blew in through the crack of the door, and the shadow of the candle swayed. Looking at the indifference and alienation on Wen Lin's face, Visia couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. She continued to move her hands, her brows and eyes hidden in the dark were still gentle.

Cod fish soup and venison pie are both fresh and sweet, and look very light.

After it was done, Weisia naturally wiped the small wooden table that hadn't been used for a long time, moved it to the stove, and served Wen Lin a large bowl of soup.

"Try it, it shouldn't be as delicious as what you made."

It smelled delicious, and it was obviously much more attractive than other foods that Wen Lin had eaten in the past half month.

Wen Lin knew very well that her body had to be taken care of, and she didn't know how long she would take to cultivate just by relying on the bread from the village and the thick soup made from something.

Just as he was about to pick it up and take a sip, there was an urgent knock on the door.

She stopped her hand in mid-air, then stood up and opened the door. As Wen Lin expected, it was Rima.

Her home was far away from the stone house where Wen Lin lived, and the night was even more windy and snowy. A thick layer of snow fell on her body, and her cheeks were flushed from the cold.

Rima looked in the kitchen on tiptoe, stepped aside, pointed to the winter supplies pulled by the sleigh, and then pointed to Vicia.

I came here to deliver basic cold supplies to Visia. Wen Lin looked at another room not far from her stone house. Although the roof was good, the walls were broken in several places. Could it be that Visia is planning to sleep there.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Lin turned and looked at Visia, but what she said was, "It's cold outside, can you let Rima come in first?"

After all, Visia cleaned the kitchen, and they were also preparing to eat. Rema's arrival seemed inappropriate, and Visia's consent should be sought first.

The smile in her eyes froze for a moment, as if she had been covered with a dim veil, Visia's eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded, "Of course."

With a calm expression, Wen Lin naturally helped Rima pat the snow off the cloak, and made room for Rima beside her.

"Hello," Rema seemed very happy. She came in to say hello to Visia, and then she focused all her attention on Wen Lin, chatting nonchalantly from the side, and took out a a drawing.

After seeing the food on the table, he took back the drawing and swallowed carefully.

Wen Lin couldn't understand what she was talking about. During the past half a month, she relied on observing Rema's expressions and movements to communicate. Seeing her gaze on the food, Wen Lin pushed the bowl towards her in a funny way, and gestured she can eat.

In the middle of the push, Wen Lin remembered that it was given to her by Visia, so she stopped and looked at Visia.

Vicia was also looking at Wen Lin, and their eyes met in the air.

Wen Lin noticed that the sadness in Visia's eyes seemed to be more obvious. She seemed to know what Wen Lin was thinking, and said first, "I'll get you another bowl."

Even though the two have only met each other not long ago, they get along unexpectedly comfortably.

Wen Lin nodded and said thank you.

Hearing her thank you, Visia seemed to have something to say, but in the end she didn't say anything, and put the refilled fish soup in front of her, taking advantage of Wen Lin not paying attention to her, her gaze was full of nostalgia looking at her.

Wen Lin was very quiet when she ate. She drank the fish soup in her hand little by little, and didn't move a piece of the venison pie.

On the contrary, it was Rema who praised Visia's craftsmanship from time to time, with a sincere and lovely expression, making this small silent space lighter.

After eating two venison pies, Rema smiled shyly at Vicia, "I swear this is the most delicious food I have ever eaten, and what you made is really delicious."

As if touched by Rema's innocence, Visia showed a kind smile and introduced, "This is food made with the cooking method of Wen Lin's hometown."

"Where is Wen Lin's hometown? We rescued her from the sea. When we picked her up, her whole body was as cold as ice."

Visia has a unique aura of majesty. When Rima saw her for the first time, she felt afraid, but when she laughed, Rima felt that she, like Wen Lin, exuded an attractive mysterious aura.

This made Rima very curious, and at the same time approached them more actively.

"Did you save her at sea?" Visia said this sentence very softly and slowly, and the inaudible voice was soaked with lingering heaviness. She really wanted to know where Wen Lin had been in the past nine years. , Is she doing well, what has she suffered, and why her body has become so weak.

Her heartbeat was suddenly chaotic, but her eyes were surprisingly calm. Visia took a few deep breaths and continued to answer,

"A country in the East very far from the Golan."

"Have you known Wen Lin for a long time?"

"It's been a long time, as long as ten years."

"Ten years? Then Wen Lin didn't grow up at that time, she looks only a few years older than me now."

Rema looked very surprised. Although this lady was also very beautiful and charming, she looked much older than Wen Lin.

Visia was silent. She didn't continue to answer, but turned her head to look at Wen Lin. When she said ten years, Visia repeated it in Chinese deliberately. She looked at every subtle expression on Wen Lin's face. His expression changed.

However, to Vicia's disappointment, Wen Lin drank the soup quietly, never moved.

Withdrawing her eyes, her fingers clasped the edge of the table silently, and the soreness and pain that were slowly gathered like a net could not be resisted. Visia, who had long been accustomed to this feeling, did not show any abnormalities, and turned to Wen Lin and said,

"And try the venison."

The wind outside the window gradually became stronger, and the sound of snow falling on the branches came from outside the house.

Rema watched Vicia's eyes fall on the bowl containing venison, then looked at Wen Lin, guessing and reminding,

"Ma'am, are you asking Wen Lin to eat venison pie? She can't eat it anymore. This meal is the most I've seen Wen Lin eat so far. She usually only eats such a little bit of bread and a few mouthfuls of gravy. Soup."

Rema made gestures while talking, and at the same time explained, "Wen Lin will vomit if she eats too much."

All of a sudden, all the complicated emotions that were roiling in Visia's heart disappeared, completely replaced by deep worries, and deep-rooted guilt and self-blame that became more and more profound with time.

During these nine years, Visia always thought that if it wasn't for her own selfishness, Wen Lin might not be bound by Golan, and that heavy and inescapable responsibility would not have anything to do with her.

She will not be tortured in that damn war, she will not work hard for Golan and herself, she may be like a bird on the sea, shining in a free country that belongs to her.

Weisia couldn't help her heartache. She seemed to have done all the despicable and selfish things to Wen Lin in the name of love.

Vicia thought, she didn't blame Wen Lin for forgetting herself, she didn't blame her for forgetting everything about each other, it was all a punishment for her incompetence.

The fire in the stove was gradually extinguished, and Rema, who sensed a certain subtle atmosphere, left first.

Wen Lin got up to see her off, Visia stood up and walked behind Wen Lin, Rema waved to Visia and Wen Lin still looking energetic.

She is indeed a likable little girl. Facing her who saved Wen Lin, Weisia's attitude is extraordinarily tolerant.

When Rema was gone, Wen Lin turned her head to look at Visia who was silent, her eyes flickered, and she said, "I'm tired, I want to go to rest."

Today is the longest day for Wen Lin to be awake. In the past half month, she was awake for no more than two hours a day, and she ate a lot. Unusual flushing.

They were standing opposite each other at this time, very close to each other, and the light reflected from the snow made their sight clearer.

Weisia raised her hand, and the next moment her warm and delicate palm fell on Wen Lin's forehead. It didn't feel hot, but was a little cold.

It was such a sudden closeness again, Wen Lin didn't like it very much, her body froze, she took a few steps back, and frowned at Visia.

"I don't remember everything you said, and I don't believe it, and maybe I'll never remember it, but at least for now, I don't like being close to you."

The expression is serious and serious, revealing a deliberate indifference and alienation.

Sigh, no words.

Visia stared at the shadows of the branches and leaves under her feet for a long time, she finally gave a wry smile, resisting the panic that seemed to knock her down, "It's okay, it's okay to forget everything, we can start over."

Watching silently, Visia clearly stood upright, but Wen Lin felt that she was extremely humble when she spoke.

Feeling uncomfortable in her heart, Wen Lin didn't want to continue the conversation, so she turned her head and left.

Following Wen Lin's footsteps, Visia escorted her to the door.

Entering the house, closing the door, the action is done in one go.

Looking at the closed door in front of her, Visia sighed helplessly, and walked to the small hut next to her with the attendants taking the winter supplies from the village.

It has been cleaned in advance, and the hole in the wall has been repaired temporarily. It still looks dilapidated, but it is barely livable.

After lighting the fireplace, Visia tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Everything in front of her was like an unreal dream. Confirming that Wen Lin was still alive made Visia feel extremely satisfied, but at the same time made her feel scared and flustered.

If Wen Lin really can't remember forever, will she accept herself again, and can they return to the time when they were in love.

In particular, they don't look as good as they used to. Thinking of what Rema said unintentionally during the meal, "Ten years? Didn't Wen Lin grow up at that time? She looks only a few years older than me now. "

Vicia suddenly felt as if a hole had been opened in her heart, and the cold wind poured in, leaving it empty.

Unable to restrain the restlessness in her heart, Visia turned over and sat up, and found the mirror from the luggage beside her. She walked to the fire and looked at her face carefully. She seemed to be really old, and her fingers brushed her eyes There are a few extra fine lines at the back of the tail, and then the long hair is gathered up, and it seems that there are more gray hairs.

Dejected and powerless, Visia fell into a state of bewilderment, she didn't know how to mend the gap of time.

Drowsy, Visia fell asleep unsteadily, and she had a dream.

In the dream, Wen Lin was with a woman who couldn't see her face clearly, and Weisia could be sure that the woman was not her.

Floating in the air, she watched Wen Lin meet and fall in love with that woman, and watched them live happily ever after.

Wen Lin was the same as when she was treating herself, she was extremely gentle and considerate to that woman, pampering and tolerant.

There is no scheming, their life is so simple and beautiful that they are like blooming wild flowers in the field, fragrant and unfettered.

Visia was heartbroken. At first she yelled Wen Lin's name, wanting to ask her why she abandoned herself. When she got to the back, Visia just watched quietly, watching Wen Lin walk a completely different path. In a different life, it turned out that Wen Lin could live so well without herself.

Weisia woke up from the dream crying, she stroked the tears on her face, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was still pitch black outside the window, but Weisia couldn't fall asleep anyway.

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