goodbye my sweetheart

Get out of the room to avoid her.

Go downstairs, Stefan and Damon are sitting in the living room.

She had to pretend that she was going to the kitchen.

She didn't want to talk, didn't want to talk to anyone, especially Brother Salvatore.

She sighed and knew in her heart that she couldn't stay in this place any longer.

But where to go?

She has no money, no home, no friends, no relatives.

She is a complete bachelor.

The more she thought about it, the colder she felt, suffocating.

She opened the door and went outside.

Leaning against a tree, quietly thinking about the future.

The words "future" and "future" really frightened her. What she is most afraid of now is to imagine the future, but her mind doesn't listen to her words, she always thinks about the future.

She felt palpitations at the thought of endless suffering.

Her cursed wound started to flare up again, blood gushing out.

Shoulders, heart, knees, elbows, seven blood holes, she is used to their onset.

She didn't want to get her clothes dirty, she was wearing what Elena had left.It's already humiliating for her, and she doesn't want to wear her clothes any more.But blood... She quickly took off her coat, leaving only a vest, she rolled up her skirt, and placed herself in a large font against the tree trunk.

The blood kept flowing, she sighed, as if it was going to flow forever.

She shivered.

The wound didn't hurt, but it looked terrible. The blood continuously took away her body temperature, making her feel very cold and tired.

Weakness, yes, as Esther said, she wanted her to be weak forever.

Her dizziness became more and more dizzy, and she finally passed out.

In fact, she liked the feeling of passing out, so that she could feel nothing at all.

But with the fainting came the cold.

What she dislikes the most is the cold, the skin-to-skin coldness, as cold as a piece of ice soaked in the deep sea of ​​Antarctica, the ice that has not melted for years, so cold that it is blowing a chill.

She completely lost consciousness, she smiled sadly, thinking: It would be nice if she could faint forever.

Stefan was very worried when he didn't see Katherine going back, leaning against the window and looking again and again.

Why didn't he understand that Katherine was avoiding them, especially him Stefan, she could still quarrel with Elena, and have a few words with Damon, but she was unwilling to say a word to him.But as long as you don't tell the truth for a day, you can live in peace for a day.

She hasn't come back yet, has she gone?Thinking of this, Stefan couldn't calm down anymore, and he chased him out.

He found her following a smell of blood laced with the sweet scent of roses.

The scene in front of him became an eternal nightmare in Stefan's mind.

She, Katherine, was like a torn doll leaning against a big tree, her shoulders, elbows, knees, heart... bleeding continuously.

Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the capillaries under the skin were faintly visible.

He picked her up and cried, "What's the matter?" She was so light that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow her away.

He pressed close to her face, and he, who was used to the low body temperature of vampires, was startled by her cold body temperature.

He rushed into the house with her in his arms, carefully inspecting her wound, "Why doesn't the wound heal?"

"When will it flow?"

He hugged her tightly.

His strength almost crushed her, she opened her eyes weakly, and saw that it was in the living room of Salvatore's house.

■42■

"Bathroom, turn on the water—cold water." It was the first time she had spoken to Stefan.

Stefan didn't understand, carried her into the bathroom, and turned on the cold water of the shower head.She broke free from him, climbed to sit under the faucet, and the cold water rushed over her, from her head, the back of her neck, and her vest... all over her body.

Her legs were curled up, her whole body shrank into a ball from the cold, her eyes were closed, her head was buried, and her forehead rested on her knees.

She was so cold, she was shivering.

But the cold water did speed up the healing of her wounds.

Stefan stared at her dumbfounded and heartbroken, he had 1 questions to ask, but now was obviously not the time, he cleared his throat, "Is there anything else I can do."

"Get out and close the door," she whispered.

Stefan had to go out, but the sound of water couldn't get out of his mind.

After a long time, the damn sound of water finally stopped.

After a long time, he heard the sound of a hair dryer.

He picked up his set of pajamas and went to her room, knocked on her door, and said softly, "This is my pajamas, brand new, I'll go buy clothes for you tomorrow."

"No." She opened the door, "I've already dried my clothes."

"This set of pajamas is brand new, and the tag hasn't even been removed." He emphasized again, a little angry, "I'll go buy clothes for you tomorrow."

"It's really not necessary," she had no choice but to take the pajamas due to his anger, "I won't be staying for long, so don't buy me—"

"where do you want to go?"

"go home."

"Do you still have a home?"

"Of course, a home in Bulgaria." She was so angry, couldn't she have a home?Only they have?

"Hasn't your home in Bulgaria been demolished for a golf course?" Stefan looked at her, "Are you going to set up camp on the golf course?"

"I don't remember telling anyone these things." Katherine eyed him suspiciously.

"Your diary—" A complicated expression flashed across Stefan's face, "I've read all your diaries."

"Ah." When Katherine heard the diary, she didn't even shake her eyelids, as if those diaries were meaningless.She spread her palms and said to Stefan, "Then you have my documents too? Give them to me."

"What documents?" Stefan lied calmly, "There is only a diary in the mailbox without any documents."

Katherine stared at him angrily, "Is it interesting to withhold my documents? I can't believe you're going to insult me ​​like this."

"It's not about adding insult to injury."

"Give it to me, for the sake of the past." She clasped her hands together and made a pleading gesture.In the past, with her powerful vampire ability, she could not abide by the human system, she could take advantage of others, and she could use hypnotic ability to guarantee a basic life.But now she is weaker than humans, she has to follow the rules of the game of humans, and survive like a human. In this case, without the certificate, she will be unable to move a single step.

"It's because of the past relationship, so I don't give it to you." Stefan suddenly became angry, and he felt heartache when he heard her say "the past relationship".

"..." She took a deep breath, as if trying to swallow her grievances, "I'm going to sleep. Please go back."

He had to back out, looking at her closed door, he felt panic.Katherine, who has loved him for 145 years, is no longer willing to get close to him in the slightest?She would rather wear Elena's clothes in humiliation, she would rather dry them with a hair dryer than touch his new clothes that he hasn't worn yet.

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■43■

The first thing Stefan does every morning is to know where Katherine is.

If he couldn't see her for a little while, he would miss her.

Her weakness made his heart ache, but it also made him happy.

He can finally take care of her.

He wanted to take care of her for the rest of his life, whether it was out of guilt or for other reasons.

As long as he thinks of being under the same roof with her, his heart feels safe, satisfied and comfortable.His eyes were always looking for her in the room, but when he found her, he pretended not to see her, and continued to do his own thing.

It's not that Katherine doesn't know that Stefan "can't let go" of her, it's just that she understands him.

For him, Stefan, it was a shame to have loved Katherine.

She is a female liar who lied to him that her former residence in Atlanta was burned down;

She's a whore, and she's swearing to each other with Stefan on the one hand and fighting with Damon on the other.

She's a criminal, she's a murderer, she's a thief...she's not even human.

Perfectionist Stefan will never be willing to admit that he is in love with a bad product.

Fortunately, there is Damon.

Elena wasn't there either.

Damon makes coffee in the kitchen.

He turned around and looked at her fawning smile.

"Since when did my sweet innocent Damon become so handsome and charming."

He turned his back, he couldn't face her, he told himself desperately: the relationship between them is over, the one he loves is Elena, it's Elena, it's Elena that he got after so much effort.

"Ah, are you not going to talk to me anymore?" She put her hand on his shoulder.

He sideways avoided her hand and made a cold look, "What's the matter with you?"

"Dear Damon, can you do me a favor? Please." She twisted her body and said coquettishly.

"Tell me." He still looked businesslike.

"Steal my ID, okay?"

"What proof