deformed bone

Calvin barely recognized the woman.

She wore a white gown like a nun's gown, the plain, starched fabric covering almost from the neck to the instep of her feet, and her curls were gathered under the same white turban. Not showing.She wasn't even wearing makeup - stripped of foundation, mascara and lipstick, Madeleine's haggardness was rather rudely placed on a face that was too thin, she looked even over 50 years old, with high cheekbones The highlands bulged, supporting dry, blotchy and wrinkled skin.There was a sickly flush around her eye sockets, and a thin white layer of dry skin had formed on her lips.

In sharp contrast to this extremely haggard look, Madeleine's eyes were as if there were two clusters of flames in her pupils, and the pupils were astonishingly bright.A large gold cross weighed heavily on her chest, and the thick chains reminded Calvin of cows in chains on a pasture.And in the center of the cross is a hemispherical crystal stone, inlaid with the face of a boy who made Calvin feel like throwing up.

Feeling bored from his heart, Calvin frowned, he forced himself not to stare at the photo, and turned his attention back to Madeleine.

"I really didn't expect to see you here."

He said to Madeleine.

Then I looked at the table between Isa and the man. There were only two sets of tableware on the table.

"...I thought Isa was the only one eating here with a strange man." Calvin shrugged, "I just came to say hello to avoid any trouble for her."

Calvin deliberately puts an emphasis on the word "trouble."He didn't need to explain too much, and Madeleine knew what he was referring to.

After all, they are people who live in that world—no matter how perfect the law is, no matter how glamorous the society is on TV, in the dark, where the middle class in clothes and leather shoes can’t see, a lovely, incapable of self-protection And a teenage girl with an alcoholic mother who is a prostitute has to deal with a lot darker things than people think.

It was obvious that Madeleine did understand what Calvin meant, her eyes suddenly became much sharper, and the strong hatred and disgust almost turned into a real dagger to dig a piece of flesh from Calvin's body.

"You'd better keep your mouth shut! Mr. Zara Barrick, the venerable vicar of the parish! You'd better stuff that disgusting dirty mind of yours back in your ass, if you can't I'd be more than happy to help you—"

Madeleine put her face in front of Calvin very fiercely and said, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the so-called Mr. Zara Barrick!

"Ms. Mary. Watch out for your filth, you have clearly failed to cleanse your language."

He said to Madeleine, and then he stood up and walked to her side. After discovering the acquaintance relationship between Calvin and Madeleine, he seemed a little wary.

Madeleine snapped her mouth shut.Calvin was a little surprised to see her transformation in just a moment. When facing Zara Barrick, she appeared extraordinarily submissive and weak, and could even be said to be humble.

She drew a small cross in front of her lips with her hands, and tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes, real tears full of regret.

"I repent, priest, I repent with all my heart."

She lowered her head and muttered something in a low voice, then she took a silent step back and stood behind Mr. Zara Barrick.

By the time Calvin realized it, the so-called pastor had completely acted as Madeleine's spokesperson.

"Obviously this gentleman has some misunderstandings about us. Ms. Madeleine is a very devout member of the Advent Church, and today is the day when she broke through many tests and finally officially became a believer. This is a day worth celebrating, which is why we The reason for appearing here. Just because Ms. Madeleine has gone down the wrong path in the past few decades does not mean that she does not have the right to eat in a fine restaurant, nor does it mean that you have the right to treat her Question..." As he spoke, he smiled at Calvin, a sincere and trustworthy smile.

Calvin didn't answer him, nor did he catch what he said next.

Calvin didn't notice it before, but when the other party stood at this distance, even a blind man couldn't ignore the small cross-shaped pendant hanging on the man's chest. The difference from the normal cross is that the cross-shaped pendant Instead of Jesus Christ, the sculpture on the metal frame is a boy with wings spread.It was an exquisitely crafted pendant, the boy had a perfect face, and purple crystals were inlaid where the eyes were.

Calvin could feel the muscles all over his body throbbing, and he couldn't help himself not to look at the pendant.

An emotionless voice sounded in Calvin's mind, that voice was exactly the same as his own, as if there was another him in this world lying on his shoulder, whispering in his ear.

(Oh, it's a priest.)

(of course.)

(This is an Adventist priest.)

(Adventists, no question—even the smiles are so similar.)

(Exactly the same smile.)

(This is Daniel's smile.)

……

"Calvin..."

"Calvin..."

"Calvin?!"

Someone suddenly shook Calvin vigorously, and he suddenly raised his head and stared fiercely at the other party, at the same time his hands were already waving completely involuntarily.But soon his wrist was firmly stuck in the dark.Calvin's vision was blurred for a moment, and when he finally regained consciousness, he saw Virgil's face full of worry.

"Calvin, your complexion is really terrible, are you okay?"

The rich son's voice seemed to come from a very far away place.Calvin felt as if he had just come back from the moon. Because of the conflict between the strong desire for tyranny and self-control, all the muscles in his body were aching now, and the blood vessels above his temples were throbbing, causing a slight ringing in his ears.

Calvin parted his lips slightly.

"...I want to throw up."

He said.

Then he pushed Virgili away, stumbling all the way, and the others in the restaurant screamed and rushed out the door.

Calvin almost fell on the side of the road, he didn't feel any pain, the strong nausea had completely occupied his body.

He lay down on the road in that embarrassing position and started to vomit, but due to the lack of food, he soon couldn't vomit anything except bitter bile.His esophagus was burning, tears and snot were smearing his face.

For a while, he couldn't move at all from the collapse.

"Calvin!"

Until someone called his name in a low voice, and then forcibly dragged him up.

A few minutes later, Calvin was sitting in Virgili's villa in a high-end residential area.It's a chic two storey building, both the floors and the furniture are immaculate, apparently maintained by a cleaning company on a regular basis.However, from the stale air, it can be seen that no one has lived here for a while.

Of course, Calvin didn't care about this. He curled up and sat blankly in the corner of the sofa, still feeling very uncomfortable.

"This was my residence before." Virgili hurriedly tore off the white cloth covering the furniture, and then explained to Calvin with some trepidation, "I lived here all the time before I... had that accident. But then my parents want me to go home and live more because they want to watch me a little... sorry I brought you here, it's close, you look really bad, I think you might want more Take a rest before going home."

Calvin looked at Virgil in a daze, he could smell the sour smell emanating from himself-a souvenir of the previous vomit.

Virgil turned around and went into the kitchen, and soon he returned to the living room, and handed Calvin a bottle of water.

"Sorry, I only have bottled water in the kitchen as I haven't been here in a while..."

Calvin grabbed the bottle of water roughly and drank it to his upper lip, some water overflowed from the corner of his mouth, soaking his chest.

Then Virgil stretched out his hand, he took out a cotton handkerchief, and gently wiped off all the liquids on Calvin's face.

Calvin raised his face and allowed Virgil to move, without resisting, let alone moving.

Oh damn.He just couldn't help thinking in his heart.

I'm afraid someone like Virgil has never seen him like this in his life-apparently he successfully drove away a difficult suitor in this way.

congratulations.But the amazing thing is that Calvin wasn't happy when he realized this.

He panted heavily, and stayed on the sofa for a while, and it took a long time before he felt his heart beating normally.

"Feel sorry."

Calvin let out a long breath with his head down, and then said hoarsely.

Virgil was sitting next to him, but Calvin didn't look back at Virgil.

Obviously he overreacted today - he always thought he was ready, but it turned out he was wrong.

He "knows" that the Adventists are always there, he even knows that the Adventists have been looking for him, and occasionally he has even received flyers.But he completely miscalculated his reaction when he actually faced an Advent priest.

It was a physiological reaction, and he had no way of controlling it.

Extreme, rage like a tsunami.

Calvin has no doubt that if his self-control ability was weaker at that time, he might have directly picked up the chair in that restaurant and smashed the pastor into a pulp, and the reason was only because of the pastor's smile and the memory of the pastor. A bit similar to the man named Daniel.

Oh no, Daniel...

Just thinking of that man, Calvin seemed to smell the stench of blood that filled his nose many years ago.Calvin felt a little heat in his eye sockets, and Doctor Holden had been admonishing him not to indulge in the darkness of the past——

[You should let it go, Calvin, let go of your anger, let go of your hatred, don't let them drag you into darkness.Don't do it. 】

Calvin still remembered Doctor Holden's serious face when he said this, and he also remembered his promise.

Yes, he promised that he would do what Dr. Holden said, but...

Calvin trembled again.

Then, he was hugged tightly in a warm embrace.

"It's all right, Calvin, it's over."

Vigily turned over and hugged Calvin tightly.

"Oh no, on me..."

Calvin thought of the filth on his body, and he struggled a bit, but all his movements were restrained under Virgili's impossibly strong arms.

"It's okay, I don't care." Virgil's voice was surprisingly smooth and calm at this moment, "You don't have to worry about anything, really, I will take care of you."

The calmness in the other party's voice gradually infected Calvin's restless mood like magic.

Calvin soon stopped moving, and stayed in Virgil's arms for a while before struggling to free himself, rubbing his temples.

But when he left Virgili's arms, he did look a lot better.

However, the way Vigilie stared at him seemed a little sad.

Calvin was worried that Virgil would press him about why he reacted so violently tonight (so violently that he totally screwed up a lunch), but the latter thankfully didn't ask about it at all.Virgil just handed Calvin a bath towel and bathrobe, and rushed him to take a shower.

"I swear I don't hate the smell of you," he even raised his hand in horror before pushing Calvin into the bathroom, "I just really think you need a hot shower, you His complexion is too ugly, really, a hot bath can help blood circulation and increase the oxygen supply in your body..."

"Pfft."

After seeing Virgili's nervous chatter, Calvin finally showed a smile.

"I know."

He put his hand on Virgil's chest and pushed him out of the bathroom.