Resident Evil Redemption

All tooften, wemasktruthinartifice, cealingourselvesfor fearoflosingtheones. weloveorprolongingadeceptionforthosewewishtoexpose.

We always use various means to cover up the truth, or expose others to maintain the lie, so as to hide our fear of losing loved ones.Either curl up in the comfort of pain and sorrow, or try to use it to prevent a devastating truth from being revealed.

Jack was leaning against a corner of the roof, playing with his slightly scratched lighter.

Alas...every corner here is a non-smoking area.He sat down, his legs stretched wildly on the ground.Leaning his back against the cold wall, he felt itchy in his heart.

He suddenly thought of something, bowed his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.Ah... Sure enough, girls can act coquettishly and willfully... First, the shocking slap in the face at the beginning, and then the sincere hug tonight... Wait, Jack, what are you jealous about?You, who lacked the discipline of your father since you were young, are actually just having that damned addiction to smoking again, right?he asked himself.

To be honest, it has been nearly a month since he came here, and those extraction experiments are no longer painful to him.Seeing his "father" from deep sleep to waking up, from furious to quiet, Jack never said a word to him.Even, she never met his eyes.Of course, except for the hostile look in that man's eyes when he looked at him tonight...

Jack always felt that the man looked like... as if he didn't know his existence at all...

He thought, if the first meeting between him and Shrine in Vietnam two years ago was a coincidence and weird "recognition of relatives", then how should he showdown with that man now?

He sighed softly, holding his forehead with his right hand.Perhaps, knowing that he is still alive is enough...

"Isn't it cold..." A slight but crisp voice came from his left side.

"No..." Jack didn't look at her, "So, you're happy now?"

"Well..." Shrine came to him and sat down, "he's finally normal."

"My understanding of him seems to be wrong." Jack raised his head and pressed it against the wall. "You like him, and he loves you too... It seems that as a father, he may still be a less crazy guy..."

"Jack, maybe..." Shrine froze for a moment, she was about to say something, but he stopped her.

"I know," he turned to her, smiling, "I know..."

"You...really don't plan to meet him?" Shrine looked at him, Jack's eyes were a little erratic in the darkness.

"I'm not sure." He was still playing with his silver lighter, "I think I'm just... not ready yet."

Shrine didn't speak, just nodded with tight lips.She understands this feeling, if it were her, she would also be very hesitant.But unfortunately, Alexander Schiller is dead, and she has no chance to see her father again.

"So, he...has always been nice to you?" Jack asked this question with a little embarrassment, "I see..."

"Well. Most of the time." When it came to the point, Shrine seemed to lose his confidence, and immediately dealt with it, "But... don't worry, I will tell him when he fully recovers, and you can... sit down and have a good talk ..."

"..." Jack seemed to be particularly sensitive to this topic, "Ah...I haven't..."

"Okay, that's it." Shrine patted Jack on the shoulder with a smile on his face.Of course, she has ulterior motives for this matter.Because she also always wanted to know, who is that woman...

In order to keep Jack, Shrine took great pains in the next week.Either playing games with him every day, or going to the rooftop with him to kill time at night...

But later, she found that she seemed to be a little immersed in it.Before that, she had never found that her life could be so comfortable.

In a bright, isolated laboratory.

"Thank you." After completing the final heart rate test, the blond man sat quietly on the chair, his voice low and magnetic.He raised the corner of his mouth to look at the researcher beside him, and nodded slightly politely.And the new researcher, who seemed to be immersed in the man's deceptively beautiful smile, froze for a long time before hurriedly packing up the equipment.

"Sir, everything is normal." She immediately turned and said to the chief researcher not far away.

"That's it..." The director glanced at the man, "It seems that he can go out from here. Go and tell Mr. Schille..." This is definitely good news for him—in short, he was right from the beginning This man has shadows.He wished that this man would leave here immediately.

Wesker didn't expect to find the black leather jacket he had worn before from this place, he was only given a black shirt, black, or at least the color he liked.But anyway, the figure is there, and he looks good in anything.

During those days when he was trapped in the isolation room, he learned the "uncut version" of the entire story from Shrine.He never thought that he would be defeated, and then leave Shrine who was also in a mess to clean up the mess for himself.This is not something a man should do.

He did not deny that he was once a poor lunatic.

He knew that he already owed her too much.

She was right, the world had changed, but not in his way.

If there is always a time when people have to bow their heads to fate, he feels that now seems to be the best time.No matter how perfect his image was inlaid in the eyes of the world, in front of her, he was always bruised and riddled with holes. Shrine Corova, this woman is trampling on the dignity of all his desires.

Albert Wesker, are you stupid?What you want the most is always by your side!Oh, you are such a down-and-out bastard... He thought, running his slender fingers through his golden hair, from his forehead to the back of his neck.He shook his head slightly.Finally, his footsteps stopped in front of the door of Shrine's room.

He just stopped in front of the somewhat retro wooden carved door, with inexplicable emotions constantly clashing in his heart.certainly.He still resisted the urge to kick open the door.

However, just as he was about to knock on the door, the door opened from the inside.A blond girl a head shorter than her was holding the doorknob, her blue and green eyes full of surprise.It seems that both of them are aware of this scene, they seem to have known each other* [End note]...

Shrine opened her mouth to say something when he suddenly raised her chin, then pressed his lips against each other, and all her voice was swallowed by him.

He ran his fingers through her silky blond hair and pressed her against the wall.The gentle touch counteracted her overwhelmed panic.

Shrine still pushed him some distance away.She looked at him, her resolute face was full of arrogance and restraint, but paradoxically, there was an extremely rare tenderness in his eyes.She has seen this look, many times...

With her hands on Wesker's cheek, she reached up to brush back a stray strand of his blonde hair, and kissed him softly on the lips.

Soft and sweet, it is exhilarating.

But that child-like light kiss only made him want to possess her even more.She's always so soft, warm, and incredibly charming, who wouldn't want to have her?

Then, the muscular man ripped off her coat vigorously. Wesker exudes an endless sense of oppression and danger, and Shrine feels like he is almost lost in his rough and sexy movements.

It was a cold and dark breath, but it carried a deadly charm, which made her go limp.He was so close, his kiss was so rough and urgent, as crazy as the end of the world.

To appease Wesker, Shrine responded softly, and the result was a tighter hug from him.He wantonly invaded her lips and tongue, the burning possessiveness almost melted her.

Shrine felt as though her entire world was falling.Her mind was blank, all thoughts were emptied, and he was still unscrupulously searching for the fragrance in her mouth, she could hear the ambiguous sound of their lips rolling and entangled, which made her heart beat like thunder, as if she was about to pop out.

It seems that the fading of the virus has not completely taken away his unique brutal desire for love.

After a long time, Wesker finally let go of her blood-stained lips, and his buoyant masculinity was pressed against her through the trousers. Shrine gasped, feeling dizzy.

She began to doubt life, and this didn't seem like a good time to applaud love.Because, she just made an appointment with Jack a few minutes ago... Albert, you are embarrassing me and your son by doing this...

It's a pity, no matter what, he won't let her go today.

Shrine was thrown onto his big bed, almost sinking into the soft mattress.

The door was closed, and the whole room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Shrine stepped back a few inches, as if wanting to get up, but Wesker obviously couldn't give her this chance, he leaned on top of her, staring at her intently, "Shrine, you won..."

She blinked, but the man still looked at her seriously.

"I love you."

"??!" She froze suddenly.It seemed that at that moment, all the blood in her body began to flow backwards.

During the stillness, finally a clear tear ran out of her sapphire blue eye, across her hot temple, and hid in her golden curly hair...

Is this a serious confession to me?

Hey, what a coincidence, I love you too...

He pressed her under him, sank, and once again got all of her while she gasped.

"Albert—" Shrine arched his body unbearably, his fingertips dug deep into the muscles of his shoulders...

Wesker felt that she didn't belong to the light or set foot in the darkness, like a fallen angel who abandoned God and was hunted down by the devil at the same time.She fascinated him, like an old love poem written by the Creator to the world...

He couldn't take his eyes off her...

But no one knows that Jackboy, who just arrived as promised, witnessed a passionate scene that was enough to blow his three views before his father closed the door...

"Holy Shit!!!" Jack leaned against the gray wall of his room in a panic, his eyes widening.Still can't believe what I just saw...

Wait, he's a little messy now.Shrine, who has always been regarded as her younger sister, was kissing her father passionately a few minutes ago?Wait... either they're crazy, or he's crazy...

He may have to give a new definition to the word "sister"...

[*: The two met for the first time. Shrine came to STARS as a newcomer to report. He was standing at the door of Wesker’s office. He was about to knock on the door, but Wesker opened the door from the inside. Now, the two seem to have taken the wrong script from back then. Such a coincidence. 】

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