[HP] If youth has an ageless face

An endless stream of guests came and went to their home, most of them came to visit Christian.

He, Edwin La and the lawyer also discussed some arrangements after his death.Christian will be buried in the Byrnes family grave, with his parents and sister.In addition, he divided the estate into three parts.One was donated to his alma mater, Durmstrang; one was donated to the joint scientific expedition team of the three Nordic countries; and the last one was left to Edwinla at his insistence.

"I don't need your property." Edwin pulls to refuse, "I have more wealth than I expected when I was young—"

"I hope you accept it." Christian said, "Take it as my last gift to you."

She forced a smile.

"That way you won't forget me."

"I never forgot you."

Christian smiled. "I know." He asked half-jokingly, "So...how do you think I compare to other people?"

Edwina was taken aback when he heard the words, and remained silent for a long time.Christian thought she was irritated and would not answer, but after pondering for a moment, she gave him an unexpected answer: "You may not be the best one, but you showed up at the right time."

"What does it mean?"

"If we had met at a younger age, I don't think I would have had any affection for you."

"Don't you like bums?"

"Of course not, I've always hated those self-righteous men." Edwin smiled, "You won't like me either—the arrogant, vain, and pleasure-seeking me, in your opinion, I probably don't like those men Frivolous pretty women are no different, you won't even have the patience to get to know me seriously."

"That's right." He sighed, "We all met each other at the right time."

In fact, he still has a feeling that he didn't express: she will never know what the real ending between them will be if she and the other husbands continue on.Maybe there will be a reversal, maybe it will be smooth all the way.This is a pity, but there is always a pity in life, so that we can imagine perfection.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

Christian looked at her, and slowly bent the corners of his mouth: "Think about what you were like before."

The therapist is still in and out of their home frequently, and Christian has had his ups and downs.He is like an old machine now, the damage of a single part may affect the whole body, all the therapist can do is to sew and repair, as for how long this machine can continue to work, probably only Merlin knows.

"Hold on for another month, and it should improve when the weather starts to warm up," said the therapist.Edwin pulls his mind back slightly.She had put away the yearbook and decided to take a trip back to England when Christian's condition stabilized.Knots are easy to knot, but she doesn't want to continue to be troubled by the past.

After making up his mind, the past that entangled her gradually faded away. Edwina began to spend more time with Christian. He seemed to cooperate with the therapist's work and seemed to be in a good mood.

"After you recover completely," Edwin La said when chatting with him one day, "let's go back to England together."

"What am I going to do there?"

"Don't you want to see Blaise's kids? They're your grandkids, too."

Christian smiled slightly: "I would rather go to Brazil." Seeing her startled, he added, "Go and see your hometown."

"My hometown is just a small fishing village, and there is nothing to see." Edwina looked at the frost on the glass, feeling a little melancholy, "But it's really too cold here."

"Don't you like Denmark?"

"I like it, I just don't like the winter here." She said with great nostalgia. "In the winter in England, we only need to wear a thin sweater and a cloak to go out. Even in the coldest Scotland, we can go out." No need to walk around in a thick cloak,” she said, laughing, “I remember the days when I was a kid roasting marshmallows by the fireplace. Uriah slipped a potato into it once and it burned. Burnt, the living room at home is billowing with smoke..."

Christian had been listening quietly, laughing with her now and then.

In the early morning a few days later, Edwina suddenly woke up for no reason.She lay on the bed and collected herself, but when she was about to continue to sleep, the maid suddenly knocked on her door: "Madam, sir's condition is not very good..."

There was a buzzing in her head, and she immediately got up with clothes on: "Where's the therapist?"

"Here we come." The maid said with a flustered expression, "He said...it's not good..."

In fact, Edwina knew something was wrong when the maid called her.Because a therapist often came in and out of the house recently, Christian was worried that she would not be able to rest well, so he specifically told her not to disturb her at night if she was fine.

When Edwina hurried into the room, the therapist turned his head first and shook his head in an imperceptible way.

"Edwina," Christian called her over gently as if he had expected something, "I have something for you."

Under his signal, the others left tactfully.Edwina had a premonition in his heart that it was tonight, and quickly blinked his eyes to endure the soreness.She walked to his bed and sat down, trying to suppress her emotions: "What are you going to give me?"

Christian smiled slightly, and took out a box from under the pillow as if by magic: "I'll put it on for you."

Inside the box are a pair of rings, inlaid with fine diamonds, almost plain but also extremely heavy.

"What do you mean?" Edwin pulls his mind, lowers his head, picks up another one and puts it on his finger, trying to joke, "You want to marry me?"

"I wish you could be my wife." Christian held up her hand and looked at the ring that was just the right size, then kissed her hand lightly and looked up at her, "but I don't have time gone."

Edwinra didn't try to fool Christian with words like "What nonsense?" On the contrary, she just gazed at him with the same tenderness.

"You are very beautiful." Christian stared at her and said slowly, "But I have seen countless beauties, and you are not my favorite type." He smiled slightly, and reached out to stroke her cheek, " However, you are the first and only one who made me want to step into the siege."

In the warm candlelight, he saw two drops of water slide across her face.Christian reached out to wipe away the two traces of coldness, and then tilted his head to look at the ring on her finger: "Go back to England. Go back and have a look."

"I'm gone and I won't come back," she said tearfully. "I have no one in Denmark worth thinking about except you. I will never set foot on this land in my life."

"It's okay. As I said, you just remember me." Christian covered hers with his left hand, the two rings complemented each other, and the broken diamonds shone innocently.He once again looked deeply into her eyes. Edwina's life can be described as a lonely life. No one has ever really understood her, including her only son, and him who has been with her for nearly 11 years.Maybe someone once knocked on the door of her heart, but it was only once, and it was just knocking.

He heard her sigh softly, and then she took his hand back and said, "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" he asked.

She stared at him for a long time, then smiled, lowered her head and shook slightly: "It's nothing."

At the same moment the words fell to the ground, two drops of warm water fell on their clasped hands.

"Don't cry." He reluctantly raised his hand to caress her cheek, and smiled slightly, "You and I have spent more than ten years together...at least in this point...I won...they .Advanla...Actually, I mind their existence very much, because..." He was powerless to say any more, and just pointed to his heart.

All the words that you don't want to say emotionally are confessed in this way.Aware of her momentary numbness, Christian smiled wryly.A profound tiredness suddenly swept over his body, he closed his eyes obediently: "... even if you don't love me."

Edwin smiled sympathetically, but when he was about to refute, his hand suddenly lost strength and slipped down, motionless.She was stunned for a few seconds, and then finally came to her senses and called his name.

He didn't agree, didn't give any response.The only thing she could feel was that his soul was slowly dissipating, even with his gentle touch on her cheek and the warmth in her hands.

She raised her head and looked out of the window in a daze. In the hazy dawn, she saw a leaf falling slowly.

It was the last leaf of spring.

The author has something to say:

I originally wanted to stop this article at Christian's part, but thinking that a person like her is doomed to be lonely, so I still sent a bento

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