little angel chasing his wife

"No," I resolutely refused, "you go clean, I want to sleep."

"Hey——" He elongated his tone in dissatisfaction, and hugged me hard, not letting me get up, "No, no, why don't you come with me...otherwise I won't sleep."

Careful man...

"I want to sleep."

"No sleep."

We went back and forth like this several times, and I finally sighed in compromise, "Then I'll follow you."

"Okay, you just follow me." He immediately raised his head and slid all the way to me, his eyes were frighteningly bright, "Don't worry, I will do all the dirty work."

"Come on, I just cleaned it a few days ago." With a smug look, his tail was about to stick up.

"But there's one place you've never touched."

Hearing what he said, I probably knew where it was.

Sure enough, he opened the room I was using before.

It's not as empty as I thought, but unexpectedly everything should be there.

"I clean this room regularly," he said as he opened the window of the room. Outside was a lively street, which was a scene I was familiar with. "We just need to clean up the ash here."

Allen did what he said, he took the duster and went around to clean up the dust.I looked at this familiar room, circled around, and finally came to the window.

Those days seemed like yesterday.

It is not easy to live alone in a house. Apart from cooking and doing housework, I just sit in the living room and read a book, or go to my room.I just sit on this windowsill, or sit on the bed next to me, looking out the window.

There is always a lot of laughter in the outside world, as well as many petty tempers and festivals, and those things are too far away for me.Things that used to be normal, ordinary and even troublesome are no longer available. I have been far away from the world there too much.

Il fans always talk about me, the sound of my walking, my cooking skills, and my taste.He knew that I was changing a little bit, but he didn't mind, only occasionally, there was some nostalgia in his tone.

"The Eve before was not like this." At that time, he would lower his head, lower his eyelids to cover his eyes, and then look up at me with a smile. "Well, people grow up."

I wasn't just growing up, he knew, as I knew he wasn't just getting his own rights over the years.

There is nothing without a price, and the so-called change may just be because of... being polluted.

Being used, played with, trained, trampled on...

We have already been eroded by that darkness, but I dare not look back, so I don't know that darkness has already tightened my heart.

But Ymir has always been behind me, he chose to bear everything, he wanted me to grow up without any burden, he wanted to support everything for me... Unfortunately, he was powerless.

The wings that were not full at the beginning were finally stained by darkness, and finally attacked me.

We who are obviously so weak, who obviously have nothing wrong with us, are forced to bear all the malice.

Why is it?

Why are those people still alive?

Why……

"Why..." A pair of hands suddenly pressed against my cheeks, and I was startled, that warm body was close to my body, surrounding me, "Why...you always don't cry?"

Why are you crying?There is no value in crying.

I close my eyes.

"Every time I look at your back," his voice is calm and sad, "I feel that this is probably the most beautiful thing in the world, so I can't move my eyes every time. However, after a long time, I feel heartache , "The hands hugged me tightly, with a steady voice, "I have been looking at your back for a long time, I don't know why... It's like looking at a scarred soul... Do you know? Since we met and after the divorce, Every time I look at your back, I seem to see a scarred child."

"She didn't know how to cry, couldn't rely on and act like a baby, and couldn't resist, so she walked here in a daze with scars all over her body, lonely and desperate...I didn't even know what to do, I could only follow you all the time."

……covered in wounds?me?

"That's your mistake." I was a little angry.

"I'm sorry," he quickly comforted me, his tone tense, "I'm just a little scared, after all, you've been a little strange since the previous incident...I started talking unconsciously..."

Where am I strange, I am fine.

And I never let myself get scarred, then Ymir would be worried.

Yes, I'm definitely not scarred.

Absolutely not.

"If..." He leaned sideways and kissed my temples, "If one day, you can stay by my side with peace of mind and cry loudly in my arms, that would be great."

"...Stop talking in your sleep." I responded to him.

He laughed out loud, not like he was laughing at himself or something, but just laughing, his chest was agitating against my back.He put his cheek against mine, laughing so hard that his whole body began to tremble.

"...Do you like sitting on this windowsill?" He asked me suddenly.

"Well, how do you know?"

"Because I saw," he said, "when we got married, one day I didn't have a job. But I went out and couldn't go back. After walking outside with Armin for a while, I came back. I just Thinking about whether you would be at home, I walked around the house and saw you," he said in a very nostalgic tone, "At that time, you were wearing a light brown dress with a neat white collar and a white top. Turned up cuffs. Your hair is long and straight, and when the wind blows it covers your face, and you reach out and tuck it all behind your ears. It was a beautiful day, and the sun shines on your hair, Like Amber."

"I think, I probably fell in love with you very early... so early that I didn't even know that this feeling is liking..."

I just feel so cold.

There was a cold air in a place deep in my heart, which gradually paralyzed my heart and lost my feeling.

so cold...

He hugged me, and we stood in front of the window in silence, the sun getting stronger and stronger, completely covering the street in front of us.

"Aren't you going to tell me about those days?" he said.

"...There is nothing to say," I turned around and broke away from his embrace, "Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed."

I couldn't see his expression, I just walked out of the room, he didn't make a sound.

I stood at the door of the room, and he suddenly said, "You said you liked me."

Why did you bring this up?

"En." I nodded and stopped in my tracks.

"But do you really like me?" He said slowly, one word at a time, and the ending was even a little difficult, "Is the liking you think...really... the same as I like you? ?”

Why are you asking me that?

I turned to look at him, my eyes widening unconsciously.

Why are you asking me that?

"Eve," Alan stood in front of the window, wearing his usual home clothes, with a slender and straight figure.He smiled at me, against the window frame behind him in golden sunlight, smiling like he was about to cry, "I love you."

He said, I love you.

But why do I feel nothing?

Why not a little proud?

Why not a little happy?

Why... not even a little bit of sadness and heartache?

He looked like he was about to cry any second.

If I turn away now, he will cry, although his eyes are still so bright.

I don't know why I'm so sure.

"I'm really scared," he tried to suppress, but his trembling voice still exposed his ups and downs, "You said you like me, but do you really like me? Or you just like you The me I imagined, so I used my favorite Xiangzi in your imagination to approach me," he walked around the bed and walked towards me step by step, "I'm afraid... Will it be the moment I say I love you After that, you turned around and left? Just leave me in place, watching your back, and become the person in your memory.

He was only five steps away from me, "I have been looking at your back, I know that is the real you, but every time you face me, you will act as if nothing happened."

"You are guarding against everyone, including me," he stood in front of me, looking at me, "so you refused to show your heart, and after you killed that person...you are even more serious to others Indifferent."

indifferent?

indifferent……

Is that so?

He was so close to me that I couldn't see his face, I could only touch his forehead to his chest.He put his arms around me and hugged me violently.In this posture, he carried me back and walked to the window sill, then lifted me up and put me down.

I was sitting on the window sill, and he was standing in front of me. This angle made it rare for me to look down on him.

He seemed to calm down, looked down and kissed my fingertips, then looked up at me.

His eyes, shining in a shadow, had a green gleam.

— like a starving wolf.

"I've been thinking about it, I've been thinking about it since I found out that I like you, I've been thinking about it," he said like a tongue twister, with the tip of his tongue looming in his mouth, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, "thinking about how to do it I can keep you, just recently I got an answer."

"That's the child."

Eh?

I swayed back suddenly because of surprise, he quickly wrapped his arms around my waist, lowered his head and buried his head on my stomach.

"If we have a child, will you have to stay?" His tone was puzzled, "Because Eve is a gentle person, she doesn't want her brother to worry so she lives so strongly. So, A child in our blood may allow you to stay."

"You're crazy." I closed my eyes and saw the thick darkness.

I opened my eyes and met Alan's eyes. In the bright emerald green, there was a darkness rolling.

"Did you forget?" He smiled, just like the first time I met him, a bright, cheerful smile, "I, am a monster."

It turned out to be like this...

I suddenly wanted to laugh out loud, but in fact my face was expressionless and I was getting more and more calm inside.

Ellen Yeager, falling in love with me, falling in love with me, made you polluted too?

Or are we all broken?

The author has something to say: like or love, if it makes people feel scared, then choose to escape or imprison.

But I'm a monster, so I can choose to be more willful, right?