this damn love

When Lilian was telling the story, she deliberately used her ability to make the pictures in her memory vividly come to mind, making Julian feel as if she was in the scene and experience her feelings in person.

She talked about the majestic and gorgeous Lecter Castle, and the warm daily relationship with her family; when she was avoiding the war in the cabin in the woods, she talked about the tacit and interesting games with Hannibal.

She told how clever Hannibal was. At the age of five he could measure the height of a castle by its reflection, all with the help of a book written by Euclid he had read; Listening, speaking, reading and writing in the languages ​​of three countries, his parents and relatives have high hopes for him...

Until the disaster that followed.

Julian, who was a bystander, had been crying for a long time and couldn't restrain herself. She interrupted Lilian's narration at one point and had to calm down.

As for Lilian, in retrospect, even though life was hard, the days when the siblings lived together were precious.

Julian, who was in the same body, felt the same way, choked up and said, "I'm sorry, Lilian, I didn't know you guys had such a sad past. Doctor Hannibal...he actually had such a miserable childhood." His tone was moving .

"So, Julian, are you willing to help me?" Lilian softened her tone, she knew Julian was a soft-hearted girl.This kind of Julian was born to attract people like them who were in the dark.She protects and blesses her, just like protecting the last piece of pure pure land in her heart.

Julian bit her lower lip and said firmly, "But even if he has a tragic past, I don't think he can kill people. The crimes he committed are unforgivable."

Lilian explained, "I don't want you to forgive him or anything. My idea is actually very simple. Just like you, let Hannibal help us find Buffalo Bill as soon as possible, so that at least he can change his treatment slightly. Neither do you Do you have the heart to let more innocent girls be harmed? And I can’t bear to see my brother continue to live in a dark underground prison, surrounded by lunatics and 24-hour surveillance. I just want to help him improve his treatment, Only a little bit."

Even if it doesn't involve her principles, Julian also softened her attitude, "If he is willing to cooperate."

Lilian smiled, "He will."

The room returned to silence, Julian continued to look through the case files intently, and Lilian in her body quietly raised the corners of her mouth.

What she wants is not just to improve Hannibal's treatment, even if she is sorry for Julian...she will do her best to let Hannibal walk under the blue sky and white clouds again.

Early the next morning, Chief BAU, Claude, who was in charge of the operation, called Julian.

The first sentence was, "Max is dead."

"Max?!" Julian thought of the man who dumped her jerk all over her face in the prison yesterday, "You're talking about that lunatic next to Dr. Hannibal? How did he die?" The tone was disgusting.

Claude said, "The guards heard Hannibal whispering to him last night. When they patrolled at night, they found that he had swallowed his tongue. Max had never had the habit of self-torture before. Such a way of death , only Hannibal can make people do it."

"..." Clutching the phone tightly, Julian's expression was shocked, mixed with inexplicable complexity, and even a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She remembered that when she was insulted yesterday, Hannibal, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly knocked on the glass hurriedly and called her name; he told her that he hated rude people, and when he said this, his gray blue eyes Flames sputtered; he said she might be comforted by telling her a piece of news about the case...

So, Hannibal did this for her?

Oh no, he should be for Lilian.

Strangely, she didn't feel lost when she thought of this.Lilian's memory was displayed in front of her, and she seemed to have received that memory with the same body, empathized with him, and felt close to Hannibal.

"Julian, are you listening?" Claude called.

She recovered. "I'm listening, I just don't know how to feel about it."

"You don't need to feel anything, it's his own pleasure." Claude said a few words to make Julian ignore it, but obviously it didn't achieve the effect he wanted.

Julianne paid more attention.It was as if Lilian would come out to protect her every time she encountered danger.

When she was insulted by Max like that, she felt humiliated, and there was a surging wave of anger in her heart. For a moment, she wished to kill him and torture him in the cruelest way—how could he, a lunatic, treat her like this!

And Hannibal... the doctor, just like Lilian, was protecting her in his own way.

In short, upon hearing the news of Max's death, the depression he felt after getting out of the prison yesterday dissipated a lot, and he continued to bury his head in the vast amount of information.

"What is the commonality of Hannibal's selection of people?" He obviously wanted to find information about Buffalo Bill's crime, but unconsciously looked back at Hannibal's information.After "seeing" the memories of the past with her own eyes, she became very interested in Hannibal.

She dug out the photos of all the victims—except for the war elements whose parents died and Lilian was disabled during World War II, and put them in a row, and woke Lilian up, "My dear, I'm sorry to disturb you, as the person involved Can you help me see what these people have in common--" she added, "He and Bill are both serial murderers, and I want to infer Bill's situation through the findings here."

"It's okay, let me see." Lilian's tired voice sounded in her mind, and she didn't expose Julian's clumsy excuses.

Flicking through photos of the victims with Julian's eyes, Lillian sighed, "It's the eyes."

"Eyes?" Julian picked up a photo and observed it carefully. "They are all gray-blue eyes. Although the color is not common in the streets of the United States, it is not uncommon."

"Both my brother and I inherited Dad's eyes. This color is very rare in Lithuania."

His father was proud that they had inherited the excellent lineage of the Lecter family.

Both of them had the same thought in their minds, "If you lock on the target because the eyes are similar to Hannibal, why would you dig out the heart instead of the eyes?"

Julian suddenly thought of a possibility, "Lilian, after Hannibal killed you, didn't...?"

Lilian understood the words she didn't say, and shook her head, "He didn't eat my heart. Besides, it's not what you think, he killed me in order to escape and not want me as a burden...I forced him to kill me .”

Julian fell into the memory, feeling heavy, "Hannibal—Doctor, it must have been very painful at that time."

"I can't let go of your death, and I hate my own weakness. Even if I kill my enemy, I can't pass my test. The pain of killing my own sister with my own hands must torture him all the time. So choose those who have similar eyes to you. When killing the opponent, I stared deeply into the eyes of that person, as if I had the illusion of seeing my sister—it turned out to be like this!"

Julian was just muttering to herself, but in the end she suddenly realized that she inadvertently guessed the truth about Hannibal's murder!

Lilian sighed softly, "Your analysis may be right." She thought it was salvation, but in the end it was she who drove Hannibal to this dead end.

Lilian asked Julian to continue reading the file, and made an appointment with her to go to the prison to meet Hannibal again.

"Two days later, will it be too urgent?" Julian worried, "Your current situation does not seem to be very good."

Lilian said firmly, "You submit the application to deal with related matters, and I will wake up in prison two days later."

The more times you control your body, the worse your spirit becomes.She had a foreboding feeling that there was not much time left for them to meet again.

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Two days later, the Baltimore Jail.

Julian walked through the dark and narrow corridor, and glanced at the room next to Hannibal's cell, which was already empty.

A smile curled up on his lips, fleeting.She came to the cell with transparent glass and tight guards.

"You're here." Hannibal stood upright behind the glass wall with a calm and calm expression.It was unthinkable that when the prison guard notified him of the meeting time, he began to fidget a day earlier, and today he was stuck on the glass early, staring intently at the dark corridor.

"I'm Julianne." Julianne said this, not wanting Hannibal to identify the wrong person.

Hannibal smiled softly, winked playfully at her with gray-blue eyes, "Good morning."

He is neither impatient nor impetuous, as stable as Mount Tai.The polite and courteous attitude made Julian feel better for no reason, "I'll call Lilian."

She closed her eyes so she didn't see Hannibal's tense expression.

A few seconds—perhaps centuries had passed in the anxious Hannibal's mind—the woman in front of him finally opened her eyes.

--Sad eyes full of nostalgia.

"Lilian!" A low voice escaped from his throat, and he leaned forward, almost lying on the glass, staring at her.There is excitement in the eyes, and suspicion in the eyes.

Dr. Hannibal, who is suspicious and cautious, never really let down his guard.

Lilian stared at the other party and said softly, "How tall is the tower of Fort Lecter?"

Hearing this, the expression on his face was blank for a moment.

A girl's soft and childish voice seemed to echo in his ears, pulling his sleeves and shaking, "Hannibal, Hannibal! How tall is the tower?"

At that time, when she found him reading Euclid's book, she would ask questions.He taught her how to measure the height of a castle tower by the length of its shadow.This is the game they used to play when they were bored at the cottage.

"208.74 feet." After his sister died, his heart entered the long winter, frozen under the dark abyss.He had thought he would never wake up.But now a girl came to the lake on tiptoe, just calling his name, the ice exploded and spread instantly, and the dead heart was able to reappear.

Bang, bang... There was a sound of jumping, and it echoed heavily in the eardrum along the blood vessels.

He moved his lips mechanically and muttered to himself.

"How deep is the lake in Fort Lecter?" Lilian's eyes were already blurred by tears.

"64.35 feet." He never forgot these childhood memories of his hometown.

Lilian sobbed and sang softly, "There is a dwarf in the forest, calm and silent..." The childhood song echoed in the dead prison.

"He has a little purple coat, tell me, who is that dwarf," Hannibal continued humming verbatim, with his hands resting on the glass wall, his voice trembling faintly, eager and excited, "tell me, Who is that dwarf?" Every time he finished singing this nursery rhyme, he would pinch his sister's chubby face and joke with her.

"Lilian is not a dwarf," she choked up, and slowly stretched out her hand until her palm faced the other's hand through the glass, with a teary smile on her face, "Brother!"

The familiar soft call that haunts his dreams often wakes him up from the nightmare, and when he wakes up to see the empty bed, it hurts his heart again and again.But today, it finally echoed in my ears clearly and clearly again.

"Lilian!" His whole face was going to be covered with glass, the muscles in his cheeks trembled uncontrollably, and he tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but he had never laughed from the bottom of his heart in so many years, the smile seemed stiff and distorted , with tears in his eyes.

"I miss you so much... Lilian...my Lilian" he whispered tenderly, as if he had coaxed her to sleep on a quiet night many years ago.Over and over again, telling the sad thoughts.

Lilian burst into tears, "I miss you too, brother." She felt guilty and blamed herself, and at the same time sadly realized that after experiencing so many dreams, she was no longer the Lilian that Hannibal never forgot up.

The place where the two palms met was covered with a layer of mist due to the heat. Hannibal wiped it away and looked at her carefully. However, this face was very different from her original one. He could only greedily and reluctantly look at her from there. Looking for Lilian in the eyes full of tears.

Lilian was also looking at him. Time ruthlessly took away the 30 years of his loneliness. He was no longer young. Wrinkles appeared on the corners of his brows and eyes, which made her very worried. Carefully sketching the outline of the other person's face, she murmured, "Brother is getting old." She wanted to laugh, but tears fell before the smile.

"You have changed a lot too, my Lilian." When he smiled, there was a deep dimple on his cheek, and there were scars left to protect her, "Are you okay? How have you been all these years?" ? Why do you appear on other people? How long can you control the body? Is it harmful to you?"

After confirming his sister's identity, his first concern was her safety.He asked carefully and in detail, with concern in his eyes.

Lilian's heart was warm, always like this, no matter how painful he was in the mud, he was always worried about her, afraid that she would be cold, hungry, or alone.

This is her elder brother. Even though the blood relationship between the two is no longer there, the feelings deposited in their souls have not changed a bit.

She said, "It's a long story. I don't have time now. I will explain it to you when I find a chance." The joy of reunion gradually subsided. Xiaokou, looking at him sadly, "Why didn't you keep the promise you made?"

Live... You are the last heir of the Lecter family, and your parents have high hopes for you.Forget the hatred and live a new life.

We will be here waiting for the day when you return home with honor.

The tearful and smiling face of the girl from the past appeared in front of his eyes. Hannibal felt a burst of pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand to hook the finger that entered the cage regardless of the danger. Pain and guilt appeared on his face, and he shook his head and sighed, "I'm sorry Lilian, I Can't do it."

That night when the flames were burning and his hands were stained with his sister's blood was a nightmare he would never forget in his life.

After several narrow escapes and crossing the border blockade, he finally came to France to find his aunt, Mrs. Zi, and what he got was the news of his uncle's death.Mrs. Purple is an elegant and intellectual Japanese woman who taught him swordsmanship and Japanese.However, under the careful care of the other party, he still couldn't let go.

He still couldn't forgive his weak self for failing to fulfill his responsibility to protect his sister.So much so that my sister wanted to force him to leave in that way.

Every night, he would have nightmares, with lingering, heart-piercing guilt for his relatives and condemnation of his own conscience.He was also struggling with the agreement with Lilian, so when he was in Paris, on the surface, he seemed to be a genius who jumped three times in a row, and the youngest intern assistant in the medical school. He was highly praised and had a bright future.Only he himself knows that he is alive like a walking dead.

When I happened to visit the works exhibited in a well-known gallery in Paris, I saw a treasure from my former home, and I thought of the ferocious "jackal" who swept through the treasures of the cabin in the forest. Released from prison.

Even Mrs. Zi couldn't save him.Only when killing people eats his heart can he have a brief reunion with Lilian, who also has gray-blue eyes and haunts his dreams, and obtain a moment of tenderness in his imagination.

"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry," Julian's analysis last night allowed Lilian to speculate on Hannibal's suffering over the years. She stretched out her fingers in vain to touch him, but her fingers were only that long. The opening on the glass was very small, and her fingers and heels were stuck on the edge, and she refused to pull it away as if it was in severe pain.

It was Hannibal who couldn't bear to see her in pain, and pushed her finger out abruptly, "I'm fine, Lilian. Take it out." He saw her red fingertips at a glance, and suppressed the urge to kiss with pity.

Reluctantly, Lilian withdrew her hand, and put her palm on the cold glass, her heart shrank coldly, her face was full of tears, and she blamed herself, "If I knew that my brother would be in such pain, maybe it would be good to leave together at that time gone."

"However, I am still very happy. My brother worked hard to survive for me...then we will meet again one day. I have always believed and waited for this day."

Wiping the tears on her face with the back of her hand, she smiled and said with tears in her eyes.

Hannibal stared at her without blinking, afraid that he would never see her again, and wanted to hold her in his arms like before, but his fingertips touched the cold glass.

Separated are the two worlds of darkness and light.

His heart twitched violently, and his gray-blue eyes surged undercurrents, "Lilian, do you still remember the game we played when mother played with her necklace for you?"

Lilian nodded, "Of course."

What he was talking about was that the two cooperated tacitly and secretly hid the necklace in front of their mother.

Hannibal stared at her closely, and speeded up his speech, "Then can you still do it now?"

Lilian hesitated for a moment, and realized that Hannibal was asking her if she could stay away from others—this meant that he had something to say that could not be heard by others.

She secretly cast an enchantment so that Julian in her body could not hear, "It's fine."

"Okay then," the grey-blue eyes showed a cruel and bloodthirsty edge, "Listen Lilian, whether you are the soul that resides in this body, or the sub-personality that was born, I beg you, destroy Julian , occupy this body completely."

"--come back to me, Lillian!"

He growled in a low voice, almost out of control.A pair of gray-blue eyes looked at her deeply longingly, like a traveler desperately traveling through the boundless desert, and finally found an oasis where he could rest in peace.

There were faint flames burning in his eyes, and his young and weather-beaten face begged her sadly, "I can help you, I am a doctor of psychiatry! As long as you promise me, Lilian--I can't bear to lose again Your pain! My brother will never leave you again!" The hoarse and painful voice was like a sharp knife, piercing the softest part of the heart.

Lily's heart ached like a knife.Her original plan was to try to rescue Hannibal with Julian's cooperation and let him fly away.As for Julian, she will keep her promise and never appear again to disturb her peaceful life.And Hannibal would not know about her disappearance.

In this way, even if the two of them are far apart, Hannibal will at least think that she is still alive, living his peaceful life in the vast world outside.

However, now it seems that meeting and acquainting each other again, but parting again for life, and never seeing each other again, is tantamount to another torture for Hannibal.

She can't be so cruel.

But she couldn't agree to Hannibal's entreaties.

The situation of this time travel is very different from before, she does not know when she will completely disappear from Julian's body; if she does not disappear and occupies Julian's body, the god of death does not know when she will find her. she.

Do you want to accompany your brother through this life in front of the god of death?

The most important thing is that she is now Hao Meng who sacrificed her soul to the god of death, and is no longer the Lilian who used to have a perverted possessive desire for her brother and a love-hate relationship with him.

She was doomed not to be able to respond to his fiery feelings any longer.

"I...let me think about it." She couldn't bear to look away.

The fire in the man's eyes was instantly extinguished, and the silence was like night.He said, "Why are you hesitating, Lilian? Huh?" The low and hoarse nasal voice lingered, and the elegant British accent sounded like a cello pressing strings. The lingering sound flowed, hiding the suppressed anger, "What are you hesitating for!"

Lilian glanced nervously at the corridor, fearing that his sudden roar would attract the attention of the prison guards outside, "I can't hold on for too long now..."

Before she finished speaking, a heavy tiredness surged up, and she suddenly felt dizzy, struggling to finish the important thing, "I'm going back, and I'm making a request to Julian, you understand... let her investigate Bill's thing!"

"Lilian! No, wait!" Hannibal thumped the glass heavily in frustration, damn it!

She opened her eyes with blank eyes, "Are you finished talking?" She had been engrossed in watching the meeting between the two, but she was also moved to tears, but suddenly fell asleep and knew nothing.How strange.

"Huh..." Hannibal let out a long breath, his emotions subsided in an instant, and his gentle smile returned to his face, "Yes. I'm sure, the soul in your body is indeed my sister Lilian... ...She asked me to help you find Bill, and I'll do my best."

One sentence attracted all of Julian's attention, and she quickly asked about Bill's clue, temporarily forgetting the confusion in her heart.

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Hannibal gives an important hint that Bill is on the hunt for the next lady.And made a request, in exchange, he hoped to change to a room with a view.

Julian returned to the hotel here with clues in her arms, and received a call from her boss that a new victim's body was found.

She sat in front of the computer, concentrating on checking the newly uploaded information.

Suddenly, there were three regular and polite knocks on the door.

"Come on." She walked over to open the door.This hotel is the dormitory of the local police station, with tight security, so there is no need to worry about the intrusion of bad guys.

Outside the door, stood a strange teenager wearing a black hoodie, the peaked cap was pulled down extremely low, and the shadow covered most of his face.

Only the pale and thin chin was exposed.

Standing there without saying a word, the shadows cast on the wall are like ferocious ghosts covering the sky and covering the sky, the young man gives people an extremely dangerous feeling, with an imposing aura.Julian's long hair was blown by itself without any wind, and the alarm bell suddenly sounded in her heart, and she instinctively slammed the door quickly.

"Escape!" At this moment, Lilian's urgent call came from her mind, and she didn't even want to plan to escape through the window-this place is the second floor, and she can escape quickly with her trained skills!

"Open the door." Outside, a cold voice sounded quietly, as if from a ghostly hell.

small theater

Reaper (maximum rage): "Open the door".If you have the ability to hook up with men outside, if you have the ability, open the door for me.

Julianne (dazed): Who are you?

Hao Meng: ...Reaper, can you go offline for a while?The timing of this appearance is very cheating.

Author: 100 years of professional pit protagonists (thumbs up

The elder brother is still the same elder brother, but Lilian is a part of Hao Meng, but Hao Meng is not Lilian now.

"Julianne" wouldn't be with Hannibal.

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Da Da never separates double updates, Da Da only adds a one-time update ~~ [-]+ character chapters.Let's wait for a long time.I have been obsessed with Hannibal's original work for the past two days, and I am sorry for the delay.