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One death in a lifetime, one step from heaven and one step from hell. When Edith’s feet stood at the gate of the Prince’s Garden again, she seemed to be unable to accurately describe her mood after a lifetime. The contradictory and mixed emotions continued to roll over. , And then he couldn't help but stop.
She dared not knock on the door.
Deep down in her heart, she was terrified, afraid that this was just a dream, and she might wake up again in a blink of an eye; afraid that her return might bring harm, those smoke and disasters followed her back here; afraid that there was no one in front of her. No one is looking forward to her return...
There was an impulse in her mind, she wanted to turn around and flee, trying to hide all the embarrassment strictly.
But the pace only slowed down for a while, the door was opened, and Edith saw Philip. The wrinkled old face seemed to have not changed at all, but she always felt different, and her calm and introverted eyes were faint. There was a faint light flashing, and the emotional surging hidden under respect and politeness was suppressing with every effort. There was no words or no words, which made Edith's nose slightly sour.
"Miss Edith." Philip gestured lightly, his low and hoarse voice revealed a hint of excitement.
Edith tried to say something, but found that her mind was blank, she had no thoughts or thoughts, and she finally nodded her head in response.
Then, a figure appeared at the far end of the hallway. Before Edith could take her gaze back, the figure opened its arms and sprinted at full speed like a big Peng spreading its wings. The heat wave hit her face and hugged her hard.
"Edith Hall, you have already made me regret it once. Don't make me regret it a second time. I don't want to lose you. God hell, do you understand?"
Edith was hugged by her strong arms, and then she fell deeply into the bitter breath, her tight muscles slowly relaxed unconsciously, and she let herself be lost in the intense warmth. Among them, I couldn't help closing my eyes and breathing greedily.
It is still a bit strange, but she is looking for familiarity, like a newborn baby, using touch and smell to feel smell and body temperature.
"I'm going to be out of breath." She joked, the absurdity and strangeness in her heart gurgling like clear spring water:
She is still a little uncomfortable. She is not used to just escaping from the environment of war, nor is she used to coming from the dead breath of the corpse to being surrounded by living life, and she is not used to the gushing out of happiness. With joy, everything she made felt unreal, even absurd. Even if she knew that all of this was normal, she still couldn't help but want to resist all of this.
Those unfamiliar and familiar details collided, creating a sense of tearing, so that Edith was a little at a loss.
She eased the atmosphere with a little joke, but she still didn't know what she should do.
Chris took a half step back and moved away. This action made Edith stunned for a while, and then realized that she was still standing at the door. She could keenly perceive the subtle changes in the air, as if all eyes were on. All projected towards herself, she subconsciously took a step forward and finally entered the room, but this short step was really too difficult.
Run away.
Run away.
Edith was full of thoughts like this, she didn't even know why she had such thoughts, but the impulse grew in the depths of her mind like weeds, and couldn't stop it. This made her footsteps stay at the entrance. At the entrance, you can't move forward without retreating.
Then, she saw Lan Li.
Lan Li stood in place somewhat restrained and cautiously, casting his eyes calmly and intently, without much emotion, but still able to capture the panic that hesitated and stopped, trying to get closer but couldn't help being timid, the fragility in his eyes concealed It is very clever, reflecting the scene at the entrance shallowly.
Edith saw her figure in those eyes, stranger than she thought--yes, stranger. Some things are different after all, some times cannot be reversed after all, some wounds cannot be pretended not to exist after all... They are no longer what they once were after all.
It is impossible for them to pretend that nothing happened. In that short five-week period, it was like a gap between reality and illusion. Those wounds, pains, and darkness all existed objectively, ignoring them. Existence will only fragment life.
They are still them, but they are no longer them.
Lan Li can understand this. Now Edith finally understands that the injuries that belonged to Heather Cross and Paul Walker will never go away, and that the wounds that belonged to George and Elizabeth cannot pretend not to exist. After a frontal collision, some things will come back. not going.
Renly may never understand Edith, just like Edith can never understand Renly, even after experiencing the same emotional collision, everyone’s understanding and reaction are different; not to mention, Ranley and Eddie Sidu is experiencing their own path.
But they can all clearly understand this, and then they will stand by each other unswervingly, without leaving or turning around. When needed, they can find the figure not far away by turning their heads, and accompany themselves through the most. Hard and darkest time.
Just like Don Quixote.
Realizing this, Edith’s nervousness eased slowly: Indeed, things are different, and she doesn’t need to deny them; but even if things are different, she still doesn’t need to be afraid, because she has never Not alone.
"Hey, I'm back." Edith raised her hand and said hello.
"Welcome home." Lan Li said softly.
A simple sentence cannot heal all the wounds like magic. She still needs time and energy; but the impetuousness and strangeness in her heart are slowly disappearing, and she can finally reduce those defenses and alienation temporarily, and then move forward. Take a step.
step.
Edith took a step forward again, and then directly entered the area inside the house, and finally entered a safe area where the mood can be relaxed. Those tensions and anxiety seem to be slightly relieved. After a long journey, Qianshan Wan Shui, she finally went home.
Edith noticed Lan Li's gaze, and was looking at herself faintly, with a trace of confusion in her eyes, which made Edith bewildered——
Lan Li seldom showed emotions, especially those negative emotions. Even Arthur and Edith could not see through Lan Li so easily; but just now, Edith was keenly aware of the abnormality, but couldn’t. Understand, so I use the line of sight to express the query.
Lan Li shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay, and the corner of his mouth was slightly squeezed to relieve Edith. At the same time, a rock in the bottom of his heart also fell:
His gaze was always exploring Edith’s right hand, it was complete, it was real, and the fear in the nightmare did not really happen; then, he went further to explore other parts of Edith, there was no shortage. With few arms or legs and no obvious injuries, she still looked intact.
Although the appearance of integrity does not mean that the mind is safe, but... at least this is another piece of good news.
Fear, after all, just stayed in the nightmare.
Lan Li's fingertips were slightly closed, and the emotions leaked in an instant were still slightly out of state. Before the fingers began to tremble, he squeezed the fingertips into the palm and forced it down.
Lan Li's movements are very secretive, and the ups and downs of his state are only fleeting, but Matthew and Philip, two people who have witnessed Lan Li's nightmare with their own eyes, can feel the slight invisible fluctuations. Lan Li noticed the line of sight, turned his head to meet Matthew's eyes, his eyebrows rose slightly, as if to say:
Don't worry, I won't go crazy suddenly.
The joking and ridicule were shining slightly, causing Matthew to roll his eyes, expressing strong complaints.
In Lan Li’s body, Edith could not find the answer~www.novelhall.com~ but she felt the temperature of her eyes. When she raised her head, she saw Chris who was watching her wholeheartedly, and she showed a shallow expression to Chris. Smile, the whole emotion relaxed, noticing the sense of anxiety and tension in Chris' eyes, she stood on tiptoe, pressed a kiss on Chris’ lips, and whispered, “Don’t worry, I won’t go back for the time being, even if I don’t think they will agree."
Not only was Chris not happy, but frowned slightly and expressed concern, "You mean, you still want to go back now?"
Edith was a little uncontrollable irritable, her tone became rigid in an instant, "Chris, I don't want to talk about this now."
But this time Chris did not flinch, but said firmly, "If you wish, I am willing to support you."
Edith was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the answer, she stared at Chris dumbly, not knowing what to say for a while—
At the beginning, they quarreled countless times because of their differences on this matter, but they were still unable to reach a consensus. They even had a cold war for nearly two months. This time, after returning from a deadly escape, she thought that Chris would oppose it more accumulatively, so she didn't want to discuss it now, but the result was a different look. What happened?
Arthur’s voice broke the coldness at the entrance, "Who can tell me how long we will stay at the door? I just think that if it takes longer, maybe Philip should transfer the refreshment over—from yours. You can tell from the conversation that we still have a lot of things to keep up with. If possible, I would like to add a little sugar, so... I will go back to get my Madeleine cake now. What do you think? Is anyone ready to join me? "
That serious look makes people laugh.
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One death in a lifetime, one step from heaven and one step from hell. When Edith’s feet stood at the gate of the Prince’s Garden again, she seemed to be unable to accurately describe her mood after a lifetime. The contradictory and mixed emotions continued to roll over. , And then he couldn't help but stop.
She dared not knock on the door.
Deep down in her heart, she was terrified, afraid that this was just a dream, and she might wake up again in a blink of an eye; afraid that her return might bring harm, those smoke and disasters followed her back here; afraid that there was no one in front of her. No one is looking forward to her return...
There was an impulse in her mind, she wanted to turn around and flee, trying to hide all the embarrassment strictly.
But the pace only slowed down for a while, the door was opened, and Edith saw Philip. The wrinkled old face seemed to have not changed at all, but she always felt different, and her calm and introverted eyes were faint. There was a faint light flashing, and the emotional surging hidden under respect and politeness was suppressing with every effort. There was no words or no words, which made Edith's nose slightly sour.
"Miss Edith." Philip gestured lightly, his low and hoarse voice revealed a hint of excitement.
Edith tried to say something, but found that her mind was blank, she had no thoughts or thoughts, and she finally nodded her head in response.
Then, a figure appeared at the far end of the hallway. Before Edith could take her gaze back, the figure opened its arms and sprinted at full speed like a big Peng spreading its wings. The heat wave hit her face and hugged her hard.
"Edith Hall, you have already made me regret it once. Don't make me regret it a second time. I don't want to lose you. God hell, do you understand?"
Edith was hugged by her strong arms, and then she fell deeply into the bitter breath, her tight muscles slowly relaxed unconsciously, and she let herself be lost in the intense warmth. Among them, I couldn't help closing my eyes and breathing greedily.
It is still a bit strange, but she is looking for familiarity, like a newborn baby, using touch and smell to feel smell and body temperature.
"I'm going to be out of breath." She joked, the absurdity and strangeness in her heart gurgling like clear spring water:
She is still a little uncomfortable. She is not used to just escaping from the environment of war, nor is she used to coming from the dead breath of the corpse to being surrounded by living life, and she is not used to the gushing out of happiness. With joy, everything she made felt unreal, even absurd. Even if she knew that all of this was normal, she still couldn't help but want to resist all of this.
Those unfamiliar and familiar details collided, creating a sense of tearing, so that Edith was a little at a loss.
She eased the atmosphere with a little joke, but she still didn't know what she should do.
Chris took a half step back and moved away. This action made Edith stunned for a while, and then realized that she was still standing at the door. She could keenly perceive the subtle changes in the air, as if all eyes were on. All projected towards herself, she subconsciously took a step forward and finally entered the room, but this short step was really too difficult.
Run away.
Run away.
Edith was full of thoughts like this, she didn't even know why she had such thoughts, but the impulse grew in the depths of her mind like weeds, and couldn't stop it. This made her footsteps stay at the entrance. At the entrance, you can't move forward without retreating.
Then, she saw Lan Li.
Lan Li stood in place somewhat restrained and cautiously, casting his eyes calmly and intently, without much emotion, but still able to capture the panic that hesitated and stopped, trying to get closer but couldn't help being timid, the fragility in his eyes concealed It is very clever, reflecting the scene at the entrance shallowly.
Edith saw her figure in those eyes, stranger than she thought--yes, stranger. Some things are different after all, some times cannot be reversed after all, some wounds cannot be pretended not to exist after all... They are no longer what they once were after all.
It is impossible for them to pretend that nothing happened. In that short five-week period, it was like a gap between reality and illusion. Those wounds, pains, and darkness all existed objectively, ignoring them. Existence will only fragment life.
They are still them, but they are no longer them.
Lan Li can understand this. Now Edith finally understands that the injuries that belonged to Heather Cross and Paul Walker will never go away, and that the wounds that belonged to George and Elizabeth cannot pretend not to exist. After a frontal collision, some things will come back. not going.
Renly may never understand Edith, just like Edith can never understand Renly, even after experiencing the same emotional collision, everyone’s understanding and reaction are different; not to mention, Ranley and Eddie Sidu is experiencing their own path.
But they can all clearly understand this, and then they will stand by each other unswervingly, without leaving or turning around. When needed, they can find the figure not far away by turning their heads, and accompany themselves through the most. Hard and darkest time.
Just like Don Quixote.
Realizing this, Edith’s nervousness eased slowly: Indeed, things are different, and she doesn’t need to deny them; but even if things are different, she still doesn’t need to be afraid, because she has never Not alone.
"Hey, I'm back." Edith raised her hand and said hello.
"Welcome home." Lan Li said softly.
A simple sentence cannot heal all the wounds like magic. She still needs time and energy; but the impetuousness and strangeness in her heart are slowly disappearing, and she can finally reduce those defenses and alienation temporarily, and then move forward. Take a step.
step.
Edith took a step forward again, and then directly entered the area inside the house, and finally entered a safe area where the mood can be relaxed. Those tensions and anxiety seem to be slightly relieved. After a long journey, Qianshan Wan Shui, she finally went home.
Edith noticed Lan Li's gaze, and was looking at herself faintly, with a trace of confusion in her eyes, which made Edith bewildered——
Lan Li seldom showed emotions, especially those negative emotions. Even Arthur and Edith could not see through Lan Li so easily; but just now, Edith was keenly aware of the abnormality, but couldn’t. Understand, so I use the line of sight to express the query.
Lan Li shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay, and the corner of his mouth was slightly squeezed to relieve Edith. At the same time, a rock in the bottom of his heart also fell:
His gaze was always exploring Edith’s right hand, it was complete, it was real, and the fear in the nightmare did not really happen; then, he went further to explore other parts of Edith, there was no shortage. With few arms or legs and no obvious injuries, she still looked intact.
Although the appearance of integrity does not mean that the mind is safe, but... at least this is another piece of good news.
Fear, after all, just stayed in the nightmare.
Lan Li's fingertips were slightly closed, and the emotions leaked in an instant were still slightly out of state. Before the fingers began to tremble, he squeezed the fingertips into the palm and forced it down.
Lan Li's movements are very secretive, and the ups and downs of his state are only fleeting, but Matthew and Philip, two people who have witnessed Lan Li's nightmare with their own eyes, can feel the slight invisible fluctuations. Lan Li noticed the line of sight, turned his head to meet Matthew's eyes, his eyebrows rose slightly, as if to say:
Don't worry, I won't go crazy suddenly.
The joking and ridicule were shining slightly, causing Matthew to roll his eyes, expressing strong complaints.
In Lan Li’s body, Edith could not find the answer~www.novelhall.com~ but she felt the temperature of her eyes. When she raised her head, she saw Chris who was watching her wholeheartedly, and she showed a shallow expression to Chris. Smile, the whole emotion relaxed, noticing the sense of anxiety and tension in Chris' eyes, she stood on tiptoe, pressed a kiss on Chris’ lips, and whispered, “Don’t worry, I won’t go back for the time being, even if I don’t think they will agree."
Not only was Chris not happy, but frowned slightly and expressed concern, "You mean, you still want to go back now?"
Edith was a little uncontrollable irritable, her tone became rigid in an instant, "Chris, I don't want to talk about this now."
But this time Chris did not flinch, but said firmly, "If you wish, I am willing to support you."
Edith was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the answer, she stared at Chris dumbly, not knowing what to say for a while—
At the beginning, they quarreled countless times because of their differences on this matter, but they were still unable to reach a consensus. They even had a cold war for nearly two months. This time, after returning from a deadly escape, she thought that Chris would oppose it more accumulatively, so she didn't want to discuss it now, but the result was a different look. What happened?
Arthur’s voice broke the coldness at the entrance, "Who can tell me how long we will stay at the door? I just think that if it takes longer, maybe Philip should transfer the refreshment over—from yours. You can tell from the conversation that we still have a lot of things to keep up with. If possible, I would like to add a little sugar, so... I will go back to get my Madeleine cake now. What do you think? Is anyone ready to join me? "
That serious look makes people laugh.
One death in a lifetime, one step from heaven and one step from hell. When Edith's feet stood at the gate of the Prince's Garden again, she seemed to be unable to accurately describe her mood after a lifetime. The contradictory and mixed emotions continued to roll over. , And then he couldn't help but stop.She dared not knock on the door.Deep down in her heart, she was terrified, afraid that this was just a dream, and she might wake up again in a blink of an eye; afraid that her return might bring harm, those smoke and disasters followed her back here; afraid that there was no one in front of her. No one is looking forward to her return...There was an impulse in her mind, she wanted to turn around and flee, trying to hide all the embarrassment strictly.But the pace only slowed down for a while, the door was opened, and Edith saw Philip. The wrinkled old face seemed to have not changed at all, but she always felt different, and her calm and introverted eyes were faint. There was a faint light flashing, and the emotional surging hidden under respect and politeness was suppressing with every effort. There was no words or no words, which made Edith's nose slightly sour."Miss Edith." Philip gestured lightly, his low and hoarse voice revealed a hint of excitement.Edith tried to say something, but found that her mind was blank, she had no thoughts or thoughts, and she finally nodded her head in response.Then, a figure appeared at the far end of the hallway. Before Edith could take her gaze back, the figure opened its arms and sprinted at full speed like a big Peng spreading its wings. The heat wave hit her face and hugged her hard."Edith Hall, you have already made me regret it once. Don't make me regret it a second time. I don't want to lose you. God hell, do you understand?"Edith was hugged by her strong arms, and then she fell deeply into the bitter breath, her tight muscles slowly relaxed unconsciously, and she let herself be lost in the intense warmth. Among them, I couldn't help closing my eyes and breathing greedily.It is still a bit strange, but she is looking for familiarity, like a newborn baby, using touch and smell to feel smell and body temperature."I'm going to be out of breath." She joked, the absurdity and strangeness in her heart gurgling like clear spring water:She is still a little uncomfortable. She is not used to just escaping from the environment of war, nor is she used to coming from the dead breath of the corpse to being surrounded by living life, and she is not used to the gushing out of happiness. With joy, everything she made felt unreal, even absurd. Even if she knew that all of this was normal, she still couldn't help but want to resist all of this.Those unfamiliar and familiar details collided, creating a sense of tearing, so that Edith was a little at a loss.She eased the atmosphere with a little joke, but she still didn't know what she should do.Chris took a half step back and moved away. This action made Edith stunned for a while, and then realized that she was still standing at the door. She could keenly perceive the subtle changes in the air, as if all eyes were on. All projected towards herself, she subconsciously took a step forward and finally entered the room, but this short step was really too difficult.Run away.Run away.Edith was full of thoughts like this, she didn't even know why she had such thoughts, but the impulse grew in the depths of her mind like weeds, and couldn't stop it. This made her footsteps stay at the entrance. At the entrance, you can't move forward without retreating.Then, she saw Lan Li.Lan Li stood in place somewhat restrained and cautiously, casting his eyes calmly and intently, without much emotion, but still able to capture the panic that hesitated and stopped, trying to get closer but couldn't help being timid, the fragility in his eyes concealed It is very clever, reflecting the scene at the entrance shallowly.Edith saw her figure in those eyes, stranger than she thought--yes, stranger. Some things are different after all, some times cannot be reversed after all, some wounds cannot be pretended not to exist after all... They are no longer what they once were after all.It is impossible for them to pretend that nothing happened. In that short five-week period, it was like a gap between reality and illusion. Those wounds, pains, and darkness all existed objectively, ignoring them. Existence will only fragment life.They are still them, but they are no longer them.Lan Li can understand this. Now Edith finally understands that the injuries that belonged to Heather Cross and Paul Walker will never go away, and that the wounds that belonged to George and Elizabeth cannot pretend not to exist. After a frontal collision, some things will come back. not going.Renly may never understand Edith, just like Edith can never understand Renly, even after experiencing the same emotional collision, everyone's understanding and reaction are different; not to mention, Ranley and Eddie Sidu is experiencing their own path.But they can all clearly understand this, and then they will stand by each other unswervingly, without leaving or turning around. When needed, they can find the figure not far away by turning their heads, and accompany themselves through the most. Hard and darkest time.Just like Don Quixote.Realizing this, Edith's nervousness eased slowly: Indeed, things are different, and she doesn't need to deny them; but even if things are different, she still doesn't need to be afraid, because she has never Not alone."Hey, I'm back." Edith raised her hand and said hello."Welcome home." Lan Li said softly.A simple sentence cannot heal all the wounds like magic. She still needs time and energy; but the impetuousness and strangeness in her heart are slowly disappearing, and she can finally reduce those defenses and alienation temporarily, and then move forward. Take a step.step.Edith took a step forward again, and then directly entered the area inside the house, and finally entered a safe area where the mood can be relaxed. Those tensions and anxiety seem to be slightly relieved. After a long journey, Qianshan Wan Shui, she finally went home.Edith noticed Lan Li's gaze, and was looking at herself faintly, with a trace of confusion in her eyes, which made Edith bewilderedLan Li seldom showed emotions, especially those negative emotions. Even Arthur and Edith could not see through Lan Li so easily; but just now, Edith was keenly aware of the abnormality, but couldn't. Understand, so I use the line of sight to express the query.Lan Li shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay, and the corner of his mouth was slightly squeezed to relieve Edith. At the same time, a rock in the bottom of his heart also fell:His gaze was always exploring Edith's right hand, it was complete, it was real, and the fear in the nightmare did not really happen; then, he went further to explore other parts of Edith, there was no shortage. With few arms or legs and no obvious injuries, she still looked intact.Although the appearance of integrity does not mean that the mind is safe, but... at least this is another piece of good news.Fear, after all, just stayed in the nightmare.Lan Li's fingertips were slightly closed, and the emotions leaked in an instant were still slightly out of state. Before the fingers began to tremble, he squeezed the fingertips into the palm and forced it down.Lan Li's movements are very secretive, and the ups and downs of his state are only fleeting, but Matthew and Philip, two people who have witnessed Lan Li's nightmare with their own eyes, can feel the slight invisible fluctuations. Lan Li noticed the line of sight, turned his head to meet Matthew's eyes, his eyebrows rose slightly, as if to say:Don't worry, I won't go crazy suddenly.The joking and ridicule were shining slightly, causing Matthew to roll his eyes, expressing strong complaints.In Lan Li's body, Edith could not find the answer~www.novelhall.com~ but she felt the temperature of her eyes. When she raised her head, she saw Chris who was watching her wholeheartedly, and she showed a shallow expression to Chris. Smile, the whole emotion relaxed, noticing the sense of anxiety and tension in Chris' eyes, she stood on tiptoe, pressed a kiss on Chris' lips, and whispered, Don't worry, I won't go back for the time being, even if I don't think they will agree."Not only was Chris not happy, but frowned slightly and expressed concern, "You mean, you still want to go back now?"Edith was a little uncontrollable irritable, her tone became rigid in an instant, "Chris, I don't want to talk about this now."But this time Chris did not flinch, but said firmly, "If you wish, I am willing to support you."Edith was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the answer, she stared at Chris dumbly, not knowing what to say for a whileAt the beginning, they quarreled countless times because of their differences on this matter, but they were still unable to reach a consensus. They even had a cold war for nearly two months. This time, after returning from a deadly escape, she thought that Chris would oppose it more accumulatively, so she didn't want to discuss it now, but the result was a different look. What happened?Arthur's voice broke the coldness at the entrance, "Who can tell me how long we will stay at the door? I just think that if it takes longer, maybe Philip should transfer the refreshment overfrom yours. You can tell from the conversation that we still have a lot of things to keep up with. If possible, I would like to add a little sugar, so... I will go back to get my Madeleine cake now. What do you think? Is anyone ready to join me? "That serious look makes people laugh.
