The familiar house stood quietly at the end of the quiet neighborhood, with bright and warm lights shining out from the windows on the first floor.
The sky had darkened completely, and the street lights on both sides of the road made the surroundings even quieter. Hai Rou slowed down the car slightly, and in the last hundred meters before her home, she slowly adjusted her mood with gentle, deep breaths.
She helped Vanna calm down, but she knew that she was not as relaxed as she appeared.
The scene of saying goodbye to her father seemed to have happened just a moment ago. At that time, she had no idea what would happen in the city-state - but her father obviously noticed it at that time.
This was a belated farewell to life and death. His father asked him to seek refuge in the cathedral, and he went to that old shop in the downtown area... But why did he go to that old shop
A series of questions suddenly emerged in Heidi's mind, but she quickly put them aside for the time being - the light in the hallway of her home was on, and it was waiting for her.
The dark gray car drove smoothly into the courtyard. Hai Xu pushed open the door of his house, walked a few steps inside, and suddenly stopped with some surprise.
The one waiting for him at home was not his father who should have been home long ago, but his mother. His mother was wearing a woolen shawl with dark blue stripes and sitting on the sidewalk next to the dining table. She was wearing a pair of exquisite glasses and reading a newspaper intently. There was a pile of newspapers on the table next to her.
The paper seemed to be old newspapers taken out from my father's study.
Heidi was at the door of the restaurant and didn't react for a moment.
She couldn't remember how long her mother hadn't left that bedroom - it seemed that for all these years, the kindhearted person in her memory had always stayed in that dimly lit bedroom, and there was always an empty seat at the dining table at home. Her father said that the seat was prepared for her mother, but it had never been occupied.
People sit on it.
Heidi always thought this was a very strange thing, but after so many years, she was used to her mother not leaving the house, until this moment... seeing her mother sitting on that chair, she actually had a sense of unreality as if she were in another world.
Heidi subconsciously took two steps forward, and the footsteps finally attracted the attention of the old woman at the table. The old woman started to look at her daughter and smiled when she saw her daughter: "Ah, Heidi, you're back."
"I..." Heidi opened her mouth, not knowing how to talk to her mother. She went to her parents' bedroom to greet them almost every day, but now she felt as if she hadn't seen her mother for more than ten years. "I was late for some time at the cathedral. Are you...are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm right here." The mother smiled happily. There seemed to be some light in her eyes that Heidi couldn't understand. She stood up from the chair and slowly came to her daughter. She looked at Heidi's face in a trance and reached out to touch the latter's hair. "Let me take a good look at you... I haven't taken a good look at you for a long time..."
"We see each other every day," Heidi said unconsciously, and then looked at the old woman in front of her with a little concern, "Why did you come out of the room? Are you feeling better today?"
The mother smiled, as if talking to herself, or as if she was talking to her daughter: "It's all right, it's all right... By the way, why hasn't Maurice come back yet?"
"Father hasn't come home yet?" Haidai was stunned when he heard this, and felt a little worried. "He should have been home earlier. The place he went to is closer than the cathedral, and he didn't miss it for a long time like me...
"Maybe the car broke down on the way," the mother said slowly. "His driving skills are never worth mentioning. Come, let's wait together.
Him."
Heidi nodded hesitantly and followed her mother back to the dining table. Then she noticed the sumptuous meal on the table - it was not the usual dishes made by the temporary maid in the house.
"You did this?" Heidi looked up in surprise. "You haven't gotten off the bed for a long time."
"Yes, it's leftover. I haven't downloaded it for a long time. I can't find the ingredients. I still have to ask the maid to prepare many things for me. And I don't know how it tastes."
The mother smiled calmly, "Fortunately, I still remember the general process."
Heidi listened, the sunlight fell on the food on the table, and she couldn't help but pick up the Aizi to taste it, but just as she raised her hand, she heard her mother's voice coming from the side: "Wait until your father comes home before eating.
Heidi stopped moving suddenly.
She hadn't heard these words for many years.
At this moment, a slight noise suddenly came from near the door. It sounded like the sound of a large bird flapping its wings, mixed with a slight popping sound. Heidi was just about to wonder what the sound was, when she heard the sound of someone taking out a key and turning a doorknob; she saw the door of a house not far away being opened.
Father is back.
Morris stood at the door as usual. The star-sense feeling caused by Ai Yin's direct teleportation from the Lost Homeland had not yet subsided. The churning and chaotic senses made him dizzy, so much so that for more than ten seconds, he thought he was hallucinating.
He saw his wife sitting next to him at the table, waiting for him to come home for dinner. Then he realized that it was not an illusion.
The "miracle" he sought from the karma space eleven years ago was finally solidified on this side of the curtain after the intersection of fire and history - the thing he dared not even dream of came true.
After standing there for a long time like a heavy statue, Morris finally took a step forward, getting faster and faster with each step.
Sharing the flesh and blood of the deep sea monsters with the crew on the Lost Homeland, extracting knowledge from the shadows of the subspace, becoming a member of a secret society... Just a short time ago, these things were like a heavy burden weighing on his heart, but suddenly, the weight of these burdens seemed to disappear, and he seemed to see the most reasonable interpretation in them.
The realization of any miracle requires a price to be paid, and now, this price has fallen on me in the most gentle and precise way. It is time to accept it with pleasure.
His wife stood up from the dining table and Miles hugged her tightly.
"I finally see you..." The old scholar spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid that the Sea Emperor next to him would hear it, and afraid that his wife in front of him would not hear it, "I."
"Well, the kid is watching—you'll have plenty of time to explain to me what's going on, but there's no rush now."
"Oh... Oh, you're right, you're right."
Morris responded in a panic. He let go of his wife, turned around, and saw Hai Gong looking at him with surprise.
"Ahem... I came back late. My car broke down on the way. I need to find someone to tow it back tomorrow," Morris explained awkwardly and then quickly changed the subject. "Are you okay? Is everything okay in the cathedral?"
"Except for being quite frightened and confused, I am as unharmed as everyone else," Haidai replied, and looked his father up and down again. "But you... why do I feel that you are strange? Did something happen on the way back?"
"What can I do for you?" Reis said immediately, as if he was afraid that Heidi would lead the topic to his itinerary over the past period of time. Then he noticed the sumptuous food on the table.
The expression on the old scholar's face suddenly became complicated.
"I...had dinner before I came back," he hesitated, "on the boat...at Mr. Duncan's place."
Those ugly and scary "fish" appeared in his mind.
At the "Warp Banquet", he was as nervous about fish as the ancient Yurk Hound, but under the watchful eyes of Mr. Duncan, he still gritted his teeth and ate the flesh and blood of the deep-sea child - he could not remember what happened afterwards.
I just remember that it smelled really good.
Now he can't eat anything in one mouthful.
But at this moment, his wife’s voice came from the side: “I made this with my own hands.
"Mother hasn't cooked for many years," Heidi also said nervously, "She feels better today, so..."
"Then I'll eat some more." Upon hearing this, Morris sat down at the dining table without waiting for his daughter to finish. He immediately picked up the bowl of soup on the plate and took a big sip.
Drink it down.
"How does it taste?" the wife asked expectantly.
"A little... salty." Morris said hesitantly, but then he dropped the bowl again, gulped down a few more mouthfuls, and smiled as he swallowed. Wow, it's perfect... You always cook so perfectly...
"If you think it doesn't taste good, don't eat it!"
“I didn’t say it wasn’t tasty…”
"Then just shut up and eat. Why do you have to work so hard for a meal?"
Heidi raised her head and looked at her father, then at her mother.
She hadn't heard a conversation like this in years—and after all these years, nothing seemed to have changed.
So she laughed, lowered her head, cut a piece of fried pork chop and put it in her mouth.
It's a bit salty indeed.
…
My uncle had already fallen asleep, and was sleeping soundly—it seemed that he had not had a good sleep for a very long time, so much so that he dozed off in the middle of a conversation with me.
Vanna walked slowly towards her bedroom angrily.
She had changed into home clothes and tied her hair into a simple ponytail. After changing out of her armor that was covered with wounds and putting down the huge sword, the city judge who had returned from the battle put away her anger and seemed to have become a young person like an ordinary person with her own life, her own joys and sorrows.
Young girl.
When she was at home, she would not hide her emotions and thoughts, so her uncle obviously saw that she was worried, but during the conversation just now, he did not ask anything.
The two of them also tacitly did not mention anything about the "subspace blessing".
It was obvious that my uncle didn't want to add to his burden.
But Fanna herself knew that the burden in her heart at the moment was not just the so-called "blessing of the subspace", and it had nothing to do with her own life or death.
She returned to the bedroom, closed the door, went to the dressing table, and took out the ceremonial sword with gorgeous patterns from the drawer.
This is the holy relic of the Deep Sea Church, and it was also the gift that Bishop Valentine personally burned and gave to her after she was baptized.
This holy object symbolizes the beginning of her faith in the storm goddess Gemona.
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