Life and death, one step to heaven and one step to hell, when Edith's feet stood at the gate of the Prince's Garden again, it seemed like a lifetime, she couldn't even accurately describe her mood, the contradictory and mixed emotions were constantly rolling. , and then the footsteps could not help but stop.
She dared not knock on the door.
Deep down, she was afraid, afraid that this was just a dream, and that she might wake up again in a blink of an eye; that her own return might bring harm, and those gunpowder and disasters would follow her back here; afraid that there was no one in front of her, No one is looking forward to her return...
An impulse appeared in her mind, she wanted to turn around and flee, trying to hide all the embarrassment tightly.
But the footsteps slowed down for a moment, the door was already open, and then Edith saw Philip, the wrinkled old face seemed to have no change, but it always felt different, the calm and introverted eyes faintly There was a faint light flashing, and the emotional surging hidden under the respect and courtesy was being suppressed with all his strength. Without words or words, Edith's nose was slightly sour.
"Miss Edith." Philip nodded lightly, his deep hoarse voice revealing a hint of excitement.
Edith tried to say something, but found that her mind was blank, without any thoughts and no thoughts, and in the end she could only nod her head in response.
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Then, a figure appeared at the far end of the entrance. Before Edith could withdraw his gaze, the figure spread out his arms, sprinted at full speed like a roc spreading his wings, and slammed into it fiercely, just like that, carrying a A wave of heat hit her face and hugged her heavily.
"Edith Hall, you've made me regret it once, don't make me regret it again. I don't want to lose you. God damn it, you understand?"
Edith's whole body was embraced by strong arms, and then she fell deeply into the cold breath, and the tense muscles slowly relaxed without knowing it, letting herself get lost in the intense warmth In the middle, I couldn't help closing my eyes and breathing greedily.
Still a little strange, but she is looking for familiarity, like a newborn baby, using touch and smell to sense smell and body temperature.
"I'm going to be out of breath." She joked aloud, the absurdity and strangeness deep in her heart gurgled like clear spring water:
She is still not used to it, she is not used to escaping from the environment of war, she is not used to being surrounded by fresh life from the breath of death of corpses, and she is not used to the kind of happiness that spews out. With joy, all she made felt unreal, even absurd. Even though she knew it was normal, she couldn't help but want to resist what was in front of her.
Those unfamiliar and familiar details collided, creating a sense of tearing that made Edith a little overwhelmed.
She lightened the mood with a little joke, but she still didn't know what to do.
Chris took a half step back and moved out of the way. 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. Projecting 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's mind was full of such thoughts. She didn't even know why she had such thoughts, but the urge grew wildly in the depths of her mind like weeds and couldn't stop at all, which made her footsteps stop at the entrance. At the entrance, there is no way to go forward without retreating.
Then, she saw Renly.
Ren Li stood in the same place cautiously and cautiously, and cast his gaze calmly and attentively. He didn't have much emotion, but he could still capture the panic that he wanted to speak. It is very clever, and it reflects the scene at the entrance shallowly.
Edith saw her own figure in those eyes, stranger than she had imagined—yes, strange. After all, some things are different, some time can't be reversed, some wounds can't pretend not to exist... After all, they are no longer what they used to be.
They can't pretend that nothing happened. That short five weeks is like a gap between reality and illusion. Those wounds, those pains, and those darkness are all objective existences, ignore their Existence only makes life fragmented.
They are still them, but they are not them anymore.
Renly could understand that. Now Edith finally understands that the wounds that belonged to Heather Cross and Paul Walker will never go away, and the wounds that belonged to George and Elizabeth can't pretend not to exist. After a head-on collision, some things come back. not going.
Renly may never understand Edith, just as Edith could never understand Renly, everyone understands and reacts differently even after experiencing the same emotional collision; more so, Renly and Edie Silk are going through their own path.
But they can clearly understand this, and then stand by each other unswervingly, never leave or turn around. When needed, they can turn their heads to find the figure not far away, and accompany them through the most difficult time. The hardest and darkest times.
Just like Don Quixotes.
Realizing this, Edith's nervousness slowly relaxed: it is true that things are different, and she has no need to deny them; but even if things are different, she still does not need to be afraid, because she has never been the same. Not alone.
"Hey, I'm back." Edith raised her hand in greeting.
"Welcome home." Renly nodded slightly.
A simple sentence can't heal all wounds like magic. She still needs time and energy; but the impetuousness and strangeness in her heart are slowly disappearing. She can finally temporarily restrain those precautions and alienation, and then move forward. Take a step.
step.
Edith's footsteps took another step forward, and then she directly entered the indoor area, and finally entered a safe area where she could relax. Those nervousness and anxiety seemed to have eased a little. After a long journey, thousands of mountains Wan Shui, she finally went home.
Edith noticed Renly's gaze, and was looking at herself vaguely, with a glint of confusion in her eyes, which made Edith bewildered—
Renly rarely shows emotions, especially those negative emotions. Even Arthur and Edith can't see through Renly so easily; but just now, Edith was keenly aware of the abnormality, but couldn't. I understood, so I used the sight to express the inquiry.
Renly shook his head lightly to indicate that he was fine, and the corner of his mouth pursed slightly, reassuring Edith, and at the same time, a stone in his heart fell:
His eyes were always searching for Edith's right hand, it was complete, it was real, the fear in the nightmare did not really happen; then, he further explored other parts of Edith, there was no missing There are few arms and legs, and there are no obvious scars, and she still looks intact.
While physical integrity doesn't mean the mind is safe,... at least that's another piece of good news.
Fear, after all, just stayed in the nightmare.
Ren Li's fingertips folded slightly, and the emotion that was leaked in an instant was still slightly out of tune. Before his fingers began to tremble, he forced his fingertips to curl up toward the palm of his hand, forcibly suppressing it.
Renly's movements were very secretive, and the ups and downs were only fleeting, but Matthew and Philip, who had witnessed Renly's nightmare with their own eyes, could feel the slight fluctuations. Ren Li noticed the sight, turned his head to meet Matthew's eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed to say:
Don't worry, I won't suddenly go crazy.
The teasing and ridicule were flickering slightly, causing Matthew to roll his eyes, expressing strong complaints.
On Renly, Edith couldn't find the answer, but she felt the temperature of her gaze. When she raised her head, she saw Chris who was watching her wholeheartedly. She gave Chris a shallow smile, and her whole mood was relaxed. Down, noticing the unease and nervousness in Chris' eyes, she stood on tiptoe, placed a kiss on Chris's lips, and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't go back for a while, even if I want to, they won't. would agree."
Not only was Chris not happy, but he frowned slightly, showing concern, "You mean, do you want to go back again now?"
Edith was uncontrollably irritable, and her tone became stiff in an instant, "Chris, I don't want to talk about this now."
But this time Chris didn't flinch, instead saying firmly, "I'm willing to support you if you want."
Edith was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting this answer, just stared at Chris like this, not knowing what to say for a while—
At the beginning, they quarreled countless times because of their differences on this matter, but they could not reach a consensus, and even had a cold war for nearly two months. This time, after returning from the death, she thought that Chris would object to more accumulation, so she didn't want to discuss it now, but it turned out to be a different look, what happened
Arthur's voice broke the coldness in the hallway, "Can anyone tell me how long we're going to stay at the door? I just think, if it's longer, maybe Philip should transfer the refreshment - from your conversation You know, we still have a lot of things to catch up on. I'd like to add a little sugar if I can, so... I'll go back now and get my madeleines, what do you guys think? Anyone ready to join me?"
That serious look makes people laugh.