"Yes."
"But what if you know?"
She stood up excitedly.
"Do you know that the dead child in my womb can come back to life?"
"Do you know that what I've been suffering for the past four years can be as if nothing happened?"
She cried bitterly and shook her head: "It's impossible" "From the moment you don't believe me, we're doomed to never go back to the past" She bit her lip, tears running down her lips into her mouth, bitter taste of astringent bones.
But it's not as heartbreaking as she is at the moment.
She looked at him and shook her head, turned around and cried and ran in the direction of the park exit.
He looked at her fleeing back, his expression solemn and sad.
In the end, he didn't catch up.
When Ciel got home, he locked himself in his bedroom.
She was lying on the bed crying.
The words he had said to himself in the park kept coming to her mind.
"Sill, I think we're still like four years ago, okay?"
Like four years ago.
Good sentence like four years ago.
He killed her child, and she lived an inhuman life for four years, and the fate of her father and Karen was unknown.
Go back in time She couldn't At this time, it rained heavily outside the window, and the wind and fallen leaves swept the floor-to-ceiling glass windows next to the bed, and the fallen leaves that seemed to be the devil's messenger were frantically flapping and blowing on the windows, and the scene was sad and lonely.
It was a great weather.
Cill moved her lips bitterly, she raised the back of her hand to wipe her eyes, and looked out the window at the fierce rain in a daze.
In fact, she liked the stormy weather.
In this weather, there will be no cars or pedestrians on the road, and looking out through the window will give you a sense of isolation.
If you think about it, it's nice to be isolated.
Then there will be no sorrow, no pain, no despair.
She didn't expect that there would be people driving in this weather.
It was a black car, and it was about to drive outside the iron gate of her house.
Is it someone who is in a hurry to get home?
Unexpectedly, the car was parked outside the iron gate of her house.
The person in the driver's seat pushed the door and got out of the car, without even turning on an umbrella, walked around the front of the car to the iron gate, raised his hand and hurriedly rang the doorbell.
It was far away, but she recognized him.
Four years ago, she often saw him panicked in order to find himself, losing his former nobility and reserve, like an ordinary person with flesh and blood.
But after she returned, she didn't see him anxious and nervous again.
When she saw it today, she couldn't help but recall the memories of the two of them in her mind.
Four years ago.
They're really loving.
She closed her eyes, hot tears streaming down her cheeks, and her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.
She didn't feel sleepy.
But she wouldn't open her eyes again.
She didn't want to see him.
It's like she said.
They will never go back to where they started.
The next morning Lying on the bed, Ciel opened his eyes in a daze.
She looked out the window, it was still raining.
It seems that the rain has been falling all night, and the garden of the manor is full of dead branches and leaves that have been blown to the ground by the strong wind, and few roses in the rose garden next to the iron gate are complete, and the scene is not embarrassing.
It's not a happy day.
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But Cill smiled.
Because she found that the car that had been parked outside the iron gate before going to bed yesterday was gone.
That is, the person is gone.
She sat up and stretched, thinking to herself that it would be best if he was gone.
It's better that he never comes to himself, and then they become strangers.
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