novelHire Chapter 1564 If my brother needs a wife
Chapter 1564 If my brother needs a wife
【Life is difficult to live through. 】
In the deepest part of the lost sea, boundless darkness shrouds you in all directions. He sits cross-legged in the darkness with his eyes closed, as if he has been falling like this for many years.
He held the girl covered in whip marks in his arms. She was asleep, but occasionally you could see her eyebrows frowning sadly, as if she had fallen into an eternal dream.
And he didn't know how long he had spent here.
Time seems to have no concept.
Maybe in reality, maybe it was just a snap of a finger, but he had been silent in this darkness for many years.
One light spot after another is like a fluorescent light in the dark, rotating around him. Each light spot is a dream he has weaved, round after round, in the repeated attempts, fine-tuning and harmonizing. Shaping the dream called "happiness".
Every point of light.
They all carry his time for several years or even ten years.
But most of it is broken.
She was always able to realize the gap between this happy time and her again and again. In many attempts, she was always able to wake up from the nightmare again and again as time went by, and it was difficult to fall asleep again. , because those real experiences are like nightmares. As she grows up, they will be like ghosts that cannot be driven away, constantly trying to bring her back to the dark past.
And he could only try his best to prevent her from remembering it.
Maybe that makes no sense.
Maybe this is still destined to be an illusion.
But at least in this dream I weave for you, there is me.
……
The door creaked open.
When Lin opened his eyes on the bed, the flying snow outside the window was still there.
Just in the dim light of night that accidentally reflects in from the snow outside the window, you can see such a small figure standing at the head of your bed. She holds her stuffed doll and stands there silently. Just like on that dark thunderstorm day, she will stand in front of your bed all night long.
She lowered her head and curled up with her toes together.
Her body is so thin and thin that you can even feel that just a breeze from the window can blow her down.
"Have another nightmare?"
Linn whispered to her.
She lowered her head and didn't move.
Lin En didn't ask any more questions. He lifted up the quilt and patted the bed gently, just like he did every time, leaving a place for her to accommodate her.
It's like I'm used to it.
It seems that this is the only way to feel at ease enough.
The little figure climbed up, and she lowered her head, just like every time she was tortured by nightmares, she would hide in his arms and feel the real heartbeat and temperature in his chest, so that she could really be sure. He exists, not just like what is performed in every dream. You look around blankly, but you can't find that familiar figure.
But at least here, she can be sure that everything is real.
Just like two years ago, she was not homeless. She was the girl who was rescued from the beach by her big brother. They had their own house, care and warmth.
It seems that only in this way can the bad memories of the past be forgotten.
Feeling her heartbeat gradually calming down, her body slowly stopped shaking and trembling, her breathing gradually became steady, and the small hands holding him finally slowly stopped being so forceful.
"Dream of something new?"
Lynn asked, holding the little girl in her arms.
She nodded lowly.
Over the past two years, he could also feel that her closed heart to everyone was opening up little by little. Although it still took her a long time to say a word or two to you, she also gradually showed that A strong dependence on you, like those girls who have lost everything, tightly grasping the life-saving straw, as if they are afraid that just opening their eyes, everything will disappear. m.gonb.oΓg
Fragile, confused, no longer strong.
It's not because she can't bear the darkness of the night, but because you let her see the light of fire in the dark night.
Her little finger moved.
It also held his fingers, as if silently telling him about that strange and terrifying dream.
She said that she dreamed about her father and mother. She said that Shirley was dead and the dog was dead. She endured a lot of terrible torture before she finally found her home on the other side of the sea. But on the first day, that At night, that home quickly fell apart.
She has nothing left.
She asked him if one day suddenly he would be nowhere to be found again just like in the dream.
The thread of the thumb tugs.
She lowered her head and didn't say a word, but the words in her heart were told to him by the thread.
"will not."
He gave his answer.
Because ah.
Maybe you didn’t have me in your life before, but I will be there every day in the future.
The same thing until marriage?
It's the same even when I'm old.
The threads of the soul no longer tug.
The heavy snow outside the window is still flying, and in the quiet room, there are the two figures cuddling together, as if this time is always short and long.
She curled up in his arms, and her whole body seemed to slowly calm down.
Among the quilts.
It's like it's subconscious, and it's like it should be.
Her little finger hooked around his.
It was also the first time that the threads of souls intersected like an elegy of fate.
It's like some kind of agreement.
She finally spoke in a low voice.
Although it is still so stagnant, it is like the first babbling, with the unique voice of the little girl.
"Don't marry Sister Shirley."
"Nothing I say counts."
If my brother really needs a wife.
Then just wait until I grow up quickly.
……
……
Wearing a purple pleated dress, long floral gloves, and a small and exquisite top hat on her head, she looks like a Gothic girl who stepped out of a famous classical painting, with her toes dancing and her crystal clear glass shoes. Dance with graceful steps and posture on the stage.
She is like the most beautiful dancer of this era. On that gorgeous stage, every step of her dance seems to be able to touch the hearts of thousands of audiences in the audience.
And the headlines of all newspapers, without exception, praised this dancer in his youth.
She is like a beautiful swan emerging from the sky.
In this age of steam and industry, it brings to everyone the pure beauty that only exists in classical literary works.
The dance ends.
She saluted everyone in the audience.
The whole place was quiet.
Everyone was immersed in the gorgeous dance on the stage. It was not until dozens of seconds later that the warm applause sounded like thunder. All the audience couldn't help but stand up and cheer for this young classical dancer. They gave their applause without hesitation.
Until she left.
The applause was endless, as if as long as she appeared on the stage, she was the most overflowing darling of this era.
She has grown up.
She sat quietly in the lounge backstage, looking at the pair of light blue eyes in the mirror. In a trance, she seemed to be able to find the shadow of the little girl who would only hide in her brother's arms in the past. Everything seemed like a dream. Like an unreal dream, ten years passed in an instant, and she had grown up.
And after every performance, she would look at herself in the mirror.
Occasionally, after watching it for a long time, it will feel strange.
Because the nightmares she had when she was a child have not appeared again for a long time, they seem to have grown up little by little and slowly become fragments of those long past.
She turned around.
Left the backstage lounge.
Opening the curtain, she saw many well-dressed gentlemen who had been waiting outside the door for a long time. After seeing her come out, they all smiled and hurriedly greeted her. It seemed that this was also the case. The inevitable social interaction after every performance, the people around her constantly introduced her to every admired gentleman and big shot.
Some of them are government members, some are big capitalists, and some are royal nobles from the old era of the court.
Many, many, endless streams.
She had always been afraid of this.
Just like she still vaguely remembers those nightmares that always appeared in her childhood, those well-dressed dignitaries surrounding her, and their smiles would always suddenly reveal their ferocious look at some point. Teeth surround you, leaving you confused with nowhere to escape.
She stood there in a daze.
It was as if everything around him began to overlap again, becoming increasingly blurry and unreal.
until……
A hand grabbed her wrist.