Hate Me, Miss Witch!

The wind blows away the bloody flowers.

Dyeing this quiet night red.

Sylvia managed to turn sideways, endured the severe pain and opened her eyes wide, looking at Xia behind her.

"Why?"

She looked directly at the black-haired boy in front of her, the corners of her dry mouth moved slightly, and she murmured silently.

The soft words turned into ancient spirit of words, and the dark shadows gurgled out.

Those beautiful purple eyes were full of confusion and doubt——

Shocked, and confused.

More than half a year ago.

Sylvia once thought about ending her life on that cold winter night.

It was the young man with black hair and black eyes in front of her who saved her from the bone-chilling water of the Grant Sea.

It was he who told himself——

Whether a person is sinful or not does not originate from her origin. Where she will eventually go depends only on Sylvia's own choice.

It was he who gave himself the courage to live amidst the boundless malice and darkness.

It was also he who made a promise to himself. After he could completely control the monster deep inside his heart, he would take him to the end of the sea to see the thousands of rivers, mountains and stars outside the royal capital.

…

Thousands of memories came to mind in an instant.

These six months have been the most beautiful time Sylvia has ever experienced since her mother passed away.

In countless starless dark nights, it was by relying on this memory that Sylvia was able to maintain her original intention and not waver in the face of the pain and temptation of the bronze cross.

She thought this beauty would last forever.

She thought she could grow old together with her brother Xia Ya like this.

When one day the two of them are too old to walk anymore and can only sit on a deck chair in a mountain cabin somewhere and bask in the sun leisurely, they can still look at each other and smile when talking about the first encounter.

Plain, but timeless and new.

But at this moment.

The pictures one after another are either beautiful, sweet, or meaningful, but they are falling apart like a dreamy bubble.

Behind the thousands of collapsing fragments was the black-haired boy who was slowly retracting the bloody blade from the back of his heart.

This familiar figure made Sylvia extremely reassured in the past, but now, it seems so cold and unfamiliar.

The weakness caused by the massive blood loss made her consciousness blurred and hazy. Her feet staggered and she fell to her knees.

But Sylvia still looked directly into Char's eyes, waiting for the other party's answer.

She expected Xia Ya to give a reason, even if the reason was just made up and could not withstand scrutiny——

For example, Xia Ya was forced to do this because someone secretly took advantage of him, or he had reasons why he had to do this.

Or maybe Char was controlled by illusion at that moment, and was controlled by someone to send the blade into his back chest.

However, it was as if he had seen through Sylvia's inner thoughts.

Xia Ya sighed softly, her dark eyes still cold and indifferent.

"So, Sylvia."

"You are so silly and innocent. Your innocence makes me want to laugh."

"The hard facts have been placed in front of you, and you still want me to give you an explanation."

"Whatever——"

Xia Ya's words paused slightly, and the guilt in his heart was rising.

Women are such creatures. Once they give their sincerity, the thing called love will crazily wash away their rationality.

Sylvia has had no experience communicating with outsiders since she was a child, and her emotional experience and emotional intelligence are close to zero.

So when she fell in love with him, she almost gave everything she had to him, and even more so, she would trust herself without thinking and would believe any nonsense she said.

Even though Xia Ya had stabbed her in the back just now, Xia Ya could be sure that——

As long as she randomly talks about a few reasons, Sylvia will definitely choose to forgive herself unconditionally, and even fill in the gaps in the logic of the reasons on her own.

As it is now, Sylvia did not resist or struggle, and there was no anger at being betrayed in her expression.

She just looked at Xia Ya in confusion and confusion, and there was even a hint of prayer in her purple eyes.

It was like a kitten abandoned by its owner in the wild, running closely behind the car that was driving away, hoping that the owner would change his mind, stop the car, pick it up again and hold it in his arms.

But Xia Ya still hardened her heart.

Now he will only do what he should do.

Not only for Sylvia, but also for Char himself.

So at this moment, Xia Ya will not be dragged down by emotions such as guilt.

"Since you are so stubborn, let me give you an explanation."

Xia Ya looked down at the girl kneeling in the sea of ​​bloody flowers and spoke word by word.

"Sylvia, there will never be love without reason in this world, let alone hatred without reason."

"My parents died because of you. This is an unchangeable and iron-clad fact. There may be saints in this world who repay evil with kindness, but I am not."

"I chose to save you when you jumped into the sea, just because of Lord Norton's mission instructions."

"You are more valuable to us alive than dead."

"That's all."

"So, what you said to me, the promise you made to take me to the other side of the Grant Sea..."

Before Sylvia could finish her soft murmuring, she was mercilessly interrupted by Xia Ya.

"Yes, it's all just to perfunctory your lines to carry out the mission."

"Sylvia, you are even more stupid than I thought. Just a few sweet words on the street will make you dizzy and let me control you."

"I really have to thank you for saving me a lot of trouble."

…

The indifferent words were like a sharp knife, cutting into Sylvia's heart.

The blade had no entity, but it was far more hurtful than the pain that penetrated the chest just now.

It turned out that they were all fake.

Those words beside the fire on a winter night that gave me the motivation to live...

Take me to see the promise of thousands of rivers and mountains.

Sylvia has been living in a lightless tower since she was born.

Once, someone opened a window for her in the tower wall.

The sun shines through the windows at the bottom of the tower, making Sylvia, who has become accustomed to darkness, yearn for light for the first time.

But now, that window is closed.

One after another, heavy steel shackles once again sealed the lightless tower, far harder and colder than before.

The last bit of obsession that supported Sylvia collapsed.

She could no longer maintain her body shape and fell into the sea of ​​night orchids that filled the mountains and plains.

The consciousness gradually faded away and disappeared into the endless darkness, deep and without knowing where to go.

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