Rita's stupid husband

I don't know why I love you, just like I can't describe what the air smells like, but I know I need you like I need air.

——Rita Rossweisse

"Um..."

Hollander opened her eyes with difficulty. It turned out that what she just had was just a dream. She felt dizzy. Why had she been having so many nightmares at night lately?

"Head hurts..."

"Why do I always dream about Xiao Kong recently..."

"Are you too tired..."

She covered her head, trying to calm herself down.

"But why do I feel sad..."

"What did Xiao Kong go through in the orphanage..."

She had not yet realized, nor had she ever thought, that what she had just experienced was not a dream, but a memory, her own memory from a parallel world.

......

......

That night, at St. Freya, Sora came to Theresa's office and knocked gently on the door.

"Uh! Wait, wait a minute!"

Theresa, who was about to enjoy the instant noodles she had worked overtime, quickly put the instant noodles on her desk and covered them with a cloth. Then she sat upright and picked up a book, pretending to look serious.

"come in."

Theresa said, Xiao Kong gently pushed the door open and said to her: "Principal, are you looking for me?"

"Ah, it's Xiao Kong, come here."

Theresa had informed him in the morning, but she had forgotten about it, which was quite fatal.

"what's up?"

Xiao Kong walked to the desk and asked expressionlessly. Theresa smiled at him and said, "It's nothing big. I just want to talk to you alone."

"..."

Xiao Kong didn't reply and listened quietly, while Theresa also picked up the glass of bitter melon juice on the desk, took a sip and said to him: "Isn't this the first time we are alone together today?"

"You are busy studying and don't have much time on weekdays. The number of times we meet is also very few."

"Today, I finally have a day off, and I just want to take this opportunity to chat with you."

"..."

Xiaokong remained expressionless and did not answer. Theresa, who was sitting on the armchair, pursed her lips. Then she looked at Xiaokong and the first question she asked was...

"Kora, tell your aunt the truth..."

"Are you pretending to be stupid?"

"..."

Faced with her question, the expressionless Xiao Kong replied: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Theresa suspected that he was pretending on purpose. With his amazing performance in class, it was hard to believe that he would be a fool who didn't understand anything, so Theresa seriously suspected that he was pretending like this on purpose for Rita's sake. appearance...

It seems that he doesn't understand anything, but he actually understands everything.

"Okay, since you said so, I won't ask anymore..."

"Change the subject."

"Xiao Kong, do you miss your parents?"

These are actually things Theresa has always wanted to ask but never had the chance to ask. Xiaokong's answer to this is of course predictable: "I don't have parents, and I can't talk about missing them."

"All I have is Rita."

Theresa nodded, not surprised that he would think so.

"What about Kiana?"

"What do you think of her?"

This is what Theresa cares about most. She wants to know, what kind of person is Kiana in Xiao Kong's eyes?

"..."

"do not know."

This was his answer, because even Xiao Kong himself couldn't tell. Theresa stood up and took out a photo album from her desk and handed it to him: "Take a look at this?"

"..."

Xiao Kong remained expressionless. He took the photo album and opened it and looked at it. There were photos of Kiana as a child, as well as Cecilia and Siegfried.

"They should be considered your parents, right?"

"Of course it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. After all, they have never taken care of you and never done anything to you."

"But look at Kiana, how cute she looks?"

"Right? Just like a little princess."

"She is actually very similar to you. After all, Kiana is also very pitiful..."

"No matter how you say it, you two are brothers and sisters who were born together. It's not easy..."

"You can hate your parents, but I hope you don't hate Kiana. After all, she is your sister, right?"

"I also know that in your heart, Rita will always come first, even far more important than yourself."

"But no matter what, in addition to Rita, do you have a sister by your side in this life? She also needs your company and encouragement."

"In this life..."

"It's not easy to have a relative alive by your side."

"After all, the same blood flows in both of your bodies."

"..."

Looking at the photos of the family, Xiaokong didn't seem to have much reaction. He didn't think the people in the photos had anything to do with him, so he naturally had no emotions in his heart.

After looking at the photos, Xiao Kong put the album on his desk, his expression still as cold as ice.

"She is her, I am me, I am different from her."

"I won't hate Kiana..."

"But, I will never like Kiana."

"She's not even one ten thousandth as good as Rita."