Personality V: I will save everything

"Are you crazy?! Charles?!" Albert stood outside the door, shouting his friend's name loudly and anxiously banging on the closed door with his hands.

However, no matter how hard he tried, there was no response from the room. As time passed, Albert became more and more uneasy.

Finally, after a long and fruitless wait, Albert decided to take tough measures.

He took a deep breath, took a few steps back, then rushed forward and slammed his shoulder against the seemingly solid wooden door.

Once, twice...each impact was accompanied by a dull sound, but the door remained motionless.

Just when Albert was about to give up, he suddenly heard a slight click. Then, the originally solid door slowly opened a gap. Albert was overjoyed and hurriedly exerted force again, and finally succeeded in completely knocking the door open.

Albert couldn't help but gasp when he saw the scene after entering the room. The attic in front of him was indeed as old and dilapidated as he expected, with mottled and falling walls and dust and debris on the floor. Perhaps it was because of the long-term disrepair that those with ill intentions could easily pry open the door lock. Thinking of this, Albert secretly felt lucky that he had just used a little force to push the door open.

But at this moment, what shocked him more was not the dilapidated environment, but the messy aircraft wreckage all over the floor of the house.

Aircraft parts of various models and stages were scattered all over the ground. Some were twisted and deformed beyond recognition, while others were simply broken into several pieces.

Obviously, these works that once carried Charles' dreams and efforts have now all become irreparable waste.

Albert stared blankly at the ruins, and a terrible picture emerged involuntarily in his mind: when he broke open the door, what he saw was not the wreckage of the aircraft all over the ground, but Charles' lifeless body hanging in the air.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder, and an indescribable fear and sadness surged in his heart.

However, as things stand, it seems as if Charles' choice to hang himself would not be much different from the scene before him.

The room was in a mess, with broken objects and debris all over the floor, as if it had been hit by a terrible storm.

Albert stepped into the ruins with trepidation, taking every step with extreme caution.

He carefully avoided the fragments scattered on the ground, as if he still held a glimmer of hope deep in his heart - perhaps these things could still be repaired.

So he stood on tiptoe, as if walking on thin ice, for fear that he would accidentally step on the shattered objects.

After a difficult journey, Albert finally found Charles curled up in a dark corner of the attic.

If there is an accurate description of Charles' appearance at this time, it is that he has lost his soul and dreams and has become just an empty shell.

Just as Charles himself said, his original dream of soaring into the sky is now out of reach, as sin and regret have chained him to the ground forever.

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"Charles........."

When Albert left, he was still worried about Charles' current condition, but he also knew that staying here would not be of any use, so perhaps he should find someone to come...

But he himself didn't know what he wanted to find someone for, but Albert also knew that he couldn't deal with Charles's condition by himself.

Charles is now a complete zombie. Thinking back to the past, they might have sat on the highest point of the building, looking up at the blue sky together, imagining about soaring in the sky, complaining about the heavy work together, and trying to find ways to be lazy.

But now Charles...

Let’s just say that when Charles saw Albert rushing in, his first reaction was not surprise or questioning, but a cold and silent response:

"Oh, have I been away from work for too long? Don't worry, Albert, I'll be there tomorrow."

He has completely become a cog in this society... He is no longer a human being...

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Albert's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and he was anxiously thinking about Charles's heart-wrenching appearance just now.

He ran forward desperately, his feet stomping on the ground alternately like the wind, as if only by sprinting desperately like this could he slightly alleviate the rising irritability in his heart.

However, he had no idea where to go. His mind was in a mess and he just relied on instinct to drive his body forward.

"What should I do?" Albert asked himself over and over again in his heart.

Facing this difficult situation, he felt unprecedented helplessness and confusion. As an ordinary construction worker, he was engaged in heavy work every day for a meager salary.

His education level is extremely limited, he can barely read or write, and his mind is as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

How could he, who was so ordinary and ignorant, come up with a way to help Charles who was in trouble?

"Oh my God! What can I do to help him?" The more Albert thought about it, the more anxious he became. Beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead slid down his cheeks and mixed with the raised dust.

He was breathing heavily, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment, as if if he paused for a moment, the fear and anxiety in his heart would completely consume him.

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Albert was like a wild bull, with his head lowered the whole time, and he rushed forward hurriedly, as if there was an invisible force driving him from behind.

Because his eyes were completely focused on the road under his feet, he didn't notice that there was a person standing not far ahead.

By the time Albert realized it, it was too late. He rushed straight towards the man like a wild horse without any time to take any braking measures.

There was a loud "bang" and Albert and the man collided heavily. The huge impact force caused both of them to lose their balance in an instant and both fell to the ground.

The moment Albert fell to the ground, the first thought that flashed through his mind was to quickly apologize to the other party.

After all, he knew very well that he was just a construction worker at the bottom of society, with neither power nor influence.

On the streets of this bustling city, any passerby you meet casually is probably of a much higher status than him.

However, just as he had steadied himself and was about to bow his head to sincerely apologize, his eyes inadvertently swept across the person in front of him who he had knocked down, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart - why did this person look so familiar?

Albert rubbed his eyes and looked at her carefully again. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered a new world and exclaimed: "Miss Lukina? Oh, no... This is clearly a male version of Miss Lukina!"

This world is too small...

Lucino looked at the shocked young man who had knocked him down, and a wave of emotion welled up in his heart.

When he saw the other person's face clearly, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth - it was Albert!

Although a long time has passed, Luchino still remembers Albert's appearance clearly.

The dazzling golden hair and the face that is always full of energy and cheeriness make Albert look particularly eye-catching.

In Luchino's eyes, Albert and Mike actually have some similarities, both are lively and active, and both are sunny and bright.

However, even so, Luchino still felt that Mike was much more lovable than Albert.

Just recently, Lucchino was forced to attend an academic seminar that Lydia forced him to attend.

The meeting was long and boring, which made him feel very uncomfortable. After finally getting through it, he couldn't wait to escape from the depressing place, just wanting to walk alone on the street to relieve his tense nerves.

Who would have thought that just when he felt relaxed, Albert would run right into his arms like a daredevil.

Fortunately, he had already put Juliet back into the manor, otherwise, if Albert had rushed towards her so directly, he would definitely have hurt Juliet who was hiding in his arms.

But what happened? Did something happen to Charles?

Luchino had also participated in the emergency rescue of that tragedy, and met Charles again there.

But of course, at that time, Luchino was Luchino, not Miss Lukina. He just pretended to be Miss Lukina, his own brother, so that Charles would not feel so guilty.

But then again, did Charles have some psychological trauma from the situation at that time? Although it was not Charles' fault in the end, if you are the kind of person who likes to dwell on trivial matters, it is indeed easy to get frustrated.

In that case, Luchino did have a good idea, but it was a pity that Miss Lukina might disappear from now on.

But it doesn't matter. We just did it for fun at the time. Miss Lukina will probably never appear again in the future.

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"So... you mean Charles is like that now."

"Yes, that's right."

Albert sat on the chair feeling a little uneasy, because this was a coffee shop. He had built the building, but he himself had never been here. He didn't fit in here.

"I see. Then can you help me convey a message?"

At this point, Albert didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that Mr. Luchino's eyes were full of sadness...

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"Hey! Charles! Charles!! Listen to me!!!"

When Albert hurriedly ran back to Charles' residence, he found that Charles was still curled up in the corner, not moving at all. This made Albert anxious, so he grabbed Charles' collar and punched him hard.

"Wake up quickly, something terrible has happened!!!"

When Charles heard Albert say this, he was still self-deprecatingly thinking how big of a deal it could be, but Albert's next words made him unable to sit still any longer.

"Ms. Lukina, she...is dead!!!"

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What to say?

Lucchino was still sitting in the cafe, tapping the cup of coffee in front of him with a spoon.

As the saying goes, love lasts longer than hate. Compared to the white moonlight, the dead white moonlight is more precious, isn't it?

(Lucchino, where did you learn this? (=_=))

This was the idea that Luchino had come up with to cheer up Charles Holt. Since he couldn't play Miss Lukina anymore, he might as well let the character have a decent ending.

【Miss Lukina has been sickly since she was born and has always longed for the blue sky, but she cannot get on a plane. The wind on the plane is too strong and she will get sick.

Until one day when he was walking on the street, he met a man who invented the flying machine. He felt that his dream could come true. He discussed with his friends and asked their friends to sponsor him.

She hoped that one day she would be able to fly in the sky on a flying machine, but unfortunately her body could not hold out until that time. 】

"So, Mr. Albert, can you help me tell Charles to at least finish the creation of the aircraft and at least take my sister's ashes into the sky?"