Lillian's Melaleuca routine

Aya escaped safely, but lost her original identity forever.

Fyodor prepared a new identity for her. Although it was forged, it had complete information and had little impact.

In the news reports, the news about the rat of the dead house was reported twice in three days, only saying that it was a terrorist organization, but the list of its members was not announced.

That day, Gogol took her away with the last time stuck.The policy they originally formulated seemed a bit complicated, but it turned out that Sonia didn't seem to suspect her. Even so, Fyodor still revealed the information in the book.It's a pity that the truth of the matter has disappeared with the disappearance of Hayata Ling.

Aya felt that she had lost interest in everything, and she knew that she had to change her mood and start over.

Her boredom, already slender, intensified as the event was completed.

Before she goes, she needs to take care of a few things.

Aya found Sigma first.

Early spring is here and the weather is starting to warm up.The snow is gone, the branches are twirling, and the pigeons are coming back after a winter.

They sat and chatted on a bench by the side of the road, still in that peaceful atmosphere.

"Do you know what I'm going to tell you?" she asked.

"Well. Don't worry, Lily, I won't stop you. When are you going?"

When she didn't say the purpose, Sigma seemed to understand.

"Don't come and say goodbye to me." Ling bent down and looked at the road, not him.

"If you wish."

Compared with before, Sigma has been much easier.In the past, there was always a weak smile on his face, Aya always thought he was paranoid, but now he refreshed her initial impression.

Thinking of the events of so many days, Aya was still a little disappointed.

"Spring is here." She sighed, "It's so fast, I've been here for almost three months."

"It's rare, Lily, that you also have sad days. Did Sonia affect you?" Seemingly aware that Aya was in a bad mood, Sigma rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

Aya shook her head.

"It's just that I suddenly realize that I don't know what to do."

Rarely, she has such a dazed period.

But there is not much time these days, and soon she will find a new hobby to replace everything before.

"Sigma, Sigma." Thinking of the previous deal with Fyodor, Aya shook her head and said his name, and asked carefully, "Do you hate Feiya?"

"He's not a good guy." Sigma thought for a moment, and then replied with certainty, "For me, he's not a bad guy either. I trade with him to achieve my goals, and we benefit from each other."

"What about you after that? Will you still stay in the Five Declines of Heaven and Man?"

There was a moment of silence.After a while, Sigma replied firmly: "Yes."

"why?"

"There are not many people in this world who have intersected with me. You are leaving, and they are the only people I know." When he said this, his tone was light, as if he had thought of something, "I The relationship with them is not particularly good. But I will not leave here. You will come back to Fyodor, will you?"

Aya didn't deny it, but she didn't confirm it either.

She seemed to understand his intentions in doing so.

"Dear Sigma, I thought you could put it another way, and I'd like it better," she said.

At the same time, she half-closed her eyes, watching his stunned expression, "If you say, 'Will Lily come back to me?', maybe I will agree to you. It's a pity..."

She didn't finish.

Before he could react, Ling continued, "Stay in the five evils of heaven and man, Sigma, if necessary, help Fei Jia, he needs you."

"Is this your request?"

"Yes, this is my plea."

Sigma glanced at Aya, who was leaning on the bench, the morning light on her face.He didn't notice her emotions at the moment, but he had already found that he couldn't keep a person who was going away.

Finally, he asked the last question nervously.

"Can't you just leave?"

Aya's cat-like eyes immediately locked on to him, but today she was extra patient to explain.

"I am a person who is very afraid of losing my freedom." She said, "In the book, I have had enough of the days without consciousness. So, I am happy to pay for feelings, but feelings are not my necessity. Without love, I Not dead, without freedom, I am a dead person. Feelings will make me lose myself, be tied down by emotions, and keep me in place."

"I've seen this kind of omen in Nikolai. He seems to have awakened. But, haven't you noticed that he can no longer control his emotions. It's terrible—even if he is aware of it, he can't control it. , really like a monster..."

Sigma seemed to feel something, and nodded in agreement.

Aya patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't just nod your head, Sigma, you are the same person, otherwise you wouldn't be so obsessed with books."

"I don't deny this." Sigma's reply was always so mild. "However, Gogol seems to like going to extremes."

Ling sneered, and said in a broken voice, "This troublesome, childish ghost! Isn't it?"

"What are you going to do about it?" Sigma asked.

"No!"

"?"

"I said—" Ling emphasized her tone and said word by word, "I won't deal with him, let him calm down for a few years first!"

Sigma is happy to see it happen.But at the same time, he also wanted to sigh, Ling really ate Gogol to death.

"He wanted to kill me, but Fei Jia arranged for him to save me. Who made him think this way?" Ling's words revealed a smell of gunpowder, and it sounded like she was already burning with anger, "It's okay, Even if someone provoked him, he really thought so."

Although it was her unilateral cold war, Aya was confident.It is a sign of incompetence for a gentleman to attribute his fault to a lady.

After a while, she returned to her usual friendly face and looked at Sigma with a smile on her face, "If he asks you about me, don't tell him. I'm leaving, Sigma, say goodbye to your colleagues for me, We'll meet again, so, it's okay."

She stood up, picked up her satchel, turned on her mobile phone and called a taxi.

"I'm going to the airport."

She announced the fact calmly.

Rao was as calm as Sigma, and was also surprised by the news.

"Now?"

He hesitated to ask this sentence.

Aya nodded, "Today's plane. Surprise? I just decided."

Sigma once again refreshed his impression of Aya's free will.

Aya patted him on the shoulder as comfort.She has nothing to do now, and she can leave after going to the hotel to clean up.

She held her face in her hands, her tone was very girlish, very intoxicated, "I want to go to Arabia, oh, the Middle East, it's not dangerous for me, I haven't been to these places yet. Coincidentally, let's just say goodbye Just go and travel.”

Sigma did not stop, but asked, "Do you need me to see you?"

"No need." Ling quickly refused, "I want to leave before Fei Jia and the others react. He always has thousands of reasons to persuade me. The damn thing is, I am often persuaded by him. What else can I do?" Worse than this..."

Thinking of this, she was a little speechless.

"I don't believe Fei Jia. He has lied to me quite a few times. Moreover, I am now a dead person. The longer I stay here, the easier it will be to be discovered. So I still take advantage of Sonia's unconsciousness. Let's go quickly."

Sigma is well aware of this.Fyodor is really a typical representative of cunning and suspicion, and it is difficult for him to see his true intentions from his face.

But every time his dialogue always seems so sincere, so appropriate, but he is only acting for his own purpose, and concealing part of the truth.

Sigma hadn't planned to keep Aya, but according to the principle of maximizing Fyodor's interests, it wasn't necessarily so.

Soon, the taxi will arrive.

Aya got into the car and waved to Sigma.

"Goodbye, Sigma—"

"Don't reveal my whereabouts to them!" she emphasized one last time.

Sigma just stood there, watching Aya's car slowly disappear.

He wanted to smile, but his mouth hung down.

Back at the hotel, Ling tidied up briefly, checked out the room, booked a plane ticket, and hurriedly called a taxi to the airport.

The airport is not far away and she will be there soon.

She took the ticket, went through the security check, looked at the ticket in her hand, and was in a wonderful mood.

But she still met Gogol in the waiting room.

Now there is less than an hour left before takeoff, so I can't buy a ticket.

This man abused his abilities again!

She pursed her lips and reluctantly walked towards him.

"Hi!"

She said hello, in a low voice that sounded low.

She didn't want to see him, and she had rejection written all over her body.

Gogol pinched her cheek, as if greeting her with this gesture.

"I'll see you off, Lillian," he said.

After a few minutes, they sat together in adjacent seats in the waiting room.

Aya secretly observed his expression, and felt that the situation was not optimistic.

Gogol has not spoken since just now!

The sky is falling!

How to do?

Aya raised her head uncomfortably, and said something nonsense.

"I'm leaving."

"Ah."

"Are you sad?"

"Not sad."

"Huh?" Hearing Gogol's answer, Ling froze for a moment, and poked his cheek in dissatisfaction, "Then you still come to me! Mr. Magician won't be so boring, right?"

"I came to you because I was bored."

Aya was going to be driven crazy by this inexplicable and depressed Gogol!

What's going on, he seems like a different person.

She sat on her seat sullenly, and didn't say a word.

A shadow fell, and Ling raised her head, and found that Gogol had arrived in front of her at some point, and he squatted halfway, looking at Ling level.

"I lied to you—" he dragged his voice, showing aggrieved expression, "I'm going to die of anger! Lillian, you liar!"

His tone was sad, like a little lady who was abandoned by a heartless man.

This is the first time Aya is called a liar, and she still finds it a bit novel.

After seeing him, she quickly forgave his petty thoughts.Those joys from the past quickly swept through the senses and burned all reason.

"My fault." She took the blame quickly, "But we will meet again, and we can still video, dear, don't be sad."

As she spoke, she seemed to have remembered something, and took out something from the small bag she was carrying.

This is a cross brooch with a simple design.

"Remember? You gave me a brooch." Ling recalled the scene at that time, and smiled unconsciously.

He disguises himself as a weird toy doll to deliver badges at an amusement park, and ends up sneaking her a brooch.

Aya only found out about it later when they had a date.

"So you want to give it to me?"

Gogol showed an expectant expression.

"Yes, for you." Aya said, "But not now."

"?"

She kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, and said, "I'll give it to you when we meet next time."

But he broke her face and deepened the kiss.

When Aya was sitting on the plane, she was still recalling Gogol's expression at that time.

He wasn't angry, annoyed, depressed, or uncharacteristically lively, as if this was just a brief separation.

Maybe he felt sad, but he still chose to hide everything.

For her, goodbye is inevitable.

So she had no idea of ​​saying goodbye to anyone.

He also seemed to understand Aya's emotions, so he didn't propose to keep her, just like Fyodor did.

However, think about it.

Aya sent Fyodor one last text message before taking off.

It was only one short word, but she knew he would understand.

That's "goodbye".

The author has something to say: This is my first finished essay, so I want to write a testimonial. The worst part of this essay is the beginning. The beginning of the 2 volumes is not well written.

The plot is not well written, because of the relationship with the same people, it is even more painful for me to write, I feel like I have to write the plot because I can’t place characters orz there is too much nonsense! !

Although it's a bit hasty, but I really have nothing to write, and it feels good to write anything.

Write a story next!There are two.

Oh, by the way, the best place for me to write this article should be the night talk meeting, not one of them.

btw, check out my pre-order "Goddess of the Library"!

It will be reopened next year. It will mainly write the plot and add a little romance by the way. It won't be so esoteric.

It was said before that it was literature or something, but now I feel unrealistic when writing the outline, so I gave up.

The heroine is an orator, a politician, a scholar, low magic, a lot of Western backgrounds are integrated, and it probably borrowed a little bit of political system from the Roman period, and it was superficial.

Bookmark one, this book is so poorly written, I still ask for a bookmark.

After the fall of the gods, everything was left to be done, culture withered, and people lost their faith.They tried to forge a new paradise on top of the barren land.

A girl named Cecia, when she was 16 years old, she suddenly found that her library could lead to another study room.

There, every night, she can talk to artists from another world and borrow books from that world.

Their wisdom inspired her, illuminated her, inspired her.

The god told her that after Pandora's box was opened, you were the only "hope" left.

Since then, she has discovered a new path she never thought possible.

She wants to reshape the world with her own ideas.