At the time, he thought it was an illusion caused by mood swings.

Riddle asked again: "You said you will also be reborn, what form will you be reborn in?" It will not be staying in his body.

"That's my business." Xu Ying raised his hand, indicating that the question and answer is over, "Okay, you..."

"One last question," Riddle said first, "when will Fiona wake up?"

"This is beyond my control. It may be tomorrow, or it may be another 20 years." She ended the conversation with a strong tone, "If there are any other problems, Mr. Riddle, who is so smart, please think about it yourself. Goodbye, Don't worry, this time is a real goodbye."

Riddle disappeared before he could say another word, and there was only a sleeping person and a phantom left under the Christmas rose trellis.

Xu Ying raised his head and looked at the snowflakes swarming outside the glass, and suddenly said in the silence: "How long are you going to sleep?"

The eyelids of the person lying on the ground moved slightly, and they slowly opened their eyes.

"Do you think he will believe these words?" Xu Ying lowered his head.

Fiona sat up slowly, and said softly, "Without any other reasonable explanation, he can only believe this."

"Actually, I think it's okay to tell him the truth."

"He will feel very ashamed, will be very angry, and it will be too troublesome to coax him."

"That's right," Xu Ying shrugged, "He is so proud and arrogant. If we know that we are the only ones who accept the mission from the beginning to the end, and the real target of the attack is actually him, it will definitely be a big blow. Not to mention, there has never been any good Sensitivity, the seven retracements are just a means for us to attack him, and he will probably collapse if he knows."

After a pause, she looked at Fiona who was smiling and said nothing, "Although I lost my memory, you really cooperated with me very well as expected."

"I proposed this task, so I naturally have the confidence to complete it." Fiona said lightly.

Xu Ying looked at Fiona, "However, do you think this is interesting? In order not to let him find out the truth, you have to pretend that you in the past are dead. Do you want such love from him?"

Fiona didn't answer in a hurry, she plucked a Christmas rose from the side, put it up to her nose and sniffed it lightly.

"I just want this flower to belong to me," she said with a smile. "As for the method, whether it is willing or not, and whether it can understand, I don't care."

Xu Ying clicked his tongue, and then smiled, "No matter what, everyone is happy, right?"

"That's right." Fiona closed her eyes again and lay back down, satisfied, "The most perfect ending."

"Terrible love."

After sighing emotionally, Xu Ying also lay down and snuggled up to Fiona's side.

"It seems like we've been apart for a long, long time," she said.

"Ah."

"You won't refuse me to come back, will you?" She was a little apprehensive.

"will not."

"I love you too," she whispered, "you know that?"

"Well," Fiona reached out and pulled her into her arms, "Go to sleep."

Xu Ying closed his eyes contentedly.

The snow outside the greenhouse is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that the greenhouse and its secrets will be completely buried underground.

When Riddle opened his eyes, he heard the sound of snow particles hitting the window. He immediately went to see Fiona on the bed. She was still in a sound sleeping position and did not move.

After a long time, he tentatively called the system again, but there was no response.

This time, the system should actually leave.

Riddle was inexplicably disappointed.After knowing that the system is Fiona's soul fragment, his feelings for her have also changed.

He twirled the ring on his finger, thinking of Fiona - then and now, and of the system, when she was a soul shard.

After sitting on the armchair for a while, Riddle said good night to the person on the bed, kissed her forehead, got up and left the room.

When the house-elf saw him coming out, he immediately put the food he had been preparing on the table, and Nagini followed lazily downstairs to enjoy his fresh pheasant.

After everyone and the snake were full, the master and servant went back to the living room upstairs. Riddle leaned on the sofa and read a book, and Nagini slept in the corner.

It was probably because he was a little sleepy after eating, or it might be because his long-standing doubts had finally been answered. With his mind relaxed, Riddle fell asleep without knowing it.

When he woke up, he vaguely saw a figure not far away. He thought it was the shadow of the flames dancing in the fireplace. He blinked his eyes casually, but found that the figure was still standing there, and it became clearer. .

The man stood at the door of Fiona's room, wrapped in a cashmere blanket, only showing a face that was dyed reddish by the fire, leaning against the door frame and looking at him quietly.

This scene was very familiar. Riddle often dreamed that Fiona looked at him with such unpredictable and gentle eyes. He also knew that as long as he moved or tried to walk over, she would disappear like a bubble.

He didn't want to wake up for the time being, so he half-closed his eyes and looked at her motionlessly.

Until she said, "I seem to have slept for a long time."

Riddle's eyes widened suddenly.

She laughed, "won't you come and hug me?"

Standing up stiffly, Riddle tentatively took one step forward, two steps, three steps.Then, he raised his feet and rushed over, hugging the person who finally didn't disappear, the soft and real touch in his arms made his eyes slightly warm.

Thousands of words were blocked in her throat, but in the end, all she could say was a panicked sentence: "Don't ever leave me again."

"Okay," she stroked his back, looked over his shoulder at the snowy night outside the window, and smiled softly, "I promise."

Theend.

90. Bobobo

In the process of writing this article, I kept letting go of empty talk with my friends—20 words must be finished, 25 words must be finished, and 30 words must be finished.It will definitely end in May, it will definitely end in June, and it will definitely end in July.

It's gratifying that it didn't end on the first anniversary.

It has been more than ten months since the opening of this article. I am very grateful to all the readers and friends for their company and support during this period. Some of you are old friends who came from the professor’s article, some are new friends who just came, and some of you are new friends. Must leave a message, some can only interact with me on the scarf due to authentication.No matter when you came here, and whether you have communicated with me, thank you very much for liking this article, because the data growth brought by each click of yours is very important for people like me who lack self-confidence and need affirmation. Indispensable encouragement.

The original intention of this article is not very good. In the original book, so many people died, so many beautiful shattered, so many regrets and traumas—especially my favorite Snape, who made the poor child stupid .And as the culprit that caused all this-Tom Marvolo Riddle, Voldemort, the Dark Lord, I really hate him.So, I came up with a bold idea.Are you not ruthless?Don't you do whatever you want and care about everything but yourself?I must make you let go of your magnanimous pride, smash your self-esteem, shake your beliefs, make you suffer, and then—willingly be a dog (there should be a funny expression here).

That's why I only mentioned pua in the text.Of course, pua is bad. In reality, everyone must stay sober and escape unhealthy relationships in time.But for Riddle, every time his defenses are disintegrated, every time he has to swallow his anger, lower the bottom line, and domesticate himself step by step, I feel very, very, very happy (you should also understand).

In the professor's article, I wanted to write a love that is healthy, comfortable, and perfect beyond reality, so that both the characters and readers in the article can be healed, but in this article, love is painful and distorted. Full of oppression, calculation and lies.

Based on my personal understanding of the character Tom Riddle, I think he is not a person who will be moved by beautiful things, because he has doubts, jealousy and rejection of any truth, goodness and beauty from the bottom of his heart, and is full of destruction Desire and desire for control, this is not even caused by the environment, maybe it is inherited from family genes, he is inherently cruel by nature.Therefore, if a person just dedicates himself blindly, cares about him unreservedly, loves him, and tries to influence him with sincerity and love, with his conceited, narcissistic and inferior character, I am afraid that he will only feel that he has got something. Everything is taken for granted, but on the other hand, I don't believe that such feelings really exist, and I use all means to test and destroy them in order to verify and maintain my own point of view.

Here you can refer to Bella, the more he loves him, the more he wants to hit and insult. This is probably because he subconsciously wants to vent his anger on Merope and retaliate against her stupidity and abandonment.For love, Riddle is both distrustful, fearful and full of resentment.From my own experience and the observation of people around me, if a person never received love from his parents when he was young, it will be hard for him to believe that anyone can truly love him in his future life.So when Dumbledore asked him if he had found love, with his self-esteem, he couldn't admit that there was one thing that he couldn't get, and he could only forcibly deny the existence of love.If there is, it's flimsy, fake, and useless except to drag.

So, how can we make such a person who doesn't believe in love at all, doesn't understand love, and hates love, give up the ideals on which he lives, and love another person?

put him in a precarious situation, let him love

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