[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

[Chapter 6]

Ivan had a bad impression of Hannibal.The reason is also simple and clear, and it doesn't even have anything to do with Claire (Misha)——

"No, I don't want to..."

"Misha... Mi... Misha... run away..."

"...Don't do this, don't eat...Misha!! Misha!..."

"No...no! I want to kill...I want to kill you...Misha!"

When Hannibal woke up drenched in sweat, Ivan was impatiently planning to cover him with a pillow and forget it: "Shut up, you are really noisy!"

And after Hannibal saw clearly that the person mentioned was Ivan through the light from the window, he breathed silently, and then turned over impatiently.Didn't even bother to say a word.The conflict between the two has always existed since they met.Ivan couldn't understand Hannibal's always gloomy and silent face, which was as dark and ugly as an earthbound spirit.Hannibal couldn't bear the sight of Ivan taking advantage of his stalemate relationship with Misha and occupying the position of his elder brother!

The two looked at each other with disgust, and turned their heads back to the bed, but Hannibal couldn't fall asleep anyway.

He had that dream again.

He dreamed that Misha had been taken away.The young and weak Misha, the innocent and lovely Misha, was pulled out of the room by Ladis Grutas.And she kept turning her head to ask him for help. She saw them caressing/stroking Misha's body critically, evaluating whether the meat was delicious, and then Grutas smashed Misha's body with a hammer. Head, boiled her into a pot of broth... and what was he doing in the dream?He is sleeping.

How ridiculous.Whether in a dream or in reality, he has no ability to protect Misha.And this dream that has been repeated since 1945 makes Hannibal almost unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

It was also for this reason that he himself unconsciously neglected the connection with Misha.

Hannibal hides his eyes under his left arm, hiding the emotion in his eyes: how stupid.No wonder the real Misha didn't want to look at him any more.

As if cold, Hannibal couldn't help curling up into a ball.After tossing and turning, he finally couldn't help picking up the quilt and came to Misha's room.

In the early morning of the second day, when Claire walked out of the room, she was almost tripped by a person curled up at the door——

"Hannibal?" she asked, but her tone didn't have much doubt.

And Hannibal raised his face when he heard Claire's voice, his face still had sleep marks pressed by his sleeves, and his expression was a little dazed.However, he woke up suddenly and quickly.Hannibal lowered his head silently, annoyed, every time he used to sleep at the door of Misha's room, he would remember to go back to the dormitory when it was about to dawn, but this time he was caught by Misha!

Looking up carefully, he found that his little sister did not show the disgusted and alienated expression he imagined. Hannibal couldn't help showing a cautious look: "Misha, can we get back together?"

Claire looked down at Hannibal and shook her head: "We have no conflict." When she saw Hannibal's disappointed expression, she said:

"Listen, Hannibal. You are a very good person, you should stay away from me." Claire touched Hannibal's black hair almost gently, and then took a step back.And Hannibal stood up: "Misha, you are the only relative I have in this world, the one who has experienced the cruel war with me. Before, before, it was because of me that we were separated. I'm estranged from time to time, but I hope to be by my side!"

He looked at Claire firmly.In the morning light, the girl's blond hair was warm and dazzling, but her blue eyes were deep and cold. The 11-year-old Misha has grown a lot taller, and her face is still childish, but her expression rarely reveals her emotions.

Claire: "Up to you."

In fact, at this time Claire no longer cared about Hannibal's thoughts.The reason is simple: she is dying.To be exact, Misha's body was about to collapse.

Claire was always sick, weak, sick, and coughing with the lung disease, but the symptoms had worsened a few months ago.Claire started coughing, accompanied by bloodshot, expectoration, chest pains, and wheezing.She woke up several times at night in a lack of oxygen due to breathing air crashes.

And it was also in this situation that Claire began to see the house he lived in in his dream.This was something that had never happened before when I went on a hunger strike and wanted to commit suicide.So Claire thinks that maybe one of the conditions of return is a natural death or a death caused by some unavoidable event.And this day is coming soon.

But Hannibal, who didn't know Claire's thoughts, was very happy!He smiled. "Then can we have breakfast together? Or lunch? Dinner?"

"You want to spend more time with [Misha]?" Claire asked.In exchange for Hannibal's unhesitating affirmation.She nodded, fulfilling the boy's wish.After all, maybe in a few months, he will say goodbye to [Misha].

And after this day, Hannibal began to appear frequently by Claire's side.Every morning Hannibal would wait by her door, preparing a glass of milk for Claire who had just left the house (everyone had only half a glass of milk for breakfast, and Hannibal poured them together for Claire to drink).After leaving the room, I will always prepare an extra piece of clothing, and once the wind blows (even if it is a breeze), it will be draped on Claire's shoulders immediately.Whenever I saw Ivan talking with Claire, he would immediately come to her side to expel unnecessary existence.

And this period of time will become Hannibal's most beautiful and important memory in the future.

It's not even possible to tell what changed, maybe it started when Hannibal smelled blood/smell in Claire's room (he was inexplicably sensitive to the smell of blood), and then found multiple blood-stained handkerchiefs under the bed.

This made Hannibal seem to return to the nightmare that appeared in his mind endlessly.Misha died, and she was powerless, there was no way to stop it!

The remorse and pain in his heart are simply indescribable. What on earth has he been doing for so many years?If, if not for negligence... The doctor shook his head regretfully and left.This is already the third doctor invited this week, but no matter who it is, the answers given are almost the same.

three months.Three months at most.

Claire touched Hannibal's short hair with a subtle reluctance: "I will miss you." However, Hannibal obviously understood it as other meanings.The boy trembled for a moment, and hugged Claire into his arms.Those blue eyes were blood red and ferocious: Misha!My Misha...!

A week later, Hannibal took Claire away.He decided to go back to Lithuania with his little sister.In that cold wooden house full of stories, there is the deepest memory of their life together.Even though it was full of terrible and cruel memories at the same time, but after Misha's condition got worse, thinking of Hannibal who was about to lose her forever, he felt that even here, there was no longer the slightest horror, even The rotten smell that once filled the nasal cavity, and the scalding broth that slid into the throat, all became strangely mysterious and delicious.

And Hannibal, who wanted to take his sister [to visit the past], did not know that when they entered Lithuania to apply for visas with all the procedures issued by the orphanage, they were stared at by the "friends" who had dinner together a few years ago. up.

This person is Geinz.

Geinz stayed in Lithuania by accident for various reasons, and replaced a Lithuanian named Oginets as a member of the army.And this Oginets, as the only "surviving" person in the X regiment during the war, Geinz won the military merits without any accident, and was promoted to the chief in just four years.

And he has already made greetings with various departments. If someone named [Misha Lecter] or [Hannibal Lecter] enters the country, he must be notified as soon as possible!

Then look what news he got? !This young girl who looks like a demon is about to die? !Goodness, this is a blessing from God!He was looking forward, looking forward... With the excitement and fear that he didn't know, he followed Hannibal and Misha, and came to this house that made him fall into nightmares countless times!

And Misha was left alone outside the door, her body no longer allowed her to enter the dusty room.Every breath would kill her.And Hannibal obviously had something he wanted to take away from here, so he leaned under the tree outside the room, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

This defenseless state made it easy for Geinz to succeed!

He laughed so excitedly - he caught his own nightmare!

"Don't! Do! It—" Hannibal warned, taking a step closer.Misha in Geinz's hand frowned, and she had to be patient to keep herself from coughing. After all, God knows, whether she would send her neck to the blade on her neck because she couldn't help coughing.

"Look at what I saw~~" Geinz said with emotion: "How long have I been dreaming about this scene?!"

"Countless nights! Countless nights I dreamed that I gutted Dortlich! Go clean his body! Then... um~~!" He retched, and the memory made his face pale, but The expression became even more ferocious: "Today! I want to end this dream at this moment!"

He let out a roar, and then he was about to cut off Claire's neck with the blade in his hand, but in an instant, Claire hit him hard with an elbow on the socket of his left arm, which bound him, and Geinz couldn't bear it Pain freed his left hand, Claire quickly squatted down, and Hannibal had already swung the iron rod at Geinz!

The man who was still arrogant a moment ago let out a muffled groan and passed out. Hannibal ignored him, and went straight to Claire who had a slight scratch on his neck: "Misha..." He seemed to sigh, and wrapped Claire into his arms , and then hugged her against the wall, watching her gradually fall asleep.

At this moment, Hannibal finally turned his head to look at the person behind him.

Geinz woke up tied to a tree, with Hannibal standing a few meters away from him, pulling a horse.This handsome young man smiled when he saw him wake up. The scar on his cheek was like a dimple, and he looked extraordinarily sweet and charming.

He said with a smile: "I have checked many superstitions that can cure diseases."

"In the Kompot province of Cambodia, people believe that cows, snakes, and turtles have natural powers, especially urine can cure all diseases."

"In Lima, the capital of Peru, some people believe that the ultrasonic waves of dolphins can stimulate human potential."

"Since ancient Egypt, humans have used leeches to treat blood disorders and immune diseases."

"It is said that in Thailand, there is a sand bath method that buries the patient in the sand up to the neck, and cures all diseases by wiping sweat from the face."

He frowned in distress, long lashes trembling over his eyelids, casting shadows on his face.There was a touch of melancholy in his expression: "But no matter how much information I checked, I couldn't implement them on Misha."

"Whether it's cow urine or leeches, dolphins or sand baths, they are all just so dirty and disgusting, full of incredible ignorance. If I propose such a treatment method to Misha, she will probably never look at me again in her life ...!" He didn't realize that his paranoid expression made people fearful, this kind of evil spirit raised because the other party no longer looked at him, had almost broken away from the emotion between brother and sister, and turned into pure paranoia that irrational , twisted and weird!

As the words fell, Hannibal slowly turned his gaze to Geinz.That gentlemanly, sweet smile appeared on his face again:

"But it doesn't matter, I thought of another way."

The author has something to say: Happy New Year~

I suddenly regret posting at this time, it’s so cold, so cold!

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