[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

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PART1. [Funeral]

[Death is very democratic.He is equal before all, and in due time we shall come before him.

On this day, we will realize that life is so short.In the end, what judges our life is not the eyes of others, but our God, and it is the life recorded in the heavenly book. ]

[For believers, death is not a leap into darkness, but an entrance into a glorious, new birth. ]

The pastor lowered his head, crossed himself reverently towards the tomb, and then looked at the few people who participated in the funeral.There was compassion and understanding in his eyes, and he asked: "Everyone here, is there anything else you want to say to Miss Sophie Roy?"

Hill's expression was blank, even though it had been a few days, he still couldn't understand the situation.He looked blankly at Claire Vidor standing on his left, and the person who had the same face as his lover winked at him.

Look, she even blinks at exactly the same frequency as Sophie!

Oh shit, maybe he should believe in God too?Otherwise, how to explain this... miracle?

Then he saw Claire close her eyes, her face was almost transparent against the background of the morning light, as if she was about to disappear into the light, which made Hill couldn't help stretching out his hand to hold Claire tightly.

Then his lover held his hand back, looked at her coffin which was being filled with soil, and whispered the final eulogy softly.

She said: "For believers, the resurrection of Jesus Christ has overcome the cruel death. We have surrendered our sins to Christ our Savior. For us, death is not the end."

Claire smiled: "Our hope has gone beyond the grave..."

She turned her head to look at Hill, and Claire couldn't help laughing because of Hill's absence.Then her lover shook his shoulders uncomfortably under her gaze, concealing his uneasiness, and at the same time silently clenched their hands again.

PART2.[Moving]

"Do you like it here?" The man looked out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, where there was a garden carefully built by the previous owner, swaying slightly in the warm wind.

His questions are casual and natural. Of course, if he can control his hand clasping the window edge because of nervousness, it will make him look more confident.

Claire nodded her chin maliciously: "Hmm..." She tilted her head in hesitation, and then saw her lover's fingers silently resting on the window.Well, that's right, he's like the cat with its ears pricked up in cartoons who thinks no one notices!

"Pfft," she laughed under Hill's gaze: "I mean, I like this place so much~! Of course, maybe you'd rather tell me, where did you get the money to buy the house~?"

Hill's inner OS: Why can't you just be responsible for spending money =口=!

PART3.[Work]

"Don't you think your work will take up a lot of our time together?" Hill looked at the many documents Claire had piled up on the table, wondering why she kept herself so busy, and translating?Maybe she should talk to herself about who she has learned so many languages ​​with...

Claire touched her nose: "Of course, if you can stay at home more time, I will do the same~"

Hill stared at the documents gloomily, looking as if he wanted to throw them into the fire—

Then he heard his own tone of compromise: "Okay. Like you said, ordinary people's lives are enough, why should I make myself rich (by doing bad things)?" He even rolled his eyes in a somewhat smug expression, and then couldn't help laughing along with his lover: "Maybe you are willing to try the softness of our lawn with me? You know, I want to try it many times~"

"Hmm~" Claire's index finger rubbed against Hill's collarbone suggestively, and then pointed to her own lips: "But I might have to deal with these damn files first~"

... well, damn the data!

PART4.[Pie]

[Boom! ] Another pie exploded in the oven.

Claire squatted helplessly in the kitchen, lamenting that she was not as good as Mrs. Vido's culinary talent, but it was the simplest apple pie. She couldn't even do such a simple thing?

It's incredible!

Facing Claire's disbelief, Hill, who was standing at the kitchen door, wasn't sure if his decision to propose today was a bit out of date... Uh, yes, it seems out of date?

"Maybe you'd like to go out to eat with me?" Hill tried to divert Claire's attention: "You know, maybe you can't do it well because you don't eat enough. If you try some different foods, then you will Find the one that works for you," probably.

Claire blinked, she turned her head to look at Hill, and after a while, she moved her face closer to her lover, threatening: "You should know that everything you just said has no basis, right?"

Hill stared at Claire for a long time, then smiled helplessly: "No, I just know that I love you."

PART5.[Sick]

"Damn it, why am I in such a mess, this #￥%￥%@ virus, I want #@...#%!" Clare silently took out the thermometer from Hill's mouth, and looked at the temperature that showed 38.9, and then silently turned over Rolled his eyes, then sighed.

Well, at least he still has the strength to curse.

"Where are you going?" Hill clenched Claire's wrist, his face did not hide his disbelief, and the explanation was probably [I'm fucking sick and dying and you want to leave me? ! ]

"I'm just going to get your medicine, I'll be back soon, okay?" Claire stroked Hill's hair, the undyed hair color still has the most original chestnut gold color, which looks softer under the light.

Then her lover showed the bad temper typical of patients, with a proud tone and a serious expression: "You can come back soon!"

When Claire came back after finding the medical kit and fever-reducing stickers, Hill had already fallen asleep on the bed.His brows were slightly frowned, and he kept tossing and turning, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare.

Claire watched, and then saw her lover's nose silently blowing out a snot bubble...well, yes, it even got bigger a little bit, and then burst with a [snap].

Then Hill woke up with a start. He looked around the room in a daze, and looked at Claire standing by the bed, his eyes were bloodshot due to fever.

"You're too slow!" Hill complained.

Then his lover lowered his head helplessly and kissed his forehead.

She sounded like she was apologizing for something else.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," she said.

PART6.[Unsolved Mysteries]

"Do you think I'm fat?" Claire asked Hill in the mirror.The eyes of the man behind him flickered, he changed his sitting position silently, and changed the side of the Gotham newspaper by the way.

"Is there?" he asked.

Claire turned her head and looked at herself in the mirror carefully, she looked very troubled!

"Yes, I think so...I always feel like I want to forget something very important."

Hill silently changed his sitting position again: "...Really?"

Claire stopped what she was doing, and she turned around and walked in front of her lover: "Tell me, are you hiding something from me?"

Hill's movements stopped, and after a stalemate for a while, he had to look at his lover: "If you mean that you didn't come during your menstrual period last month, and I didn't remind you, and the menstrual period this month If you still postpone the matter of 7 days and still disappear—yes, you are too slow."

He shrugged, and silently raised the newspaper to his eyes again.

………………

"What?" Claire couldn't react for a moment: "You mean, I'm pregnant?"

"I didn't say that..." Hill coughed, "I mean, maybe."

Then he took out the pregnancy test paper that he had prepared for a long time in his bedside cabinet, his eyes sparkled inexplicably: "I knew you would definitely need this."

very good……

But who will tell her that they who use condoms every time, how can such an accident that Hill is not surprised by happen to happen?

This is probably an unsolved mystery with many stories.

PART7.[Wedding]

"Claire~" Hill called her name, the tie around his neck made him feel like he was about to faint.Hill felt extremely annoyed, why would there be such a tedious and boring thing like a wedding ceremony?

And Claire, who was busy with the final makeup, obviously had no time to pay attention to him, so he had to walk around the stairs anxiously twice, and then waited for the bride to be led down by her mother from upstairs.

"Hill."

He turned around.Claire on the stairs was smiling and looking down at him.

His lover looked...beautiful.Unable to describe how he felt, Hill only felt that his inexplicable eye circles were red.Those old wounds on her face were covered up by delicate makeup, and it was hard to see clearly without looking carefully.Her hair was carefully coiled and tied behind her head, exposing her slender and slender neck.

She watched him.Then he walked through the crowd, walking slowly but firmly towards him.

Hill closed his eyes.At this moment, he was finally able to convince himself that the future that had repeatedly appeared in dreams in recent years had been changed.He will no longer be a clown, he will be an ordinary person with an ordinary life as she wished.

Because Claire, his lover, his wife, and his soul came to him through time for such a dream.

"Did I tell you I love you?" Hill asked.

"Of course, you say it every day, are you going to confess to me again~" Claire joked.

Hill placed a kiss on the back of Claire's right hand.

"Will you be bored?" He couldn't help but tighten his fingers.

Then Hill heard Claire ask back: "Did I tell you that I love you?"

He couldn't speak for a while, and then his lover moved closer to his lips, and the voice was so gentle that it seemed to melt in his ears.

She laughed:

"I love you."

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