Yellow hair can also have a husband-chasing crematorium

Helena looked away, lifted her skirt slightly, and sat on the wicker chair opposite Langdon.

Silence reigned over the observation deck.

Langdon didn't want to talk at first, but considering that he didn't speak, Helena was the one who brought up the topic, maybe it was a topic he didn't want to hear, so a few seconds later, Langdon took the lead to ask: "Helena, what have you been talking about lately?" how have you been?"

"Not bad, maybe it would have been better if you hadn't asked Miss Cyrunita for treatment." Helena replied quietly.

Langdon: "..."

He and Helena really don't have a common language if they can be instantly cold with just a routine greeting.

"I think treatment is still necessary." Langdon stated his opinion calmly, "Haven't you felt a little more relaxed recently?"

"...So, this is what Miss Siluneta told you?" Helena said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "'Miss Helena is getting better recently, and the treatment is effective'—is that so? Then you Just believe it?"

Langdon pressed between his eyebrows: "Maybe you can't feel it, but treatment is definitely better than no treatment."

"I've told you many times, Langdon, that I don't think I'm sick, so there's no such thing as treatment being better than no treatment."

Helena lightly touched her forehead: "I've already cooperated with you very much. You asked me to treat you, and I will treat you too... I've been waiting for you to see the truth...but you haven't seen it yet."

"... Helena, you are really ill, Flora said—"

"Flora once belittled you like that. Why do you still believe her diagnosis of me? You know that our relationship is not good. Can't you see that Flora said I was sick? Is it just to make you afraid, so you dare not come to see me?"

Helena looked worried: "You still said you don't want me to care about you, but I didn't take a look at you, and you forgave Flora... You still believe in her diagnosis so much, you are always so credulous, how can I rest assured ?”

Langdon fell into a new round of silence.

Wait, let him sort out Helena's logic...it's a little difficult to understand...

Helena didn't give Langdon time to think, she went on logically and logically.

"You don't have to worry so much. I just lost control of my magic power last time. Because it's half a mental system, it doesn't look right. In fact, I've adjusted it now...Langdon, don't keep your distance from me anymore. , that was really just an accident."

How could Langdon leave her?It was just that those people had tricked Langdon into thinking she would hurt him, so they refused to come to see her.

She shouldn't have agreed to treatment, because that gave Langdon the wrong signal that she was really sick.

But she just wanted to give Langdon a chance to prove that he is not the kind of person who can be easily deceived by others...

But she endured it for a long time, and Langdon was still being lied to. She really couldn't bear it anymore, and had to tell Langdon that he was wrong again this time.

As long as the misunderstanding can be resolved, Langdon will no longer avoid her.

Helena looked at Langdon looking at her confusedly and vigilantly, and persuaded him very helplessly.

"Langdon, believe me, I really don't feel anything wrong with my spirit. You can't trust Flora's diagnosis just because she is a saint. People have selfishness. What kind of person is she? Haven't you seen it before?"

"...I still trust Flora in this regard, and she has already admitted her mistake."

Helena immediately said: "Then I also admit my mistake, why didn't you believe me? I was indeed ignorant at the time, and when Lilica gave false testimony, you obviously saw it too, didn't you? I also asked Lilica Why did you give false testimony, but she refused to answer...By the way, I heard that you were even inquiring about Lilica's whereabouts some time ago...Is it because you think I'm a patient, so you only alienate me so much?"

"Do not."

Langdon replied: "It's because even if you admit your mistake, you still feel that your mistake is justified in your heart. You can always find a hundred reasons to justify yourself-you should be grateful that you are a patient, not just keep saying that you are wrong." Deny it, or I'm afraid you won't be able to talk to you so calmly when you see me."

Helena showed an incomprehensible expression: "Langdon, why would you rather trust the judgment of outsiders than believe that I am really not sick?"

After a pause for a few seconds, Langdon said in a delicate tone: "Flora said you were sick, and Cyrunita said you were sick, but you are the only one who thinks you are not sick... Should you reflect on it?"

This sounded a little familiar.

Helena was in a trance for a moment.

【"Langdon, why do others say that about you, only you think you are right? Shouldn't you reflect on it?"】

The brain became chaotic like a paste, Helena rubbed her forehead, trying to refute with her own logic: "But... I do feel that I'm fine..."

Langdon couldn't help laughing.

"I also said at the time that I did nothing wrong, did you believe it?" Langdon's tone became sarcastic when he was provoked by Helena's double label, "You refused to believe me, but now you ask me to believe you ?”

"Langdon, you can't let your emotions affect your judgment, and you shouldn't blame the past for the present." Helena frowned. "It was true that I did something wrong at the time, but I did it for your own good..."

Langdon interrupted Helena with an exaggerated sigh.

"Helena, maybe you don't believe me, but it's because my emotions don't affect my judgment that you can talk to me here now, but if you keep saying things for my own good, I probably won't be able to continue to promise gone."

Helena's face was a little pale, but she still insisted: "Langdon, even if you insist that I have mental problems that need treatment, it would be a wrong decision for Hirunita to come. After all, she is an outsider. If there is something in my mind What secret did she know—”

Langdon could tell that Helena was just putting it another way.

Because when it comes to outsiders, as long as the Stuart family does not have a magician with a spiritual department or a dark attribute, they are all outsiders, and they are not suitable for treating Helena. Naturally, she does not need to receive treatment, and then she can I am more determined that I am not sick.

"I don't think you know anything that can't be known." Having said that, Langdon's expression became a little weird. "Besides, if you want to talk about my family's secrets, maybe Lilica knows more than you."

"How is it possible!" Helena didn't believe it, "Lilika was only raised as a guard, and my mother only educated me to be responsible for taking over the affairs of the family. She said that only I was irreplaceable..."

"It doesn't refer to that aspect, but mother does hide some things from you but not from Lilica."

Langdon sighed: "And I don't understand why you have been so convinced that what your mother said is correct, and what you said is irreplaceable... It is clear that what she taught you is not something that no one can replace? I advise you Don't believe what mother said, she simply..."

This was what Helena couldn't listen to calmly, and she couldn't help standing up: "Langdon! You think I was wrong, and now you think my mother is wrong. Do you think you are the only one who is right? Arbitrary They thought I was sick and insisted on arranging treatment for me, but I said I don’t need—”

Helena looked at Langdon's eyes that were originally as calm as the sea, and looked at her indifferently and distantly as if covered with a layer of frost.

"Are you sure you don't need it?" he asked.

Helena pursed her lips: "Yes, I'm sure I don't need it, I don't want us to argue about this matter..."

"……what."

Langdon smiled with a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Helena, we won't argue about this anymore...you win."

Helena didn't feel happy. Seeing Langdon's reaction, she panicked for unknown reasons. She couldn't help but confirm what he meant: "Does it mean that we can give up the treatment?"

"Yes." Langdon smiled slightly, "Not only did I give up the treatment, I also gave up on you...you can be happy now, Helena."

[ps: add more!One more time to settle the bill!I feel like I can be lazy for the rest of this month... Good night everyone~]

31. Smile (3k)

……Eh?

Helena froze.

As if time stood still, her thoughts slowed down, making it a little difficult for her to understand the meaning of what Langdon said just now.

What to give up?

Are you talking about treatment?Why did Langdon suddenly say... give up on her?

What does it mean?

Helena couldn't understand, and didn't want to understand, she just looked at Langdon blankly, as if sinking into the deep sea, her chest gradually swelled with dull pain.

Langdon was laughing.

It seemed that the burden that had been weighing on him had finally been let go. His smile was pure and pure that Helena had not seen for many years. He was relaxed like a heavy burden, and his speech was a little brisk.

"If you don't want to treat it, let it be cured. I have to choose between being pissed off by you and being responsible to the end...Since you ask so strongly, you probably won't cooperate anymore, so forget it. You can do whatever you want in the future, but don't come here. Come to me, and I will do my best to you."

He stood up and slapped his trouser legs, casting a casual glance at Helena.

"What's the matter, Helena, isn't this what you want? Why this expression? Smile."

Helena didn't know what expression she had.

She just stared blankly at Langdon's expression of relief and joy, feeling as if a cluster of flames had been ignited in her brain, making her fall into a state of high fever, groggy and excruciating pain, as if a flame flowed down her heart between her breaths Like blood vessels, it brings unbearable pain.

Even before Langdon moved out of the Duke's mansion, Helena had never been so panic-stricken before when Langdon sneered at her who came to the door in the other mansion.

Because at that time, no matter how Langdon drew a clear line, he still regarded her as an "existence related to him", even if it was a trouble that needed to be solved, it was an invisible connection.

The cold eyes, alienated attitude, and cautious mood when he saw her were all proofs that he still cared about her.

But now, like he said...

He gave up.

Langdon, soft-hearted and responsible, finally gave up this heavy burden.

He also gave up his aversion to her, and his sense of responsibility for her that caused it.

This made Langdon look relaxed and happy like a newborn.

Langdon, who always looked serious when he faced her, was even able to joke with her now—

"...No, no...it's not like this..." Helena stood up flustered and confused, "Langdon, I just want to clear up the misunderstanding. You can't always follow your emotions and go from one extreme to the other. To the other extreme..."

"whatever you think."

Langdon said as he planned to leave: "Anyway, even if there is a misunderstanding now, as long as I don't interfere with you, the misunderstanding doesn't really matter, does it? You should quickly adjust your mentality, don't you still have to face everyone on the street?" Do you explain it to someone who misunderstood you?"

"How can it be the same!" Helena raised her voice, "I only care about what you think!"

Langdon paused.

Hope rose in Helena's eyes.

Although the mother said, she will definitely be misunderstood by Langdon, thinking that she doesn't care about him, thinking that she just wants everything to work well...

But it's not like that, she really cares about Langdon, and she feels bad when Langdon misunderstood her, but it's hard to explain before, once explained, Langdon may think she's too talkative, so that she can't discipline her anymore Landon.

Now if he can explain clearly and let Langdon understand that she really cares about him, Langdon will definitely...

"Actually, I've been waiting for your words before. If you said that a year in advance, I might still be moved. Don't you think it's a bit late to say it now?"

Langdon said with a relaxed smile, turning his head to the side.

"And what you have always cared about is your own thoughts, Helena, if you really cared about my thoughts, all this would not happen now—but it doesn't matter, I don't care anymore, you can continue to immerse yourself in Don't wake up from the sweet dream you had, don't take me with you, I have other things to do...Let's go, senior sister."

Helena's face was pale, as pale as snow, and sharp emotions gradually rose in her icy blue eyes: "Langdon! Stop! I haven't finished yet!"

She reached out, trying to catch Langdon's jacket flying up.

Can't let him leave like this!

Helena's intuition told her.

Mother, teach me, what should I do now... Should I stop him, tell him clearly, let him take back what he just said, otherwise, just like last time, I will control him in my——

Helena's hand was blocked by the scabbard.

She froze for a moment, then looked up along the scabbard.

The girl knight with long orange hair has restrained her usual warm smile, and her eyes are as cold and sharp as the blade of an approaching sword.

"Miss Helena, please stop." The tone of the young knight also sank, with unquestionable indifference, "The duke doesn't want to talk to you anymore, if you go any further, what I'm holding in my hand may not be the scabbard gone."

"Get out of the way!" Helena angrily tried to remove the scabbard, but found that the scabbard was not moving at all. "Langdon! Langdon!"

She looked behind the knight in panic, and found that Langdon had already gone some distance away, he seemed to have no interest in what happened behind him, as if he would never look back at her again.

Helena gritted her teeth, and the magic power in her body boiled up, intending to withstand all the attacks and break through the knight's blockade.

But before her magical power was fully built, the scabbard that was fighting with her was suddenly retracted. Taking advantage of the moment when her magical power was confused due to her loss of balance, a hand knife hit the back of Helena's neck, making her dizzy past.

Bridget caught the fainted Helena with one hand, was silent for a second, and shouted with some headache: "Duke—"

Langdon, who didn't look back after Helena yelled just now, turned his head and glanced, stunned for a moment: "Did you knock her out?"

"Yeah, what should I do now?" Bridget said distressedly, "I didn't expect her to be so weak in fighting, and she succeeded all at once. I wanted to lure her away..."

Langdon was speechless: "What illusion do you have about your combat power?"

Anyway, he is also the proud disciple of the head of the Royal Knights. If Helena, who has just awakened the magic of blood, can fight with Bridget, it can only show that the head is in a daze.

"Because Duke, you are very cautious every time you see Miss Helena... You even told me to play it by ear."

"...I have a psychological shadow."

Anyone who is locked in a small black room will be cautious when they see the mastermind again.

Bridget still carried Helena to the princess for the time being, and strode forward, only slowing down a little when she got close to Langdon: "By the way, that, Duke, are you alright?"

"Huh?" Langdon knew what Bridget was worried about, he thought for a while, "It's good, it can't be better."

He really relied on his sense of responsibility to maintain Helena before, and the responsibility of his mother's crimes was on him, which brought him heavy pressure.

It's not that he hasn't considered giving up, but he just thinks that Helena has cooperated so much recently, so if he can save her again, what if it can still be saved?