She woke up a little earlier than the old gentleman and slipped out of bed to prepare breakfast.

The professor was not sleeping deeply, and when she got up, he opened his eyes and put his arm around her waist.

"It's better to rest a little longer." She whispered.

The professor let go of his hand.

The lady got out of bed to wash up and prepare breakfast, but the professor couldn't actually sleep, so he sat up and turned on his phone.

After opening the lock screen, the wallpaper on the desktop is quite surprising.

The lady didn't take his phone, let alone look at it, his lock screen wallpaper is the default of the system, but when it is opened, it is a photo.

She was sitting at her desk, looking at something carefully, and holding an old steel notebook.

Wang's serious appearance is really eye-catching.

When did the professor shoot it?

It's not too early, and it's not too late, anyway.

When the lady returned shortly after, Pavarotti was absent, and she was left to take care of the breakfast, and when she returned, the professor was putting on his new shirt, and when he saw that she had put her breakfast down, he stretched out his hand to her and asked her to button herself.

"Are you a child?" The lady said angrily, and then sarcastically said, "Little baby, stand lower, mother is not good at buttoning the buttons." ”

The professor laughed and poked her in the head, but she dodged her.

The professor reached aside and pulled his tie over and handed it to her.

Wang Xizhi stretched out his hand to take it, and he bent over with his heart and asked the lady to help him tie it.

"It's cozy." "And hopefully it will continue like this." ”

The lady was noncommittal, fastened her tie, and pushed him back to the window, and the professor did not know what she was going to do, so he let her move, and then the king opened the curtains, and the sun poured down on him.

"Just stand here, it's going to go on forever." She is a serious person.

"You are indeed my warm morning light, can you read minds? So know what I think. The professor smiled, and he never had to be beaten up when he said good things.

"Let's have breakfast." Wang Xizhi said, stepping back, this time there was no soft feeling.

yes, she wants it to go on like this.

"King." The professor grabbed her wrist and hugged her tightly: "Do you believe that enough love can overcome many things?" It can drive people crazy and make people not desperate. ”

"Maybe." Wang Xizhi nodded and hugged him with his backhand, so tight, the last time he tried his best, it seemed that he was still in the alley in the rainstorm.

The professor was waiting for her answer, and when he couldn't get it, he was constantly uneasy.

After all, she didn't ask why you should give up your principles, not your ideals.

"Okay." Wang Xizhi said. "Okay."

A "good" word without a beginning or an end.

The professor asked her if she could go on like this, and if she could continue this companionship and warmth forever. Give up her insistence, give up her principles, give up everything that forced her.

But if the professor wants to be like Cesare in the future.

Wouldn't she be with people like her brother who killed her, Alice, Stewart, and Joan?

I'd rather believe that you'll never be like that.

What else could she do?

"Great." The professor rubbed her face, but this time she didn't scream for the piercing scum.

"Let's eat." Wang Xizhi let go of his hand, not happy or unhappy. "Let's go back to Dukka and then take the high-speed train back."

"Okay." The professor let go of her and kissed her face.

"For God's sake, you'd better scrape them." The lady said.

She smiled and said.

This put the professor at ease, and nothing seemed to change.

......

Outside the window is the scenery speeding by.

Wang sent a message to ask Ji about his recent situation, and he talked about their "Les Miserables" and a new case recently.

Originally, Ji wanted to tell them the inside story carefully, but the lady told her that she and the professor were already in the car going back, and Ji Qing and her could say it face to face, so there was no need to waste the phone bill.

The lady sat by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, she liked the window position, and the professor liked her inside, but it didn't conflict.

She cupped her cheeks in contemplation, while the professor read a book, which was pleasing to the eye when he was quiet.

Well, in fact, he is quite pleasing to the eye at all times.

......

It was an unexpected trip, and there were many surprises.

If it weren't for Ark's threat, I wouldn't have made the old gentleman uneasy, and perhaps he wouldn't have taken the initiative to break the deadlock so soon, though it wouldn't have lasted long.

As long as he wanted to, it wouldn't be too long to lie dormant and wait.

And Ark's invitation to me made him follow him without hesitation, and if it weren't for this trip, even if something like that happened that night, it might have been a long time before I accepted him and became the familiar person I am now.

In the face of death, people are often the most prone to transformation, and I have learned this in the past.

So in a game of death, it's very easy for me to trust him.

With so much going on, how could I doubt his sincerity?

At least I knew I was sincere, and I was sure that he must be the same.

If I can change for him, I think he should be able to change for me even in the future.

I'm not lying to myself, I believe it, even though I still don't know Taylor's whereabouts and what he wants to do.

It's been a while since I've seen Pavarotti, and although I haven't seen him before, he solved the problem and left, which should have been a normal thing, but Taylor's disappearance made me feel uneasy.

Just like the situation in Darkmond and Cesare's actions, but I chose to leave, leave Darkmond, the sooner the better.

When did I start to run away?

I can't do anything.

I couldn't do it anymore, so I ran away, and I was out of the maelstrom.

If it had been before, I should not have done this, I would have done it even if I couldn't, and I would not have been afraid of the whirlpool, even if it swallowed my ship to the bottom of the sea and buried me in the belly of a fish.

I became weak.

Love made me weak, Lanchester made me weak, I didn't want to leave him, I didn't dare to leave him, I was reluctant to leave him.

In the past, I had no scruples, because I had lost my loved ones, my best friends, and nothing could tie a lonely soul in this world anymore.

After losing family and friendship, I still need a feeling in life, which suddenly tied me up.

How could you fall in love with this stinky old gentleman? As long as someone asks about his problems, I can open my mouth and talk about a bunch of them.

If someone had told me before that I would like him, I would have thought it was ridiculous.

But this kind of feeling is so unreasonable.

......

Wang Xizhi turned his head, and the professor looked up at her from the book almost at the same time, and asked, "What's the matter, ma'am?" ”

"Want to eat something?"

Wang Xizhi shook his head and suddenly smiled.

The professor was confused.

In fact...... Although it is sometimes easy for a lady to guess, it is impossible to guess all those delicate thoughts.

But the professor was able to understand the conclusions she had reached and the emotions she expressed.

For example, such a look seems to say "I love you".

The lady always felt susceptible to drowning in his gentle eyes.

But for this old gentleman, why not?