The childish voice of the fairy tale came to an abrupt end. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Jack looked at his frozen mother and asked, "I hear the doorbell, Mom." ”

Erin suspected she had misheard. The villa has an automatic security system in place and no one without authorization is allowed to enter the courtyard. Moreover, in the dead of night, everyone had turned off the lights, and according to politeness, no one would come to visit.

Erin sat up straight like a vigilant groundhog, pricking up her ears and listening as if she were on the verge of an enemy.

The doorbell rang again.

Erin panicked, patted Jack's little head, and gently advised: "Hide in the quilt, I will lock the door, no matter what." ”

Jack nodded obediently.

Erin left, and when she took the door, she carried a metal bat in her hand, carried it behind her back, and walked gently to the main entrance, glancing at the monitor, but there was no human figure. She was even more suspicious, frowned, reached out and pressed the microphone, and asked softly, "Who?" ”

The intercom rustled, and Charlie's hoarse voice came: "Irene." It's me. ”

Erin suddenly understood. The security system of Allen's family was installed by Charlie for them, so it was naturally ineffective against Charlie himself. But at this time, when she heard Charlie's voice, Erin's heart seemed to be grabbed by a dragon's claws, and she was so nervous that she was about to crush it. She held her breath and shook for a moment, holding on to her bat before she could stand still.

Then Erin quickly opened the door and shouted, "Where's Alan! ”

As soon as the door opened, the light flickered, causing Charlie to tilt his head and squint, casting a line of light and dark silhouettes in the dark courtyard. The two black-clad agents who were smoking outside the fence turned their heads to look at the side, the scarlet cigarette butts flickering in the night.

Erin didn't see her husband, who was waiting day and night. I only saw a wheelchair that was incredibly sophisticated, and Charlie was wearing a plastic neck brace, with bandages wrapped around his bare skin, still wearing the uniform suit of the man in black, looking up at himself in the wheelchair, still expressionless, but without the previous indifference.

Seeing Charlie's appearance, Erin guessed something: Alan and Charlie went on the expedition together, Charlie was injured and returned, but Alan did not stand by Charlie's side.

Where did Eren go? Shouldn't he come back with Charlie?

Erin suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, tears had already wet her eyelashes, sobbing and trembling, two lines of hot tears rolled down, just watching Charlie cry, she couldn't say a word.

Charlie's wheelchair stopped in the cold wind and looked up at Irene, who was staggering from crying, his hands on his knees, his fingers wrenched together in his sleeves. He looked at Erin blankly for a long time before he opened his dry lips and said dryly:

"Eren died."

"Oh, I knew there was such a day!" Irene heard that the conjecture was confirmed, and with her other hand she held her face, leaning against the door and sobbing uncontrollably, the metal bat "clanging" and rolling to the ground: "That's why I hate you!" Every time you show up outside the fence I'm scared because I know you're going to take Alan with you, yes! I knew that day would come sooner or later! ”

Charlie was stunned for a while, suddenly moved, stretched out his fingers from his sleeve, pressed them on the on-board computer, and the wheelchair started silently and drove lightly into the living room. In this way, he looked up and passed by the woman who was leaning against the door and weeping, and uninvited, looking around the familiar and unfamiliar living room. Erin didn't care about him at all, the more she cried, the weaker she became, and she tried to restrain herself from drinking, afraid that Jack would hear her cry, and finally her legs went limp, and she slipped to the ground, holding her face and crying.

Charlie looked up and walked around the customer hall, stopped his wheelchair, struggled to stand up, staggered to his feet, and said dryly, "I'll take care of you and Jack." ”

Erin wiped her tears and stood up, swallowing her tears, staring at Charlie's back with hatred, pointing to the stairs silently, and said softly, "Oh, yes? Then tell Jack for me that his father is dead! Never back! I don't care what heavenly lies you weave, I can't open my mouth to Jack, you know? I can't. I can't fucking do that! ”

Erin hugged her chest and bowed her head in pain, like a little girl afraid of the cold, hugged herself tightly and curled up, her blonde hair was messy and drooping, and she was trembling and sobbing: "You go and tell him!" ”

Check Jack's innocent face. I think of the child's longing blue eyes. remembered Allen's words of coaxing the child before leaving:

"Daddy's gone to save the world."

Erin couldn't stop crying and muttered weakly, "I can't do ......******!" What should I tell Jack! Jack is still waiting for his dad to play the game console together, and the game console that Alan bought for him has been refusing to open it! ”

Charlie's nose was sore, and he looked up at the ceiling, feeling like he was about to cry without tears, and he couldn't make a sneeze. He trembled out of the wheelchair, lowered his head and held on to the dining table before standing tremblingly, shivering and taking off his sunglasses, holding back his tears with a straight face, shaking and folding his sunglasses and putting them in his inner pocket, hearing the woman crying helplessly behind him, but he didn't dare to look back.

He saw half a bottle of Bourbon on the wine cabinet, and his fingertips involuntarily reached out, nostalgic for the taste of being drunk in alcohol. Even waking up with a headache in your own vomit is more comfortable than it is now.

Erin muttered bitterly, "Oh my God, how do I tell Jack!" Looking up with teary eyes, he saw Charlie reaching out to take the Bourbon, and his heart was suddenly cold, anger rose from his heart, and he snorted coldly: "Yes, a hangover is the best solution." If you drink one cup at a time, you can sleep on the sofa and have no worries! ”

Charlie's trembling fingers hung in the air like a thunderbolt, and he woke up from a dream: "I must quit drinking." ”

Why am I so dependent on alcoholism? Because I don't want to face reality? Still don't want to face yourself?

Oh yes. You can escape reality by closing the curtains, but you can only get drunk all night without facing yourself.

Despicable self. Dictatorial self. Nothing for yourself. Not to be left behind.

Charlie looked at his trembling fingers, his mind wandering. His mind was as fast as a blade in a meat grinder, and as slow as sticky blood flowing. He desperately resisted the urge to reach for his bourbon.

"But now, there is no escape." He cursed to himself with a blank face, "You have to face yourself and get to work." ”

Suddenly, Jack's immature childish voice floated softly: "What are you doing?" ”

Jack somehow got up and stood up the stairs in Snoopy's pajamas, his chin against the railing, sullen at Charlie.

Erin's crying stopped abruptly, and she lowered her head to wipe her tears from side to side, desperately holding back the afterglow of sobbing, which sounded like hiccup.

Charlie looked up in amazement, and finally showed a dazed expression, and looked at Jack's chubby little face with his mouth open.

"Where's Daddy?" Jack broke the silence again and asked dissatisfied.

Erin finally wiped away her tears, her eyes were swollen like peaches, she calmed down, dodged and replied, "Uh, dear ......" Erin lowered her head and covered her nose, restrained for a long time before calming down, raised her head and continued: "Uncle Charlie will tell you everything." ”

Jack's gaze drifted back to Charlie's face, staring sullenly at him, waiting for Charlie to answer. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian. com) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. qidian。 com read. (To be continued.) )