"Ma'am." Nightingale's figure appeared on one side of the room, her snowflake-colored eyes mixed with surprise and panic, the meaning of which was almost completely indistinguishable.

"You ......" she tried to say something, but eventually stopped, just looking at Agnes quietly, her attention almost entirely on Agnes' eyes, as if searching for something.

Agnes withdrew her gaze from the mirror and looked at Nightingale with an inquiring look, without speaking.

Nightingale finally seemed to bend down towards Agnes with a sense of frustration, and fell completely to the ground in a pilgrimage posture.

Angnes subconsciously put down her hand that was wiping the black and red liquid that was constantly flowing down her face, slowly squatted down, and her hand with black and red marks gently pressed on Nightingale's stacked hands.

"What are you panicking about?" Agnes asked softly.

"Forgive me, ma'am, for being selfish," Nightingale's voice sounded a little muffled, her folded hands trembling faintly as she pressed Agnes' hand over it, "when I found out...... I didn't tell you about your differences. ”

"What's the difference?" Agnes couldn't help but sigh slightly, the black-red liquid dripping down the edges of her face and flowing through the cracks between her fingers on Nightingale's hands, "People can't always choose between faith and selfish desires, and so do spirit creatures. But obedience to selfish desires can only create an inferior complex in the person who truly tries to believe wholeheartedly, and the resulting pain is the source of his difference. ”

Nightingale's body gradually trembled, and she lifted her lowered head almost instantly, and fixed her gaze on Angnes's face.

"Maybe you need to think for a while." Agnes withdrew her hand from Nightingale's hands and whispered.

She didn't say anything more, just stood up and cast her gaze on Hye-jin's figure calmly looking out of the mirror.

Nightingale slowly rose and bowed to Agnes, and the figure disappeared in a ripple.

"You know exactly what to expect." Agnes spoke only after Nightingale's voice had faded from the room.

"The desire to remember is indeed what you want to do, isn't it?" The corners of Hui Zhen's mouth in the mirror gradually hooked a calm smile, "It doesn't need you to do anything, it just needs you to see and know, you won't be miserable because you can't do it, and you don't need to be forced to abandon something......"

Agnes listened to Hye-jin's voice, gradually narrowing her eyes, she looked at the calm mask that Hye-jin had put on when she communicated with Nightingale, and pulled the corners of her mouth slightly.

"You seem to be more ...... than I am Be sensitive," she whispered, leaning closer to the mirror, with her palm pressed against the mirror, "I remember the first time I saw you in Bodivia, and you said, 'Never leave everything you limit, just let yourself be overwhelmed by all the real memories'." ”

"I don't think I'm a person who will stop at what happened in the past, and your words seem like a calm narrative, but if you think about the meaning of the words, you can see that you are both reluctant to put your memories behind and painful about them......"

Agnes looked at Hui Zhen's eyes that twitched slightly, and her words paused slightly, and finally spoke: "You chose to let me establish the desire to remember because of the contents of those memories? ”

"When did you remember?" Agnes's words were a little more urgent when Hye-jin closed her eyes, "What memory of Hye-jin am missing? Or is it the memory of the last time I saw 'Hui Zhen', or is it even earlier? ”

Hye-jin closed her eyes and didn't answer, but she didn't disappear from the mirror either, she stayed there quietly, without any movement.

"Tell me." Agnes calmed down again and spoke in a commanding tone.

"It's all yours." Hui Zhen opened her eyes, looked at Agnes with dark brown eyes, and said softly.

"All that should be mine?" Agnes couldn't help but frown, but Hye-jin didn't say anything more.

"Well, let's talk about something else," Agnes said slowly, with a slight smile on her face, in a declarative tone, "the desire to remember is mine. ”

Hui Zhen nodded and did not speak.

"Heh," Agnes chuckled lowly, "Dao Heart...... Popularity. ”

She withdrew her gaze from looking in the mirror, turned and opened the door and walked into the bathroom.

......

The last day of the year is still an important day for most of the inhabitants of Olawe, and the sojourners of Rune even set off a few fireworks on the pier after midnight, even if Agnes lived close to the suburbs.

"It's less than half an hour before the bell rings," Agnes said casually, retracting her gaze from the fireworks and looking at Lani, who was struggling to bite through the food Agnes' cooking, "If you're going to talk to me for a long time, you can start now." ”

"I thought someone from a good background like you wouldn't learn a skill like cooking." Lani looked up at Agnes, who was sitting across the table, and spoke.

"You want to talk to me about this?" Agnes raised an eyebrow, "Actually, I learned it because I was angry with my mother. ”

"I once had a quarrel with my mother, and she didn't say that she would not give me food anymore, and then I got angry and went to learn how to cook by myself."

The corners of Lani's mouth twitched.

"You can laugh out loud if you want to," said Agnes, casually curling her finger and tapping on the table, "there's nothing to be embarrassed about." ”

Lani raised her hand and tugged at her cheek, making her expression a little more serious, before she looked up at Agnes and said, "My instincts tell me that what you told me is true." ”

"Of course it's true." Agnes couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth as she watched Lani's movements, but it didn't happen to Agnes, and she added in her heart.

She couldn't help but smile on her lips, and quickly retracted her gaze, her gaze nonchalantly on Lani, who was looking at her, as if her attention wasn't entirely there.

"So, why are you treating me like that," Lani said, taking a deep breath and speaking in a cautious tone, "I mean, I'm actually your captive, aren't I?" And you meant to kill me. ”

Agnes' gaze was finally fully on Lani.

"You asked me this question ten days ago, and you got the answer from me," she said slowly with a standard smile, "I don't want to kill your child, and I have some expectations for your choice. ”