The door opened very quietly, as if afraid of disturbing the sleeping people inside, and carefully pushed the door open, and in the half-open door walked a maid with a basin of water. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bang!" the silver basin fell from the maid's hand, and the warm water and towels in the basin were spilled all over the ground, and the basin fell on the white tiled floor with a loud sound.

The room was large and ornate, with a rectangular scale, with expensive tiles on the walls and floor, the head of the bed was close to the wall, the bed was located in the center to the left, and the north was the position leading to the balcony, but at this time it was covered with heavy curtains to prevent sunlight from penetrating, and the room was a little dim.

As usual, this maid should have waited for the little boy lying unconscious on the bed in this room from morning to night, helped him change his clothes, wiped his body with a towel, kept it clean, would carefully cover him with a quilt to prevent him from catching a cold, and at night would take out a fairy tale book to tell him stories, if it were not for the little boy in the bed who was motionless, some people would definitely think that this maid was a good maid who was dutiful.

The maid kept doing this for about a few months, like a robot that didn't know how to get tired, and she kept a high intensity all the time, silently guarding the little boy's bedside, and she always guarded him with the hope that the little boy would wake up.

Today, too, as usual, she would get up early and come to the little boy's bedside to wash his face, but when she opened the door more than a thousand times, she saw a scene that made her very happy, the little boy woke up, he didn't know when he pushed off the quilt on his upper body, half sat on the bed, and looked ahead in a daze.

Hearing the sound, the little boy turned his head to look in the direction of the door, his eyes were covered with white bandages, and his long black hair was gone, turning into very short black hair, as if it had grown back, and he was wearing a white pajamas.

"Welcome home...... Harry!" The maid held back the tears that were about to flow from her eyes, walked to the bed, hugged the little boy on the bed, and the tears finally flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, and said in a crying voice.

"Why not a dream? No...... It's gone. Harry's grief-stricken voice whispered in Kalia's ear, like the words of a child who had lost his beloved toy after searching for it to no avail.

When Kalia heard his voice, she hugged him even tighter, she thought Harry was talking about his eyes, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, your eyes will be fine, don't worry." ”

Harry, on his side, showed an expression that was even more sad than crying, I don't know whether to cry or be sad, because his eyes are still in the repair stage, and some functions cannot be used, including tears of sadness, which is difficult for Harry, he can only make such an expression to express the emotions in his heart as if he was torn.

In the spiritual world at that time, Harry couldn't find Kira anyway, he didn't know how long he had been looking, even if he was very tired, he still didn't give up searching, in the bottomless water, he called out to Kira, no one responded, search, search, as time went by, Harry cried and searched, showing a sad expression, Kira still didn't appear, even if he knew that Kira was gone, Harry still deceived himself into looking for her, he didn't want to believe that Kira disappeared, he didn't want to believe that she died like this.

It's a dream, isn......'t it? This is... Dreams, the merciless fact pierced Harry's heart like a sharp sword, mercilessly.

Harry didn't know when he fainted, only that he had sunk into the darkness with tears in his eyes.

The important person disappeared because of his willfulness, leaving nothing behind, just disappeared like this, no words of farewell, no words of sadness, she was just like that time, suddenly appeared, and suddenly left, did she take into account the feelings of others! Bastard!! Harry cried and shouted into the night sky, not angry, but how he wished she could come back, how he should live in the days when he lost her.

Harry had a vague premonition that he just didn't want to believe it, he didn't want to believe that this demon had just left him, and he had left without taking anything from him, what the hell was this?!

It turned out that the last time she said it was like this, Harry's whole body was about to collapse, tears and snot couldn't stop at all, as if he was torturing himself, he was about to lose his breath, it was all because of his own willfulness, it would have become like this, if only they had been taken away at that time, Kira would not have disappeared, it was all his own fault!

It wasn't until that last smile came to mind that Harry cheered up, but even so, Harry's heart was still so uncomfortable, uncomfortable like someone punched him in the stomach, even so, Kira didn't hate me, she still comforted me, an immature child, and smiled at me, how could I live up to Kira's expectations of herself, I was such a big fool, Harry cried again with a dull pain in his chest, crying louder than ever, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances in his heart.

Kira, she, is a proud little Lori, often maintains her knowledgeable appearance to maintain her image, often plays the role of a life coach, no salary, and no one knows her, she is actually very lonely, there is a deep loneliness hidden under the radiant golden eyes, only empathy can be detected, and Harry was originally such a person, he was alone in the previous life, he kept a smile on the surface, and the loneliness in his heart is only known to himself.

She is such a duplicitous person, she looks unceremonious to Harry, in fact, she still cares about Harry, after all, he is her friend, how can he sit idly by, maybe Kira didn't notice that she had changed, she was changing with another purpose, if she knew, she might be surprised.

Lost important people, only when they are lost, they know how to cherish, this is everyone's bad habit, but also an important process of a person's growth, Harry understood this truth again and again, that feeling is really uncomfortable, he doesn't want to experience it.

Tearing open the curtains, the tireless Sun Father-in-law rose again from the distant horizon, the warm sunlight shone in, shining on Harry's face, although the eyes could not see, but felt the warmth brought by the sun, turned his face in the direction of the sun, stretched out his hand in front of him, felt the warmth in the dark, Kalia in front of the window saw him on the bed like this, showed a relieved smile, and there were tears in her eyes.

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"No one can escape fate, only honest acceptance is a wise move, why cry?Harry?"

The crystal ball in the darkness presents a picture of the little boy with bandages around his eyes on the bed making a crying expression as if he was crying, holding his maid and crying.

There was a dilapidated inn in the middle of nowhere, and when the morning came, the inn in the alley had mysteriously disappeared, turning into an ordinary alley, and the place where the door had been had disappeared, and it had become a solid wall, and any trace was gone, as if it did not exist at all.

Who the hell is that old woman? Is it a terrible witch? Who knows. (To be continued.) )