Chapter 90: Trust and Betrayal (11)
"You just turned over and stepped on the magnetic disc, and because you were weighing more than the maximum weight you set, and the weight was reduced again as you walked forward, so it was activated. "The Queen Bee" explained as if in hindsight, "Of course, if you want to ask me why I would know, hehe, there is an archive on the hard drive of the defense system. ”
Repentant, Ai Yan resentfully turned the electromagnetic force disc back on.
This kind of sourness must be shared by everyone!
Well, the pit has been dug to see who jumps in next!
"'Queen Bee', you didn't see anything just now, did you?"
The "Queen Bee" secretly made a backup of the previous footage, "Well, I didn't see anything!"
"Whew-" With a sigh of relief, Ai Yan smiled awkwardly and changed the subject, "Now that I've come in, where is that guy's location?"
"I entered the castle and never came out again. The "queen bee" replied truthfully.
Carefully avoiding the busy servants, Ai Yan walked up the familiar high slope.
Looking ahead, the general topography and architecture of the back garden of the Tamil Manor are presented in front of Ai Yan's eyes.
The green rice fields, swaying with the breeze, are like waves from far to near.
He could hear the singing of the grasshoppers beside him, with the chords of the green leaves lapping, leisurely and quietly. Butterflies hovered and danced among the flowers, and the wind blew, bringing with them a faint floral fragrance.
"What a beautiful place! Just looking at this, who would have thought of the darkness and ruthlessness hidden in it?" Ai Yi sighed with emotion for a moment, "The 'Queen Bee', the Tamil family—it's a serious family, right?"
"There is no family that does not have a dark side. The "Queen Bee" did not answer Ai Yan directly, "Yes, it has already fallen under the predator of the weak." ”
"Yes. Ai Yan looked at the end of the rice field in the distance, "Then you say, how much of what she said is true and how much is false?"
"What?" "Queen Bee" didn't know why, "Who do you mean by 'she'?"
"Nothing. Ai Yan shook her head, a hint of surprise flashed in the corner of her eyes, "It's just a casual talk, let's keep walking." ”
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Shirley sat on a wicker chair by the window, flipping through the Mokabharata, sometimes pinning her hair behind her ears. The sunlight shone down through the banyan leaves outside the window, dotted on the hem of her white dress, and the occasional breeze curled the ends of her hair, reflecting the soft cheeks, like the woman walking out of the painting, beautiful and elegant.
She put the book aside, it was a good book, but she couldn't read it. Her heart was in turmoil.
First of all, the death of my father, the goodbye of my brother, and now my sister has also run away from home - this family has really changed a lot.
So, when will you leave yourself?
She shook her head abruptly, dispelling the unrealistic idea. If she also leaves, what will my mother do? Is it really good to leave her alone in this cold and unforgiving home?
I remember that my brother Ryan once said a few years ago: Everyone is born with a pair of wings. Some people choose to follow their hearts and soar in the sky, while others choose to give up their wings and be drowned by the torrent of the sky.
So, what about its own wings? Is it really still there?
She didn't know, and she didn't want to know.
Well, that's it...... That's fine......
Looking at the photo in the frame opposite, Shirley suddenly wanted to cry.
In the photo, my sister is standing in the front and middle, my brother is standing next to me, and my father and mother are standing in the back. The family smiled, and that smile was indescribably happy, how warm and cruel......
His eyes hurt hotly, and he had cried many times these days, but he still couldn't deal with it calmly.
Brewster once said that "happy years are lost years", and Shirley felt that this sentence was not correct at all.
People always seem to be reminiscing about the past, because there are traces of their own journey. Then my heart was full of sorrow, vented it, and then let this sudden emotion be in the wind.
Shirley smiled bitterly, in this house, she couldn't even find a suitable person to talk to. There was Ina before, but now, there is nothing......
If you really have wings, then this home is like a huge cage, locking yourself tightly in this place, you can't get out, you can't get out.
Even before her sister left, she felt this way. Until the arrival of those people, her life that was as quiet as stagnant water rippled at all.
Especially that person......
Swinging the rattan chair, Shirley muttered to herself in annoyance, "Really, why do you always think of him!"
But that person was really special. She is not like the people around her, who are either cold or respectful to herself. Moreover, he really promised himself and let Ina go.
He came to find the mastermind behind the scenes, and if he had arrested his sister, it would have been more helpful to the mission. But he didn't, even though Mr. Summit later took the initiative to acknowledge that their mission had been accomplished as the publisher of the mandate.
Why, then, did he promise himself? Two strangers, who met by coincidence, were not obliged to accede to the other's request.
But he agreed. There must be a reason for that, right? Could it be- he likes himself?
Shirley suddenly felt a little hot on her cheeks and shyly tapped the carpet on her toes.
No—it's true, right? What should I do?
Shirley patted her red cheeks in distress, she suddenly felt a little lucky, although she had kissed him out of gratitude, but fortunately they didn't respond positively, and he had left with his teammates, and he would never meet again.
In the future, he will be used as a bargaining chip for the family and a tool for marrying other big families, right? Fortunately, if you can meet such a person in your life, you are already very satisfied, and you should not disturb his life.
But why is the heart so uncomfortable?