Chapter 19: The Loneliness Who Never Cared About Swords in This World (BGM: This Other's Picture Scroll - Lin and Night)
"Sister Zhenzhen, can I come in?" Chen Xinyan knocked on Ye Zhenzhen's door, but his mind kept recalling what Mu Songbai said to him on the way back.
"Ember, I can't tell you the specifics, Sister Zhen doesn't like others to discuss this. But do you remember the day I stabbed you in the heart with a sword in the training room, not because my hand slipped, but when you brought up taboo topics that shouldn't be mentioned? Sister Zhen Zhen is very pitiful. ”
The taboo topic is related to the father.
"What's the matter?" a cold voice came from the room, as far away as if it came from a snow-capped mountain on the horizon.
"I probably already know the thing, I'm ......" Chen Xinshen scratched his head.
"If you're here to apologize or comfort me, you don't have to, just go. The voice in the room was as cold as an iceberg in Antarctica, a door separating the two worlds.
"No, I'm not here to comfort you, nor am I here to apologize. I went in. Chen Xinyan said softly.
The door was not locked, and Chen Xinshen pushed the door in. It was the first time he had entered Ye Zhenzhen's room. The room was clean and tidy, unlike most girls' boudoirs, there were no pink hues, no huge stuffed dolls, no books, no vanity cases, no mirrors, no jewelry tables, nothing, just white eyes and endless loneliness.
There are white walls, white beds, white pillows, white quilts, and a black-haired woman dressed in white standing with her back to the window. Chen Xinyan only felt that he had been hit hard by something in his heart, which was very sour and painful.
In her impression, she always only wears black and white, just like why people keep filial piety.
"My name is Ye Zhenzhen, the peach is dying, and its Ye Zhenzhen's Ye Zhenzhen. Sounds good, the name. The black-haired woman in white still didn't look back.
"Sounds good. ”
"My dad gave it this name. My mother was an ordinary person who died in childbirth when she gave birth to me. It was my dad who brought me to the big one. Fifteen years ago, when I was nine years old, was the beginning of the nightmare of my life. I couldn't read at home that day, so I pestered my dad to take me out to play. At that time, I was too young to know that my father was an unborn genius at that time, and the demon demon thought of many ways to assassinate him, but he always returned empty-handed. I have been very obedient since I was a child, and I have not complained even when I have been locked up at home since I was a child. But that day was the first time I was willful to my father, and it was also the last. Just like today, at that time, I was controlled by the Demon Dao Demon Man, and I used a more sophisticated mental control method than today's shadow, and I couldn't detect it at all. So I, when my dad came back from buying ice cream for me, killed my dad, my own dad, with the Soul Eater Blade. The souls of those killed by the Soul Eater Blade are scattered, and the souls are not allowed to enter the sleepless realm. ”
"But my dad said to me at the time, Zhen Zhen, don't be afraid, because of Dad's safety, the clan has trapped you from childhood to adulthood. Don't cry, Daddy is going to Mom now. Live well, Dad and Mom will always be with you where you can't see. You're free. ”
"Since the day my dad died, the way they looked at me had changed, and they always looked at me with pity, as if they understood what I was feeling. But the more they show that they understand, the more I know that they don't understand at all. I always refused to be understood, and being understood was tantamount to prostitution. I'd rather be grossly misunderstood so that I don't get understood, remaining natural and with the respect I deserve. ”
"I know I'm a coward at heart, and I don't have any talent for life. So I decided, since the Demon Dao Demon Sect used me as a sword to kill my father, then I would simply use it as a sword, I would become sharp and strong enough, and then eradicate those Demon Dao Demon Men without leaving any of them. Only then will I not be sad and I will not cry. So I decided that from the day my dad died, I would never cry again. ”
Ye Zhenzhen turned her head, looked at Chen Xinyan and smiled.
This was the first time Chen had seen her smile. Laughing like this, sad.
It's beautiful, but it's also sad.
Chen Xinyan knew that although she was laughing, her heart was crying.
The world has never cared about the loneliness of the sword.
One cannot feel what was felt yesterday today, because that is not to feel – but to remember what was felt yesterday today, to be the walking dead who were alive and lost yesterday.
Chen Xinshen knew that Ye Zhenzhen was forever trapped on that day fifteen years ago. No matter how cold she looks on the outside, she is still that nine-year-old girl on the inside, lonely, afraid of being hurt and being hurt. No matter how ruthless she is, no matter how indifferent she is to everything, she is never a sword. Because she is Ye Zhenzhen, she is a person. Most people who deceive themselves are unhappy.
"You wait for me here. ”
Chen Xinshen was silent for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran out of Songzhenju. After a long while, I came back with two plastic bags bigger than the others, and I don't know what they contained.
Back and forth, the intense movement caused the wound in his abdomen to burst open again, and blood soaked the clothes on his abdomen. He walked straight up to Ye Zhenzhen, and then said breathlessly, "Whew, I'm tired to death." ”
"What are you doing here?"
"The secret~ You'll know later. I'm so tired that I ran most of the street, and I only got these two things, and now it's too late, and many stores are closed. But it's okay, for the time being, I'll ask my sister to come and help you decorate it tomorrow. How can a girl's room be so simple, how boring it is to stay for a long time. This is our home now, how can we do without a little warmth of home. Chen Xinshen babbled.
Chen Xinshen paused, and then smiled: "Wow, please~ Is it cute? Husky, eh, do you like it? Na, this is a little bigger for you, this smaller one belongs to me, the smaller one is you, and the bigger one is me." Now, I've given you my own incarnation, and when you're sad, you'll beat him up! But don't treat it well when you're happy, keep it! Come at me, or I'll beat your incarnation. ”
"Like. ”
"Huh?"
"Thank you for the gift, I loved it. ”
Ye Zhenzhen smiled, this time from the heart.
Since she was a child, she has received many gifts. Some are books, some are exercise cheats, some are magic weapons flying swords, and some are resource caves, but no one has ever given her what a normal girl should have. This is the first time.
Chen Xinyan was stunned, and it took a long time to react, and said with a smile: "That's right, girls should laugh more." I'm not here to persuade you, nor to comfort you, nor to apologize. I'm here because I want to help you. No matter how good a sword is, there must be someone who uses her, you can't hold it alone, and what about a girl's hand, how bad it is to hold a sword, fierce, and you won't be able to marry if you grow a callus. So I'll hold her for you. ”
"Huh?"
Chen Xinshen walked over, held Ye Zhenzhen's hand, and said seriously: "I, Chen Xinyan, am willing to swear with my life and soul, go up and down to the Yellow Spring, and also help Ye Zhenzhen find the enemy who killed her father and slash the enemy with her." ”
Ye Zhenzhen cried, unable to cry.
But this time, Chen Xinyan knew that she was crying, but she was laughing in her heart.
Because, her heart, lived.