When Edith's feet stood at the gate of the prince's garden again, she could not even describe her mood accurately. The contradictory and mixed emotions kept rolling, and then her steps stopped.
She dare not knock at the door.
Deep in her heart, she was afraid that it was just a dream and might wake up again in a blink of an eye; Fear of their return may bring harm, those smoke and disaster followed her back here; I'm afraid there's no one in front of me, no one is looking forward to her return
There was an impulse in her mind, and she wanted to turn around and run away, trying to hide all the confusion.
But it was only a moment later that the door was opened, and then Edith saw Philip, whose wrinkled old face seemed to have no change, but she always felt different. There was a faint light in her steady and restrained eyes, and the emotion hidden in the courtesy was surging, trying her best to suppress it, No words, no words, made Edith's nose slightly sour.
"Miss Edith." Philip's low, husky voice gave a hint of excitement.
Edith tried to say something, but found a blank in her mind, no thoughts, no ideas, and finally only nodded in response.
Then, a figure appeared at the far end of the porch. Before Edith could take back her sight, the figure sprang up with open arms, like a roc spreading its wings, and dashed fiercely, with a heat wave, hugging her heavily.
"Edith hall, you've made me regret it once. Don't make me regret it again. I don't want to lose you. Damn God, do you understand? "
Edith was surrounded and hugged by her strong arms, and then she fell deeply into the cold breath. Her tight muscles relaxed slowly unconsciously, and let herself lost in the strong warmth. She couldn't help closing her eyes and breathing greedily.
It's still a little strange, but she is looking for familiarity. Like a newborn baby, she uses touch and smell to feel the smell and temperature.
"I'm going to be out of breath." She joked that the absurdity and strangeness in her heart were bubbling and surging like a clear spring
She is still not used to it. She is not used to escaping from the environment of war. She is not used to being surrounded by fresh life from the dead breath of corpses. She is not used to the exhilaration and joy, which makes her feel untrue and even absurd. Even though she knew all this was normal, she could not help but resist all this.
Those unfamiliar and familiar details collide together, resulting in a sense of tear, so that Edith is at a loss.
She eased the atmosphere with a little joke, but she still didn't know what to do.
Chris stepped back a little and gave way, which made Edith a little stunned. Then she realized that she was still standing at the door. She could keenly detect the subtle changes in the air. It seemed that all her eyes were projected towards her. She subconsciously took a step forward and finally entered the room. But this short step was too difficult.
Run away.
Run away.
Edith's mind was full of such thoughts. She didn't even know why she had such thoughts, but the impulse was growing like weeds in her mind, and she couldn't stop at all, which made her step stop at the entrance porch. She didn't retreat but couldn't move forward.
Then, she saw Langley.
Lan Li stood in the same place with some formality and caution, calmly and attentively casting his eyes. He didn't have much emotion, but he could still capture the confusion of desire to speak and stop. He tried to approach but was afraid to walk. The vulnerability of his eyes was cleverly concealed, reflecting the scene at the entrance.
Edith saw her figure in those eyes, more strange than she thought - yes, strange. Some things are different after all, some times can't be reversed, some wounds can't pretend they don't exist... They are no longer what they used to be.
It is impossible for them to pretend that nothing has happened. In that short period of five weeks, it is like a gap between reality and illusion. The wounds, the pain and the darkness all exist objectively. Ignoring them will only make life fragmented.
They are still them, but they are no longer them.
Langley understood that. Now Edith finally understood that the wounds that belonged to Heather cross and Paul Walker would never disappear, and the wounds that belonged to George and Elizabeth could not pretend that they did not exist. After the head-on collision, some things could not go back.
Langley may never understand Edith, just as Edith can never understand Langley. Even after the same emotional conflict, everyone's understanding and reaction are different; What's more, Langley and Edith are going through their own way.
But they can clearly understand this, and then unswervingly wait by each other's side, will not leave, will not turn around, when needed, turn around, you can find that figure not far away, accompany yourself through the most difficult and darkest time.
It's like don Quixotes.
Realizing this, Edith's nervousness relaxed slowly: indeed, things were different, and she had no need to deny it; But even if things were different, she still didn't need to be afraid, because she was never alone.
"Hey, I'm back." Edith raised her hand to say hello.
"Welcome home." Lan Li said softly.
In a simple word, she can't heal all wounds like magic. She still needs time and energy; But her inner impetuosity and strangeness are slowly disappearing. She is finally able to temporarily restrain those precautions and alienation, and then take a step forward.
a step.
Edith took another step forward, and then went directly into the inner area of the house. Finally, she entered a safe area where her mood could be relaxed. The tension and anxiety seemed to be relieved a little. After a long journey, she finally went home.
Edith noticed lanli's eyes, and was looking at herself dimly. There was a trace of confusion in her eyes, which made Edith show confusion——
Lanli seldom shows his emotions, especially the negative ones. Even Arthur and Edith can't see through lanli so easily; But just now, Edith was acutely aware of the abnormality, but could not understand it, so she asked with her eyes.
Lan Li shook his head to show that he was OK. He sipped a little at the corner of his mouth to reassure Edith. At the same time, a stone from the bottom of his heart fell down
His eyes were always searching for Edith's right hand, which was complete and real, and the fear in the nightmare did not really happen; Then he went on to explore other parts of Edith. There were no missing arms, legs or obvious scars. She still looked complete.
Although the appearance of integrity does not mean that the mind is safe, but... At least this is another good news.
Fear, after all, just stay in the nightmare.
Lan Li's fingertips were slightly closed up, and the emotion that was leaked in the moment was still slightly out of shape. Before his fingers began to shake, he forced his fingertips to curl up towards the palm of his hand and forced them down.
Langley's movements are very secret, and the ups and downs of his state are only fleeting, but Matthew and Philip, who have witnessed Langley's nightmare, can feel the slight invisible fluctuations. Lan Li noticed his sight and turned to meet Matthew's eyes. His eyebrows rose slightly, as if to say:
Don't worry, I won't go crazy all of a sudden.
The joke and ridicule were twinkling, and Matthew make complaints about it.
In lanli, Edith could not find the answer, but felt the temperature of her eyes. When she looked up, she saw Chris who was looking at her heart and soul. She gave Chris a shallow smile, and the whole mood relaxed. She noticed that Chris was nervous and nervous at the bottom of his eyes. She stood on tiptoe and gave Chris a kiss on his lips, He said softly, "don't worry, I won't go back for a while. Even if I want to, they won't agree."
Not only was Chris not happy, but he frowned and worried. "Do you mean you want to go back now?"
Edith was a little restless, and her voice became stiff. "Chris, I don't want to talk about this now."
But this time Chris didn't flinch, but steadfastly said, "if you want, I'm willing to support you."
Edith was slightly stunned, obviously did not expect the answer, so staring at Chris, for a moment did not know what to say——
At the beginning, they argued about this issue for countless times, but they were unable to reach a consensus. They even had a cold war for nearly two months. This time, after she came back from a narrow escape, she thought that Chris would oppose more, so she didn't want to discuss it now, but it turned out to be something else. What happened?
Arthur's voice broke the silence of the porch. "Who can tell me how long we have to stay at the door? I just think that if it takes a long time, maybe Philip should transfer the refreshments - as you can see from your conversation, we still have a lot of things to catch up with. If I can, I'd like to add some sugar, so... I'll go back and get my Madeline cake now. What do you think? Is anyone ready to join me? "
The serious look made people laugh.