Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 635: Is it just an expectation?
Loneliness is a powerful enemy. It is hard for people to have the desire to fight against it, and some even tremble at the mere presence of it. Perhaps coexisting with it is the only way out. Because in many cases, people cannot make choices based on their own will. Their thoughts and beliefs are disturbed by external factors at every moment. Sometimes they suddenly recall a long-lost memory in a hazy state, and sometimes they suddenly fall into fear of the future in an unnoticed corner.

But whether it is the past or the future, their only form of expression is constant, which means that no matter what choice you make at this moment, it will not have any impact on what has happened in the past or what will happen in the future. For example, if you ask a question over and over again thousands of times, the answer you get will always be the same.

Yieta slowly lowered her head and uttered three words from her snow-white lips and teeth. She was as weak as a baby bird falling after its wings were broken, and she was whimpering: "I'm sorry..."

really.

Lingge sighed softly, this sigh was not out of surprise or disappointment, but based on a kind of expected psychology: he already knew what kind of answer Yieta would give, but he still asked the question unnecessarily, which shows that he is not as rational and mature as he seems, and he still has the most naive fantasies about certain things.

The tragedy that happened in Avignon Village six hundred years ago completely broke the angel girl's psychological defenses, making her no longer have the courage to fight the curse. Therefore, even if she had the power, she was willing to shrink in this small windmill tower. She felt that as long as she didn't leave here, at least the people around her wouldn't be hurt. She didn't expect her power to do anything, and she had long been accustomed to her loneliness. She only asked for an excuse to make herself feel at ease, or an illusion.

But happiness is such a fragile thing that it can be easily destroyed, and the angel who vowed to bring happiness to people should not let the cage that trapped him become the ladder to the door of happiness, allowing people to trample on it willingly. It is more like an exchange, rather than a natural product of emotional interaction.

Will our weak but stubborn Miss Angel understand this truth?
Lingge turned around and looked deeply at Yieta. The latter buried her face in her arms and could not see his gaze, but she could still feel a pair of eyes looking at her in the dark, calm and deep. The delicate girl trembled all over, and her uneasy voice came through the white flannel silk fabric at the cuffs: "Lin, Lingge, do you think I am weak? I am a useless person who can't even do such a simple thing... Really, really useless, right?"

Linger shook his head: "I never said that. Weakness is a relative concept and a complicated matter. I am not qualified to define your character. Besides, sometimes, making a choice is brave enough."

Whatever that choice is.

Therefore, he would not directly say whether this truth is right or wrong, but would tell Yieta another truth, that is, there is no necessary connection between power and responsibility.

"kindness."

Yieta quietly raised her head, revealing a pair of big sky-blue eyes from behind her arms, and blinked gently: "Really, really?"

But Lingge didn't think so. He felt that if he inherited everything from his adoptive father, including his identity, his ideals and his career, there was only one thing that he did not inherit, or could not inherit, and that was his belief.

Lingge was silent for a moment after hearing this. He once again thought of his adoptive father, the man with a gentle smile and a firm belief. If he were here, he would definitely say to Yieta, "The greater your ability, the greater your responsibility", because he himself lived in the world in accordance with this principle.

"But, but!" She said anxiously, not knowing whether she was arguing for herself or refuting Ling's statement: "I have more power than everyone else, but I didn't think about resisting anything. Isn't this weakness?"

"That's just my expectation of you." Ling said.

"Look forward to it?" Yieta repeated, not quite understanding.

"Yes." Linger glanced at the "Canon" in his hand and said, "This world is very unreasonable, and people will inherit this attribute, so sometimes they will blindly impose their expectations on others and ask them to do something according to their wishes. But responding to expectations is not a mission that people are born to complete. It depends solely on your personal wishes. If you like him, then respond to his expectations; if you don't like it, then ignore his expectations. Wise creatures have the freest souls in the world, so no one can restrain them. Only you can restrain yourself, because this is also a kind of freedom." When he finished speaking, his tone was a bit like preaching the goddess's teachings to the poor and numb poor below on the altar of Tianxin Church, long and low: "Yeta, you are also free, freer than any soul in the world. So, whether to respond to the expectations of others is up to you, not us. No one can accuse you of being weak, just as they cannot accuse the world of being unreasonable because of their own experiences. It's all personal choice."

"what……"

Yieta slowly opened her mouth, bewildered. She didn't really understand these complicated principles, she only knew that Lingge really didn't mean to blame her, and she also caught a very key message from his words: "If you like someone, you should respond to his expectations, right, Lingge?"

The young man replied: "The real situation is definitely much more complicated than this, but for you right now, a simple understanding is enough."

Yieta didn't notice that Ling's subtext was "You have such a low IQ and such a simple personality, so don't think about such complicated things." She said happily: "Then I finally know why I want to bring happiness to everyone. Because I like everyone, so I want to respond to everyone's expectations. Of course, I like everyone, including Ling!"

The young man's fingers on the book cover paused for a moment, then returned to normal after a while, and he said calmly, "That's good."

"Yes!" Yieta nodded vigorously: "I will write this sentence in my notebook!"

She did what she said. She stood up immediately, dragged the silver chain on her ankle, and returned to the room. She took out the notebook and pen she had kept in the drawer, lay on the bed, and wrote down the new knowledge she had just learned in clumsy handwriting: "I like everyone, I want to meet everyone's expectations, so... I want to bring happiness to everyone!"

A simple syllogism is established just like that.

Lingge sat on the steps at the door, quietly listening to the girl's mumbling voice in the wind. He thought that there are many ways to respond to other people's expectations. The angel who wants to bring happiness to everyone and the angel who fights the curse cannot be simply attributed to weakness and bravery; or the former is useless and the latter is useful. In fact, they are equal in meaning, parallel in relationship, and have achieved a sincere fusion in emotion.

That's right, just keep growing like this, Ms. Ieta.

One day you will understand what everyone really expects of you.

……

"Hey hey hey."

When the angel girl shook off the previous haze and walked to the door with a silly smile, the young man had already opened the "Canon" again and read it carefully. Yieta gathered up her skirt and sat down, staring at Lingge's back like a curious baby, trying to find a topic to chat with him, but she didn't know where to start. Suddenly, she noticed that the young man was different from usual, so she shouted happily: "Ah, Lingge!"

"What's up with that outfit you're wearing?"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)