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　　 "Then, you love Haidée!" the Count of Monte Cristo could not restrain his excitement and asked. The scattered black hair trembled with his body, and the man who always remained noble and elegant looked a little embarrassed at this time.

　　 Valentine's eyes choked with tears and replied: "Yes! I love her wholeheartedly."

　　 "Listen, Valentine," the count said in a low tone, "I want you to do something."

　　 "If I could have such an honor."

"You just called Haidée your sister, let her really be your sister, Valentine, give her all your gratitude for me, please protect her with Morrel." The count looked bitter. , Lips chuckled for a long time before saying: "From then on, she is just alone in this world."

　　 "A lonely person," repeated the earl in a calm and pleasant voice behind him, with a few questions: "Why?"

　　 The Count of Monte Cristo stiffened and turned around. Haidée stood there steadily, looking at the count with a surprised expression, her bright face turned pale, as if she heard an unacceptable bad news.

The earl tried his best to endure, his handsome face was as flat as ever. He wanted to reach out to soothe the girl in front of him and then hesitated to put it down, his voice hoarse: "Because tomorrow you will be free and you can get your rightful place in society. You are a princess. You are the daughter of a prince! I want to return all your father's wealth and reputation to you."

Haidée’s face was even paler. She raised her two white hands to the sky, reaching the earl who was much taller than her, seeming to be eager for a hug, and crying in a hoarse voice with tears: "Then you are leaving me, my lord. ?"

The girl's hoarse cry made the earl's heart tremble. Thinking of the future life, he felt that he must be cruel, as if to convince himself loudly: "Haydée! You are young, you are beautiful, you should have enjoyed the best of life. For your years, forget my name and pursue a happy life! This is the right you should have!"

"Very good." Haidée lowered her head so that others could not see her face: "I should obey the master's orders. I will forget your name and your appearance! Forget all the past with you! I have been there alone! happy life."

　　 She took a step back, ready to leave.

"Oh, my God!" Valentine yelled. She was already leaning against Morrel who had fallen on the ground, resting his head on her shoulders. She couldn't help but persuade the count: "You Can't you see how pale her face is? Can't you see how painful she is?"

Haidée showed a heartbreaking expression but somewhat stubbornly sarcastically said: "My sister, why do you want him to understand my pain? He is my master, and I am his slave. He has the right to see To these."

　　 These remarks were made to the earl. Her stubborn and arrogant character did not allow her to express weak pleadings, but at this moment she hoped that the earl would find even the slightest attachment in her words.

The girl’s voice struck the earl’s secret heartstrings. When his gaze met the girl’s, he felt that he could no longer bear the dazzling light. Her eyes were so straightforward and strong, but there was something in it that was only for the earl. The fragility of one person.

　　 Earl lowered his head instead of daring to look at the girl, and asked in a low voice: "Haidee, do you really think it's very happy to stay by my side?"

　　 "I'm still young." Haidée replied softly when she came to the earl. Her white hands cupped the earl's cheeks, and the eyes of the two looked at each other. She must feel the determination that the earl possessed. Her voice calmly replied: "I love you to arrange such a sweet life for me, I don't want to die."

　　 die! ? The earl never wanted this noble girl to die, what was she talking about?

Count 　　 was a little surprised: "You mean, if I leave you, Haidée..."

　　 "Yes, I will die, my lord." The girl's calm voice contained irresistible determination.

"So do you love me?" The earl's voice was finally shaken. For many years, he had never left the prison. If Father Faria had let his body leave the prison, now Haidée's voice made his mind about to leave there. , That dark and small place.

　　 "Valentina! He asked me if I love him. My sister, tell him if you love Maximilian."

　　 Earl felt that his heart was swelling, beating wildly, like a sea tide.

He opened his arms, Haidée yelled, and threw tears of joy into his arms: "I love you! I love you like a father, brother, and husband! I love you like life , Love God. Because you are the best and most noble person in the world."

"May everything be as you wished, my angel, God inspired me to fight against my enemies. He gave me victory and refused to let me end my victory with a life of asceticism. I wanted to punish myself, but God Forgive me! Love me so, Haidée! Who knows, maybe your love will make me forget all the things that should be forgotten." The earl embraced the girl's petite body, and his dry heart once again overflowed Feelings, except for revenge, he hasn't tasted happiness for a long time.

　　 "What do you mean, my lord?" Haidée asked a little shyly, she had already got a satisfactory answer.

"Haidee, your words have given me more enlightenment than twenty years of long experience. I only have you in this world. Because of you, I will start my life again and feel pain and happiness again, but nothing There is no doubt that you will be my only one."

　　 Haidée looked at the earl’s eyes and swears loudly: "Haidee Tibelin, swear here

　　 I have nothing to rely on except you

　　If fate is going to separate us, then I will defeat fate

　　My body, my heart, everything in me belongs to you

　　 I love you more than my own life. "

　　, what a beautiful and bold declaration! The earl thought quietly for a while. "Have I discovered the truth?"

　　 He said softly, "But whether this is compensation or punishment, Haidée, you have defeated me! You have defeated my destiny!"

　　 The earl hugged the girl's waist tightly.

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　　 "My friend." Valentine looked at the distant sky and replied: "Didn't the earl tell us just now? All human wisdom is contained in these four words: [wait] and [hope]!"

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"This is crazy! This is crazy! God! How can I describe it! How to describe my mood~www.readwn.com~ How to find vocabulary to praise this novel, how to describe it all!" Devine Heng Rietta's squishy thoughts were nothing but surprises that there was nowhere to vent. He didn't know where his high emotions came from. He wanted to laugh and celebrate, but he was lost in his heart.

　　 Just now, he was convinced that he had finished reading an extremely good novel, so why would he feel lost?

　　 He touched his eye sockets. The warm sensation in his eyes just now was not an illusion. He moved from the bottom of his heart to tears for a work. It even made an erudite man shed tears. The Earl of Monte Cristo and Haidée went so far and even made Devine, who is an earl, feel envied. He never hoped to meet a noble woman like Haidée. That incredibly stubborn vow would surely melt the heart of any man. .

　　 After reading the contents of the first half of "The Count of Monte Cristo", he only thought it was an excellent and innovative novel, but the contents of the second half made him feel that his soul was sublimated.

　　He applauded the Count of Monte Cristo for completing his revenge.

　　 He marveled at the truth in the book.

　　He offered compliments to every character in the book and every plot.

　　 This novel is easy to understand, simple but beautiful, and the wonderful plot contains rich principles of life. A novel that anyone can understand, it is hard to say that it also takes into account profound literature.

Devine Henrietta saw such a peculiar work for the first time in so many years, and he exclaimed more than once in his heart: "This is the revelation of God to people! It deserves praise! It deserves to be held in the palm of your hand! "

　　 He understands why his friend is so eager to send the contents of the second half of the book, and now he is in the same mood.