My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"See you……"

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"So you came back this time... to ask these things?"

At night, on the top floor of this ancient castle in the Black Forest, in a large and empty room, a gentle and clear female voice sounded in it, with a faint smile and a hint of ridicule.

Her voice was very young and clear, and when she spoke, her voice rippled back and forth in the empty space, like water waves stirring up ripples on the surface of the water.

It was a very strange feeling, as if just hearing that voice, a beautiful figure appeared in my mind, but somehow it made people think of the colorful jade stones under the spotlight or the water splashed by the mountain spring falling on the stones. The water flowers, under the sunlight, have colorful colors.

"Leaving home for a while, little Teresa seems to have grown up, and she knows she wants a man."

The white-haired beauty sat sideways on a large bed, with two slender legs sticking out from under the hem of the nightgown, like a mermaid's tail.The slender white fingers ran through Teresa's hair, and with a chuckle, she helped the little girl with her back to tidy up her long white hair.

"Sister!" The white-haired girl blushed and said loudly with slow embarrassment. "If you do this again, I will ignore you!"

"Hey, you know how shy~"

Behind Teresa, the white-haired beauty covered her lips and smiled lightly, stretched out her arms and gently held the little girl in her arms.

"But it's a good thing, Teresa." She looked at the girl tenderly, with long white hair hanging from the side of her face, and two pairs of bright red eyes looking at each other. "There is nothing in this world that is more beautiful than love. Even if it is unrealized love, the sweetness and sourness in it are poisons that make people sink."

"Sister." Teresa immediately became nervous when she heard the words, turned her body slightly, and looked at the beauty who was hugging her in a panic. "You wouldn't be..."

"Ah... don't worry, I'm not against your thoughts." The woman named Dracula gently touched Teresa's head. "I just thought of some things in the past and felt a little bit emotional."

"elder sister……"

The girl seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the woman's eyes, she was also slightly worried.

"Oh, by the way..." The girl asked Dracula as if she suddenly remembered something.

"I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that Gong Ming knows you, sister, although he doesn't seem to want to admit it..."

"Him?" The woman laughed when she heard this. "Of course he knows me. That's a story that has been entangled for a long time. How could he not know me?"

"But..." She changed her words, and the corner of her mouth began to smile. "Whether he wants to know me or not is another question entirely."

"Ahhh?" Teresa was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened. "How is it possible! My sister is so good and beautiful, how can there be people in this world who don't want to know my sister! And I just mentioned his name, my sister has never seen him, maybe my sister made a mistake. Not necessarily! Maybe they have the same name and surname..."

"Ah, I didn't recognize it by name. In fact, I have never heard of the name Gong Ming, but he sucked his blood for you, right? It's really hard not to recognize this kind of breath. "

"Why, are you so afraid that I will have conflicts with him?" The woman glanced at Teresa's nervous face, smiled and let go of her holding hand, and walked off the bed barefoot.

"Don't be afraid, this is a problem between adults, don't worry about it~"

"Come on, since it's your own story, don't bother asking me about it." She bent down, and the front of the long skirt hung down, exposing the deep lines to Teresa's eyes.

"Why don't you tell me what you think?" She pinched Theresa's face and said with a chuckle. "How do you think, how do you plan, and what do you plan to do. Compared with exploring my past, such words will be more meaningful?"

"elder sister……"

The white-haired girl lowered her head, clamped her two little hands between her legs, and looked at her hands with a little dejection.

"I...I don't know."

"Ok?"

The white-haired beauty snorted softly and tilted her head.

"I just feel that he should be Nicholas, but he doesn't admit it..." Teresa said with her head down. "I want to find Nicholas, but now? Have I found it? Haven't I found it? Am I going to continue searching elsewhere? Then what should he do?"

Dracula laughed silently.

"If he is Nicholas, why does he deny it? If he is not Nicholas, why does it feel so familiar to me, that feeling is very soft and warm, as long as I can be by his side, as long as As long as I can look at him, I don't have to do anything, I don't have to think about anything, it's like all my wishes have been fulfilled..."

The girl put away her legs that were hanging by the bed, hugged her in her arms, and curled up into a small ball.

"So when he said he was not Nicholas at the beginning, I was really scared. I was afraid that I would give up my obsession, that I would not be able to find Nicholas again, that I would implicate him because of my identity, and that he would be hurt because of me. ..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and the hands holding her legs became tighter and tighter.

"Afraid... I can't restrain my impulse to hurt him, even..."

"Theresa... really cares about him."

The white-haired woman smiled, reached out and stroked her head lightly.

"However, don't worry about the last point. He is actually a very powerful person. If Teresa stays by his side all the time, you don't have to worry about impulsivity."

"But..." The little girl raised her head and looked at her with hazy teary eyes.

"He said he was just an ordinary person..."

"Do you believe what he says?"

Dracula laughed out loud. "Then he said he wouldn't be Nicholas, don't you still think he is?"

"Listen to me, Teresa."

She leaned down and gently held the girl in her arms.

"Whether he is Nicholas, you don't listen to what he said, but you have to see it yourself." She looked at Theresa gently, with a smile in the corner of her eyes. "Use your eyes, your feelings, and your mind to observe and look carefully. The answer you find is your answer..."

"So...if Teresa thinks she likes him." She leaned into the white-haired girl's ear and said softly. "Then remember to hold on tightly and don't let go. Feelings are won by yourself, not given by anyone. If you don't catch them, you will miss it when the time comes, and you will never come back."

"My sister met her own Nicholas back then." She raised her head slightly, with a reminiscing look on her face. "It's just that I was too timid back then. I didn't dare to get close to that radiant person, and I didn't dare to hold the hands that were stretched out. In the end, many things happened, and I can never go back to the beginning."