Yellow hair can also have a husband-chasing crematorium

Langdon had lingering fears about Helena's ability to make things happen: "No need, in case something happens, I can help. I don't feel at ease if you are left alone."

Siluneta didn't persuade anymore, she stretched out her hand and put it on Helena's forehead, then closed her eyes, and began to mobilize her spiritual power and magic power.

Gradually, the magic power around her became stronger and stronger, and Langdon faintly felt that this state seemed to be very close to Flora's state of extracting the divine blood.

When a magician uses too much magic power, some characteristics of the body will change due to the magic power, such as eye color, etc., and the more powerful ones will manifest parts of the human body that do not exist according to the mental image.

Flora is a pair of angel-like white wings.

And Cyrunita...

The moment her magic power reached a critical point, a pair of gorgeous butterfly wings suddenly spread out behind her.Butterfly wings are bright in color and intricate in pattern, which will make people feel dizzy after a long time.

But Siluneta didn't seem to know what happened, she was not affected at all, she closed her eyes, and seemed to be invading the sea of ​​Helena's heart, the silver hair was slightly suspended with the agitation of the magic power, and there was an overflow of light Color-like color.

According to Cyrunita, if all goes well, everything can be done while Helena is in a coma, and when Helena wakes up, she will be a brand new person.

But Langdon noticed that Helena's hand, which had been resting quietly beside her, suddenly moved.

Instantly alert, he circled to the other side of the bed, ready for the unexpected.

Sure enough, Helena's reaction suddenly increased. She broke out in a cold sweat as if she was having a nightmare, her head tossed and turned between the pillows, and her bloodless lips let out a frightened and frightened voice.

"...don't...don't...quickly stop..."

Siluneta frowned slightly: "Her mental strength is stronger than I imagined, and she encountered resistance, but it's okay...Senior, if you want to continue, hold her down."

Langdon knelt on the side of the bed with one knee bent, and reached out to put a hand on Helena's shoulder.

The moment his hand touched Helena, Helena suddenly opened her eyes.

[ps: After sleeping for a day, I know it’s not good to be stuck here, and the reward for the monthly pass just arrived, so I’ll add more tonight~]

42. Now it belongs to me (3k)

Helena snapped her eyes open.

Her icy blue eyes didn't even have focus at first, they were only filled with horror and rejection, and she struggled violently as soon as she woke up.

"Don't! Don't! Let me go! Let me go!"

"Helena, calm down, don't move..."

Langdon's original posture was not easy to use force. Although he was a little rude, he could only go to bed at this time, press down Helena's long legs that kept kicking and kicking, and rolled up the hem of her nightdress with his knees. Hold her shoulders so Cyrunita's hand can remain on her forehead.

Helena struggled reflexively for a few times when she felt the shackles, and she froze suddenly when her eyes focused and she saw clearly who was holding her down.

Langdon looked down at her: "Be patient, the pain will soon be gone..."

The magic power around Helena suddenly increased, but it seemed like she was hindered by something and couldn't cast it.

But she couldn't care less about these. Helena's shoulders were held down, but her arms could move freely. She raised her hand and tightly grasped Langdon's forearm. She gritted her teeth, and tears fell uncontrollably .

"Was it your idea? Why, Langdon...why did you do this?! Stop it! Stop it!"

"This is the only way I can find to free both of us... Sorry, I'm a bit arbitrary, but it's interesting to suddenly find that we are actually quite alike at this time." Langdon smiled.

Helena didn't know if she had listened. She was shivering like a patient with a high fever, trembling all over, but still had the strength to continue struggling.

"Don't...don't! Don't take my memory, Langdon...please...!! Please...you might as well kill me! Langdon! Kill me!"

Memory is inherently invisible.

But at this moment, Helena seemed to be able to see the pictures representing memories in her mind gradually disappearing.

The blond-haired young man looked at her indifferently, ignored her outstretched hand and walked away... The blond-haired young man spoke to her helplessly and gently, and his guilty expression when he climbed a tree and was found...The blond-haired young man smiled brightly The scene of handing her biscuits, covering her with a quilt worriedly, and helping the timid her to wipe away her tears...

Every moment, it was as if countless pictures were sifting through her brain like flowing water.

With them gone, the part of her soul that had been occupied by pleasure, by pain, by the past, lost all weight at last.

Like a feather, or a piece of white paper, it was light and empty, leaving only the ever-expanding emptiness, which continued to devour her heart.

No more, no more, no more painful memories, no more happy memories, nothing... Everything about her will be taken away!

Helena screamed desperately and mournfully.

"I won't bother you anymore! Forgive me, forgive me... don't take away my memory - I don't want to forget you, kill me, please kill me -!!!"

She struggled too hard, completely ignoring the intensity that would hurt her. On the contrary, Langdon, who had been trained and had an advantage in size, was too worried to hold her down.

Langdon's forehead broke out in cold sweat: "How much longer?"

Cyrunita frowned slightly: "Hurry up, it will be fine soon... It's almost..."

Just a little bit, a little bit less.

The deepest part of Helena's heart was the memory of when she first stepped into the Stuart family's castle and met Langdon.

The blond-haired wife stood behind the nanny, looking out at her curiously.

The Duchess smiled gracefully: "Langdon, this is Helena, and she will be your older sister from now on. Come on, call me older sister."

Xiaozheng hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked out from behind the nanny, raised his head and showed a bright smile to the anxious Helena.

"elder sister!"

This is the end.

Her struggle was in vain, and the memory was found, and then gradually disappeared from her mind.

There is no meaning anymore, and the memory after this, whether it is kept or not, is meaningless...

It would have been nice if he had committed suicide before.

Helena thought vaguely at the end, in that case, at least she could remember that person when she left, and if she was reincarnated as a demon, she might still be able to remember that person...

……that person?

who's that person?

Her consciousness was plunged into unprecedented quiet darkness.

Langdon felt that his arm was about to be broken by Helena struggling frantically, and found that the strength to fight against him suddenly disappeared.

Helena's head was slightly lying sideways on the pillow, her pale face was flushed like a sick patient with a high fever, her slightly curly dark blue long hair was in a mess, and the neckline of her nightdress was pulled so that one bare shoulder was exposed , The hem of the skirt almost slipped down to the root of the thigh.

The hand that had been holding Langdon's forearm was now hanging limply on Langdon's wrist, and Langdon took it off and placed it by his side.

Then Langdon straightened the neckline and skirt again, and took the thin quilt that had been pushed to nowhere in the morning to cover it.

"...Okay." Langdon let out a long breath, and then looked at Cyrunita, "Miss Cyrunita, how is it?"

Siluneta was rubbing the center of her brows, it seemed that the operation just now had exhausted her a lot.

The overly gorgeous butterfly wings behind her have disappeared, and the whole person has returned to the usual pale atmosphere like a silhouette.

"I'm fine. Most of her memories are already... But it's the first time I've done this kind of thing. I'm not sure what will happen when she wakes up. It's recommended to observe for a while."

Langdon nodded: "It's okay, as long as she forgets me and my mother, that's enough."

As for the others... human memory is a very sophisticated existence, and it affects the whole body. It was impossible to delete the memory of two people alone. Langdon is already very happy to be able to do this now. .

But it's true, we can't relax yet, at least we need to see if Helena can live a normal life after waking up.

Langdon thanked Cyrunita again, and then pushed her wheelchair out of the bedroom together.

The others were waiting outside. Seeing them coming out, they all stood up from the sofa and looked at him worriedly: "What's the matter?"

"It's settled..." Langdon sighed, "Then, according to the previous discussion, Helena will be brought back to the temple by Flora for the time being, and it is not convenient for me to see her for the time being."

Flora has always been disapproving of Langdon's approach. She heard Helena's desperate cry outside just now, and even Flora, who has always been displeased with Helena, feels sorry for her. She is not in the mood to speak at the moment, just silent nod.

No way, although this approach is very unreasonable, but Flora really can't think of any better solution than this.

After all, Helena is a patient, and normal methods won't work for her. As long as she is still alive, they may keep pestering her endlessly, and Langdon can't really kill her... Now it's good enough to just erase her memory.

Langdon is not fooling around, but has a scientific basis. In modern times, it is to find someone to hypnotize and forget some traumatic things in order to achieve a healing effect. For Helena, both the Duchess and Langdon will Trigger the key to make her sick.

As long as Langdon is forgotten, and those weird theories instilled by the Duchess are forgotten, Helena may really return to normal.

But Langdon is still a very responsible person after all. He planned to leave Helena alone because Helena is a magician and has experience in managing a principality, so she can enjoy herself wherever she goes.

Now Helena has amnesia, and she doesn't know what's going on when she wakes up, so she can only observe for a while, and wait until she is sure that Helena is fine living alone before talking about anything else.

Worried that Helena would wake up at any moment, Langdon hurriedly arranged a carriage to take Flora and Helena back to the temple.

Siluneta also showed a tired expression, saying that she would go back to rest, and then her maid took her out of the villa.

Once in the carriage, Cyrunita ignored the maid and closed her eyes.

The maid thought she was really tired, so she didn't bother her, instead she looked at the scenery outside the window.

Cyrunita closed her eyes, countless images flashed through her mind.

In the darkness, that touch of gold shone like the sun.

The confrontation in the spiritual world is very dangerous. If one is not careful, he will forget himself or be assimilated by others.

Cyrunita will not make this kind of mistake, even if she feels Helena's life, memory and feelings from beginning to end, her self is still unshakable.

...just, a little envious.

but it does not matter.

These memories were treasures that belonged exclusively to Helena...

But since Helena can't remember now, it belongs to her now, and only to her.

Cyrunita opened her eyes and slightly bent the corners of her mouth.

As Siruneta said, after Helena woke up, she really didn't remember Langdon, nor the Duchess.

But at the same time, she didn't remember her identity, even the name Helena was told by Flora.

"...So, I got sick and lost my memory..."

Helena raised her hands and pulled her broken hair behind her ears, and gave Flora a quiet and gentle smile.

Even with amnesia, the physical habits she has developed over the years make her graceful in everything she does casually, and she speaks softly.

"Thank you for taking me in, I have caused you trouble, Your Highness the Holy Maiden."

Flora looked at Helena with a complicated expression: "Ah, it's okay, you should recuperate here first, maybe you can remember something."

How did Helena become such a character when she lost her memory?

But it seems... not very strange?

When Helena first came to the Stuart family, she seemed to be like this... No, she should be a little more timid than now. Langdon told her quietly when she was a child, Helena would cry at night and sleep alone don't feel it.

But it's true that Helena was gentle and caring when she didn't arrange any learning courses in the early days and was able to play with Langdon and her.

...It's just that the image of the ice rose that was as indifferent later became so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people over the years that Flora even forgot that Helena had such a side.

Looking at Helena now, Flora suddenly felt that Langdon's actions didn't seem so excessive.

At this time, Flora noticed that Helena was looking at a little boy not far away.It was the child of a certain bishop. He came to the temple with his mother today and was taken to play in the garden. He looked only seven or eight years old.

"What's the matter? You like children?" Flora asked casually.

"...No, it's just a feeling..."

Helena's icy blue eyes were full of confusion: "I seem to have a younger brother, who should be about the same age..."

Flora: "...???"

[ps: The Helena line is only a quarter of the way now... Don't worry, everyone.Plus more cleared!Good night~]

43. I seem to have a crush (3k)

"Sister! Sister!"

The clear voice of the little boy was calling to her.

Helena walked in the dark.

She didn't know where the end point was, and she didn't know why she was here, she just subconsciously followed the only voice in the darkness to find it.

She guessed that she should have a younger brother.