The modulation of the other world is activated, and the bad woman cries miserably

"Good boy, you should rest now."

What can Char do?

When faced with a drunk older sister, all you can do is coax her.

I feel that I don’t have the maturity of the older ones at all. Instead, I’m like a child who needs to be coaxed and given in to.

Ella pursed her lips, a little dissatisfied.

She is not a child.

Why are you talking to me in a child's tone?

But she was really drunk, and the sadness in her heart was so complicated that she couldn't react.

As Xia spoke, he was about to help her onto the bed.

However, before he could stand up completely, he was suddenly pushed down by Ella and pressed against the wall in front of the sofa.

Char leaned back against the chair, with the blushing widow in front of him.

The fullness pressed up instantly, heavy and substantial.

Perhaps because of the alcohol she drank, her body temperature was higher than usual and she felt a little hot.

The faint fragrance mixed with the aroma of wine penetrated into Xia's nose.

"do not move!"

Ella's voice was deep and a little staccato.

She placed her head on Xia's shoulder and almost buried her whole body in his arms.

"I want to find a shoulder to lean on."

The breath sprayed on the neck was a little hot and humid.

Xia said nothing and let her lean on him.

Ella didn't need him to talk either.

The emotions have been weighing on my heart for too long.

Perhaps it was because she was drunk and felt light-headed, that for the first time she wanted to talk about the past that was buried in her heart.

No need to respond, just let her talk to herself.

"Tonight is his memorial day."

"It always feels like this happened just yesterday, but when I count carefully, it's been... ten years?"

"For ten years, I was alone."

Ella's eyes were open, but they were lifeless and hazy.

Memories began to drift away and filled the room.

"It's not my intention to become a witch..."

Like every innocent and romantic girl, Ella once had a dream.

She wants to be a singer who can bring happiness to people.

At the beginning, everything was so beautiful.

Her life is full and simple.

At that time, the innocent girl sat among the civilians with a happy face.

Her long purple hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, showing her relaxed and happy look.

The sunlight shines on her face, her starry eyes sparkle, full of expectation and yearning for the future, and full of happiness.

The singing is beautiful, like a lark flying freely in the blue sky.

The common people around were either sitting on small stools or sitting directly on the ground.

They have different identities and jobs; they are not family members or friends.

But the happiness on everyone's face is the same.

She was also very happy at that time and felt the meaning of her existence.

The young singer at that time wanted to bring happiness to everyone through her own efforts.

Princes and nobles may have their own troubles, but their lives are always rich and luxurious.

Only the civilians who struggle for survival every day seem to be always worried.

So she sang for them.

I hope to bring them hope and happiness through singing.

Life will always get better slowly.

That’s what she thought at that time.

At that time, she was not filled with worries, nor was she controlled by the Witch's Banquet, and she was once innocent and naive.

It’s a pity that a happy life is always short-lived.

The singer seems dazzling, but in fact she is too weak.

Singing can certainly bring happiness to people, but without the protection of a powerful force, it is destined to become just a canary kept by others.

She could not protect anything in front of the powerful nobles.

Dreams, even herself.

The girl who had just made great achievements saw her dreams shattered.

At that time, her future had just begun to unfold, but she was already being targeted by a noble.

Apart from singing, she can do nothing and has nothing.

Even his parents almost lost their lives because of him.

Thinking of these past events, Ella felt increasingly depressed.

She subconsciously looked for the source of warmth and burrowed deeper into the boy's arms.

I feel so safe when I feel wrapped in warmth, a solid and reliable chest, and hands caressing my back.

Suddenly, she came to her senses a little.

⑸At this moment, I was lying in someone else’s arms.

Why is there someone else around?

⒍It is clear that her husband has passed away.

Liu Aila subconsciously pushed Xia away and stepped back a little.

san "I'm sorry, my emotions got a little out of control."

Zhu Aila rubbed her forehead and when she looked up she saw the portrait of her late husband.

In the black and white photo, he is looking straight ahead with gentle eyes, as if he is looking at himself across time and space.

2At this time, Ella was completely sober. She was enveloped by a strong sense of guilt and felt heavy.

She actually threw herself into the arms of another man in front of her deceased husband.

Although she knew in her heart that she did not have much feelings for her late husband.

It's more of a responsibility and a restraint than an emotion.

To repay him for protecting me and saving me from harm.

At that time, she was targeted by the nobles and had no way to escape.

Just when she was about to reach her death, he appeared and protected her.

That's why she agreed to his proposal.

But that is the result of gratitude.

But things don't always go as planned. Even though she agreed to get married, he died early in the front line.

Therefore, she could never repay this kindness.

I have been carrying this burden in my heart all the time, suppressing it deep in my heart all the time, and it has gradually become an unsolvable knot in my heart.

That's why she only wanted to resurrect her late husband.

It is both to repay a favor and to express a sense of responsibility after entering into a marriage contract.

Even marriage is just a responsibility. In other words, Ella has never tasted the sweetness of love in her life.

According to her original idea, this was how her life would be.

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Chapter 81 Madam, have you heard of taking a different approach? The Sword Saint is coming (8k)

During this period of time, the hateful boy gradually entered my heart.

I don't know when it started, but the weight of him in my heart has unknowingly increased.

It's so annoying to be suspected by him!

Whenever she thought of his cold eyes before, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and the suffocating pain drowned her like a tide.

"You know, you're really annoying."

Aila's voice was low and mumbling, and only Char, who was snuggling close to her, could hear her.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Is it fun to bully a widow like me?"

Ella pursed her lips. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved and sad she felt.

Her rosy cheeks are like peach blossoms, and her eyes are watery, holding all her thoughts.

Ella clenched her little pink fist and punched Char's chest twice.

Soft and powerless.

Xia reached out and held her hand, wrapped her small pink fist in his palm, and with a gentle pull, he pulled her into his arms.

"you……"

Ella looked at the face so close to her, feeling a little flustered and wanting to run away again.

But the two seemed to be stuck together and couldn't be separated.

She raised her head and looked at the boy's face and affectionate eyes, as if she wanted to engrave him in her heart with her gaze.

The red lips parted slightly, and a faint fragrance wafted to the face, mixed with the aroma of fine wine, making people unconsciously want to indulge in it.

The air gradually warmed up and the atmosphere began to become ambiguous.

Looking at the stunning face so close to him, looking at the confusion, entanglement, grievance and deep emotions in Ella's eyes.

Like a rose covered with dew, it is beautiful and ready to be picked.

It makes people's hearts beat.

Char has never been an indecisive person, he always takes action when it is time to do so.

He held the delicate person in his arms with one hand and raised the other hand to gently lift up her scattered hair.

His fingertips stroked across the warm face, sending a jolt of electricity through Ella's bones.

The handsome face in front of her gradually grew bigger, and Ella was completely enveloped by Char's aura.

Ella's eyes were still open, but the whole world seemed to have become blurred. Only the touch was so real and had a magic that made people sink into it.

Char's hand had moved to the back of her head, pressing her towards him.

In a moment, Ella pushed Xia away and hurriedly increased the distance between them, her face becoming even redder.

The hair that had just been tidied became even more messy.

Ella's eyes were panicked and she covered her red lips with her hand.