The figure of the White Queen gradually disappeared, leaving only the Maleficent on the bed.
She lay down with open hands, closed her red and swollen eyes, and swallowed the cry in her throat back into her stomach, replaced by another kind of trembling.
"hehe……"
"Hehehehahaha..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"She promised, she promised! But what's the use, she can't protect anything, we can't protect anything! Nothing will change, the princess on the tower will definitely fall, tonight is everything
The turning point...tonight..."
At the back, Maleficent couldn't suppress the laughter coming from the deep folds of her soul. Her whole body twitched and trembled with laughter, and she even beat the mattress vigorously. Tears of laughter flowed from her tightly closed eyes, and mocking saliva ran across the corners of her mouth.
I laughed so hard several times that I couldn't breathe but continued to laugh, until my body gave out and turned into a puddle of mud.
Like a madman.
"It's rare to see you so happy. Do you have any interesting stories to share?"
The palace quietly disappeared, she opened her eyes and found that she had returned to the original dream.
The witch stood next to her head, looking down at her with interest.
"...Nothing interesting."
"That's it, then you should go back quickly." The witch said, "This short and pleasant game is about to end."
Snapped.
One hand grabbed the witch's ankle.
The witch turned her head and saw the girl in the black skirt still lying on the ground, but she reached out and grabbed her feet.
When the girl in the black dress raised her head, the witch saw a familiar yet unfamiliar look in her pupils.
Dark, clear, and bright.
There is no blurred blood and ink, and there is no crazy turbidity.
"...Black?" There was a hint of disbelief in the witch's voice: "Are you awake?"
Hei didn't speak, she just looked at the witch like this. The thing that sisters hate the most is this, even if there are no words, eye contact alone is enough to complete all communication.
The only way she expressed her attitude was to grab the witch's ankle, humble yet firm.
However, the witch did not look at her, but turned her gaze to the other side.
It's rush hour after get off work now, and the White Witch is also off work.
Wearing a pure white dress that she had not worn for a long time, she lay weakly on the ground, light and weightless, like a lost snowflake.
"Did you all play until you were completely dry?" said the witch: "So it seems that I am more cautious?"
Hearing the witch's voice, the pure white girl also opened her eyes, struggled to crawl to the witch's feet, and grabbed her other ankle. She didn't say anything, just stared at the witch quietly, her pure eyes filled with pleading.
tears.
"Hei woke up, and Bai is back too?"
The witch knelt down and looked at the two of them with confusion, like a child who suddenly found a toy that had been missing before suddenly appearing on the desk.
Soon, she clapped her hands in realization.
"I see!"
"No wonder the audience is so generous this time and allows us to deeply interfere with reality!"
"It's impossible for him not to predict the degree of chaos in our behavior. According to his cautious action style, we are not qualified to take on this task. I thought he wanted to take advantage of our numerical advantage before, plus Ash has recently
With the secret incarnation obtained, a two-pronged approach can transform Ash into a super invincible scumbag."
"Now it seems that his target is not the gospel at all, but us!"
"Or rather, it's you!"
"He predicted the impact of dreams on you, so he deliberately let us out. You two are his results. There is a 2 out of 18 chance of winning this bet."
The witch was filled with emotion at the viewers' plot, and looked down at the sisters lying on the ground: "However, he also lost the bet."
"Even if you are willing to sacrifice yourselves," the witch said one word at a time, "I may not allow it."
"I'm different from Sword Lady. She can watch Sonia live a better life, but when I see Lysdia gain the happiness I never had, I'll just feel so sick that I feel sour."
"I actually wanted to like her, after all, she was me in the past. But I saw Ash being so kind to her, seeing her getting through all the difficulties comfortably, and seeing her smile all the time... My
All I have left in my heart is anger and jealousy."
“It’s like there are countless voices in my head questioning me.”
"Why her? Why not me?"
"Why can she avoid suffering? Why should I bear everything?"
"What did she do right? Why does she have everything? How bad can I be to get nothing?"
The witch tilted her head and stared at the two of them: "Speaking of which, are those voices my voice or your murmurs?"
"I wish she could enjoy the fate I had experienced twice, and then be destroyed, tortured and twisted into a monster uglier and more miserable than me." The witch's beautiful face was filled with cruel malice: "Only in this way can I feel a little comforted.
"
"It's too late for me to harm her now, how can I help her?"
The boiling malice passed along the skin to Black and White's heart, but they knew that what they came into contact with was just the bubbles that came out after boiling. Below was the bottomless black abyss, which contained huge, turbid and unable to evaporate.
of despair.
And this is already the result of being shared among seventeen sisters.
Precisely because the witch bears the most despair, she also holds the greatest power, even though this is not of her own free will.
"right……"
"sorry."
Witch and Hei were both stunned. They looked at Bai, as if trying to find any trace of the latter joking.
"Although it's a little late... maybe a lot late, but, I'm sorry." Bai tried her best to suppress the crying in her voice, but failed completely. The choked up interrupted her words many times: "So, I hope that I can at least
for……"
"Do you think I would still care about your belated apology after all this time?"
The witch stood up: "Yes, I care."
Snapped!
The witch kicked Bai in the abdomen, sending her flying more than ten meters away. The white mist surrounding her dispersed, leaving a rolling avenue for her.
Then the witch bent down and grabbed Hei up: "What about you? Do you have anything you want to say to me?"
"No." Hei Jingping said, "I have never been sorry to you."
"You really dare to say that..." the witch sneered: "But why? Forget it if you are white, you are not a self-sacrificing person if you are black. I thought you were the same as me, the type who doesn't like other people's good things."
She glanced at Bai who was struggling to get up in the distance: "No matter how much you sacrifice, you are not protecting your queen. Your past will not change at all, and your suffering will not be reduced at all."
"In the final analysis, the term 'make up for regrets' is no different from 'self-comfort'. They are both tricks of self-deception. Like making up for past regrets, the past sufferings can be written off... It has never existed!"
"Hei, be good, continue to sleep." The witch stared at Hei's pupils, and her voice was soft and charming: "You have been freed from reality, so don't come back again."
Black shook his head.
"But I'm just dreaming now."
The corners of her mouth turned up, showing a sincere smile: "So, don't let me wake up this time, just let me drown in my dream, okay?"
The witch was slightly startled, then let go of her hand, letting Hei sit on the ground.
The dark butler hugged the witch's waist, like a koala clinging to its mother, or like a younger sister coquettishly showing off to her older sister.
