Your Highness, Don’t Be Like This

"So, under the crown of the Pope." Louis looked at the woman standing on the other side of the deck without saying a word, looking at the moonlight and said: "Do you remember the entanglement between you and Master Aishwarya— In other words, do you remember those things you did before?"

With that said, Louis deliberately threw the wine gourd in his hand.

The woman reached out and took the tossed wine gourd, and the chic movements made Louis feel so familiar.

What made Louis' eyelids twitched even more was that the woman actually drank the wine.

But after this, the woman didn't speak, she quietly looked at the bright moon in the sky, with the faint smile on her face, there was an indescribable sense of loneliness and loneliness.

"It's the same month... Since that year, I have forgotten many things and what I once had. The only thing that has an impression is a river."

"Someone told me that maybe as long as I cross the river, I will think of everything and everything I once owned."

"But what beautiful scenery can there be on the other side of the river? After turning over one, it is another. If you go too far, you will go the wrong way."

"It's like mountain climbing. We, with enthusiasm, often want to climb to the tallest one in order to see the world more clearly. But we stand too high, but we can't see anything."

[The woman speaks. 】

[Also drank alcohol. 】

[But you are silent. 】

[You can't fully understand the woman's words, because there are too many things that have not been said in the words. 】

[Also left too many unspoken narrations. 】

【-'She used to be' is full of ambition and longing, wanting to walk across the river and stand on the highest mountain. But ‘she’s now’ just want to stand where she is, do what she should do, and walk her own path. 】

[God exists to protect the world—this is what people (believers) have often mentioned in their ears since they remembered things. 】

[I don’t know when—perhaps after seeing the suffering of so many people, she began to take the word ‘God’ as a kind of duty and mission. 】

[But I don’t know when it started. The road she walked and what she saw on the mountain made her forget her duty and mission. I forgot what I was supposed to do. 】

[Because I stood too high, all I saw was ambition. 】

[It will make people forget who they are. 】

[Forgetting—Now the woman has forgotten everything, but she remembered who she was, her mission and what she should do. 】

[And perhaps, the ‘present self’ is the original self-the self when he was just born. 】

[Perhaps you shouldn't doubt the person in front of you, because now she faces the world with a sincere heart. She didn't want to go too far, she didn't want to see what was on the other side of the river. She just wants to stay here now and do what she should do. 】

[Even if you give your life for it-people (believers) say that she is everyone’s patron god, she doesn’t know whether she is worthy of the word, but she feels that some things (duties and missions) are worthy of life. OK. 】

There was a little silence on the deck. The waves slapped the bow, and the two were drinking wine quietly, silent in the beautiful night.

The beautiful galaxy in the sky is like the bright eyes of a woman.

Suddenly, the woman smiled, turned her head to look at Louis and said: "I made you laugh, Louis, I said something inexplicable... Please rest assured, I will accompany you to the end of the Styx— I mean, I am not unhappy because of everyone’s rejection and hatred...because my memory has always been poor."

Slowly, that smile appeared on the woman's face again. She smiled beautifully, but she was very lonely. The loneliness is like she is the only one left in the world, so lonely that people want to hold the impulsive her in his arms.

"It's just sometimes... sometimes I feel a little distressed because I have forgotten too many things...because I probably shouldn't forget a person."

Louis resisted this irrational impulse. He took the wine thrown by the woman. After taking a sip, he hiccuped and suddenly felt a little funny—he thought of someone's lines.

"Girl, you are serious-I think this is not necessarily a bad thing-a friend of mine once said that the biggest worry of people is that they can't forget something. If many things can be forgotten, then every day will be a new one. Start..."

After a pause, Louis looked at the woman's clear eyes. In the curiosity of these eyes, he handed the wine gourd to the woman and said with a smile: "How happy then should you be?"

"New beginning..."

Looking at the galaxy in the distance, the woman's eyes became brighter without knowing it—perhaps it should have been so bright.

After a pause, the woman shook the wine gourd, and the light in her eyes gradually disappeared.

[I can forget all that, but how can this world forget myself. 】

[How can there be a new beginning. 】

[Sometimes people really can't do wrong things, because once they do, even if they make up for nine times, the scars left by the world cannot be forgotten by the world. 】

After drinking the last sip of wine, she stuffed the wine gourd in her hand into Louis's arms-she didn't like drinking. But I drank it today.

Moreover, the gods pour this kind of wine that can be put into the gods-and drank a lot.

However, it was a good decision to get rid of the priests who followed him all day long.

Because the cool breeze tonight is very refreshing, it makes myself a lot easier.

And today is also very enjoyable—maybe this ghostly trip with Mr. Louis may be pretty good.

And Mr. Louis may not be that bad either-he has too much prejudice against him.

At this time, Louis didn't know that the woman was drinking with an exception today, but he just felt that he was suddenly relieved.

Maybe I met a girl today who can talk and drink.

Or maybe it was because I had a great drink today.

In any case, Louis feels that he has been able to determine two things-there has never been a ‘double-faced person’.

It's because I have been thinking about it too much.

[To some extent, you are indeed right—Miss YYDS is indeed one person, not two people. 】

[She just has a bad memory, which makes her ‘not a complete person’. 】

The smile on Louis's face gradually stiffened—indeed, there was one thing he was still unsure of.

Otherwise, I'll lose sleep tonight.

"Miss, I have always had a doubt." Louis burped drunkly, and looked at the woman curiously: "What kind of wine is in your gourd wine before? It tastes like an experience. Life time after time, people can't stop, but when I recall it, it seems that there is nothing, and after being drunk, I can't even remember the taste of wine."

It was this doubt that Louis wanted to be sure—certainly not such a strange thing as touching others.

He didn't know why he had to determine this issue, but he always felt that it was related to the ‘incompleteness’ of the woman in front of him.

Miss Alia was slightly startled by Louis's words. She touched her drunken cheek, not remembering when she had had a drink with Louis.

"Maybe you have a bad memory."

The woman smiled a little, but in her smile this time, the smell of loneliness and loneliness disappeared.

But still people can't help but want to hug it impulsively.

A big wave hit, and the woman who was dizzy in her head almost staggered-she would fall like a mortal, which really made the woman feel incredible.

She always felt that this was not because she had drunk the fairy pour—she always felt that at the moment just now, it seemed that there was a slight magic wave that appeared so suddenly.

Anyway, when that kind big hand put the woman's arms in that warm chest, her mind went blank.

She couldn't remember what happened afterwards—as if she was kissed!

She is not sure.

She only remembered that she returned to the room in the embarrassing apology of Mr. Louis.

And although this matter kept Miss Alia up all night, she did not dare to talk to Francis Scotty, and it was hard to say anything about Louis—after all, they were kind.

As for whether you kissed or not, she was too embarrassed to ask.

If you ask, people will definitely not admit it.

But in retrospect, Miss Alia was very suspicious that Mr. Louis had just done it on purpose—after all, when he sent herself back to the room, the waves on the sea were bigger and the boat swayed more severely. But he never stumbled again.

Of course, this may also have something to do with the kind Mr. Louis holding his arms around him all the time-he couldn't push away.

She was too embarrassed to push hard. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

Only dared to push secretly.

And although she can't remember, she always feels that Mr. Louis's hands seem to be a bit dishonest...

But in any case, what happened today is for Miss Alia, who doesn't understand the ugliness of this world, but has a long memory-she hates wine, so she shouldn't touch it.

Otherwise, if you accidentally drank too much, some shameless people with very bad personal behavior might take advantage of drinking too much as an excuse.

Such as Louis.

‘Made, what important thing do I have to make sure of in the end? ’

After a burp, Louis looked at the closed door and frowned.

"Oh, yes!" Louis patted his forehead abruptly, his eyes lit up-he finally remembered the important doubt he had always had.

"C cup!"

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