We talked together, and he said that he considered Erza a friend and a sister, although not as deep as Evelyn or Ryan's feelings; he had sincere feelings for Erza. Treat. Hearing the news of her tragic death, he could not sleep well at night.Among the people sitting here, I don't have a close relationship with Erza, but I can't help but be heartbroken. Anyway, they...I look at Ryan; he's already had his third or fourth bottle of something. However, his face was still white, and he couldn't tell if he was drunk.Until 11 p.m., at the time of preparing for the fireworks.Ryan slowly stood up."Brother, where are you going?" I ask."Go home," Ryan said and walked away.Evelyn immediately nudged my arm. "Follow him; he's been drinking a lot."I nodded and followed. He didn't stop me when I won the driver's seat. At first glance, Ryan looks calm, but I think he's drunk.When he got home, he prevented me from turning on the light, nor did he need me to help him; he went to the sofa by him
Caser wasn't angry; he just rolled his eyes. "I don't believe a coward like Titus can give birth to a good son. His son must be as brutal as he is."Clara was visibly annoyed. "Don't talk to you anymore; it's better to talk to my knees.""Then talk to your knees, don't bring any trouble on my head; make me carry it." Caser was furious.I forced a smile. "Don't argue; it's the new year anyway.""What's the new year? We forgot that concept long ago; living now is boring." Caser waved his hand.Clara's gaze was also gloomy. "That's right, I've also forgotten what the New Year's Eve moment is like."I was silent; no matter how hard I tried to smile, my heart still throbbed with each beat. Compared to the physical body, it is much more tormenting.I said absentmindedly. "Ryan is a nice person..."Caser huffed. "You think well for him. In a few days, he won't remember who you are and will marry a beautiful new wife on the orders of old Titus."I smiled, honestly. "I'm hoping for the same; i
Clara pouted. "If it were Nathan, I think he wouldn't be involved. But his son, I'm not sure. After all, he doesn't have any of his father's courage; just looking at him, he is not nice."Caser raised an eyebrow. "Have you met him?""Several times before. Very arrogant and overbearing." Clara sat down on the chair.I pondered for a moment, and when Clara teased, I was startled."Don't care what he says. It's all bullshit." Clara shook her head.I smiled wryly, confused. That night I could not sleep; I lay still and stared at the ceiling because I was afraid that movement would wake Clara. No wonder she hadn't slept at all."Worried about Ryan or worried about Red River?" Clara still closed her eyes; only her lips were moving."Aren't you asleep yet?" I was surprised because I had initially heard her steady breathing.Clara continued to speak. "Say, what are you thinking about?""About everything," I said sadly and buried my face in the pillow."What is most important?" Clara asked abs
By day 25, I no longer had any more injuries.By day 36, I had successfully beaten Caser twice."Very good! It did not disappoint me." Clara is satisfied.I smiled, really feeling happy too.After finishing dinner and cleaning up a bit, I continued practicing.Clara leaned her shoulder against the column and looked at me. "Hard working, don't you feel tired?" She gave me the towel.I took it to wipe my sweat, panting and shaking my head."Caser is an odd person; although he is a bit eccentric, he is good. Although I don't approve of his ruthless training, it's very effective. If you practice in the usual way, you probably won't be able to achieve the effect you have today." Clara said."Yes, I am very grateful to him." I smiled and remembered something that always bothered me."What do you want to ask?" Clara saw my thoughts.I didn't want to hide it from her, so I said it. "You said Violet was a friend's daughter before; was that Caser?"Clara was silent, her eyes sharp."I had a cha
It's hard to imagine. I knew before that Ryan was not Titus's opponent, but I did not dare to believe that he could still treat his child so cruelly, even after Ryan was only a child."OK, let's talk about it for today. I go to bed first; after practicing, remember to rest." Clara got up and went into the house.Only I was left sitting there; I didn't continue to practice but remembered Ryan.Long time no see; I miss him....Diana POV:I brought food to Ryan, but for a long time, he did not eat properly and was only befriended with alcohol; no matter how strong he is, I am afraid he will not last long.When I entered the house, the smell of alcohol made me dizzy.I reached out to turn on the light and saw Ryan sitting on the sofa, leaning back, drinking.Since that New Year's Eve, he didn't cry again, didn't get angry, and showed no emotion. Other than drinking, there was only killing; maybe only at that moment could he relax a little.The group of elders on the outside was pleased w
Then he wakes up in the middle of a dream; panic is caught in the air, and his mouth is still screaming. "Ryan, Ryan."Clara squatted up, her face still a little sleepy. "What's up? Dreaming of a nightmare?"I was breathing fast; my heart was still aching, the feeling in the dream still didn't go away, and the pain was just like the real thing.Clara looked at me, a little startled. "Why are you crying with tears on your face?"I hugged Clara, sobbing. "I dreamed that Ryan was dead; he was dead.""Calm down; it was just a dream." Clara gently hugged me, patting my back to comfort me."No, I have to return to Black Moon now." I hurriedly got out of bed.Suddenly Clara called me back. "Erza."I turned my head.She continued. "A dream is just a dream; it's because you worry about him too much that you dream like that at night.""I know, but…." I clutched my left breast and sat down on the ground. "The feel of this place is so authentic...""OK. Do you need me to come back tomorrow to hel
I sighed, then waited until evening to sneak into Ryan's villa but was unlucky to be discovered; everywhere was carefully guarded, and not even a fly could sneak in.Looks serious.At midnight I returned to Caser's house. I was still thinking about how to tell Erza when in the distance, I saw a tiny figure sitting in front of the house. Erza sat with her legs folded and her arms wrapped around her body. It was freezing today, and unexpectedly that stupid girl was still suffering.I originally wanted to avoid it, so I intended to turn away, but Erza's hearing was excellent; even though she hadn't seen me, she shouted. "Is that you, Clara?"Unable to hide, I stepped outside, awkwardly looking at her, and forced a smile.As if sensing something, Erza's face stiffened and stammered. "Is everything…still good?""Still good." I forced a few laughs and lied. "It's a waste of your time to worry; Ryan is fine. Even better than before."After saying that, I wanted to hurry into the house, but E
Although I want to stay, the time is not correct. I don't want to be Ryan's critical point right now. A few days ago, I heard Caser say that the FMS alliance was officially established, including three long-standing packs, Blue Forest, White Mountain, and Green Snow. They have formally declared war and have not taken back their words; this time, they want to overthrow Black Moon together.Even if I go back now, Ryan stops the fight, but he still gets attacked, and I become his only weak point; I'd rather be behind to help him out a bit. Then when the war ends, I will officially return to his side.I nostalgically looked at Ryan a few more times and bent my head to kiss his lips softly, tears involuntarily falling down Ryan's cheeks. In confusion, he hugged me tightly; even when I was unconscious, my strength was still very different from his. Ryan holds me close and kisses me on the lips, a gentle kiss at first, but a moment that turns into longing, becoming more and more intense. I w