Chapter 612


    Very soon, one of his men came in.


    “Take the ship back to Antis,” he said.


    The man nodded courteously. “Yes, sir!”


    Then, he stalked out of the cabin.


    After the door closed, Christopher Lancelot shifted his gaze to X Quest’s face again.


    He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. His eyes were rimmed with red.


    Methodically, he blew the smoke into the cool air and turned away from X, trying all his might to


    hold back his tears.


    Mixed feelings flooded X’s heart as she looked at his sorrowful back.


    After calming himself down for a long time, he was finally willing to turn back to face X. His eyes


    were still red as he stared at her face. “X… Can you light a cigarette for me?”


    X guessed that Miranda must often lit cigarettes for him, which was also why he had requested


    her to do so.


    Though lighting a cigarette was just a simple action in our daily life, it must have meant a lot to the


    two of them.


    X nodded and reached for the lighter on the bedside table.


    He silently crushed the butt of the cigarette in his hand with his bare hand and went for a new one,


    handing it to X.


    X took the cigarette from him and ced it on his lower lips gently.


    Slowly opening his mouth, he held the cigarette between his lips before passing the lighter to X.


    X lit the lighter unhurriedly and brought it closer to his mouth.


    He subconsciously lowered his head so that the tip of the cigarette could reach the me. He


    gradually inhaled, and the cigarette was lit in the very next second.


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    X then clicked shut the cap of the lighter.


    In the midst of the hazy air, Christopher could feel that the prickly feeling in his eyes only intensified


    with each puff he took at the cigarette. “X, are you the only child in your family? Are you sure you


    don’t have a missing elder or younger sister?”


    X answered truthfully, “I do have a sibling but she’s my half-sister. I’m sure that I don’t have any


    other missing sister out there.”


    “Oh.” He took a deep drag on his cigarette once more. Finally, a lone tear trailed down his cheek.


    All the beautiful memories between Miranda and him began to swirl in his mind.


    “In the past, she was the only one who stayed by my side when my life was tough. I started from


    scratch and went through many hardships to be who I am today, and yet she wasn’t afraid to


    go through ups and downs with me… She was very nice to me. She always tried to take good care


    of me. Even when I was smoking, she would take the initiative to light my cigarette.


    “Every single time…” Words stuck in his throat as he agitatedly brushed away the tears from his


    face. He dropped his head and continued to smoke, unable to speak a word.


    The thought of Miranda tore his heart out. Agony shot through his body.


    Although X had no idea who exactly was he.


    Nor did she know the actual story behind their rtionship.


    Her heart ached when she listened to him, reminiscing his love. She could feel prickly feelings at


    the tip of her nose.


    “When I had nothing, I often told her that I would start out on my own and give her the best life ever.


    She believed everything I said. Finally, I seeded.”


    “However, she was killed by my enemies when I was at the height of my glory. By the time I found


    her, her body had been hanging on the city gates for three days, her face unrecognizable.


    “In the end, I’m the only one who gets to enjoy the wealth, the glory, and everything else I had


    worked so hard to own. It’s all loneliness that fills up my life.” He smiled bitterly.


    “Therefore, I drink every night. I have a different woman to keep mepany every day. I want to


    numb myself, but I still dream of her at night.” When he finished venting, he took another big drag


    on his cigarette.


    X was touched by his tears.


    She was heartbroken too.


    X patted his shoulder gently, trying to ease his pain. “I think if Miranda was still alive, she’d never


    want to see you like this. She loved you so much. She’d definitely hope that you can forget her and


    move on. She’d love to see you marrying someone you love, having children, and living the happy


    life you deserve.”


    “The girl I love the most is already dead, and there will never be one like her in this world.”


    “How is that possible? If you open up your heart, you’ll definitely meet someone who you can get


    along well with.”


    “I think you’re fine, but you have rejected me. Two of you are so much alike. I’m certain that you’ll


    bring me joy.”


    “I have a husband,” X said.