She finished, and did not see surprise on Houghton’s face, but rather a non-generic calm.
Houghton took out the cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit it, and smoked it.
In the past, in the countryside, he always liked to carry a cigarette stick to smoke leaves, now in the city, the subtle change of his habit.
Houghton took a long sigh of relief, “or. You and him, no destiny.”
That day at the apartment, Houghton was talking to Morris Cheal and Vivian Mond when he noticed a twinkle in Vivian Mond’s eye, as if he had other ideas.
He saw it in his eyes, but didn’t say anything.
So Houghton had expected Vivian Mond toe to him to talk about Morris Cheal, but he didn’t expect the news toe along with the twins in her belly.
“Whether it’s meant to be or not is anyone’s guess.”
Vivian Mond leaned back in his chair and looked sideways not far away,menting, “The Hidden Tribe is in crisis, I just don’t want to drag him into it.”
“Then it’s still not destiny.”
“It’s not the same.”
Vivian Mond shook his head.
It was a hot summer day, and the sun was zing. The breeze brought a touch of coolness to her face and messed up Vivian Mond’s hair on her forehead.
She lifted her white jade-like fingers and lifted a strand of hair behind her ear, saying, “As long as I live, I can still renew my rtionship.”
“Hmph.”
Houghton snorted coldly and stopped dwelling on the subject with Vivian Mond, “What are you going to do now?”
“Leave L City as soon as possible, go to a ce where no one knows anyone, have the baby and settle down first. Then go back to the Hidden n.”
The affairs of the Hidden Tribe had to be dealt with, and Vivian Mond could not hide for the rest of her life.
But the baby in her belly was almost two months old, so she should have no problem hiding for eight months.
By then, the baby will be born safely, and she will have someone to take care of it, and then she can go back to the Hidden n without any worries.
“That Morris kid will let you go?”
Houghton removed his security cap, scratched his head, and grunted softly with his cap on again, clearly not believing that Morris Cheal would let Vivian Mond go.
“With the way he feels about me, he certainly wouldn’t let me leave. But …”
She paused in mid-sentence, her eyelids lifted slightly, those clear, watery eyes looking at Houghton, “If he forgets about me, naturally he won’t stop me.”
“What do you mean?”
Houghton was suddenly a little puzzled by Vivian Mond’s thoughts.
Vivian Mond blinked her long, thickshes, her eyelids drooping slightly to hide the starry glint in her eyes.
After blinking for just a moment, her eyes became dull again.
Only after a long time did she say, “I had the pleasure of reading a book called …”
Slowing down her tone, she looked up to Houghton and said, “The Secret History of the Hidden Tribe.”
After saying the title of the book, Vivian Mond kept staring at Houghton, as if trying to detect a clue from his subtle facial expression.
As expected, Houghton’s eyebrows furrowed and a bit of surprise haloed under his eyes, “Where did you read that?”
“It doesn’t matter where I read it. However, the book clearly says that there is a kind of hidden tribe that can seal a person’s memory.”
Some things are coincidental, yet it seems like a free arrangement in the underworld.
For example, when she went to The Cheal family’s old mansion and identally fell into the dungeon of The Cheal family’s old mansion, she coincidentally found the book that reads “The Secret History of the Crypt” in the study of the dungeon.
When she was lost in the dungeon, she saw the book and read it curiously for a while, just in time to see that it was written about the ult art to seal the memory.
Vivian Mond wonders from time to time if this is what God intended.
Houghton held his cigarette and took several puffs until it burned out, then he put the butt down in the ashtray and twisted it out.
“Answer my question.”
Houghton pressed.
Vivian Mond knows that Houghton is very concerned about the matter of the hidden family, and does not intend to hide, said: “The Cheal family old mansion has a dungeon, once he and I identally broke into the dungeon, in the dungeon study identally saw.”
“The Cheal family’s old house’s underground pce? What age is that dungeon? The books, how old and new are they?”
“The dungeon is at least a hundred years old, and The Secret History of the Hidden Family is a blue-skinned book, like an isted copy left over from thest century.”
After she finished, Houghton leaned back in his seat with his arms around his chest, pondering.
After a long time, he murmured, “The Hidden Family has been very secretive, and not many people know the existence of the Hidden Family. Why did the “Secret History of the Hidden Family” appear in The Cheal family’s underground pce? Could it be that The Cheal family still has people who used to be from the Hidden Family?”
“If The Cheal family has people from the Hidden Race, will it have any effect?”
Vivian Mond noticed that Houghton looked serious and knew that this was a serious matter.
“That depends on what level the other side is in the Crypt.” Houghton sighed again and waved his hand, “It’s just that, this matter is set aside for now, I will investigateter. But you said you wanted to seal Morris Cheal’s memory, have you thought about it?”
“Yes.”
She nodded without thinking.
“You won’t regret it?”
“Since I met him, he has saved my life many times, and I owe him a lot. Initially, when I was with him, I would be at peace with him saving me, and I would even feel that he was good and worthy of being entrusted. But as he saved me more often and sacrificed more for me, I felt it was a debt that could not be repaid, a pressure that made my conscience ufortable.”
Love, too, requires sharedmitment.
Vivian Mond wanted to do a lot for Morris Cheal, but he was limited in his ability to do so.
In the year since he met Morris Cheal, he has repeatedly put himself in danger for her, and the debt he owes her will never be repaid.
But her current situation is, not only can not be repaid, but also infinitely stacked ‘kindness’!
Eventually, the bottom line was reached and she could no longer ept the sacrifices Morris Cheal made for her.
“That’s one way to go. However, sealing memories is not something that anyone can do. Let me know when you think of it and I’ll help you contact someone as fast as I can.”
“Don’t think about it, I’ve already made sure.”
Vivian Mond was adamant.This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.
That stubbornness wasforting, yet heartbreaking to Houghton.
He looked at Vivian Mond in a meaningful way and didn’t say anything for a long time.
Finally, he just nodded, got up and left.
Vivian Mond sat alone under the umbre in the lounge area for a long, long time.
Buzzing –
The phone in her pocket rang unexpectedly.
She pulled it out and saw that it was Morris Cheal calling.
Vivian Mond hesitated for a moment and answered the phone, “Morris?”
“Are you done shopping? Why haven’t you replied to all your messages?”
At the other end of the phone, Morris Cheal’s tone was gentle and inquisitive.
Hearing his gentle voice, Vivian Mond only felt a vague pain in her heart, and felt more and more painful for him.
“Well, I’ll be right back when I’m done shopping.”
“Okay, I’ll wait for you at home.”
…
Night apartment.
Half an hour or soter, Vivian Mond returned to the apartment and walked into the living room to see Morris Cheal sitting on the couch.
And Morris Cheal heard the sound and inclined her head to look at the foyer, only to see Vivian Mond standing there changing her shoes with one hand on the wall and the other carrying arge handbag.
She looked exhausted and skimmed at him, “Gee, Sue Stewart is really too good at shopping, I’m getting tired.”