Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

It's all painful memories, memories awakened at midnight, which can't be touched at all. Every time a corner is lifted, the body will tremble uncontrollably.

An Xia closed the corners of her mouth.

She felt that Fang Yue was very painful at this moment.

I also feel that Fang Yue now needs to express all the fears in her heart.

An Xia held Fang Yue's hand.

Fang Yue clenched his hand tightly.

The drowning man caught the driftwood in despair and got the hope of surviving.

The grip was so tight that the knuckles of both of them were white.

An Xia held her tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Fang Yue, it's all over, it's all over."

The mother Sada is dead, and the fear he once added to Fang Yue's body should also be buried along with the death of the mother Sada.

"Yeah, it's all over." Fang Yue smiled, smiling like a ray of sunshine pouring out of a dark cloud, and she asked An Xia, "Should I completely forget those memories that go along like a shadow?"

"Memories are a person's past, and there is no way to erase a person's past." An Xia said rationally, "You don't need to forget, but you need to learn to let it go."

"The more you avoid the pain, the pain will follow you. For me, the best way is not to forget, but to let go."

Not forgetting, but... letting go?

Fang Yue thought sadly, how to let it go?

After so many years of suffering, how can I let it go?

She smiled, with tears in her eyes again, "I'm afraid it's hard to let go. I don't think about these pains for so many years, and I don't know how I have survived all these years."

All I know is that every time she turns to the memories of that day, she will lock herself in the room and stay away from home all day.

Even self-harm.

"I actually thought about suicide. But every time I commit suicide, I think of my parents who died tragically and innocent people who lost their lives. I sometimes hate that country, for the sake of power struggles and civil turmoil, I completely ignore the lives and deaths of ordinary people. ."

"Those who are aloof, the lives of our people are in their eyes, like ants, not as valuable as a cigarette in their hands."

"I often think that if I were a powerful person in that country, I would definitely try my best to protect my people and would not let them be harmed."

"Isn't it naive?" Fang Yue smiled and looked at An Xia, eyes full of tears flowing out of her eyes.

An Xia shook her head and said seriously: "No, you love your country so much that you want to build your own country. This is not naive, but a sense of social responsibility."

"Xia Guo's old saying, ‘first worry about the world and worry about it, and then enjoy the world afterwards’, I think it can be given to you."

...

Fang Yue was silent, and she was shocked by the high hat that An Xia suddenly wore to her.

She, she, she... She really doesn't have such a high level of enlightenment.

However, listening really makes her happy.

I was so happy that my eyes were like a faucet without a twist, and my tears flowed like running water.

"You little girl, I'm used to comforting people, and I'm embarrassed to talk about it." Fang Yue cried for a while and laughed for a while. Before that, she said that she was an older sister and she didn't need the little girl's care.

At this moment, I don't know who is crying into tears.

An Xia doesn't like crying herself, and she has never seen a woman cry like Fang Yue.

Sigh, "I don't think you are embarrassed, embarrassed, you should not cry."