From Prisoner to Si Chen

The two sides were silent for a few seconds.

"Sorry. I broke into your castle without permission."

Gilan took off his hat, saluted the other party, and said softly.

He saw that this girl was not simple.

Although under spiritual vision, the other party's consciousness is no different from that of ordinary people. But looking back at this dead island, this huge but empty castle, and this lonely girl in a wheelchair.

This doesn't look like an ordinary person.

"I'll leave now."

Gillan put his hat back on and was about to turn around and leave.

But the girl in the wheelchair called out to him:

"Wait a moment, sir."

Hearing the sound, Gilan stopped.

Immediately, I heard the rustling sound of wheels rolling behind me.

The girl pushed her wheelchair with her hands and came to Jilan's side. She turned to look at him and smiled:

"I don't mean to drive you away... In fact, it's quite boring for me to stay here alone. No one has visited me for a long time. Can you chat with me?"

As she spoke, she pointed behind her.

At the end of the hall, there is a huge circular staircase leading upstairs.

"In return, how about I treat you to afternoon tea, sir?"

Ji Lan looked at the clear eyes and sincere smile on the girl's delicate but sickly pale face. After a moment of silence, she nodded mysteriously.

He didn't know whether it was the other party's situation of losing her legs that made him feel pity, or whether the other party was suspected of being a high-ranking mysterious person, and Gilan wanted to try to have a good relationship with her. In short, he accepted the other party's invitation.

Seeing that he agreed, the girl smiled happily.

With a smile on her lips, she rolled the wheelchair with her hands and led the way.

Arriving at the circular staircase, Gillan walked up behind the girl like a gentleman and took the initiative to push her wheelchair up the slope on one side of the circular staircase.

The girl was startled at first, but did not refuse.

Wait until the two of them get to the second floor.

Under the guidance of the girl, Jilan pushed her into a tea room with ancient decoration but very warm.

The teahouse is not big, about 20 to 30 square meters.

There are white candles in every corner, and the firelight illuminates the room.

A variety of bright flowers, as well as large and small potted plants of varieties that Jilan could not recognize, were carefully arranged and placed on the corners, windowsills and wall panels to decorate the tea room.

If he didn't tell her, Ji Lan would even think that this was a flower house.

"Please take a seat, sir."

The girl pointed to the small round table in the center, and then went to the counter to make tea and get cups and saucers.

Her movements were neither hasty nor slow, appearing skillful and elegant.

"My name is Torina, what's yours, sir?"

"Gillen."

The wheelchair-bound girl named Torina chewed on the name as if she wanted to remember it.

Immediately, she held the tray in one hand and rolled the wheelchair with the other, and slowly came to the round table. He arranged the small carved teapot and cups and saucers neatly, and poured another cup of hot tea for Gilan.

“This is ‘Yelan’ that I specially planted on the island. When cooked with ‘white tea leaves’, the tea tastes slightly sweet and has a refreshing fragrance.”

Torina smiled.

"I hope you enjoy it, Mr. Gillan."

Ji Lan silently picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of tea, mixed with an indescribable sweetness, bloomed from your mouth. Although he has no physical body now, even his consciousness feels strong comfort with it.

The next second, he was stunned again.

Because he found that his spirituality had changed and became stronger and more stable... This meant that the upper limit of the elements of the universe that his spirituality could accommodate had been increased.

The efficiency of absorbing elements every day has also become higher!

Ji Lan's eyes were filled with joy, and she drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp. The spirit seemed to be jumping for joy and was greatly satisfied.

"This tea..." He put down the tea cup and said in surprise.

"It seems you like it very much."

Torina was happy about this and took the initiative to refill his glass.

Jilan was not anxious this time. Looking at the other party's elegant posture, he said frankly:

"Yeah. It tastes good, and it's very helpful to me."

Torina raised her black eyes and landed on the blond young man.

She spoke slowly and said:

"Like you can see my pain..."

"I can see your pain too, Mr. Gillan."

"Your heart is full of restlessness, anxiety and urgency. I believe this pot of tea can give you some help."

"You seem to be eager to climb the original steps, hoping to gain stronger strength and a more stable mind... Perhaps only in this way can you feel safe and suppress the pain in your heart."

The girl picked up the tea cup and expressed his hidden emotions in one sentence.

Ji Lan was stunned.

Then he heard the other party slowly say:

"But the pain will not disappear. Instead, it will hide deep in your heart. By absorbing your increasingly amplified emotions, it will slowly grow stronger and eventually turn into an unstoppable crazy beast."

"When the beast reaches its full maturity, your ego will be consumed by it."

"At that time, you will no longer be you."

"It is a beast called 'I' that is dominated by madness."

Gillan fell into a long silence.

The girl's words were like a sharp knife, piercing into his pretended to be hard heart, peeling away the fear that he had hidden deep in his heart and did not want to reveal to outsiders.

"Thank you for the reminder, Miss Torina."

Gillan croaked.

"But I have no other choice..."

"Yes." The girl sighed. "Too much helplessness in this world comes from having no choice."

"Just like me, I was born without legs, and I can't imagine what a wonderful experience it would be to stand and walk."

Ji Lan looked at each other blankly.

Thinking of the past life, although I also lost my legs, I had walked, jumped, and ran wildly as a child, and enjoyed such beauty.

But the girl in front of me has never felt it before.

"I am born with a chronic disease and I don't know how to cure it."

Ji Lan sighed softly with an unspeakable pity.

The girl's hand holding the teacup froze.

Hearing this, her eyes swayed for a moment, and she was a little absent-minded.

Soon, I heard the blond young man ask again:

"Miss Torina, do you hate the rain?"

"rain……"

The girl recalled what it was like when it rained. After a moment of silence, she unexpectedly replied:

"I don't hate the rain. On the contrary, I love it."

"Why?"

Through the chat just now, Gilan seemed to have forgotten his surroundings, as if he had found a confidant with whom he was happy to talk.

The girl smiled.

"Because that's special to me... I've never seen it rain more than once in my life."

Ji Lan was a little surprised.

He frowned slightly, and through his own experience, he guessed something empathetically, and then said:

"Do you rarely go out?"

"Yeah." Torina glanced at him in surprise and nodded. “So no matter what the weather is, I feel it’s novel.”

"Mr. Gillan hates the rain?"

"Um."

Ji Lan took a sip of tea and looked at the night and sea outside the tea room window.

"Rain always puts me in a bad mood."

"Mr. Gillan." Torina said softly. "Maybe on the contrary, it's because you were upset that you saw the rain."

Ji Lan raised his eyes and looked at the girl in confusion.

The girl lowered her head slightly and stared at the candle on the small round table.

The firelight reflected on her fair face.

"I'm afraid of the dark, so I filled the 'Black Castle' with candles. But sometimes, it's inevitable to see a deeper darkness that envelopes everything, and no candles can help."

Torina smiled slightly.

"So, the two of us are really similar."