The Greatest Showman

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"Have you two rested yet? I'm going to drink a glass of whiskey, you are welcome to join, how about it?" Arthur wore a dark blue check pajamas, through the dim light leaking from the door of the study, probed in, Then he saw Renly sitting on the sofa and Edith standing in the doorway. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that he wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep tonight.

Edith raised her right hand, "I sign up."

Feeling the gazes of Arthur and Edith, Renly nodded, "Give me a cup."

Arthur cheered.

Edith and Renly exchanged glances, and there was a look of helplessness in their eyes - this is the Arthur they are most familiar with, and then Edith continued, "Everyone is trying to persuade me to rest, It shouldn't be worse than you, I thought you could give some better opinions."

"Find a psychiatrist." Renly then gave an opinion, this is what Edith needs now, and her mental state needs professional help.

Edith rolled her eyes, walked to the side and sat down heavily. She put her feet up on the coffee table, exuding unrestrainedness and casualness all over her body, and then complained, "Huh, you It's getting super boring now."

"He's been boring, okay?" Arthur came over with the whiskey and handed them to Edith and Renly. "Humor is not his forte, thank you."

Arthur's complaints made Edith laugh happily, "I agree." But Renly also rarely refuted, so he calmly accepted the "attack" of Arthur and Edith.

Arthur sat down on the sofa on the other side, and the three siblings formed a triangle, scattered in different corners of the study, keeping a cool distance.

Because Renly did not refute, after the laughter, the entire study became quiet, and after a moment of hesitation, Edith tried to speak, "Renly, you know it's not your fault, it's my decision, you Stop blaming yourself." She could sense the lowness in Renly's heart.

"Don't worry, what I'm best at is to excuse myself." Renly laughed softly and said indifferently.

Renly laughed softly, and dismissed Edith's inquiry with an understatement, but Edith was not confused. "Philip is worried about you."

Renly's smile stopped slightly at the corner of his mouth, "Philip is also worried about you." Seeing what Edith was about to say, Renly cut off her words in advance, "This is about you, not about you. Mine. Let's not divert the focus. Edith, you need professional help, don't try to run away."

"Renly..." Edith wanted to continue arguing - it was clearly Renly who was running away, how could it be that she was running away?

"Stop! Stop!" Arthur couldn't help intervening. "You need help, and you need help, and I'm the only one here who doesn't need help. So, stop, all of you, okay? Stop it. Pretend you're fine, and don't try to push the problem to others. Don't!" Arthur said here, paused slightly, his temper was a little irritable, then took a deep breath and tried to soften his tone, "Here Not Bayswater."

Growing up, they were used to the way George and Elizabeth got along, and now that they left Bayswater and came to the Prince's Garden, they really shouldn't repeat the old tradition of the Hall family. Arthur really didn't want to see those pointless quarrels again.

Renly and Edith both fell silent, staring silently at the whisky in their hands, the amber liquid flowing.

Then, Renly said softly, "...that sentence came from the mouth of the man who forgot to take care of his beard."

"..." Arthur felt that he was going to explode. He has now finished trimming, and the stubble has become decent and clean, but it has become a topic of conversation again. He deeply believes that this matter may be for a long time. Can't be washed off.

Renly and Edith both laughed cheerfully, and even exchanged glances, as if they had completed a tacit pass, Arthur rounded his eyes in protest, "I'm busy, okay? I'm just busy! Don't try to turn your head on me, you are the ones who need help."

Renly and Edith stopped talking, which made Arthur uncomfortable—

He knows, they all know, Arthur is the type who pays great attention to his life image, otherwise how could they complain about Arthur over and over again because of his sloppy beard? Precisely because of this, Arthur's embarrassed image also shows his worries, he is the same as them.

They all need help.

Arthur raised his head and took a sip of whiskey, his expression slightly frowned, and he spread his hands, "Very well, now the three neurotics are gathered for a meeting. What, are we going to shoot 'Flying Over the Cuckoo's Nest'?"

"I guess, by the Hall family's standards, we are still in the normal range. No, we should be a model, even if we are insane, we still haven't lost our etiquette." Renly said calmly. , the smiles on the corners of Arthur and Edith's mouths rose.

Shaking the wine glass gently, the curvature of the corners of her mouth slowly calmed down. Edith's thoughts settled down. She seemed to have considered it for a long time. She said again, "If I say, I still want to go back to the battlefield?"

The calm voice lingered like smoke and fog, and the cold night began to jump on the fingertips, trembling slightly, although there was not much movement, it was like a shock

Thunder exploded in his ears, and then silence surged like a tide, only the halo refracted by whiskey swayed.

Edith knew it wasn't the best time to talk about it, but the problem was that it didn't seem like the best time ever existed. The reason I found Renly tonight was because Edith herself was full of confusion, and she needed to talk—though she didn't know what she wanted to talk about, or even if deep down she wanted to talk, but... ...As a result, the first topic was thrown a heavyweight, and Edith herself was a little confused, and the nervousness seized her heart.

"Have you made up your mind?" Arthur was the first to speak, with a hint of hesitation in his heavy voice, but he didn't open his mouth to question or directly object.

Edith was slightly surprised. She was surprised by Arthur's opening and the content of her words. She asked back, "So what's your opinion?"

Arthur let out a long sigh, "If possible, I also hope that things can be simpler, and we can stop worrying about it every day; but I think...you should have your own choices, not change yourself for us. We'll be standing here no matter what, you know how to find your way home."

Edith's nose was slightly sour. This was what she wanted to hear the most. When she was alone on the front line chasing the truth and recording the truth, she needed to know that she was not fighting alone. Her ideals, her perseverance, her battles... all of them are meaningful, even if it is a weak force, she hopes to change the world.

Arthur seemed to be aware of Edith's move, and his emotions were also a little turbulent. He hurriedly opened his mouth to cover up his panic, "A scene, this is just a scene. You and I both know that I can't change your mind. , instead of being a bad person to stop you, it is better to pretend to be a good person to fulfill you."

Those fierce and rude words had no deterrent effect at all, which made Edith chuckle and said very cleverly, "Yes, yes, I know."

Arthur gritted his teeth viciously, glanced at Edith, then turned to look at Renly, "Aren't you going to say something?"

Renly had always sat quietly beside him, never adding to the conversation. Now that he heard Arthur's words, he looked at Edith, "What's there?"

Not good, not bad, but a question.

Edith thought carefully, this is a temperature problem.

Renly noticed it just now. In fact, Edith did not give positive affirmation from beginning to end. She just threw out a series of hypotheses. Even if Arthur asked, she did not answer directly, but used rhetorical questions to explore Arthur. position. This in itself shows Edith's confusion and hesitation.

It's not surprising that Edith has just gone through the test of life and death, and Edith hasn't had time to sort out her thoughts. She may also be in a state of confusion now, looking for answers. In Renly's view, instead of answering Edith's question, she should guide Edith's thinking and let her find the answer on her own.

Even Renly, he didn't have the right answer. Because this is life - there is no right answer in life, and no one can give the right answer, you can only follow your own heart, go down step by step, make different choices and different attempts on different paths, and find your own. The scenery of the road of life, when you reach the end, you can find your own answer. What really matters is that every answer found in the end is correct.

"There...there's nothing there." Edith said hesitantly, her eyes showing deep thought again, "There is no water, no food, and no silence, everything is in turmoil, one second of tranquility may be the next second. There must be an escape, there is panic and death and darkness, there are many, many corpses, I don't know, I don't know what's there, maybe, there's the truth there, the truth of our society, there's something else beyond us a world."

"I...I, I just want to go back."

Edith's words were a little confusing, and she couldn't find a clear context after tossing and turning, but Renly and Arthur were watching her with great enthusiasm. Those fragmented words contained her confusion and paranoia, and Wounds and scars they can't see.

"It's like being addicted/addicted, there's always a drive that drives me, trying to go back." Edith was completely immersed in her own world, and her disturbed thoughts opened up like this, "But I'm also afraid of me. I was also afraid, every minute and every second I was there, I was asking myself why I came back here again and again, but I never found the answer."

Edith paused for a moment, "Can you guys give me the answer?" She raised her eyes with a blank look in her eyes.

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