Valenti put down the phone and quickly came to Hestad's side.
"simple……"
She patted Hestad on the back.
"What the hell is going on...are you okay?"
In the distance, the singing of "The Dagger and the Sheath" in the theater still echoed faintly throughout the lobby and corridors. Through the thick wall, those voices became hazy and blurry, as if they were coming from underwater.
"I know you are the sharpest dagger in the world——"
"I'm fine," Hesta replied weakly. She turned on the water tap and rinsed her face with water. "I just... don't really like this story."
"Just let me be your scabbard——"
Valenti held Hesta's shoulders, "Don't like the story of Wei Chuyun and Volva...?"
"Yes," the distant song made Hestad sneer again, "If he was really willing to be a sheath, why did Volva follow him south back to Pingjing... Why didn't he stay in the north and stay in the capital? With Volva?"
"Let me calm the fire of all this suffering——"
"Volva was only a teenager at that time. What did she know? She left her homeland, family and friends behind and went to live in a distant and unfamiliar place for love... No one told her how dangerous this was. This is reasonable. ?"
Valenti was a little at a loss, "Well... there are always some exaggerated expressions in love stories. The musical is small and has more space restrictions, so a lot of details have been deleted... In fact, in reality these two people It does have a good ending.”
"Let me go—"
"I remember that Wei Chuyun and Volva were very loving in history. They didn't elope together. In short, they stayed together for life and were very happy -"
Hesta looked sideways for a moment.
"This Volva may be happy...where are the other Volva?"
Looking at Hesta's red eyes, Valenti was stunned.
"Volva, my free flowing river——"
In the theater in the distance, "Wei Chuyun" on the stage finished singing his most affectionate confession. There was endless applause from the stage, and many audience members stood up.
Amid the cheers and gazes of the crowd, the young "Volva" raised the curtain of the tent and stared at his lover affectionately.
After a brief hesitation, she rushed towards love and the destiny of her life without hesitation.
Many petals fell from the top of the stage, and the two happily hugged and twirled in the center of the stage, as if the disturbing haze of the past had completely gone, and from now on there was only a rose-colored tomorrow.
…
One o'clock.
This is the first time Valenti sees the midnight streets of Bruno City.
The dark yellow streetlights divide the road and bridge decks into circles of different brightness. There are very few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, a car with its headlights on will roar past, suddenly rolling up the fallen leaves beside the road.
The wind passed over her head, making a sound like a bone flute.
From nine o'clock to one o'clock in the morning, Hestad had been wandering aimlessly on the streets of Bruno for more than four hours.
Valenti kept following her, and several times, Hesta turned around to let Valenti leave, but Valenti just shook his head and continued to follow silently.
She stared at Hesta's back without being distracted for a moment.
When she just left the theater, Valenti saw her walking and stopping, her shoulders calming and shaking. It was obvious that Hestad was trying to control her tears, but was not very successful.
Valenti had never seen Hesta cry before, and she heard no sound. Maybe the wind covered Hesta's sobbing tonight, or maybe there was no sound when she cried.
When the two walked onto a long stone bridge again, Hesta in front finally stopped.
She stood with her head raised for a moment, then looked back at Valenti.
Valenti quickly walked up to Hesta. In the cold wind, Hesta's cheeks were pale, but her nose was red.
Valenti handed over his handkerchief.
"...Thank you." Hesta grabbed Valenti's handkerchief but did not use it to wipe her face. She leaned on the railing of the bridge and looked down at the gurgling river under the bridge.
"Are you feeling better, Jane?"
"much better."
Valenti sighed softly, looked at the river at night, and rubbed his hands a little.
On a late autumn night, Valenti's sigh turned into pale white mist, floated into the air, and then dissipated.
At this moment, Hesta realized that the weather might be a bit cold for Valenti. She took off her coat and handed it over.
"are not you cold?"
"It's not cold." Hesta whispered, "I'm sorry for wasting your time all night."
"It's not a delay..."
Valenti quickly put on her coat. Hesta's uniform was a little too big for her coat. Her hands were tucked into the sleeves of the coat, which were very warm.
Valenti relaxed slightly.
Over the years at the base, although she was not Hesta's consultant, the two still got close. Valenti seemed to naturally know how to get along with children like Hesta - maybe she had already learned this special way of getting along with Chiba.
"...Can I ask you a more personal question?" Hesta said suddenly.
"Huh?" Valenti was even more surprised - Hesta rarely responded to questions related to herself, and correspondingly, she rarely took the initiative to ask other people.
"……You ask."
"Are you happy, now."
"Aha," Valenti raised his head slightly and said with a smile, almost without any hesitation, "I'm happy. These two years should be the happiest time in my life so far."
"You mean the two years you were married to Mr. Wood?"
"Yes," Valenti nodded.
"Why?"
"Well... First of all, Virgil is indeed a very good husband," Valenti said with a smile, "He is gentle and upright, knows how to listen, and shares a lot of housework in life for me... So, I have more He has time to do his own thing. Without him, it would have been impossible to take on another book translation when he was so busy last year."
"translate?"
"Last year, Tan Yi Cross Publishing House introduced a batch of consulting books from the first area. There happened to be a few consultants that I was very interested in, so I went to get a trial version. Since it was my first time, I didn't have much hope. Yes, the negotiation ended smoothly." Valenti laughed, "But the book won't be officially published until the first half of next year, which is really too slow."
Hesta held her chin up and looked at her quietly.
Valenti continued, "As for the six months I have been in the province of Nia, it is a new attempt. I have always felt that the environment in the base is too closed, and most of the reservists are almost completely incompatible with the livable environment after entering the base. This is actually not conducive to them adapting to life here, so I hope there can be a buffer zone, just like the entire province of Nia is in the third district... The specific how to do it is still being conceived, and it will take some time. "
Valenti stretched himself out, "If this life is not happy enough, then I really don't know how to be happy."
