Hesta quietly listened to all Sophie's defense for Sean, and then nodded calmly, "I will sort out what you said later and reflect it to the higher-ups. Maybe the punishment for Sean can really be revised. Consider it."
Sophie's eyes suddenly brightened, "Really?"
"Of course." Hesta replied seriously, and she stopped recording. It seems that during this period, Sean not only secretly ruined the reputation of a middle-aged man, but also used a considerable amount of information that was forbidden to be disclosed to the public as a talking point. Gave it to Sophie.
Even if what Sean is talking about does not involve the essence of his work, this behavior may still directly affect the future work deployment of ahgas. Compared with the Bergman incident, the consequences of the two are completely different.
"It's almost time for me to go back," Hesta stood up, "You should also rest early -"
"Wait a minute." Alvira smiled and held down Hesta's arm, "It's almost four o'clock. Even if you want to go back to sleep, you need to eat something first."
The servant came into the room carrying some snacks and milk. Hesta was about to refuse when she suddenly felt that the things they were holding looked familiar.
"...Is that Kanalei?"
"Yes, do you like it?"
Hesta's throat moved and she sat down again.
The servant of the manor pushed a small square table in front of Hesta. She took the cup from Alvira and stared at the dessert on the plate intently.
Alvira and Sophie were talking, but Hestad didn't listen anymore. She picked up a canale and threw it into her mouth. The familiar sweet fragrance still spread in her mouth. Along with this sweetness, the girl who was killed by thousands of years ago The rainy day that Ye brought into the white ship suddenly flashed back, and Hesta remembered many past events for no reason - that song, Mrs. Daria, fruit tarts with various flavors, hot cocoa without any bitter taste, glass walls with mottled light and shadow... …
There is also the mother carrying the violin case and the little girl in her hand.
"Mercury Needle...Is it possible to live an ordinary life?"
"How ordinary?"
"Like, the people who live here."
The time gap of nearly ten years was suddenly broken down at the moment, and countless pictures flashed back quickly in her mind...
"We are like one of the few sharp blades in the world, Jane. The fate of a sharp blade is to be tempered, polished, and put into battle...and so on until it breaks."
Hesta came to her senses.
The voices of Alvira and Sophie became clear again, and Hestad suddenly discovered that the scene in his memory seemed to overlap with the scene in front of him in a wonderful way - when Sophie and Alvira were talking, their The laughter, their concern for each other, the warmth in their eyes when they talk about the little things in life...
An unprecedented pain shrouded her like a veil.
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In the soft yellow light of the wall lamp, Hesta turned her face away and looked away.
…
"I plan to recommend this book "The Bitter Blade" to Helen and the others," Sophie picked up a book from the table and showed its cover to Hesta and Alvira, "although they may not like it. It’s a different subject matter—but the heroine in this story is very smart and brave, and I particularly like it.”
Alvira thought for a while, "Is it the story about revenge?"
"Well, my sister died mysteriously. The heroine used her and her sister's exact appearance to trace the truth, and finally helped the police catch the murderer." Sophie's eyes showed some sympathy. "It's a pity that the heroine has never been able to get out of the shadow of revenge." , and finally in a snowy mountain——"
"Wait a minute," Hesta, who had been listening, vaguely felt something was wrong, "If the protagonist's revenge succeeds, where does her shadow come from?"
"This is what makes this story so acclaimed and controversial," Sophie replied. "In the process of hunting down the murderer, the originally innocent heroine also committed a crime that she could not forgive. Therefore, she deeply felt that She deeply hates this world, and she also deeply hates the tainted self. In addition, her sister is her only relative. After losing the goal of 'revenge', she has no other nostalgia for this world - "
"I don't quite understand," Hestad said, "Why did the author write this? Has she had a similar experience?"
"Oh, it's not 'she', it's 'he'. The author is a man, but his grasp of female psychology is really delicate. His previous works have portrayed very outstanding female images. As for the protagonist's changes in mood , wait a minute while I look for it..."
As Sophie answered, she lowered her head and flipped through the book, quickly finding the corresponding paragraph.
"Ah, he mentioned his source of inspiration in the postscript. The whole story originated from a hunting trip when he was a child. He told his father that he wanted to touch the ears of a young deer, but his father brought him back one at night. The blooded deer head - 'My shock and regret as a child, as well as my initial perception of the cruelty of the world, became the emotional source of this film'."
Hesta raised her head and moved her neck, "...These are completely different things."
Sophie tilted her head slightly, "I think there are still some things in common? Just like inside mercury needles, many mercury needles that have encountered primary chelates will always have some ptsd symptoms after the first battle——"
"How come you even know about 'primary chelation'?" Hesta looked at her in disbelief, "Who told you this? Also Sean?"
"No, Sean only told me that this part of the mercury needle is prone to post-war PTSD. I learned this concept from the locals when I went to the wasteland last time." Sophie looked into Hesta's eyes, "But None of this matters, we all know that chelates are extremely harmful and irreversible once the disease occurs, but even so, for mercury needles who are fighting for the first time, they will still have a general feeling about their killing behavior of disgust.
"This is what I mean by commonality - when a person commits evil deeds in a general sense, even if she knows that her evil deeds are motivated by righteousness, these evil deeds will still leave an indelible mark on her heart. The traces of obliteration further tortured her conscience.”
Hesta put her legs back down, and she once again confirmed the concepts of "primary chelation" and "secondary chelation" with Sophie to make sure that she really understood them. The difference between the two.
"Okay." Hesta breathed a sigh of relief. She suddenly laughed and shook her head. "You know, Ms. Sophie, the argument you mentioned exactly refutes your argument."
Sophie was startled, "Why?"
"Due to confidentiality regulations, I cannot and do not intend to discuss this topic with you." Hesta glanced at the cover of the book in her arms, "But I still insist on my point of view. This idea is ridiculous."
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