klisemfg Chapter 130 Sohre (2)
Chapter 130 Sohre (2)
The girl jumped up suddenly, folded her hands and covered her neck, panting heavily.
The floor beneath her body was still cold, but it was soaked with cold sweat all over her body, sending a biting chill straight into her bones.
The girl raised her head and looked at the broken clock on the wall.
The hour hand moved one step.
I don't know if it was because she was too immersed in consciousness. When she stood up shakily while holding on to the wall, she felt a faint pain coming from her legs and chest.
The clothes were scrawled on the edge of the bathing pool, half of them even hanging down, and water stains snaked along the soft fabric and climbed up.
The girl collapsed in the water, letting the warm water wrap around her lips.
She had never felt Dotore's madness so intuitively.
Perhaps because she borrowed Sohelei's identity this time, she could freely access that period of history in the leyline.
The Ruindramon that initially attacked Sohere was awakened by Dotore.
And, there is no loss of control.
Dotore wanted to kill Sohre from the very beginning.
No, not quite.
To a certain extent, Zendic at that time didn't care about Sohre's life and death at all, he just regarded her as part of the verification results.
As for why he finally took action...
The girl tried to find a piece of information, but there was a dull pain deep in her brain, as if her thoughts had hit a wall.
This situation is not unfamiliar to girls.
That's what happened when she went rummaging through the ley lines to find out about the history of Old Mondstadt.
In other words, Zendik stopped the experiment because of her?
But this is not touching news for today's young girls.
Things were too messy. If it was true as she speculated, it also meant that she was the person Dotore strangled to death with his own hands.
Plus Dotore used time to deceive her...
This relationship cannot continue no matter what.
Fortunately, she probably only likes Dotore a little bit.
The girl never claims to be righteous. Her view of good and evil is actually very subjective.
She doesn't care whether this person is a good person in a broad sense and objectively. She only cares about the attitude and behavior of the person being evaluated towards her.
In other words, in the eyes of a girl, as long as this person treats her a little bit badly, no matter what the reason is, he can only stay on the girl's blacklist.
Of course, if he can take reasonable and correct remedial actions, this matter is not completely unnecessary.
The water in the bathhouse was warm and melting. After the girl gave up part of her thinking, her thoughts gradually stopped, and she finally fell into sleep.
But a face seemed to flash in his mind, and a tear fell down in his sleep.
"Zandik." "Zandik!" "Zandik?" "Zandik..."
It was a woman's voice, which seemed familiar.
His vision gradually became brighter, and he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar person.
Sohre.
She was following Zendik right now, saying something awkwardly and excitedly.
Even though she is a girl, an outsider can see that her love overflows with words.
Zendik, on the other hand, seemed to be just replying in a gentle and distant manner.
"Senior sister, your research progress must be a little behind, right?"
"This place should be more suitable for your topic. As for me, I want to go deeper."
"Let's separate for now."
Zendik said some embarrassing words without changing his face, even with a gentle smile, and then turned around and left here without mercy.
There is no difference in the subsequent development of the plot, except that Sohelei obviously has no fighting reaction, and her escape is more embarrassing.
The girl was curious about how Sohelei escaped.
Just when Sohelei completely lost the ability to move, the shouts of the people in the distant team rang out. Zendik, who was hiding in the dark, let out a disappointed "tsk" and took action.
"..."
Not as Sohelei, but as a bystander, the girl finished watching the time that was originally hers.
As an outsider, I can experience her more sincere and intense feelings and her even more incredible disappointment.
With such strong feelings, it’s no wonder the girl was affected.
The body seemed to float out of the water and was rolled into a soft cloth.
His hands unconsciously tried to find a support, and finally wrapped around a pillar. It seemed that a hoarse sigh could still be heard.
Dotore returned to the basement and didn't even have time to take off his mask before he saw the girl who had fallen asleep in the bath.
For some reason, she didn't close the screen.
Looking at the girl on the bed, Dotore reached out his hand thoughtfully and used the knuckle of his index finger to scratch the girl's face.
My brain tells me I've seen you before.
If that's you.
Those blue eyes.
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Again, the worst thing about a basement is that you can't feel the passage of time.
After the girl woke up, she once again didn't know what year it was.
Just a blink of an eye later, he found Dotore sitting beside the bed.
Zendik's calm expression was still vivid in her mind, and the girl could not help but have some stress reactions to Dotore. When her body wanted to escape from Dotore, she only later became aware of the pressure on her hands.
Dotore's big hand tightly embedded the girl's five fingers between the fingers. The moment the girl subconsciously fled, he suddenly tightened it and pulled the girl back. At the same time, Dotore also opened his eyes.
"woke up?"
"......Um."
The girl's hair stuck to her face. Dotore wanted to reach out and brush it away for her, but the girl turned her head to avoid it.
"What do you mean?" Dotore didn't intend to let go of the girl's hand, and even pulled the girl towards him, "Are you afraid of me?"
He should have thought of it a long time ago. With Dotore's keenness, he might have discovered something long ago.
The girl closed her eyes and sighed, mustering up her courage, she looked into Dotore's eyes:
"Aren't you going to explain?"
"Explanation?" Dotore met the girl's gaze without any hint of guilt, "So, was it really you back then?"
"Have you guessed it?"
Dotore realized that the girl was angry, so he softened his tone, even a bit like Sajia:
"You know, I was ignorant when I was little."
"At that time, I didn't allow anything to interfere with my research."
Dotore didn't know when he had moved from the chair to the edge of the bed:
"It sounds like quibbling, but."
"That's when I realized that you were distracting me."
"And you killed me because of this?"
Faced with the girl's question, Dotore did not answer immediately, but lowered his eyes and thought for a while.
The girl couldn't tell whether he knew that he looked particularly innocent from this angle and deliberately showed it to her, but she did feel soft for a moment.
"I have dreamed about the moments when I was sixteen and getting along with you."
"In my dream, I heard the name 'Dotore'."
"You almost called me 'Dotore' once."
Even Dotore was a little unable to say what came next.
It's really hard to talk about being jealous of yourself.