novelraw Chapter 156 The Reason (Catching Bugs)
Chapter 156 The Reason (Catching Bugs)
The two were lying on the bed, leaning on each other, looking at the ceiling, chatting without saying a word.
"Why...why do you like me?" Harley stretched out a finger and poked the boy beside him, "You always say I'm just your sister..."
"You also said that I'm just your brother," Damian grabbed the girl's restless fingers, pretending to be serious and reprimanded, "Which sister would ride on her brother like you just did? So If you are disobedient, you should be spanked by your brother!"
Harry giggled, his face flushed and hot, "It seems that we have reached a consensus-some words don't count."
Damian nodded, and instead of letting go of the girl's hand, he clasped her fingers tightly. He kissed the back of her hand, and put the two hands on his chest, "As for why I like you... I I know you're the kind of person who has to get to the bottom of it."
He sighed, "So, I'll try to... sum up the reasons, some... might sound weird."
"I don't think you're weird, Damian."
His blank eyes drifted to the ceiling, and he began to conduct a deep self-analysis——
"The truth of the matter is, I never knew who else I could like, or even have the ability to."
"Grayson used to tease me - when I was 11 or 12, he asked me what kind of girl I liked."
"Of course I can't say it. I feel that my ability to 'like others' has been ruined by my mother - together with my non-existent childhood. These so-called 'beautiful things' by ordinary people are absolutely in the dictionary and classroom of the League of Assassins. won't teach me."
"I don't know what other people should do when they are five years old. Anyway, my five years old... spend every day climbing snow mountains."
"Oh, I actually don't know how old I should be. Every time I die during the training process, I will be reborn in the pool. There have been dozens of times and hundreds of times-if my mother replaces the damaged organs, it doesn't count Word of the resurrection.”*
"I think I might be a monster. No, I'm a monster. How can a monster know love."
"Love needs understanding, sympathy, and pity, but my heart used to be cold and hatred."
"My mother only said that love makes people weak..."
The girl's other hand also reached out, and he grabbed it and kissed it, but when he turned his head, he saw the sympathy in her eyes that was about to burst out with tears—this made Damian wonder if he was too deep .It wasn't his intention to make Harry sad.
So he decides to make a little joke, perhaps inappropriately...
"The professors of biology and human structure did teach me how to mate/mate," he blinked. "I'm still very familiar with this process, and the theoretical knowledge is quite rich."
Harley's tears were frightened back, she widened her eyes, "Damian... When we really get to that point in the future... If you dare to say to me 'Let's mate'... Believe it or not I beat you to death!"
"I believe it, of course I believe it." Damian laughed, seeing Harry's expression relax, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Later, I went to my father," he continued, pinching the knuckles of Harry's fingers, "I slowly... became less of a monster."
"Even now, I can't answer Grayson's question - 'What kind of girl do I like', because it's a really stupid question. But if someone has to ask me - I will answer with your name, because You are my definition." The teasing faded from Damian's face, and now his green eyes were fixed on Harry's, the intensity and earnestness here made Harry's breathing uncontrollable .
"So much...injustice, misfortune, and burdens that should not be borne by you have fallen on your shoulders," he kissed the back of Harry's hand again, this kiss was more pure and holy, like a knight kissing his own princess, "And you still maintain your own appearance, you have not been eroded..."
"I am very dark, but you are the collection of all positive energies that I have never had..."
"You think too much of me, Damian..." Harry's voice trembled a little, she felt that she didn't deserve these compliments at all.
"Of course you are so good," Damian retorted, "I don't have many good things in my life, and you are one of them. You make me yearn for... Remember when you were a child and accidentally ran up to the attic of the mansion you were trapped in? Gray Sen took me and searched for you for hours - my heart was like that dark, dusty attic...and you were the light that shone in."
He reached out, brushed the broken hair from her neck, and stroked the girl's side face, "With you, I feel relaxed, and I can trust you with all my heart-this is very difficult for me."
"Are these answers enough to answer your question?"
"... that's enough." Harry stroked Damian's hand that fell on his side face, feeling that his heart was filled with unexplainable feelings, astringent and sour, but generally——happiness and harmony The taste of happiness.
"What about tomorrow?" Harry asked softly, the question they couldn't escape right now.
"You have to know that I don't hate being bonded to you...; even though I'm underage, I already know that I want you--I only want you. The child who entrusted the hope of the Assassin League..."
"I understand..." Damian nodded earnestly, "You are afraid that mother will really have a weapon because of this."
He chuckled lightly, with a touch of sarcasm, and even more deeply helpless and distressed, "We haven't dated yet... We're already discussing our future children..."
"You're just a kid yourself," Damian pinched Harry's cheek, "I hope you can continue to be a kid—I hope I can take care of all the troubles in the outside world for you. But you always It hurts, a lot of it because of me, like this time from my mother."
He wrapped a lock of Harley's hair around his finger, wondering if it would make everything a lot easier if he locked Harry by his side like this...
"Nothing is eternal, you and I are even more... you will become my weakness - when you died in the cemetery that day... that kind of extreme despair that I have never felt before, I have already felt..."
"I know I've chopped up lions and killed sharks before I was ten years old... But loving you... takes more courage."
Harry's eyes twinkled, her chest heaved, her eyes gathered the determination that alerted Damian - and she jumped at him again and kissed him.At the same time, two restless little hands began to untie his pants...
Damian took her hands - it was so easy, he could do it with one hand.After that, he led her to roll over, relying on her size and strength to fight back - now Harley is below.
He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her thoroughly.
Before he could react, Damian quickly stood up and looked down at the girl below him helplessly.
"Your persistence for world peace...is it so easily disintegrated by my masculinity?"
Halle was also frustrated, but she had no regrets.
"I don't know what to do. Even if I let you kill me, it's useless. Your mother said she would throw me in the pool again."
Harry's eyes suddenly lit up, "You can take my uterus!"
Damian tightened his grip on Harry's hand, almost wanting to punish her, "Stop... keep bringing up these self-harm ideas. And it's useless, mother was going to use an artificial womb."
"You already know what you mean to me... So, don't give up your life so easily like in the cemetery..."
"If there was a next time, I would kill all wizards in England," Damian said slowly to Harry, "I'm serious."
"I already have a plan. I will use kryptonite and poison ivy pollen to control Joe and let him take the lead; at the same time, I will use the treasures of the wizarding world to bribe Constantine and promise to share the spoils with him..."
Harry tilted her head and frowned, she couldn't tell if Damian was joking, "Joe is still friends with you? My heart aches for him..."
"So, in order to save Joe's life at the same time, don't die in front of me... No, you are not allowed to die in front of me." Damian pinched her waist.
"Ow! Itchy!" Harry struggled a bit, then she languished, "I don't want to die either...but, Damian, I think we're all going to die here..."
"I actually forgot about this..." Damian sat up and took out a long box from a large pocket of his work pants. "Here, I brought your wand."
Harry took it in surprise, and held it up—the invisible resonance that once touched the wand was gone, and she was like holding a branch now.
"It's useless, Damian, your mother used the ability suppressor to control my magic," Harry's mouth drooped on both sides, "I think the crux of the problem lies in the spells engraved on the bracelet and neck ring—— I was delusional about using sharp utensils to wear off the charms, but your mother later replaced all my utensils with silicone ones - fearing I'd kill myself."
"I'm sorry, Damian, I'm so useless..." Harry was frustrated.
——What Thalia liked, definitely did not include her brain.
Damian squeezed Harry's hand, and was about to comfort her, when suddenly there was a soft wheezing sound outside the door, especially in the quiet room, Damian turned over and jumped when he heard the sound stand up.
"Do you trust me?" The boy stood by the bed and asked Harley seriously.
The sudden solemn look in his eyes surprised Harry a little, "Of course." She nodded slightly.
Damian walked to the door and quietly opened the door a crack.
A big black dog familiar to Harry squeezed in.
"The dog was acting so weird when you died—he's always been weird," Damian said without stroking the big dog's head as usual, "Even my father noticed him, so I hid him stand up."
Of course he wouldn't tell Harry that the original purpose of keeping the dog...was to instigate him to destroy Dumbledore with him.
"Father, they're already here, right?" What surprised Harry even more was that Damian actually started talking to the dog.
And the dog actually nodded.
"Is Superman here?"
The dog nodded again.
"Then...be human, Blake."
The author has something to say:
* When Thalia was fighting with Catwoman (Rebirth Batman Magazine), she said that she was hacked to death by her father when she was a child and would be thrown into the pool to be reborn, assuming Damian is the same.
*Damian's last confession, I should have planned to write a paragraph later, recently I watched too many American dramas and movies, and English automatically popped into my head, but the translation into Chinese always... feels weird, not that taste, And it's too nasty and greasy to say that in Chinese.
So this paragraph is not written in the text, it is good to post it here in English
Just after "Loving you...it takes more courage." Mi will always say the following paragraph
"Please love me back...however, it's your choice, and I will kneel before you, my queen, wating for your mercy, with asincere, and humble heart."
(The non-native English speaker's rubbish author made up his own nonsense, and the expression is definitely not authentic.)
*Bounced tickets are too high, and the 4000 words can’t be reached, let’s distribute this part first_(:з」∠)_