Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 530 I Forget, You Hurt

Cover Xiao Qian's flawless white body lying on the sofa with a quilt.

Shota found a mop and cleaned the water stains on the floor.

After cleaning, Shota took a bottle of deodorant from Gardevoir, sprayed it a few times in the conference room, sniffed it, and after making sure there was no strange smell, Shota sat down on the office chair.

"Gardevoir!"

Hearing Shota calling her name, Gardevoir, who was sitting on the table and running her hand over the area that had been wiped dry and sniffing it gently, shuddered all over, then quickly stood up and shouted loudly:

"To!"

"Kneel on a durian or on a washboard? You choose."

"No, Master. You are so kind to me, you must not want me to kneel on a durian and a washboard."

Looking at Gardevoir kneeling on the ground with its chin resting on its thigh, it raised its eyes and looked at itself with a pitiful expression.

Shota helplessly touched her head with his hand and sighed deeply.

Hearing Shota's sigh, Gardevoir laid her head on Shota's thigh, and gently stroked Shota's hand, then slowly interlocked their fingers, and said with some sadness:

"Master, you have changed, your heart has softened, and everyone should be used as a tool to achieve your goals.

I don’t know if it’s because of me that your cold and ruthless heart has gradually softened.

But this is not good for you, Master. You have climbed too high. Your heart should become harder and harder. Why is it becoming softer and softer? "

Listening to Gardevoir's somewhat worried words, Shota didn't know what he was thinking about, and he started by saying something that was irrelevant and a little confusing.

"Gardevoir, I feel as if I am being carried forward by a great destiny.

What awaits me, eternal life or destruction?

The unknown is the root of human fear, and I cannot escape this category either."

Sighing, Shota stroked Gardevoir's little head, his fingers running through her silky hair. His mind seemed to become clearer, and his words were no longer so foggy.

"Before, you mentioned your role. It is undeniable that my heart has gradually softened since you appeared. But this is only for you. It remains the same for others."

"So, what about Sister Diane?"

When Shota heard Gardevoir mention Diane, his expression became slightly dazed, and he spoke faintly:

“Although humans do not have the ability to hide their bodies like chameleons, they will always find a way to protect themselves from harm from the outside world.

Simply put, a strong person does not depend on how strong his physical strength is, nor how strong his mind is.

Rather, he always has the ability to remain indifferent to the things around him in order to seek his own protection.

Even the final suicide was one of his abilities.

Diane she..."

"No! Master! What you said is wrong!"

Gardevoir climbed up from its kneeling position, faced Shota, slowly bent down, held Shota's face with both hands, and stared into his somewhat cloudy eyes.

“Sister Diane, she didn’t choose death to escape, but to save you, because in her will, your life is more important than hers.

So, I have to admit that Sister Diane loves you. It’s not just a simple admiration or possession, but she truly loves you as if you were her own, and even surpasses herself at some point! "

Looking directly into Gardevoir's eyes and listening to her story, Shota's slightly cloudy eyes became clearer, but he still said these words:

"Diane, isn't she dead? After she dies, there is no meaning..."

Seeing the light in Shota's eyes becoming cloudy again, Gardevoir took a long breath through her nose, then exhaled through her mouth, holding Shota's face with a smile on her face, but the corners of her eyes gradually became moist.

"Master, do you know that you look a little sad?

Your sadness now is the meaning of her continuation, and your existence now is also the meaning of her continuation.

Master, your current performance is also the meaning of your existence.

Don't say such meaningless words, master, and don't escape, master.

Face your heart! Master! Don't be stubborn and stubborn for me, don't let the secular world constrain you, and don't let your heart be condemned by your conscience.

Master, you once taught me a short sentence: I don’t know who the moon on the river is waiting for.

This sentence is very light. Who is the moon on the river waiting for?

Each of us is a person who is being waited for by this world. From the perspective of the uniqueness of life and the uniqueness of the individual, the reason why the world has meaning is because you, the master, have understood the world in your own way.

That is to say, everyone gives the world meaning in their own way.

The meaning of the world is that every person's life is extremely precious, so you can also think that when we see the moon on the river, we can think like this:

I am the one that the moon on the river is waiting for. The world is so beautiful because of me. The world is so beautiful because of me.

Master, you have to know that under normal circumstances, even the person you hate the most was born with the love of others.

Ever since the master was born into this world, it has had meaning.

Master, you must always be a free bird in the sky and not be bound by me and your conscience.

Because the master is a pure person from the beginning, and only pure people can touch freedom.

As it spoke, Gardevoir seemed to be thinking of something. The mist in its eyes became even more hazy, and its speech became a little intermittent.

From time to time, she had to bite her lower lip with her upper teeth, forcing a smile on her face that was uglier than crying. Her voice became slightly hoarse, but she was still trying her best to restrain herself.

"But...but...after all, the Master is like this now...it's all my fault...

I clearly... have already noticed that Master is abnormal... I'm already this old... I've clearly experienced so much... but I still rely on you like a little girl...

It’s only now that I’ve truly discovered…”

As she spoke, the mist covering Gardevoir's eyes became even thicker.

The next moment, her nose felt sore and she could no longer hold back. She hugged Shota, pressed her face against his, and burst into tears. While she was crying, she continued the words she had not finished just now:

"Master... you were so brave and quiet that I forgot... you have been suffering all this time..."

Perhaps it was Gardevoir's tears or snot that dripped onto Shota's body, and the unique disgust of humans towards the outside world gradually made his eyes clear again.

On this quiet night, the sound of someone crying was heard in the conference room.