Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

[Senes's Perspective]

He didn't refute it...

"When Paul led me out of the team before, he said some very hurtful things."

If it were a stranger, she probably wouldn't care what others said to her.

But we are friends who care about each other, and the harsh words spoken by those who care are always the most hurtful.

She did say some really disgusting things.

But as you know, she is a person ruined by a curse.

She explained all relationships through sex because she had seen almost only this one kind of relationship in her hundred years of life.

So when she chatted with you before, it wasn't out of malice, but out of a distorted kind of concern.

She's showing her care for you in her own way.

But you said such hurtful things, of course she'll be angry and sad, right?

You are someone she cares about, just like Paul used to say to the other members of the team.

That's why she was so sad and angry.

There was a moment of silence. Then his voice came out from under the white cloth, muffled, as he recounted the long speech he had given me earlier that day.

"...I can understand that she went through something terrible...but that's no reason for her to say those things so recklessly."

"You're right... but she shouldn't have died... She could be scolded, driven away, slapped, but she shouldn't have been killed like that..."

"Do you expect me to be glib and clown-like in this kind of thing, using those little tricks to get away with the embarrassment?"

Indeed, that's not like the child at all.

If he were to use glib talk in a place like this, he wouldn't be himself.

I put down the scissors, changed the angle, and continued trimming the ends of his hair behind his ears.

"You have people you dislike, things you dislike, and events you hate. That's actually a good thing. It means you have principles, and they're very high."

I gently combed down the tuft of hair sticking up at the back of his head.

"Do you remember when you were little, and I took you to visit other people's homes?"

"I don't quite remember."

"Sigh...you're always like this...what about that time on Sylphie's birthday?"

"Yes, I still remember."

"That's good. Back then... you were the most unsociable one."

Everyone was deeply moved, but you just kept eating and drinking, barely saying a word, and wouldn't even offer a smile.

"Hmph~"

He chuckled softly.

"Back then, some idiots worried that you wouldn't be able to make friends, but I was actually quite envious of you."

This is actually a form of honesty.

You are always being yourself.

Knowing what you want and what you don't want. Even when making friends.

No one can make everyone like them, and it's impossible to be friends with everyone.

If such a person really exists, then he must be a guy without principles and good at pretending.

A person with true principles cannot get along with everyone.

Because there are always people and things in this world that are irreconcilable and must be opposed.

"Then... what should I do?"

At this point, I fell silent.

Yes. Although this little liar is full of lies, I know that every word he says is sincere, and every action he takes comes from the heart.

He loves me.

That's why I can forgive him and trust him without any reservations.

As I thought about it, my eyes welled up with tears...

I sighed.

But I was actually very happy inside.

Because this child has finally relied on me again, just like before.

"But we're still here, aren't we? When children do something wrong, there's always an adult to cover for them."

"...Is she still alive?"

"Yes, he's still alive. Xiao Luo rescued him."

"Heh... they actually managed to piece it back together, maybe they can even save 2.5..."

Ok?

What about saving 2.5?

The rest of the conversation was too quiet for me to hear, but I knew this guy was up to something bad again.

So I angrily punched him on the head.

But I couldn't help but laugh at him too.

Then I thought back to the scene at that time...

Alina Liz asked him for an answer...

He chose to tell everyone his bottom line in the most direct way...

So he slashed at it...

But after he finished cutting, he regretted it...

He didn't intend to save her because he hated her...

But he didn't want her to die either...

He knew that was wrong...

He hoped someone would stop him...

That's why...we're needed...

"I understand that you want to protect Aisha.

Just like you can understand Alina Lige.

But as you also know, understanding is not the same as being correct.

When you use harm to stop harm, who are you actually protecting?

Everyone was terrified by you back then. This time, only with Luo Qixi and me there could we salvage the situation. But what about the future?

I paused for a moment.

[Your mother can't be with you forever.]

I didn't say those words out loud.

Too cruel.

So I just thought about it in my mind...

This child will surely suffer in the future because of his incompatibility with the world.

My hair is all cut.

I put down the scissors, took the white cloth off his shoulder, and shook off the stray hairs.

Then I hugged him from behind.

"so......

Stop trying to solve everything by yourself...

That's arrogance...

When you were little... you were such a gentle person...

But not everyone can understand your behavior; you need to show the world your gentleness properly.

They always try to be strong on their own, thinking they are very capable and can do anything.

But you yourself know that it's impossible.

You also hope that someone will love you and help you.

so......

Let's rely on others a little more.

He was still a child, and only a few years had passed, but his back had already become so broad.

He didn't say anything, but I knew he was crying.

Silent.

Just like back then.

They suffer injustices but don't speak up, they feel pain but don't cry out, they insist on bearing it all by themselves.

I'm so scared.

We're afraid that as he grows up and becomes stronger, he'll stop seeing us because of what happened with Paul.

He avoids anything that makes him uncomfortable.

I had a dream not long ago...

In my dream, he was holding me.

He was talking to himself.

In his dream, he was so lonely, so sad, and so afraid of being abandoned.

But it wasn't a dream after all...

That's his true self.

I know.

He is not my child.

But it doesn't matter...

The world is so big, yet we still managed to meet.

We are also people who made a promise.

We made a promise back then: I am your mother, and you are my child.

We made a promise back then: we must go home.

So I know you'll always be on my side, no matter what.

You won't abandon me.

So I won't abandon you.

The second agreement, however, really took a long time to arrive.

Those days when we couldn't see each other were always a little sad, but they also proved how fulfilling and happy our time together was.

Every day before, I longed for you to come back, to chat with me like when we were little, and to act cute with me.

Although you've gone back a few times, each time the trip was so short.

He lies every time.

I always endure it.

They always leave immediately.

Your heart is not at home.

But now you're finally back.

After such a long time, it was only when I could hear these things that our hearts finally returned.

Just like in the beginning.

Mutual understanding...

Caring for each other...

They prayed for each other's happiness...

I really want to be happy.

But tears kept flowing.

These must be tears of happiness.

Our hearts are embracing each other.

I had so much to say to him, but I couldn't say anything more.

He's the same way, isn't he?

Important things...

Important feelings...

They all seemed to want to say something but stopped themselves...

In the end, it all boiled down to a few simple, witty remarks, and then silence.

It doesn't matter anyway...

I can hear the voice in his heart.

So all those sweet words and those kinds of things are meaningless.

I can truly feel this sentiment between us.

We hugged for a long time.

As time went on, the night breeze grew cooler, and the stars began to shift.

They didn't separate again until they were both satisfied.

I pulled up a chair and sat down next to him.

We looked up at the stars together.

He still didn't say anything.

I don't have any either.

A gentle breeze blew across the rooftop, carrying the stray hairs that had just been cut off from the railing like a small clump of white dandelion seeds...

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