Chapter 249: Mother and Daughter in Disorder (2 in 1)
In the lake, the tall blond lady hugged the boy's upper body like a koala.
The toes of the crossed slender legs kept tapping the lake surface, the head buried in the side of the boy's face, his body trembled, as if he was sobbing in a low voice.
From the angle of Eliza by the lake, you can't see her face at the moment, but you can clearly see how amazing her graceful back curve is in the sun.
The body is graceful and white, especially the waist, which is as gentle and slender as a snake.
As for the boy facing the lake, his expressionless eyes were tightly closed, his body was straight and strong, his handsome facial features were three-dimensional like withered sculptures, and he was full of classical beauty when he was motionless.
Now that he is surrounded by beautiful snakes, he seems to have become a majestic deity who was caught in a petrified trap and unfortunately desecrated by demons.
Among the rippling water, the leaves by the lake were rustled by the wind.
The beautiful girl with the same blonde hair and similar appearance as the "evil" stared blankly at everything in the lake, her expression full of dazed expressions.
In fact, she has watched this scene dozens or hundreds of times.
Whether it's from the front, the side, or even walking into the lake and looking at Chi Chi, she's seen it all.
However, no matter how she looked at it, she still couldn't believe that her dignified and conservative mother would do such a thing.
Especially since the subject is still her daughter's boyfriend...
This had a huge impact on Alyssa.
Although I had seen similar scenes before, but at that time my mother was seriously injured and had no choice but to.
But right now...
At first, Alicia was extremely sad and angry about this, and she couldn't help but say something bad about her mother to Melon through the book of secret words.
But because of Mellen's promise to agree to be her boyfriend, she didn't slide to the extreme as usual.
After calming down a bit, the girl even made an excuse for her mother.
"She didn't know Mellen had agreed to date me, so I can't blame her for this."
"After all, it has happened once before. Now that my mother has that kind of thought, of course there is no need to endure it any longer."
"The book says that women in their thirties are very impulsive in this regard, not to mention that my mother still has my blood in her body..."
"For me, my mother hasn't married for so many years, and now..."
It's been a long time since I discovered my mother's secret.
During this period, Alyssa's little head was full of various explanations and excuses, and even now, watching this scene again, she is not even very angry with her mother, but inexplicably a little pity.
On the other hand, she was full of guilt towards Melen.
At the very beginning, because of his own reasons, Meren was dragged to that uninhabited place and suffered a lot.
During this period, in order to save her, when he was still motionless with that kind of defensive barrier, he actually took advantage of others pervertedly...
Later, Mellon was also toyed with by her mother during a coma in order to save her mother.
Although he didn't say anything after that, he must have felt very uncomfortable after thinking about it.
As a result, he did not consider his feelings at all at that time.
Because his confession was rejected, he even took advantage of the mistakes he had made and ran to threaten him...
But Mellon still didn't get angry because of it, instead she always cared about her physical condition, and even agreed to her willful second confession.
Right now, in this unwitting situation, he was attacked by his mother again...
Suddenly, with a satisfied sigh, the ripples of the lake finally calmed down.
Then the surrounding scenes began to regress, and according to the records that Alisha had seen many times before, they "played" again at a certain point.
"You have to treat this as a matter of urgency."
In the dimly lit forest path, a little girl with red hair in neat braids raised her head and said solemnly to the middle-aged man beside her who was holding her hand:
"Although it's really absurd, if you want to become a real strong person, you must have the characteristics of being able to adapt quickly no matter what kind of situation and predicament you encounter."
"Compared to some life and death disasters, what are we experiencing now?"
"You can't even change this, what should you do if you encounter a more difficult situation in the future?"
"Sorry, teacher, I know what to do..."
"What did you just call me?"
"Okay, my sweet girl. Dad knows he's wrong, okay?"
"It's almost there."
The little girl's satisfied voice seemed so sanctimonious.
However, the honest "boy" who picked up the little girl may never have imagined how nasty things will happen to him next.
"We're such a dirty mother and daughter..."
Alyssa, who was watching everything, thought lost, but her eyes were always on the father and daughter.
It seemed that what was about to happen next had a strange attraction to her.
After the bloodline was completely awakened, Alisha inexplicably found that she could read everything that had happened in the storybook world at will.
In it, she actually saw some private behaviors of former users, some with two people, some with three people, some conservative, some unrestrained.
But what is very inexplicable is that what attracts her the most is the brief but beautiful scene in the lake.
Even she looked over and over again, no matter how she looked, she couldn't see enough.
She actually knew that this was wrong. It was an insult to her boyfriend Mellen.
But for some unknown reason, she just couldn't help but want to see it, she seemed fascinated, and even forgot the time because of it.
It seems that the scene of the paint she wrote to stimulate her mother at the beginning really came...
Unfortunately, this viewing did not last for now.
Before the two began to undress, Alicia found someone shaking her body outside.
After reluctantly withdrawing her gaze, she escaped from the world of storybooks.
Opening her eyes, Alyssa found that this was her roommate Katherine.
"What's wrong with you, you haven't woken up yet?"
Seeing the blond girl slowly opening her eyes, Catherine with delicate features asked worriedly, "Is there something wrong with your body?"
At the beginning, Mellon asked Katherine about her "soul split" condition, and now the two sides are living in the same dormitory, so Alisha has a very good sense of this.
"Fairy Wood"
But no matter how good her senses are, she can't tell the truth.
So Alisha just shook her head, "No, nothing, I just overslept."
"Is it really okay?"
Catherine with long black hair frowned and said: "Your physical condition is special, you must not endure anything abnormal."
"Special physical condition?"
Alicia was taken aback for a moment, "You, where did you hear that?"
"Iger told me."
Catherine said: "He also told me to take care of you more and tell him if there is any accident."
Mellon…
Alyssa was silent.
Thinking of all the dirty thoughts and actions before, she suddenly had the urge to cry.
"If it's really okay, get up and get dressed and go to school."
Seeing that the blond girl was in good health, the worry on Catherine's face disappeared, and her tone returned to a calm and authentic tone:
"The first class in your group is the history of magic. You are already late, but it doesn't matter if you study this class or not, but the second class is potions, which must be understood and mastered."
"Aren't you in the first group, Catherine?"
Alicia asked in a low voice.
"I'm in the second group."
The other party replied, and then ignored her, turned around and left in a hurry.
It seemed that she came back this time just to wake up Alicia.
The blonde girl was a little weird about this.
Because if the other party is not in the same group with her, how did she find out that she was absent from school?
Or is it that Katherine came back this time, just by the way?
Does she have other things to do?
Alyssa couldn't understand this matter, and she didn't put much thought on this roommate who had always been somewhat mysterious.
At this moment, all she thought about in her little head was Mellen.
When I go to class next time, I'm bound to meet Mellen.
How should she face it?
In other words, what makes Alicia very confused is, what should she do to make up for the strong guilt she feels towards Mellen?
…
After "Catherine" on the other side left the dormitory, she hurried to another dormitory area.
At this time, the campus was quite quiet. Although some wizards on flying brooms passed by from time to time in the sky, the ground was sparsely populated.
Most of the people were busy with teaching and learning. Occasionally, when someone saw Catherine, the black-haired girl, they just glanced at it curiously, and stepped forward to ask anything without meddling.
So she went very smoothly and came to the downstairs of someone's single dormitory.
After looking up at the bay window balcony of that room for a moment, her face was a little hesitant, her footsteps were hesitant, she seemed to want to pass, but she was afraid of seeing something.
But after hesitating for a while, the black-haired girl finally gritted her teeth and walked towards the house.
Climb the stairs and push open the locked door.
What you can see is a white room with simple but elegant decoration.
The environment is fresh, the balcony is decorated with flowers and plants, the living room is next to the leather sofa on the low table, and some untouched milk and bread are also placed.
It seemed to be a breakfast prepared by a virtuous young woman for her husband, but the husband who lost the lake forgot to eat it before he left.
After looking at them with deep eyes, Mrs. Chelsea, disguised as Catherine, walked towards the bedroom with a clear goal.
Compared with the neatly tidy living room, the bedroom with the veil four-poster bed is a little messier.
The bedding was piled up at the end of the bed, and there were obvious indentations on the pillows.
A few strands of jet-black hair and a faint scent of champagne roses made Madam frown deeply.
But when she reached out and brushed over the white bed, the sheets that were originally only slightly wrinkled, slowly showed many traces of dampness.
Some are speckled, some are patchy.
A unique taste also spread from this.
"Juliana..."
The face of the lady who looked like a black-haired girl suddenly became gloomy, and there was an inexplicable look of annoyance and anger in her eyes.
However, after taking a deep breath, she instantly became extremely calm and her face was expressionless.
Only that frowning brow never eased.
She hadn't slept all night last night, and she always unconsciously remembered what the student said in the library and what he would do after he left.
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed Madam felt, and a certain emotion kept accumulating.
Even this morning, after seeing that the freshmen started to officially go to school and stayed away from the accommodation area, she couldn't wait to take the opportunity to rush over to check the scene.
However, even though there were many flukes before, the facts now prove that what should have happened, and what should not have happened, has already happened...
The tender white fingers were far away from the sheets, and some traces of last night were quietly gathered away.
Mrs. Chelsea came to the living room and sat on the sofa with a silent expression.
"Are you upset?"
Not far away, there was a silver-edged oval mirror hanging on the wall. What was reflected in the mirror was an expressionless black-haired girl sitting on the sofa.
However, even though the girl did not move, the one in the mirror stood up instead, her face slowly approaching the mirror.
"You shouldn't be indulging in such meaningless emotions."
Her voice was similar to that of Mrs. Chelsea, but it was slightly ethereal, with a wonderfully ethereal feeling, as if the speaker was not in this world.
"You should have thought about all this."
"I need to be quiet."
The lady replied absentmindedly, seemingly not at all surprised by what appeared in the mirror.
"Your heart can't be quiet at all, how can you be quiet?"
The Holy Spirit in the mirror said so, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his holy face.
"You brought it all on your own. Now that you regret it, what's the use?"
"I have no regrets."
Madam Dandan replied, "It's just that my good friend and my students are hanging out together. I can't bear it."
"I appreciate how calm you are now."
The smile on the Holy Spirit's face became more obvious, as if gloating.
"It's just that you seem to have forgotten that we actually have the same heart."
This made Mrs. Chelsea squinted involuntarily.
Looking up at "self" in the mirror, she suddenly asked, "How did you feel at the time? What were you thinking? Or was your brain stimulated to be blank, without thinking about anything?"
"Why do you say what you know so easily? Did you say it on purpose, or can't help it?"
The Holy Spirit was stunned when he heard the words, and then the smile on his face subsided, "It won't do you any good to anger me."
"That's exactly what I wanted to say to you."
Madam lowered her eyes and said, "You are very strong, but the magic tide has not been activated yet. You, or how strong you are, are limited."
"I know that you are full of hatred for me and my students in your heart, but since you are parasitizing in my body, you should put away your arrogancewww.wuxiaspot.com or be careful not to let the misfortune come out of your mouth."
"You are incapable of doing anything to me."
The Holy Spirit in the mirror said: "Even if it doesn't cooperate with some of my plans, it won't have any effect on me."
"I'm not capable, but my students have."
Mrs. Chelsea responded calmly.
"I think he'll be happy to recreate that torture scene."
These words made the Holy Spirit in the mirror stunned, staring at "self" outside, she really couldn't imagine, in this house, what kind of psychology did she have to say such words?
"You are such a shameless bitch!" The Holy Spirit finally snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared in the mirror.
The lady on the sofa ignored her last words, staring at the ceiling, dazed, not knowing what she was thinking.
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