Seeing Xue Dili and the child making their grand escape in the rain, the aunt sighed. She sowhat understood why this child was desperately trying to stay here.
For Xue Dili, perhaps Fafnir was just a passerby in his life.
He had saved too many people and witnessed countless great deeds and tragedies. For him, Fafnir was more like the "daughter entrusted by a friend."
However, for Fafnir, Xue Dili seed to be her everything.
Yet, it was impossible for Fafnir. The aunt was quite certain of this, as she had lived with Xue Dili the longest and knew his true nature best.
"Aunt, do you think it’s possible for ?" Fafnir watched her happy self in the movie, her Elf Ears drooping, and suddenly asked.
The aunt was silent too. She wanted to smoke, a bad habit left over from thousands of years cleaning up the remnants of the Divine Era, relieving anxiety with a cigarette when tense, but since the child ca into the family she quit, substituting it with lollipops.
As she unwrapped the lollipop, the sweetness on her taste buds sowhat eased her anxiety. She pondered for a long ti about how to answer this girl.
The living room was very quiet, only the TV showed scenes of Fafnir playing in the rain with Xue Dili.
"If you continue to hold such a mindset, then it will never be possible." Suddenly, the aunt said.
Fafnir fell silent, her Elf-like ears drooping further, like wilting petals.
She also sensed that no matter how hard she tried, there always seed to be a sadly thick barrier between her and the teacher. The teacher was always smiling, like the winter sun, but whenever she tried to chase it, she found that no matter how hard she tried, the sunlight was always so far away.
"Why?" She asked stubbornly one last ti.
"Because on the surface, little Xue seems like a sunny and outgoing child, willing to save anyone, willing to befriend anyone, as if he has a passionate heart, able to smile in the face of any great harm..."
"But in fact, his heart is colder than anyone else’s," the aunt said.
Fafnir’s pupils contracted.
"The coldness in his heart doesn’t an he doesn’t care about others. It’s just that he places everyone on the sa scale. The beggar on the street and his own life weigh the sa to him. He loves not just a specific person, but all that is beautiful and the future..."
"But a person’s love is limited. When he falls for loftier goals and the future, the love he has for those around him diminishes. So, you can easily beco his friend, even beco sothing more than a friend but less than a lover, almost like family, but after that, if you want to go further..."
The aunt smiled, biting the lollipop until it made a "crunching" sound.
"That would be an insurmountable gap."
Fafnir fell silent. She actually had sensed Xue Dili’s true nature, because to him, she really wasn’t that special.
Even if Xue Dili said he liked her, he’d probably just say, "I like Fafnir, and everyone else too."
The aunt seed to already know this and continued, "It might be related to his childhood experiences. He was a lonely person from a young age, and now he hasn’t changed; he just beca a lonely hero."
"A Savior, warm on the outside, cold on the inside, and lonely."
"So, if you continue to try to deliberately approach him with your current mindset, even after living with him for a dozen years, you’ll just remain ’a friend’s daughter.’ At most, little Xue will see you as a niece, but you’ll never beco soone who can walk alongside the lonely hero."
The aunt felt that she had explained it very clearly, seeing the expression on Fafnir’s face, almost on the verge of crying, she finally said,
"In another world, little Xue got married, but the person he married wasn’t a genius or a girl of celestial beauty, just an ordinary girl who could help him with experint research and data sorting, who walked shoulder to shoulder with him. Now, do you understand?"
"Therefore, finally I’m telling you, what little Xue needs isn’t soone who clings to him heavily, but a comrade who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, supporting each other, sharing common ideals and ambitions. Only such a person can truly enter his cold heart, that’s all. I hope you can co to understand."
The aunt felt she might as well throw the answer key in the child’s face. If she still couldn’t wake up, there was nothing more she could do, she’d done her best.
The aunt suddenly thought that all the girls who liked little Xue seed to have a heavy past, just like she once did.
At that mont, a familiar voice sounded from outside.
"I’m back."
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