Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 243

2021-08-06

Chapter 243 The Gift of Regret

Raindrops hit the stained glass of the chapel, pattering In the sound of the rain, the two people, who had an age gap of half a century, continued to talk.

Shade considered the direction of the topic and added:
"speaking of which I am curious why Mr. Watson, not buried with the rest of the Watson family, was You"

Shade paused justly.

"When he wanted to marry me, the whole family opposed it. When we got married, the old Watson count said that after my husband died, we would never enter the Watson family's cemetery. That One summer, the weather is as hot as this year, he is count's son, and I'm just a girl in the slums of Tobesque. It's been so many years."

Old Lady's eyes widened, and their sockets were slightly widened. moist. The ghost, Mr. Watson, had no expression on his face, and Shade didn't know if the lack of emotion was caused by the lack of a soul, or if it was deliberately not showing it.

The love story that happened nearly half a century ago between young men and women is probably more thrilling than the murders that followed. But no matter what, no matter how sweet love is, it will eventually deteriorate with time. Maybe someone can maintain the love, but the old man in front of him can't.

There are really too many stories in this strange world. What I saw this afternoon is just a glimpse of the world for foreigners. He can't witness all the stories, nor can he evaluate this love, it's someone else's story.

"Will you dream of him?"

The outsider asked softly, and the old man who was caught up in memories and past events gently nods:

"Countless times Dreaming, dreaming that we met on the street in summer, dreaming of that decent wedding, dreaming that he took his savings and working hard to open a factory with me, dreaming of that rainy night.”

Shade, the ghost Mr. Mason and the ghost Mr. Watson all looked towards the old man, she stopped talking, so the two ghosts looked towards Shade again, Shade said softly:

"Sorry, that rainy night?"

His voice was really soft, and he turned his ears slightly to show he was listening carefully. The eyes looked towards the cloudy eyes of the Old Lady, and he believed that Lady Watson could see her own old face in his eyes. (Note)
This is actually a hypnotic technique. Shade saw something similar when he first got Dr. Schneider's notebook. The doctor seemed to be very good at this.

The spirit strength of the ring warlock is extremely powerful, although Shade is only a ring, the so-called hypnosis is more like spiritual induction. But now the conversation with him is an old man who is frail and has a lot of mental ups and downs, so this speaking skill is very useful.

"Yeah, that rainy night, those wines, that quarrel"

She closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

Although there was no mention of the murder, it was enough to prove that she did not forget what happened that night.

Even Shade, an outsider, felt melancholy about this love-hate relationship that spanned more than 30 years. So he turned his head and looked towards the two ghosts. The ghost Mr. Mason closed his eyes like an elder sister and shook his head. The ghost, Mr. Watson, watched the murder of his wife with a gentle smile on his face:
"For more than 30 years, she has kept this matter in her heart and has been living in that house. , must be sad too. She's also getting older and knows she won't have a few more years before she can finally get me out from behind the basement wall. I'm relieved, and it's a relief for her as well."

This sentence, Mrs. Watson can't hear it, only the outsider Shade can hear it.

But in Shade's view, none of the three can be freed. Mr. Watson cheated and was killed in marriage, Mrs. Watson saw that the younger brother was imprisoned for 30 years, and Mr. Mason The most innocent, and probably the most unacceptable to the truth.

Thinking of this, Shade glanced at the church they were in. If Mr. Mason dared to become Evil Spirit here because of his emotional ups and downs, even without Shade's shot, he would naturally understand what the power of a righteous god is.

But fortunately, the soul who loved the old man in front of him did not change in the end. It opened its eyes, looked towards its elder sister, stared at it for a few seconds, shook its head and turned towards the church door.

Shade sighed also stood up:

"Then I'll take my leave for now, Mrs. Watson, I don't remember anything about this conversation."

The Old Lady, with her eyes closed and tears in her eyes, ignored him, and Shade didn't look at her again. Instead, she put her hands in her pockets and walked to the church door with Mr. Watson's ghost, catching up with Mr. Mason's ghost.

Mrs. Watson's servant also prepared an umbrella for Shade and asked him if he wanted to go back to town with them. But Shade turned down the offer, held an umbrella, and walked into the rain in the cemetery with the two ghosts.

The winding stone pavement, like a flowing stream, lies between the graves on the ground. The ghosts of Mr. Watson and Mr. Mason grew fainter and were about to leave.

"What are you thinking now?"

Shade curiously asked, to him it was just someone else's story, but to the two ghosts it was their life.

Walking along the stone pavement to Park No. 3, the cemetery was empty and no one was in the rainy weather, but Shade really liked the sound of the rain.

"She has loved me all her life, and I think she still loves me even now. I don't care that she kills me, kills me, it hurts her. I hurt her life. , really is a lifetime."

"When I was alive, I also thought about whether Greta elder sister really forgot what happened that night, and whether she really saw me go for her Go to jail. I know the answer after I die, but I regret that I was here today. It would be great if I didn't show up."

It was obvious that the three of them walked together, but only Shade's Footsteps sounded, and only Shade's shadow swayed on the ground. The raindrops hit the top of the umbrella, causing the leaves on the big tree to sway. Turning left on the path ahead, the gravekeeper and his apprentice hurried over, greeted Shade, and then ran towards the church.

"Are you leaving?"

Shade asked in the rain, stopping to look at them. He just witnessed this story, although it is melancholy, but right and wrong, he will not judge.

"Yes, that's it."

Mr. Watson said, the three of them stood on the path among the cemeteries and watched the rain in the cemetery together. After a while, Mr. Mason asked softly:

"Sir, thank you for everything you've done for us. Allow me to greedily make one last request - I want to play Rhodes with him. ."

It seems that after Shade's conversation with Mrs. Watson, both souls have become more alive, Mr. Watson looked towards his companion in surprise, and Shade frowned. , asked:
"Why?"

"We have loved a woman all our lives, and because of this woman, we meet here after death. But I think this should have been The end of the story. We used to play cards together when we were young, and at this end, I want to end the story with the final game."

Mr. Mason said, and Mr. Watson did not. Talked, looked towards Shade with him.

Shade thought for a moment, nodded:
"Yes, I only have one deck of cards, and there are six special rule cards in the deck. Let me draw cards for you, and let me witness for you, a The game is decided."

"Thank you, sir."

So they left the cemetery path together and came to the big leafy tree, where the ground has One area is fairly dry.

Shade took out his Rhodes card and replaced the [Carsenrick Folklore Moon Dance Festival] he just got into the deck. The ghosts of Mr. Mason and Mr. Watson stood on Shade's both sides.

As the rain was pattering, Shade temporarily put his umbrella on the ground, holding the deck in one hand, and in the other hand he drew the first card to show to Mr. Mason, and then the second card to Woo. Mr. Center.

"Go on."

"Me too."

They said.

Each player's second card is up, Mr. Mason's moon 7, and Mr. Watson's 12.

“Go on.”

Mr. Mason said, and Mr. Watson thought about it:
“I go on too.”

Third The card is still the clear card, Mr. Mason is Sun 10, which is [primordial Steam Engine·Mark 9], but it failed to trigger the special rule that all the cards are of the sun suit.

The card Mr. Watson saw was Moon 5:

"I lost, 24."

He looked at the card in Shade's hand Face, shook his head regretfully in the rain.

But Mr. Mason also shook his head:

"Sir, continue to deal me cards."

"You have 18, you have won

Shade reminded, but Mr. Mason continued to shake his head, the ghost's face darkening:

"I voluntarily gave up my life for what I thought was the best ending. Now The story really came to an end, and I wanted to know what would have happened if I hadn't given up."

The ghost of the busted Mr. Watson didn't speak, Shade shook the head and pulled out the next Card, [Kasenrick Southern Folklore Moon Dance Festival], suit Sun 4.

18+4=22 points, glanced at the card at the bottom of the deck, not the moon suit. Therefore, because of the moon suit in Mr. Mason's card, there is only a moon 7, which does not exceed 7 points. According to special rules, the sum of his points is adjusted to 1.

Mr. Mason won, even though he had won.

"Have you regretted it?"

Looking at Shade's hands, the Moon Dance Festival that originally belonged to him, Mr. Watson's ghost asked his companions inquiringly.

Mr. Mason shook his head lightly, and also looked towards Mr. Watson:
"I think, it doesn't matter."

The ghosts' bodies quickly lost color, since they The gloomy feeling that came from his body also dissipated.

Under this big tree, in the rain, they waved to Shade together:

"Thank you, Mr. Hamilton, and wish you a safe life."

"Thank you, thank you for everything at the end, and I wish you can always draw the cards you want."

Shade blinked, and they disappeared silently.

The wind is still blowing and the rain is still falling. Shade, holding the cards in his hand, quietly looked towards the rain in the cemetery. For a long time, he didn't speak:

"Tell Miss Luysha this story, let her judge."

[Maybe you should look down. ]

So he bowed his head and looked towards the deck, the [Kasenrik Folklore Moon Dance Festival] card exuded a faint white light, and then gradually became silent.

"What is this?"

[You can understand that this is a gift from two ghosts. Because they're too weak, it's useless, and when you add this card to your deck, you can draw this card on top whenever you want, only this card. The duration is only about a year, after all they are too weak. ]

Shade stared blankly at the card in his hand:

"It's not a ring warlock, they also have special powers?"

[The soul after death remains in the world, There must be a special reason. As for power, didn't you say it yourself? It's a mortal idea that can affect the true world. ]

Shade didn't know what to say, stood under the tree and shuffled his hands, raised his head and looked towards the rain that didn't seem to stop. After a while, he stopped shuffling the cards, holding the card with his right hand and placing his left hand on the first card:
"I want the Moon Dance Festival."

He strengthened this wish in the heart, Then the first card is turned over——

There are three full moons directly above the card, and on the grass under the moon, people perform various strange actions around the bonfire.

【Carson Rick Southern Folklore·Moon Dance Festival】, Color Sun 4.

Shaking his head, he put the cards back into his pocket, bent over to pick up the umbrella, and returned to the path.

He didn't look back, his back was getting farther and farther in the rain.

In this world, Shade has yet to encounter something like those two ghosts that he would regret before his death. Likewise, he doesn't expect there to be any in the future. He was destined to go to the ruins of tomorrow night, and he didn't want to regret his retreat after he died.

"Other people's stories are over."

[Outlander, your story is still very long. ]

The rain fell from the sky, fell on the leaves, splashed against the green grass on the ground, and then slid down the leaves to the ground. In the distance, Shade's distant silhouette blurs, until it disappears completely.

PS1: You can also keep looking at each other by slightly turning your ears. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself.

PS2: This story in the cemetery, at the end, still feels Interesting. It is always said that the plot is too compact. Once there is such a plot that is temporarily unrelated to the main line, subscriptions will plummet, and comments will be boring. So ah, the author is also very embarrassed.

PS3: This is a plus update, two updates are 6.6K.短时间内不会加更了