Chapter 392 Seele Will Help Sister Bronya

"Ah!!!"

Xi'er sat up suddenly from the bed, gasping for breath, as if to make up for all the stagnant breath in the dream.

This lasted for about half a minute, and she suddenly choked again. Somehow, tears just slid down her cheeks uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes. But she was obviously not sad, and she didn't have any emotions that were enough to make her cry...

Is it because of that dream? Is she crying for that dream, or for the people in the dream?

Xi'er didn't know.

It was dark all around, as if the whole world had died - Xi'er was thinking so, when suddenly there was a "flapping" sound from the window, accompanied by a rough and hoarse crow cry, as if the world was angry because of her thoughts, so it used this method to prove that it was "still alive".

Xi'er didn't want to say bad things about others behind their backs, let alone say bad things about the world - if the world really existed.

But she still couldn't help thinking: Such proof is somewhat superfluous.

It seemed that she had slept for a while, and her throat was dry and tight. She had a hunch that she might have caught a cold just now, and her throat would be uncomfortable in the morning.

"Sister Bronya? Sister Bronya?"

She called out twice out of habit, her voice a little hoarse.

But she didn't get a response, and she remembered belatedly that everyone had moved from the remote sanatorium on the coast of Okhotsk to the Far East, where everyone had their own bedroom and no longer had to squeeze together like before. The climate here is also much warmer than Okhotsk. Perhaps it was because of this that she couldn't help kicking off the quilt in her sleep and caught a cold.

Xier got out of bed. She couldn't find her slippers for a while, so she walked barefoot to the small table in the bedroom, gently opened the curtains, let the moonlight leak in through the window, and illuminated the table a little.

"Eh... what is this?"

There was such a big shadow on the table, how could Xier not see it?

She reached out to hold it, and it felt soft. It turned out to be a Homei doll.

"Sister Bronya..."

There was no one else who would buy her such a thing, right?

She buried her face in the doll and rubbed it, took a deep breath, and seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of another girl.

After a while, she put the Homei doll back to its original place and turned her eyes to a glass on the table.

"Gulp——"

Seele drank the water left in the cup. The water was originally warm, but it became cold in the winter temperature. However, such cold water slid into her lungs, and a feeling of dryness rose in her chest for no reason.

Seele rubbed her chest, and the feeling of dryness slowly disappeared.

It's not that she was so predictable that she had expected that she would wake up in the middle of the night, so she left a glass of water on the table. It's just that such a dream... Since the first night she came to the Far East, such a nightmare has haunted her, without exception.

In fact, it's not hard to say it's a nightmare.

Xier held the cold glass in both hands and slowly rotated the cup. She suddenly raised the cup to face the moonlight, and for a moment, the cup seemed to be filled with silver-white liquid again.

It was the same scene over and over again, the same sobbing, the same pain, the same reluctance.

But Xier didn't understand what this dream meant, especially the only sentence in the dream -

"Brother Mikael, forget Xier..."

First of all, who is "Brother Mikael"?

She thought that it was probably a very important person, but Xier didn't have such a person in her memory. There was naturally no boy named Mikael in the orphanage of Kokolia's mother, and Xier searched through more distant memories these days, her homeland Estonia, and the memory of wandering from Estonia all the way to Okhotsk, but she still couldn't think of when she met a "Brother Mikael" in her life.

Then, could it be the future? It is said that dreams are prophetic. Could this dream indicate a future that she has not yet arrived at?

It shouldn't be - this conclusion has no theoretical basis, it just comes from Xier's intuition.

But even if it is, what does it matter? The name Mikael is not a niche name, and there are no more clues about him. The dream is really strange. It just stopped when I looked up and saw "Mikael"'s face...

Forget it, let everything develop naturally. What is coming will come, and the people you are supposed to meet will meet, right?

But for some reason, she felt a throbbing in her heart, as if she was a huge cocoon, and something was about to break through her body and get out...

"Uh... Uh!"

The pain came suddenly, as if someone was about to put a red-hot iron against her chest.

No, it's more than that. It's a pain from the inside out. It's like swallowing a piece of hot charcoal inside, and all the internal organs are burning because of it.

She groaned, then rested her arms on the table, and her upper body trembled constantly.

"Ah...ah...ah——"

She bit her lips tightly until the bright red blood flowed down her teeth. She didn't want others to find out about her pain, especially...

"Bang——"

But some pains cannot be resisted by will alone. Xi'er's body tilted, and her arm swept the glass that had been placed on the table down, smashing it to pieces in an instant.

"Oh no..."

She supported herself on the ground and tried to get up, but her hands were pierced by glass shards. Although compared with the pain in her chest, this was not painful...

"Xi'er! What's wrong with you?"

Less than ten seconds after she fell to the ground, the door was pushed open eagerly. Xi'er looked at the door along the moonlight. She didn't see the familiar drill hair style at first sight. Her eyes couldn't help but darken, but Then she remembered that it was indeed Sister Bronya's voice. After all, it was late at night and the other party wanted to sleep, so naturally he let his hair down.

"Is it okay!"

Bronya ran over quickly. For some reason, Xier suddenly found that the world around her was so clear in her eyes. She saw and heard that sister Bronya rushed over barefoot. She...

"Don't come here!"

Xi'er suddenly lost control and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Although Bronya was confused in her heart, her body instinctively obeyed Xi'er's words and stopped in place. Then she realized that there was something in front of her feet, shining in the moonlight.

Thinking about the sound just now, it's hard not to recognize that it was broken glass.

But what other options are there at this point? Do we still have to run all the way back to put on shoes?

Bronya didn't hesitate at all, just because Xi'er's cry was dulled for a moment. When she understood what it was, she took a step straight, and she didn't care about the insignificant pain at all.

"Don't... uh..."

Xi'er was so anxious that she jumped up from the ground, but as soon as she jumped up, she was stunned again.

"Okay...Okay, sister Bronya."

"Um?"

"I feel like I don't feel any pain anymore..."

"Xier, are you really okay?"

Bronya was about to take another step forward, but Xier covered her chest and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, Sister Bronya, Xi'er is fine, go back quickly..."

"No, you just clearly...how could I go back and sleep peacefully at this time!"

"Then...Sister Bronya, can you go back and put on your shoes first? By the way, help Xi'er get the broom and dustpan."

"Well...okay..."

Bronya pondered for a moment, then took a closer look at Xi'er under the moonlight. She saw that although her face was covered with beads of sweat caused by pain, her expression was no longer sluggish, and the corners of her eyes and brows were relaxed. , then I knew that the inexplicable pain just now was probably really over.

In this case, she didn't have to let herself feel pain to feel comfortable.

She hurriedly ran back to her room. It was still quiet outside. Why did it feel like no one else was responding to the loud noise just now?

Bronya was stunned. Indeed, breaking a cup was a very obvious sound in this quiet night, but everyone was sleeping soundly, and the sound insulation effect of the room here was also very good, so normal people should not be able to hear it. That's right.

Is she too sensitive to outside sounds? Sure enough, as a mercenary, is it so difficult to be familiar with ordinary life?

Bronya shook her head, ran back to her room, turned on the light, quickly put on her slippers, and went to the corridor to get a broom and dustpan. Everything was done as Xi'er said.

Back in Xi'er's room, she was standing there blankly, with her head lowered, as if she was asleep.

When she heard Bronya's footsteps, she suddenly woke up again.

"Sister Bronya, give that to..."

She originally wanted to clean up the mess on the floor herself, but Bronya was already cleaning it with a broom.

"Okay, Xi'er, go to bed and fall asleep first. I'll just do this."

Bronya cleaned up the broken glass in a few moments. She saw a small amount of water stains on the ground, and asked again:

"Xie'er, do you want some water? I'll go to the kitchen to get you some."

"No... no need, Sister Bronya!"

Bronya tilted her head and asked uncertainly:

"Then...is there anything else you want me to do?"

Hearing the words, Xi'er said softly, "Ah", then turned her head sideways, pondered for a few seconds, then twirled the hair hanging down from her temples and tentatively said:

"Well, sister Bronya, can you sleep with me tonight...Ah, no! I didn't mean that! I just...can you stay with me for a while..."

After saying this, she wanted to bury her head in her chest.

Bronya tilted her head and did not respond immediately.

Just when Xi'er was anxious and regretful about waiting, and wanted to say forget it several times, but couldn't make a sound, a cold hand gently pressed on her head.

"ah!"

"Xier, are you having nightmares again?"

Xi'er swallowed, her lips kept moving, and finally nodded silently.

"All right."

Bronya chuckled:

"It's not a big deal anyway, the bed here is big enough."

She gently held Xi'er's hand, "Relax, Xi'er, I will stay with you. Now, slowly lie back on the bed, I will put the things back, and I will be back soon, okay?"

"good……"

Xier's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, but Bronya heard it and gently rubbed the top of her head again.

When Bronya returned to Xi'er's room again, the room was so quiet that she almost thought Xi'er was asleep, if it weren't for her sudden rapid breathing because she opened the door.

"Xie'er?"

"Yes, Sister Bronya."

Bronya crawled into bed in the dark, and Xier made some room aside, and gave half of the pillow and quilt to Bronya.

"Dumb—dumb—dumb—"

The annoying crow seemed to be no longer planning to sleep, and began to make unpleasant cries again. Bronya lay flat on the bed, feeling that Xier's arms gradually changed from cold to warm, and she slowly closed her eyes. The thoughts in my mind gradually become empty...

For mercenaries who have to respond to situations at any time, forcing them to fall asleep at any time is a basic skill. It doesn’t matter if they can’t learn it. There were two uncles in Uncle Maxim’s former mercenary group who couldn’t do it, so they both died. .

Well, that's what mercenaries are like, and that's what the battlefield is like. Of course, you can't learn many things, but those who survive can.

But what Bronya can't accept is...it seems like she can't do it today?

Well, she had to admit that the reason why she was the only one who heard Xi'er break the cup was probably not a "mercenary's alertness", but just because she was the only one who hadn't fallen asleep at this point.

She tried to clear her mind, but she just couldn't. This kind of situation had happened in the past, so she began to follow the method taught by Raven, trying to construct blue sky, white clouds, grassland in her mind...

The blue sky appeared and white clouds appeared, but she did not see the grassland, only the forest and snow fields.

"Bang!"

It was the dull gunshot of the Tokarev pistol. Bronya lowered her head. A man with an unshaven beard whose age was not clear at all fell backwards in the snow. The 5.5-gram 7.62×25 Tokarev bullet ejected from him. It shot into the connection between the neck and chin, and then shot out from the top of the back of the head. In just a few seconds, the snow that was the size of three or five basins was dyed blood red.

The man's injuries looked like he had committed suicide by putting a gun to his chin, but Bronya knew that wasn't the case.

The Tokarev pistol was still too heavy for a three-year-old girl. She was clearly aiming at the heart, but her hand trembled as she pointed the muzzle upward. Coupled with the huge recoil of the Tokarev pistol, it made her The target's heart escaped unscathed.

Fortunately, if the final result is good, then that's fine.

Bronya would not be frightened by this memory, nor would she have unnecessary emotions such as regret. She just sighed softly and opened her eyes weakly.

It is true that there are no unnecessary emotions, but it still disturbed me from falling asleep.

But why?

Bronya was silent. She suddenly wanted to go out and look at the moon. There was no reason, it was just a whim.

But as soon as she moved a little, she noticed the sound of breathing beside her that was sometimes long and sometimes rapid.

After a long time, it was the owner of this bedroom who broke the silence first:

"Sister Bronya, can't you sleep either?"

"I...I just drank a cup of coffee because I was afraid of getting distracted when I was on a mission."

Bronya argued. Did she drink coffee? Maybe, she couldn't remember clearly, but she must have drank it, otherwise why couldn't she sleep?

"Yeah?"

Xier chuckled lightly, but suddenly asked:

"Sister Bronya, you can't sleep because you think about going to school tomorrow, right?"

"No, it's not. I just met an interesting guy during my mission in the past two days and was thinking about him."

Xier chuckled again:

"But, Sister Bronya, you just said that you couldn't sleep because you drank coffee before performing the mission."

"There are two reasons..."

Bronya turned her head away with some guilt and turned the back of her head towards Xi'er.

"Does sister Bronya want to go to school, or does she not want to go to school?"

"I...I don't care. Going to school is also a mission, and not going to school is also a mission. It doesn't make any difference to me."

"Is this so..."

Seele wisely did not ask more about the "mission". Cocolia did not take the initiative to reveal the identities of Bronya and Natasha, but she also did not try to hide them. The two of them disappeared from time to time, and sometimes they would come back with injuries. If you think about it, you can tell that the execution was not ordinary. The mission...well, Sister Arlene probably really didn't know, and thought Natasha was taking Bronya out to play, and for a while she even pestered Natasha about it.

Xi'er fell into silence for a long time, and Bronya also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably relieved.

But she still couldn't sleep. Although people can deceive others, they can't deceive themselves. This is just deceiving others.

Fortunately, Xi'er's breathing gradually became calmer, and she would probably fall asleep soon.

Bronya, on the other hand, was planning to run to the roof when she fell asleep. She didn't know why she wanted to see the moon so much that she would go crazy. The more she didn't go, the more she thought about it.

But just when she was relaxing, Xier suddenly spoke again in a daze:

"Sister Bronya wants to go to school, right?"

"..."

"Even if Sister Bronya went to school because of a mission, the fact that she is in school will not change, right?"

"..."

"Sister Bronya is just afraid that she can't adapt to school life, right? That doesn't matter. Xi'er will help sister Bronya, and Xi'er can only help sister Bronya in this regard...sister... Already..."

"..."

Bronya pursed her lips tightly and said nothing until Xier's breathing became long and deep.

"Xie'er? Xi'er?"

She shouted a few words under her breath, but Xi'er didn't react at all.

She quietly pulled her hand out of Seele's, tiptoed out of bed, and walked outside quietly.

The visibility in the yard was poor, and she easily climbed to the roof, but unexpectedly, a figure took the roof first.

"Natasha? What are you doing?"

Bronya recognized the outline of her partner at a glance, but when the other party heard her shout, he just turned his head blankly, stared for a long time, and then spoke:

"Um... It's Bronya..."

A strong smell of alcohol hit her face, and Bronya's brows wrinkled visibly.

"You...how did you get so drunk? Didn't Cocolia's mother forbid you to drink?"

Natasha shakily raised a finger:

"First, I turned eighteen six months ago. Cocolia's ban...hiccups...is no longer valid...hiccups!"

"Come on, don't you only remember your date of birth but not your year of birth? You can't prove how old you are at all? Didn't I hack into the household registration system to forge your ID?"

Faced with Bronya's series of questions, Natasha just giggled and continued to talk to herself:

"Second, you can buy Hom...hiccups...why can't I...hiccups...buy wine?"

Bronya helplessly supported Natasha, who was burping while talking, and Bronya was afraid that she would accidentally fall off the roof. Even for a stigma awakener, if she fell from the second-floor roof without any defense, there is a chance of fracture, right?

"You don't have to carry out a mission tomorrow?"

"What mission... ah ah ah ah ah... I have nothing to do tomorrow, I can take a day off... You are miserable, you actually have to go to school..."

Natasha stretched out her index finger and gently tapped Bronya's forehead, envious and jealous to the point of almost gritting her teeth:

"Cocolia is really a bad thing, school is so tiring, and it's not interesting. School is not a good place, it's really hard for you, unlike me! You can sleep for half a day tomorrow, and then go to the city to play for half a day, play whatever you want! I want to drink, I drink... drink... woo woo woo..."

Bronya's mouth twitched constantly, and she no longer had the heart to look at the moon.

After she spent a lot of effort to send the drunk and upset Natasha back to the bedroom, she wanted to go back to her room, but for some reason, when she opened the bedroom door, there was a familiar figure lying on the bed.

She walked back to the bed quietly, climbed onto the bed carefully, moved slightly twice, felt the warmth of Xier's shoulder, and somehow fell asleep all of a sudden.

Then, under the quilt, Xier's hand trembled, and gently held her hand.