Team villains except me

There is always a sweet smell in the afternoon in autumn.

Lin Cen smelled a familiar scent on the way home, and she knew that it was Gonia who made the bread.

She liked the look on Gonia's face when she made bread. When she was a child, she and Ivan were forced to flee with Gonia. Unease and fear occupied her heart, and hunger and the refusal to die made her hands and feet stiff.

In this situation, if Gonia is in the mood to make bread, it means they are temporarily out of danger.

So Gonia's bread could soothe her mood, and Lin Cen regarded it as a magical power.

Lin Zen walked into the house in a good mood. She called out to Gonia loudly.

"I'm back. Is Chahar not here? What did you have for lunch?"

Lin Cen took off his boots and put on slippers, then threw his coat on the hanger. As a result, the hanger fell to the ground, and the coat and backpack on it were scattered all over the floor.

Gonia heard the loud noise and looked out of the kitchen to see the mess.

Lin Cen shrugged helplessly.

"It was the first to move."

"Then you have to clean it up too."

Lin Cen didn't want to move.

"Anyway, Wumaiti will come back later and he will deal with it if he can't stand it."

"...Okay. Umaiti will definitely say you."

"I'll wear earplugs."

Gonia had no choice but to let Lin Cen cheat. The bread that Gonia baked was about to come out of the oven, and she had no time to continue talking to Lin Cen. She turned around, put on thick gloves and prepared to open the oven, and Lin Cen followed her from the living room.

She leaned on the dining table and asked Gonia where she was going later.

"Why do you ask?"

Gonia brought out the steaming bread. She looked up inadvertently and saw Lin Cen's complicated expression.

She was stunned for a moment, then put down the bread, took off her gloves, and slowly walked towards Lin Cen.

"What's wrong? You don't like me going out?"

Lin Cen turned his head.

"Are you a ghost trapped in this house? Can you stay here forever without leaving?"

"Maybe. My life is short."

"Take that back, Gonia."

Lin Cen sat at the dining table and looked down at Gonia.

"Although we haven't found the reason why your physique is so special, you have already passed your eighteenth birthday. The cycle has been broken. You will not die without reason. Even if you die, we will go to Illuzhen and bring you back."

"After I lose my memory, will I still be the me you know? At that time, I will just be a stranger."

"Gonia, are you sure you want to argue with me about this?"

Lin Cen looked at Gonia. So far, she had spent most of her life with Gonia and her friends. She thought it would last forever. Interests were not enough to separate them. There were no secrets between them. The only thing she feared was death, but that was still a very distant thing.

Lin Cen sighed bitterly.

"I should have known not to choose that competition. You've been like this since you saw the memories of your past life. You've suddenly matured a lot, but it seems difficult for you to be as carefree and happy as before."

"Because I'm worried. Lin Cen, I'm worried about many things. I'm worried that my fate will repeat itself again. I'm worried that I'm cursed. I'm worried that Carol paid a great price for me, and I can't face Norvia for this. I'm worried about Menilo..."

"What about us?"

Lin Cen asked Gonia back.

"You've said so much, what about us? I'm not being unreasonable. Carol helped you a lot in your previous life, and it's very likely that she changed your destiny. I thank her. Norvia is Carol's daughter. She's a very good person. I can understand that you feel a little guilty towards her. I also regard her as your family and my family.

Menelo... I can understand it to some extent. She and you share the memory of Carol, and you have something to talk about, which is good.

I understand, but that doesn't mean I'm not jealous. I'm not a child anymore, I won't keep pestering you like I did when I was little, I understand you have things you have to do, but Gonia, have you ever worried about us?

How panicked are we by this series of events? We are sincerely grateful to Carol for this. We want to be good to Norvia, but we are also afraid, and you have been avoiding discussing this issue with us formally——"

"Lin Cen, am I running away?"

Gonia looked at Lin Cen calmly.

"You are the ones who cannot accept the possibility of my death. Every time I mention it, you change the subject and say it will never happen. I am worried about you. You are the one I am most worried about. All my panic comes from this. I cannot leave you without worry, so I am afraid of death.

But if I start to fear death, you will stop everything you are doing until you find a solution. Your life will come to a complete halt because of me, but Lin Cen, this is not fair. "

"Talk about fairness to us, Gonia, what on earth are you going to do?"

"Lin Cen."

Gonia handed the freshly baked black tea bread to Lin Cen.

The atmosphere was rarely so tense. But Gonia had lived with Lin Cen for many years, and she knew how to calm Lin Cen down.

Lin Cen took the bread and ate it helplessly.

“You’ll only ever have this one trick.”

“This trick always works.”

Gonia put all the bread in the basket, then she looked at Lin Zen.

Her life is connected with Lin Cen's and the others'. She must act as if she doesn't care so much so that Lin Cen and the others won't panic because of her.

"Lin Cen, I love you very much."

"…I know. I know even if you don't tell me."

"Our Lin Cen has always been great. I knew it the day I met you."

Lin Cen silently finished the black tea bread in his hand, then picked up the bread prepared by Gonia and pushed her out of the kitchen.

"Let's go, you just say these coaxing words. Are you going to come home for dinner tonight?"

"No, I have an appointment with Menelo for dinner."

"Okay. Then I won't bring your meal tonight. If you come back very late, use the communicator to send a message to Ivan to pick you up."

"it is good……"

"Umaiti and I will take care of the remaining bread. Umaiti will be back soon."

Without waiting for Gonia to say anything else, Lin Cen pushed her out of the house.

"Go, find Menelo."

Lin Zen threw his coat and the basket of bread to Gonia, then ruthlessly closed the door.

Lin Cen's body slowly slid down the door. She took a deep breath and felt a little weak for a moment.

After a long time, the sound of keys turning was heard and Lin Cen stood up again.

Umaiti is back.

He looked at Lin Cen, who had a bad face, and the coat and backpack scattered on the ground behind her, and pursed his lips slightly.

"Wait for me to come back and clean up?"

"Do you want me to clean it up? Forget it, Wumaiti, I want to discuss something with you."

Wu Maiti nodded and went into the kitchen. The still warm bread was very tempting, and he ate two of them before turning to ask Lin Cen what he wanted to say.

Lin Cen also took a loaf of bread. Her expression was serious but her voice was vague.

"It's about Gonia..."

……

Gonia brought the basket of bread into Meniluo's private theater. She promised Meniluo that she would make black tea bread for her, and she would not break her promise.

Menillot is currently writing an opera. She wants to leave some traces of her presence in this world. She wants to be remembered and she wants to write her memoirs.

As soon as Gonia walked into Menillo's private theater, before she reached Menillo's room, Menillo rushed out.

"This taste! This is the taste!"

Without even saying hello, Menilo reached out and took a piece of black tea bread made by Gonia.

She closed her eyes and ate the soft black tea bread. Her whole mermaid seemed to be immersed in the ocean, and even her emotions became soft and relaxed.

"Gonia, Carol's black tea bread is very good, much better than yours, but the taste is the same."

"is it?"

"I don't mean to say that you are bad, this is the truth. Carol makes black tea bread very rarely, but I can taste the difference..."

Menelo did not lie.

She felt that the black tea bread made by Carol was like her comfort. Carol did not make this kind of bread every day, black tea bread was a special food for special occasions.

She was very depressed for a while. No one wanted a mermaid who didn't speak the language to be an opera singer. She didn't understand the human relationships, laws, order and underlying rules in human society. Sometimes she was chosen because of her identity. People were curious about mermaids, but she couldn't make a fish tail, so she was fired many times.

But if she could change back to her original form, she would return to the sea and would not have to struggle in human society.

She needed to pay Carol's rent, and Carol said she would not support her forever, so she was anxious. She also felt useless. Carol was protecting her and supporting her, but she could never do it well.

Carol is also a mermaid. Why can Carol do it but she can't? Is she too lazy or too weak?

Amid these emotions, she lost interest in food.

Carol: "Isn't it too early to start a hunger strike?"

Carol often didn't understand her delicate and sensitive emotions. Carol looked at her, then pulled her out of her depressed mood regardless of anything and told her that this was life.

This is Carol.

She didn't love Carol completely. She often hated Carol, she lost her temper, she quarreled with Carol, she gave up on herself, and she cried until she suffocated.

"Hate me? Go ahead and hate me. You will eventually love me to the point of being unable to extricate yourself, and then you will regret saying such words."

"Who did you learn this bad temper from? Are all you white-tailed mermaids so fragile? Don't you understand what I mean? Oh, I'm praising you. Your heart is as smooth, clear and beautiful as glass."

"If you keep talking to me so loudly, you won't be able to speak tomorrow. You ask why? Oh, because I made the food very salty today, and your voice will definitely become hoarse if you keep shouting like that. Anyway, I don't care, you decide for yourself."

"You think you are useless? It's okay. Human society needs such a role to exist, and you are very suitable for it."

"Cry if you want. What's the point of not breathing? Menelot, why don't you go back to the sea and cry? I'm afraid that you will cry all the water out of your body and turn into a dried salted fish."

Menillo often felt that Carol's mouth was a sharp weapon. But it was undeniable that it was Carol who helped her successfully enter human society, adapted her to human culture, made her independent, and taught her to take care of herself.

Whenever she was in despair or they had a big argument, Carol would make black tea bread.

Menillot was not interested in sweets. She had very strict requirements on her figure in order to become an opera singer, but after Carol left, she went crazy buying black tea bread from all the bakeries in the town.

That was when she especially needed Carol.

But they were all strange. That strangeness made her sober up, and she had to stand up again on her own. She repeatedly told herself that Carol was no longer by her side.

It felt like being thrown into the sea wrapped in a heavy robe. Clammy, cold, suffocating, and falling.

Menillo has a special attachment to Carol. Like a fledgling complex, the first good person she met after being forced to become a human was Carol. Carol is very special. Carol is a mermaid, but at the same time she is also very human. Carol taught her from scratch.

Menelo suddenly hugged Gonia.

Gonia smelled of black tea and bread. She hugged Gonia tightly, like a fragile and naive child.

"Gonia, black tea bread is really delicious. I have wanted to eat black tea bread for many, many years.

Gonia, I shouldn't hate Carol. I thought I was too dependent on her, I thought I was too fragile, I thought I let her down... I really want to see her again, I want her to come see me, I want her to regret it."

Gonia recalled the moment she saw Carol in her past life. In the reverse memory, the first time she and Carol saw each other was a farewell. She had no memory, and she would never know what Carol had done for her.

Both she and Menelo paid the price for their own willfulness or self-righteousness.

"Gonia, if I take the initiative, if I don't listen to her and go find her, can I still see her? Can I prevent the tragedy from happening..."

Menelo burst into tears.

"I have always been willful. Why did I become less willful after she left? I wanted to eat black tea bread so much... I always thought she would make it for me."

"Menelot."

Gonia held Menelo's shoulders and forced her to look up.

"It's normal to miss someone and feel regret. But dwelling on the past is not what Carol wants to see. Meniluo, do you want to see your past life?"

Menelo sobbed, looking somewhat surprised.

"……What's the meaning?"

"I have some doubts... Carol's black tea bread is delicious, isn't it?"

"indeed."

"But from what I understand, her vanilla bread was very good, but her black tea bread was very bad. She wanted to eat salty cheesecake, but she never had it."

……

Gonia took Menelo to find the astrologer who could let people see the memories of their past lives.

But Gonia was told that the astrologer was dead.

As night fell, Gonia and Menelo looked at each other.

Menelo shrugged and took out a cold tea bread from the basket carried by Gonia.

"Gonia, give up. Maybe Carol doesn't want you to know."