Chapter 1377: Chapter 1349 Who is the Original Sin? Chapter 1377: Chapter 1349 Who is the Original Sin? “I have always believed that every profession has its difficulties, and of course, I am not deliberately attempting to whitewash those who trade their bodies and dignity for money. Most in this industry are beyond redemption, choosing degradation for themselves.”
Take, for example, that Duck King I encountered before.
“But there are always exceptions. You did not et during the best of tis, a cruel joke by fate. If you cannot protect her gently, then let go. Do not add to each other’s suffering. It was not your fault for not helping her in her ti of need, but please, at least don’t despise her for what she’s done when you leave.”
“Gentle protection… Sister, I truly cannot bear to part with her, but I also can’t get over the hurdle in my heart.”
That photo was indeed too shocking.
Thinking of how she had engaged in countless such acts during the years he was absent, Arlong found it hard to let go.
“I understand your reluctance to leave her, but I also understand the hurdle you can’t get over. It’s not pettiness or machismo; it’s human instinct. If you now try to pretend none of it ever happened and get back together with her, I won’t object, but—”
“But what?”
“But can you bear the feeling when you suddenly think of that photo at an unexpected mont? Following the normal emotional trajectory of humans, even if you pretend not to care now, you will suddenly rember in the future, and then you will beco inexplicably emotional. Yet your rationality will tell you that since you chose this, don’t dwell on the past. But your instincts will react with anger and sorrow. When these emotions clash, you’re not far from ntal illness.”
Kiara is not overstating things; she’s rely stating a fact.
Many holier-than-thou hypocrites arrogantly say, “Then forgive. Once forgiven, never think of it again.”
So films and literary works, to romanticize love, will also deliberately craft joy for everyone. But this disregards human instincts, misleading the audience. How can one so easily overco such hurdles?
If everyone had the ability to resist their instincts, there wouldn’t be so many patients with ntal illness and psychological disorders. The holier-than-thou hypocrites always criticize others for being narrow-minded and unable to let go, thinking that getting sick is all in the patient’s head. In reality, those who say this are the most selfish.
“What should I do, what can I do, when I can neither accept nor let go?” Arlong truly loved her, but that love was also truly painful.
Kiara sighed deeply, looking into the distance, where Mario Yuno was walking towards them, apparently having finished his business.
“I know this sounds sowhat feeble, but you can think of it this way: be grateful that your first love brought such intense conflict and hardship. If you can get over this hurdle, you will grow into a man of great stature.”
It was ti for so soul-soothing chicken soup.
“So wounds, when you experience them, feel painful. You curse the fate dealt by the heavens, but once you get past them, you realize how strong you’ve beco. Thunder and Dew are all blessings in disguise. It’s just that you don’t see it that way while enduring them. You will go through many hardships in life, but rember, the greatest challenge isn’t what you face right before you die; the biggest challenges are exactly those hurdles you’ve managed to overco.”
These words, like a gentle rain, watered Arlong’s heart. His sister rarely spoke to him in such a calming tone, but today she was truly gentle, not loftily distant, but a close and caring sister.
“Sister!” Arlong wanted to cry but held back the tears with great effort.
He felt wronged, but he knew he was a man. He saw in his sister’s eyes her expectations for him; he didn’t want to disappoint her.
“Whether you decide to break up or stay together, your sister will support you. But Arlong, rember, no matter what, your sister doesn’t want this to make you doubt life itself or to question whether you loved the wrong person. Whatever Shella Arumi has done before, her love for you was certainly sincere when you were together. There are no deceivers here, only reluctant individuals fooled by life. Understand each other, forgiving her also ans forgiving yourself.”
“Forgive?”
“Hmm, the tighter you hold on to her, the more uncomfortable it makes her. You think that photograph hurt your heart, but it’s the sa for her. If you insist on being with her, have you ever considered how she feels? She would feel guilty about this for the rest of her life. Your relationship would no longer start from an equal footing, she would tread carefully, and every ti you rember, you both suffer mutual hurt. Can you still call that love? Why not let her go, let her forget about this and find her own happiness?”
“Can she still be happy, will anyone still want her…” Arlong thought about Flora living a lonely life forever and felt heart-wrenchingly sad.
This conflicting and complex emotion almost tore him apart; his consciousness was split in two, utterly unsure of what to do.
“Why couldn’t she? If she leaves this place for sowhere no one recognizes her, maybe starting over, she might just find her love. Don’t say you’ll take her with you. Our mother is here, where would you go? Leave her so dignity; that would be a blessing for her too.”
“Sis, it hurts here.” Arlong pointed to his chest, and Kiara gave him a warm embrace.
“Silly boy, it will all pass.”
Mario Yuno watched from a distance as Kiara spoke with Arlong.
Even if he couldn’t hear the content, he could guess Kiara was comforting Arlong.
Mario Yuno rembered the year he turned 18, when Mother gathered him and his siblings and said sothing to them.
Rember, once you’re out in society, you all are each other’s last resort, and you must never forget that you are family.
Family is usually by your side without noticing much, but when sothing happens, the most reliable ones are your own family mbers.
His Kiara was the best sister.
With this thought, Mario Yuno turned on his heel, not disturbing the pair of siblings, and instead headed towards the main building of the hospital.
No sooner had he stepped into the ward than he heard Flora Jim’s scream.
“Yayaka! What’s wrong with you, Yayaka! Don’t you scare your sister like that!”
Sothing bad had happened!
Upon hearing this, Mario Yuno imdiately quickened his pace, pushed the door open into the ward, and saw Flora Jim holding Yena Jim, whose reaction was very strange…
Mario Yuno took one look then quickly stepped out of the ward, unhesitatingly taking out his cell phone to call Kiara.
“Kiara, co quickly, sothing’s not right with that girl!”
Yena Jim, held by Flora Jim, kept talking nonsense, her eyes vacant, hands desperately tearing at her clothes; Flora Jim was holding her down, hands scratched and bleeding.
“I don’t want clothes, clothes are the sin, all my sin…”
Yena Jim clawed aimlessly; her sister was holding her down, trembling in fright.
“Yayaka, don’t scare your sister, co back to your senses soon!”
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