But Joachim sat there and trembled, and his look made Bronya feel an unknown fire in her heart. She grabbed the cross that Otto had dropped from the ground and threw it at Joachim angrily.
"What are you running from! Your past? Or the priest and everyone at the orphanage?" Although Bronya's voice was still calm, there was still anger in her tone: " No, you are just running away from yourself, you coward!"
"I don't know..." Joachim held his head with a look of pain and confusion on his face: "In the end What is the right thing to do..."
Bronya looked at the look on Joachim's face, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger in her heart: "There is nothing like that in the world. There are many rights and wrongs, only things have right and wrong, not people. The so-called right and wrong of a person are just the responsibilities he has to bear after doing something.
"Bronya knows that this is difficult, Bronny. Ya, I was just like you before... Since you are afraid, then speak up, don't say nothing, and don't insist on saying it's okay. Bronya's eyes softened slightly: "Go tell those you care about and those who care about you."
"You still have your family...don't wait until everything is irreversible before you regret it."
Bronya thought of Kiana, Mei, and Teacher Himeko, Thinking of Brother Chen Wang, I had obviously done so many bad things, but in the end, I was still saved by them.
Don’t wait until everything happens and then regret it, then it will be too late.
Joachim fell silent.
The hillside was bustling with people, and the children who discovered that the priest was missing rushed over in a panic despite the snowstorm. Bronya said nothing more, and cooperated with the children to send the unconscious priest back to the orphanage.
Things have stopped like this for the time being.
Until the next morning, Bronya and Xier were awakened by Theresa's knock on the door. They came to Joachim's room together, only to find that it was empty.
Joachim left without saying goodbye to anyone.
Theresa lowered her head, with some sadness in her eyes: "He is gone after all..."
Neither Bronya nor Xi'er spoke, but Bronya looked at Looking at the empty bed, there was a vague and inexplicable emotion in his eyes.
Teresa turned to look at Bronya and Xier: "Bronya, Xier, the priest has something to say to us."
Bronya He looked at Xier and followed Theresa to the deepest room of the orphanage. As soon as the door was opened, the figure of the blond man came into the eyes of several people.
There were many other children standing in the room.
The wind and snow were still howling outside the window, there was no sound in the room, and all sight lines were more or less clear.Focus on Fr.
Otto was lying on the bed, trying hard to turn his body towards them. Scarlet traces spread across his body, as if to tear him apart.
"Theresa, my cross seems to have fallen in the snow." Otto looked at Theresa who was approaching and spoke weakly, even wanting to get up.
Teresa quickly held down Otto: "Father, you have a good rest first, and I will help you find it. Next week, no, tomorrow, I will take you to the hospital in the town. You will Get better..."
Father Otto shook his head: "It's okay, no need, Joachim... is he gone?"
The children in the room were silent. Answered his question.
"Really..." Otto turned to look at the ceiling of the room: "I understand his feelings. The person who made him an orphan... was me."
"That's not the priest's fault."
Theresa spoke immediately, but Otto raised his hand to stop her.
The priest took a deep breath: "Right and wrong cannot answer all the problems in this world. I will always ask myself, is there another way to save him at that time? Father?
“But no matter what I thought, I still chose to kill him that day. Otto's eyes were a little hollow, as if he was recalling things from the past: "Maybe it's because in him, I saw my past self...the one I wanted to end." "
Teresa looked at the increasingly weak priest, and tears began to fill her eyes: "Father..."
She knew what the priest wanted to say, and she wanted to say it too. What, but he swallowed it back in his stomach.
The priest continued: "I have also been exposed to taboos, and I have been involved in the power of evil, and I have involved... no, I have killed many innocent people.
"But the Saint stopped me and rescued me from the abyss." The priest's voice became softer and softer: "I escaped from the organization with her and sealed the source of evil in An unknown place.
"But we were both cursed, and she died two years later. On her deathbed, I asked her if she regretted doing this. choose. , and now, I will convey her answer to you. "
The priest looked at everyone in the room, Bronya, Xier, Theresa and other children, large and small:
"A person You will experience growth three times in your life. The first time is to understand the right and wrong of things.
"The second time is to understand that some things are not just right and wrong.
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"The third time , is to understand that some things are not right or wrong, but still firmly do what you believe in and take responsibility for it. "
The priest's eyes were shining, and his tone was calm, but there was a hint of trembling. Maybe heI recall something, something that time cannot erase.
After a while, the priest seemed to have sorted out his thoughts and said again: "I buried her in a foreign country and established an orphanage here.
"I understand about it. Achim was confused, or rather, I was once confused like this. "The expression on the priest's face was very calm:
"So, I respect his choice. "
"Father..."
Teresa couldn't help it, and her voice was filled with tears. The children around her seemed to have seen the current situation clearly, and they also There was some crying.
The priest had a slight smile on his face, as if to comfort him: "Children, I can't go back. I have made too many mistakes. All I can do is Take responsibility for your past.
"But...fortunately, I still have you. Thank you for allowing me to look back on the past for a short time and find that I still have happy and warm memories."
"Father...you It'll be okay..."
Bronya looked at Otto on the bed. There was a big difference between him and the Otto in the original world. The Otto she knew was based on the way he did things. Look, he is clearly a big evil person, completely different from the person in front of him with warm eyes.
Or is this Otto who has reformed his evil ways?
At this moment, the door to the room opened, and a figure that no one expected walked in.
Joachim.
"Joachim?"
The priest's voice was very surprised, and he obviously did not expect Joachim to appear here.
Joachim looked at the weak priest lying on the bed and was silent for a moment, then raised his hand. Now the taller children in the room could see what Joachim was holding.
"Father, you lost this cross last night, so I found it." Joachim walked into the room and walked towards the priest: "You said you were going to He gave it to me."
He held the cross tightly, like a child guarding his most important treasure.
"I'm still confused now and don't know what to do in the future. However, there is something I want to say no matter what..."
"I am willing...I Are you willing to take this step, inherit this orphanage, and inherit your responsibilities?" Joachim threw himself on the priest's bedside, tears flowing from his eyes uncontrollably: "So, please continue to be my family, Don’t let me go down the wrong path!”
Looking at the cross held tightly in Joachim’s hand, the priest’s face showed mixed emotions. He stretched out his hand and slowly touched Joachim. Tom's back.
Theresa, who was standing beside the bed, said nothing, but gently leaned down and hugged the crying Joachim gently.
The priest gently exhaled, he clenched the pendant in his hand, and the light in his eyes seemed to become brighter:
"I believe in you, Joachim, I believe you will find your own way."
The priest did not look at Joachim, nor at Teresa, nor at all the children in the room. Just looking at the ceiling, the light in the pupils of his eyes is getting brighter and brighter, and there are deep memories hidden in it:
"I have already fought the good fight... I have already run the road to run." It’s over...what you believed in...I kept it..."
A drop of tear fell on the wooden floor, and then turned into white light, immersing the whole world.
The orphanage was suddenly filled with cries. The wind and snow outside the window stopped at some point. The sun pierced the clouds and fell on the blond man, covering the man who had lost his voice. Brilliance.
Bronya had seen everything that followed once, but this time the person presiding over the ceremony was no longer the blond man, but a young man in white.
"You went first to prepare the way ahead."
"If you ask me why some people die early..."
" Because death has passed away first, and there will be no more sorrow, no more crying, no more pain, no more fear, because the past has passed away.”
“We all know where you are going.”
< p> "We also know your way."