This afternoon, there was still no one in Claire's bakery, but the old man was still seriously making the jam for tomorrow. The raw material was fresh and dewy strawberries she bought from the morning market in the morning. The lemon and sugar were produced from the Corey Peninsula, two hundred miles away from Gudilesi. In addition, there was also a bottle of Old Phil's honey.
Making jam seemed like a simple thing, but in fact, it required a lot of effort. The proportion of ingredients, the heat of boiling, and every small link would affect the final taste, so making a good jar of jam required enough patience.
The man in the fox mask couldn't understand why Claire liked such troublesome things. He lay on the table and played with two marbles in boredom. The secret stronghold of the temple in Gudilesi had been removed, and Lois did not come to the shop these two days because of the Student Union. In short, there was nothing much to do recently.
So the man in the fox mask suggested, "Claire, let's go to the hot spring this weekend."
"I have an appointment with a friend for tea this weekend." The old man was full of apology. "Why don't you ask Lois if he is free."
"Hey ~ ~ ~" The man in the fox mask dragged his tone and no longer cared about the two marbles, letting them roll off the table. "Claire, you have been weird recently. Speaking of the last time, you were also behind the scenes. Anyway, it's a bit too much to secretly add seasoning to my drink."
"You think too much. It's just a kind of tea that can calm the nerves and relieve fatigue. I drink it every night." Claire calmly drizzled lemon juice on the sugared strawberries.
"Is that so?" The voice of the man in the fox mask came to Claire's ears, startling the latter. Claire then realized that the guy had left his position and quietly came behind her. The old man's hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.
The next moment, she saw the man in the fox mask bend down and pick up a marble at her feet. "Ha, it's really here."
Claire was a little relieved, but the man in the fox mask didn't leave in a hurry after picking up the marble.
"Be careful, Claire. You're playing a dangerous game." The man on the other side looked into her eyes and warned.
The old man remained silent.
"I know you saw your own shadow in Louisa, but you should also know very well that I don't want her to follow your path. I may not be able to make up for the tragedy of the past, but at least I can prevent similar tragedies from happening in the future." The fox masked man blew the dust off the marble and put it in his pocket.
"Unfortunately, you're not me. You don't understand what I'm thinking. I've regretted many things in my life, but I've never regretted that morning for a second." Claire finally spoke, but her tone was unexpectedly calm.
"Is that so? Where have you been all these years?" The fox-masked man sneered. "What attracted you to the Dagmar Desert? Cactus or those stupid lizardmen? Hehe, do you know what the f * ck is most interesting about this matter? Just half a year before you planned to leave without telling anyone, you deliberately told me that you liked those uninhabited islands in the Storm Sea. You said that you wanted to build a hut on them and live a life away from the world without being disturbed. "
The fox-masked man pointed at his own nose and said, "But this idiot in front of you believes it. I've been sailing a small boat in the Stormy Sea for twenty years. I've searched every single island in that goddamn place, every inch of land on that island, not even the rabbit holes. And now you're drinking beer and eating barbecue skewers with your lizardman friends in a mud cave in the Great Dagmar Desert."
Claire looked deeply guilty. "I'm sorry, I can't bear all this. I thought I was strong enough, but I can't. I can't bear to grow old in front of you. You don't understand how cruel it is to a woman."
"You don't understand how cruel it is to a man to dig a rabbit hole in the Storm Sea for twenty years," the fox-masked man sneered. The man in the fox mask sneered, "Forget it, Claire. No one in this world knows you better than me. After forty years, you suddenly returned to Gudilesi. From the moment you brought the child to me, I already knew what you were up to."
"I didn't intend to hide it from you, because there's nothing in this world that can be hidden from your eyes, teacher." The old man's eyes were full of tenderness. "From the first time I saw that child, I realized that I finally had the answer to the question I've been searching for. That child is very much like me, both in character and temper. She's exactly the same as me when I was young, except that she's younger than me and has more time."
"Hehehehe, Claire, I've always said that the older you get, the more confused you become, but you still refuse to admit it. So this is your answer? You threw a smurf that popped out of nowhere in front of me and pretended to be me for another twenty years. Then, let me guess, this smurf probably has the same skills as you. Who knows when it's going crazy and feels like it's getting old, it sneaks away and hides in a random corner of the world for a few decades. Even before it dies, it doesn't plan on letting me go and brings another smurf back to find me. So, what do you guys take me for? The village chief who gives away magical equipment? " The fox-masked man sneered. "Of course, I guess you probably feel good about yourself now. You think you're great, a noble woman who dares to sacrifice herself and get rid of jealousy."
"But teacher, you didn't refuse me, did you?" Claire smiled. "I know teacher never has the heart to refuse my request."
"Come on, I didn't refuse you because I really like that child. But please don't misunderstand, this kind of love is purely between teacher and disciple." The fox-masked man snorted.
"But that child also began to like you." Claire said softly. "If you're willing to take off your mask in front of her …"
The fox-masked man interrupted her rudely. "Isn't it normal for a little girl to like this today and like that tomorrow? Claire … "The man sighed." On the first day we met, I warned you not to be smart. I hate it when other people make decisions for me, no matter what that person's purpose is. Don't think that you can understand me because we've lived together for twenty years. You don't know what the real me is like. "
When the fox-masked man said the last sentence, his expression suddenly changed. There was no warmth in his tone. Looking at Claire's eyes, the latter felt extremely strange. It was not like the eyes of a human, but a kind of indifference above all things, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.
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