the Folsom family were all mouths to feed, and it was even more evident in Blanca’s case.
At those words, Paige raised her eyes to look at the opposite side of the kneeling Beinice, just two days, Beinice has lost a lot of weight again, he looked at the fire in a trance, his movements almost numbly threw the plutonium …
His father passed away, his wife was bewitched, and his daughter was centrifuged and crushed into meat.
No matter what role he was in, Beinice was probably hurting to the core.
“I’m willing to listen.” Paige said as she looked at Beinice.
She wasn’t willing to choose the same paranoia as Rachel, and for once, she was willing to listen to where she was coming from.
Hearing this, Brangelina looked at her with some surprise, before retracting her gaze, her eyes falling to the fire as she fell into reminiscence, “Blanca didn’t start out like this, she was especially cheerful and innocent when she was younger, she spent a lot of time in River Town, she loved to dress in the national dresses there, and when she walked, the silver jewelry on her body jingled and clanked It was as pleasant as her laugh.”
“…”
Paige hadn’t expected Brangelina to describe Blanca that way.
The Blanca in her eyes was bright and cool, even her walk was dry, and she couldn’t see any of the so-called carefree teenage years in Blanca.
“It was in River Town that Blanca met your father.” Brangelina said as she sat on her knees.
“…”
Father, mother, both titles were too foreign to Paige.
But it was her starting point.
Paige looked to Brangelina and quietly listened to her.
“I’ve met your father, born clean and handsome, with a superior character and demeanor, he’s good for Blanca, but I can feel he’s not that into Blanca.”
Brangelina said, “He’s not much older than Blanca, but he smiles at Blanca like he’s indulging a child without any male or female emotions mixed in.”
“…”
Paige was silent as she listened to the story of her birth parents.
“I sensed this and reminded Blanca that the man would only be a passing visitor to River Town and told her not to take it too personally, but she was too far gone to listen to me when she was too mesmerized to listen to me, so I told the old man.”
Brangelina said looking up at the old man’s effigy, “I told the old man that the man had deep eyes and was hiding either things or people in his heart, and that he was not suitable for Blanca, and the old man strongly opposed the two’s dealings.”
“And then?” Paige asked.
“Later, I heard that Blanca and your father split up many times, your father left halfway through, and when he came back, Blanca, who had decided to give up, stood on the stage at the wine solicitation.”
Brangelina said, turning her eyes to her, “And your father showed up out of nowhere that night and drank all the wine in River Town.”
“…”
Paige listened in stunned silence, her memory suddenly jumping back to the hilarious wine recruiting ceremony.
The night Enrico drank all the wine in River Town for her.
Turns out, there had been an amazing coincidence in her previous generation.
“Ever since then, Blanca made sure to follow your father, never listening to anyone again, she took your father’s hand and knelt in front of the old man for a day and a night, swearing that both of them would live and die in the future being loyal to THE Folsom family, before the old man compromised.”
Brangelina said with a bitter laugh, “Sounds pretty moving doesn’t it, but until they got married, I still don’t think your father loved Blanca.”
“Then why did he marry?” Paige wondered.
“Who knows, I always felt like there was a story with your father, but what that story was, who knows.”
Brangelina said, “And so, Blanca married him without a second thought, and the two of them worked together to make things work for THE Folsom family, and watched in harmony for a while, but it was always Blanca’s unrequited love for your father in my eyes.”
“…”
“She wouldn’t admit it if you were to ask her, it’s as if Blanca had been struck with a demonic block, believing that she was exceptionally happy in her marriage, but if she was really happy, how could your father not see how much pain and remorse she was feeling underneath the mask of calmness after losing the baby.”
Brangelina said with some bitterness, “As the closest pillow talker, he accused Blanca of being cold-blooded, sentence by sentence, tipped Blanca’s desk over, turned around and walked away never to return. From start to finish, he didn’t even notice Blanca’s drawer full of antidepressants, didn’t notice Blanca messing around with her medication and eating hallucinations, didn’t notice Blanca screaming baby into the air …”
“…”
Paige listens and suddenly thinks of those deep and shallow bruises on Blanca’s arms when she was on the cruise ship earlier.
Turns out her depression had started when she lost the baby.
Paige’s long eyelashes fluttered and Brangelina looked at her, “Will you think I’m selling Blanca short?”
Paige is silent for two seconds and lifts her eyes to gaze at her seriously, “If it were anyone else, I’d really think so, but your word, I’d like to believe it.”
Brangelina was the first person in THE Folsom family to defend her unconditionally.
She couldn’t resist Brangelina.
Brangelina listened with a faint smile in her eyes before saying, “You can still hate her just the same, after all it is true that she lost you, but I don’t want you to misunderstand her.”
“I don’t hate her.” Paige said, shaking her head.
How could she still hate Brangelina since she believed this story of hers.
“Blanca, what are you doing here?”
A voice rang out from beside her.
Paige turned around with some consternation, Blanca was standing not far away, with a coat draped over her body, her face pale and weak, and a pair of eyes were looking straight at her, with water misting up in her eyes.
Seeing Paige looking over, Blanca immediately turned her face away.
“Blanca, your injuries are serious, so don’t follow the vigil, go back.” Brangelina said as she looked over.
Paige put down the meditation paper in her hand and stood up, walking towards Blanca and taking her arm in silence.
“…”
Blanca looked to her dumbfounded, her eyes reddening even more, for several seconds before following her outside.
It was still piercingly cool outside at night compared to the temperature in the hearth.
Paige helped Blanca forward, her lips always pursed and unsure of what to say.
“Actually, I’ve always known.” Blanca suddenly opened her mouth, her voice a little muffled.
Paige was stunned and lifted her eyes to look at her, “Knew what?”
Blanca looked forward, her reddened eyes fixed before she said, “Knew he didn’t love me.”
“…”
“At the Wine Recruitment, he didn’t drink all the wine for me, it was just because the one in his heart wasn’t there anymore and he was in pain and wanted to get drunk.”
Paige listening to these words, but the footsteps can not help but stop, heart inexplicably vibration, “you know you still …”
still so stubborn to marry him?
Isn’t this asking for trouble?
Blanca also followed the stop, self-deprecating low laugh, “I was young and vigorous, put myself too high, determined that time is still long, sooner or later can let him have me in his heart.”
“…”
Paige really can’t imagine that she was like this when she was young.