My Heroic Life

Roland let out a sigh of relief. Seeing that this topic had been brought up, Marda asked cautiously:

"Lan, do you... remember what happened before the coma?"

Chapter 148 Which Side Is Greener

What happened before the coma?Of course I know. It's better to say that I condemned myself for a long time when I first woke up. I was a little autistic, but I was disturbed by the following things... etc.

Roland looked at Malda as he was hesitant to speak, and his heart moved. He looked at the void with some confusion, as if he had forgotten something very important.

"I, I can't remember well, I need to think about it, uh, my head hurts!"

The young man held his head with one hand. In the TV series, he looked like a weak male protagonist who just woke up after a car accident. It seemed that it was the critical moment of awakening his past memories. Roland was very engaged in acting. He felt that he needed some time to think about how to support it. Open a girl, but what he forgot is that Malda is the true character.

Seeing Roland holding her head in pain, Malda felt anxious.

"Headache, it shouldn't. There was no abnormality during the previous examination. Could it be a complication caused by the soul? Lan! Hold on, the doctor will come right away!"

While talking, Malda stretched out her hand to press the button to call the medical class. Roland was taken aback when she heard the girl's words, and almost lost her soul in fright.

"Don't! Don't! I don't hurt anymore, I'm fine, I'm fine!"

I don't pretend to be sick, I'm wrong, don't call anyone!

Roland seized the gap and glanced at Jeanne on her chest and abdomen, and found that her flushed face turned pale with fright, and the waves of water in her golden eyes made the whole person cry.

If the doctor is called, in full view, the quilt will find that Joan of Arc is lying between Roland's legs, looking like a ***y in public, hehe, this may be the highest scandal in the history of the Holy See. Top three on the list.

"Is it really okay? Lan, don't hide this kind of thing, it will make me more worried."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

The man hurriedly waved in denial under Malda's concerned gaze, grabbing her wrist with one hand and not letting her leave. Malda hesitated when he saw this and said:

"But even if you don't have any pain, you have to inform the expert team about the matter when you wake up, so as to make the next treatment plan."

"I, I want to be alone with you first!"

Roland nervously grabbed Malda tightly, as if someone would fly away when he let go, he said anxiously:

"I didn't want to see outsiders just after I woke up. I just want to talk to you more and talk about the rest later."

Hearing that sentence that he didn't want to see outsiders, Malda trembled and nodded, her face showing unconcealable joy.

"That's fine, just waking up to see your family can really relieve tension, um, let's talk about it after the treatment."

She said this with a little red face, and then asked for the second time:

"Then you, do you remember anything?"

Roland suppressed his heartbeat forcibly, so that the nearby equipment would not send an alarm. He answered Malda's words with a bit of pain:

"When I think about it, I lost control of my strength and almost made a big mistake."

He half-sit up and leaned back, and the guilt on his face was not concealed. He seemed to say to Malda, and at the same time, he seemed to say to Jeanne:

"I'm sorry for the previous thing. Although I knew there would be side effects, I didn't expect it to be so strong, nor did I expect it to be out of my control after I fully stimulated the power."

"That feeling is very strange, different from courage. Not only is it painless, it is very exciting. It looks like an affair now, it is a long-lasting lasting, addictive and terrible side effect."

"At that time, if you didn't try to drag me back, I'm afraid I would go further and further on the road of bloodthirsty addiction, slowly leaving the way of human beings, and becoming something more terrifying than monsters."

The young man blamed himself, he raised his head and looked straight at Marda, apologizing frankly.

"To be honest, I am a bit shameless to see you now. I was supposed to protect you, but I personally hurt you. I can only ask for your forgiveness. I am willing to do anything for this."

Roland's mood was very low. He never thought that one day he would hurt his beloved one, so he had no experience in this aspect. He could only be trembling, waiting for the girl's emotional outburst and condemning him like a prisoner to be tried.

However, he didn't wait for Malda's anger, instead he got warmth. The girl hugged Roland's right hand, and she said gently with a smile:

"Lan, do you remember what you said before you went to save Joan?"

"Uh, I think about it..."

"You asked me if I can accept you whose circumstances have changed drastically. My answer is yes, and I also said that I would help you correct it."

"Well, indeed."

Roland suddenly felt that when he wanted to come, he had a vague hunch, but he couldn't be sure. Marda saw this and continued:

"My answer now is the same as it was then, Lan, you don't have to blame yourself for this, it's not your fault, and I don't want you to stay away from me because of this."

After all, Roland has never used power because he is addicted to power. He seems to be to save the trial court and save this country, but in the final analysis, his original desire is to protect the people around him.

And the people around him are Malda and others, so how can the girl condemn him?

"You don't need to apologize to me, but I want to thank you, Lan, thank you for saving Joan of Arc, thank you for protecting our home, as long as we are like before, I will be very happy."

Malda raised the man's hand to the side of her face and rubbed it lightly, but did not notice the expression on Roland's face at this time. It was deeply moved and further self-blame.

Roland felt that he really picked up a treasure. Such a kind, tolerant and affectionate woman would probably take a lifetime of luck to meet a woman. If it was normal, he would hug her tightly, vowing to be united forever. , But now...

The young man glanced at the gap in the quilt like crying, and found that the named Joan also had a deeply moved but complicated expression.

Ah, I understand, I am the same, my conscience... my conscience hurts!

Roland clutched his heart and looked at Malda with an extreme self-blame.

My dear, I’m not right, we’re sorry, although Joan and I really didn’t want to do anything, but...no, I have to find a way to get you away.

"Malda, I know what you think, but I still need some time. Can I be alone for a while?"

The blue-haired girl looked at Roland when she heard the words, and found that the self-blame on the youth's face had not only been relieved but had become heavier, she frowned in worry.

"I understand, but sorry, I can't leave you alone at this time."

She said so, under Roland's dull gaze, she leaned down in Joan's wide-open eyes and kissed his lips.

Chapter 149: Hurt Each Other

The moment Malda acted, the air in the recuperation room seemed to freeze.

Roland, with a Jeanne of Arc lying on his body, did not dare to make any big moves. The right hand was still held by Malda. If he turned his head to refuse, the problem would be even greater, and I don't know what else would lead to it.

Under this unavoidable situation, Malda's kiss similar to a strong kiss was perfectly successful. She slightly awkwardly pecked the man gently, her blue hair scattered, and she draped it on Roland's quilt.

So Miss Joan had an unforgettable experience.

Through the gap in the quilt, in the special seat less than 30 centimeters, she watched her man and her sister kiss each other, and she could feel the weight of Malda’s hair on the top of her head. There were two pieces in front of her. People's entangled lips, their ears are the sound of their rapid breathing.