Chapter 782: Chapter 782: Will He Come or Not?
However, this time, Rosa wasn’t frightened, instead she climbed up to the window sill to take a look outside, "With such heavy rain, Vincent probably won’t come, right?"
That was a question. Rosa, uncertain herself, could only turn back to her master for a response.
Seeking acknowledgment.
Hannah gently rubbed Rosa’s head, which was just starting to grow some fuzz, but it wasn’t as comfortable to the touch as before, "I don’t know."
Every night in the past, Vincent would come, but not every time alerting Hannah.
Often, he would just sit quietly in a corner, secretly glancing towards Hannah’s room.
Sometimes he would bring a little flower, or a leaf.
These were the best gifts he could offer.
Perhaps he spent the whole day in the woods looking for what he considered the most beautiful little flower or leaf.
One at dawn.
Rosa was dosing, her noggin lightly bumped against the window again and again, until finally a rather heavy hit woke her completely.
The rain outside was still as heavy, and the low-lying areas had already been flooded.
Rosa turned her head and saw her master still staring out of the window with no sign of sleepiness, she could not help but ask, "Master, are you worried about Vincent?"
"No." Hannah rested her head in her hand, "I’m just curious if he will come tonight."
Rosa didn’t understand, "Isn’t that worry?"
Hannah looked at her, a slight smile curling on her lips without answer.
It wasn’t exactly worry, just pure curiosity mixed with sleeplessness.
The current Vincent significantly deviates from his character in the original storyline, perhaps we can no longer exactly equate him with Jimmy Simmons.
In the original storyline, even after losing his memory and becoming foolish, Jimmy still retained his stubborn personality.
The spoilt rich kid wasn’t aware of the pains of the real world, let alone caring about feelings of others, otherwise, he wouldn’t have done such a thing with George River.
It was excruciating for Arnold Simmons to survive, if it were anyone else, even if they were physically intact, their sanity would have collapsed.
Treated like livestock, without restraint, beaten and scolded, even at school there was no exception, such life was a living hell.
Many people like to use the excuse that he’s still a child to forgive such evil, but forgetting that a demon is a demon, there’s no concept of age.
However, Vincent seems more like a separate personality split from Jimmy, his thought process was very simple, simply acknowledging those people he recognizes, and guarding those he wants to protect.
Sincerity to the fullest.
Perhaps even George River, Jimmy’s closest friend, wouldn’t recognize him as he is now.
Perhaps Rosa and her owner were on the same wavelength, she let out a sigh, with her head on the glass window, breathing out a white fog.
She suddenly brought up something, "Master, last time I saw in the livestream someone mentioned the former commander, what was that?"
Hannah replied: "It’s a person."
Rosa sounded aggrieved, "Master, I wanted to ask why the former commander cannot be mentioned, what happened to her?"
Hannah kept a straight face, "She’s dead."
Rosa’s eyes widened, "Dead....dead?"
In the unperturbed darkness, a thunderbolt of bluish purple violently fell from the sky, tearing through the horizon, connecting the entire land.
There was a thunderous sound, as if some giant object had collapsed.
Together with Rosa’s astonished expression, everything seemed even more bizarre.
Hannah calmly said, "If she didn’t die, where would the current commander come from."
