"Well, you love Haide!" Asked the count of Monte Cristo, unable to restrain his excitement. His black hair trembled with his body. The man, who always remained noble and elegant, looked a little embarrassed.

Valentine answered with tears in her eyes: "yes! I love her with all my heart. "

"Listen, Valentine," said the count in a low voice, "I want to ask you to do something."

"If I could have such an honor."

"You just called Haide sister. Let her really be your sister, Valentine. Give her all your gratitude to me. Please protect her with Morrel." The count's face was bitter and his lips murmured for a long time before he said, "from then on, she will be alone in this world."

"A lonely man." The count repeated in a quiet, sweet voice behind him, with a few questions: "why?"

The count of Monte Cristo turned stiffly, and Haide stood there, cold and motionless, looking at the count with an expression of surprise and strangeness. Her bright face turned pale, as if she had heard an unacceptable piece of bad news.

The count tried his best to endure. His handsome face was as plain as ever. He wanted to reach out and comfort the girl in front of him. He hesitated to put it down and said in a hoarse voice, "because from tomorrow on, you will be free and you can get your due status in society. You are a princess. You are the daughter of a prince! I will return all your father's wealth and reputation to you. "

Haide's face was even whiter. She raised her two white hands to the sky and extended them to the count who was much higher than her. She seemed eager for a hug and cried in a hoarse voice with tears: "then you are leaving me, my lord?"

The girl's cry made the count's heart tremble. Thinking of his future life, he felt that he had to be cruel, as if to persuade himself: "Haidai! You are still young, you are beautiful, you should have enjoyed the best years of life, forget my name, to pursue a happy life! This is the right you should have! "

"Good." Haidai lowered her head, so that others could not see her face: "I should obey the master's order, I will forget your name, forget your face! Forget and all your past! One lives a happy life. "

She stepped back to leave.

"Oh, my God!" Exclaimed Valentine, who was now leaning against Morrel, who had fallen to the ground, with his head on her shoulder. She could not help persuading the count, "can't you see how pale she is? Can't you see how miserable she is? "

Haide showed a heartbreaking expression, but also some stubborn sarcasm: "my sister, why do you want him to understand my pain? He is my master, and I am his slave, and he has the right not to see that. "

This remark was made to the count. Her obstinate and arrogant character did not allow her to make a weak plea. But at the moment, she hoped that the count could find even a little attachment in her words.

The girl's voice stirred the count's Secret heartstrings. When his eyes were opposite the girl's, he felt that he could no longer bear the dazzling light. Her eyes were so straightforward and strong, but it contained the vulnerability to the count alone.

The count lowered his head, but did not dare to look at the girl. He asked in a low voice, "Haide, do you really feel happy to stay with me?"

"I'm still young." Haide came to the count and said softly, holding up the count's cheek with her white hands. They looked at each other, and she wanted the count to feel the determination she had. She answered in a calm voice, "I love the sweet life you've arranged for me. I don't want to die."

Dead!? The count never wanted the noble girl to die. What is she talking about?

The count was a little surprised. "You mean, if I leave you, Haide..."

"Yes, I will die, my Lord." The girl's calm voice contains irresistible firmness.

"Then do you love me?" The count's voice finally wavered. For many years, he never got out of that prison. Father Faria let his body out of the prison. Now Haide's voice made his heart out of that dark and narrow place.

"Valentine! He asked me if I loved him. My sister, tell him if you love Maximilian

The count felt his heart swell and beat like the tide.

When he opened his arms, haidaigao let out a cry and burst into his arms with tears of joy: "I love you! I love you as a father, brother and husband! I love you as I love life and God. Because you are the best and most noble person in the world. "

"May everything be as you wish, my angel. God encouraged me to fight against the enemy, gave me victory, and refused to let me end my victory with a hard life. I wanted to punish myself, but God forgiven me! Love me then, Haide! Who knows? Maybe your love will make me forget all the things I should forget. " The count hugged the girl's petite body. He once thought that his heart was full of feelings again. Apart from revenge, he had not tasted happiness for a long time.

"What do you mean, my lord?" Haidai is a little shy, and she has got a satisfactory answer.

"Haidai, your words give me more enlightenment than 20 years of long experience. I have only you in this world. Because of you, I will start my life again and feel pain and happiness, but there is no doubt that you will be the only one for me. "

Haide looked into the count's eyes and swore in a loud voice: "Haide tiebellin, swear here

I have nothing to rely on but you

If fate intends to separate us, then I will defeat fate

My body, my heart, everything I have belongs to you

I love you more than my life. "

Ah, what a wonderful and bold declaration! The count thought quietly for a moment“ Have I found the truth? "

He said softly, "but whether it's compensation or punishment, Haide, you beat me! I have conquered my destiny

The count held the girl by the waist.

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"My friend." Valentine looked at the distant sky and replied, "didn't the count just tell us? All human wisdom is contained in these four words: "waiting" and "hope!"

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"This is crazy! This is crazy! Oh, my God! How can I describe it! How to describe your mood, how to find words to praise this novel, how to describe all this! " Devon Henrietta's misty thoughts are only the surprise that he has no place to vent. He doesn't know where his high mood comes from. He wants to laugh and celebrate, but his heart suddenly loses.

Just now, he was sure that he had finished reading an excellent novel. In this case, why did he feel lost?

He touched his eyes. The warmth of his eyes just now was not an illusion. He was moved by a work and left tears in his heart. It made a learned man cry. Count of Monte Cristo and Haide are so far away that Devin, who is also an earl, feels envious. Why didn't he want to meet a noble woman like Haide? His stubborn oath must melt the heart of any man.

After reading the first half of count of Monte Cristo, he only thinks it is an excellent and innovative novel, while the second half makes him feel his soul sublimated.

He cheered for the count of Monte Cristo's revenge.

He marveled at the truth in the book.

He praised every character and plot in the book.

This novel is easy to understand, simple but beautiful. The wonderful plot contains rich life principles. Anyone can understand the novel, it is difficult to say that valuable is that it also takes into account the profound literariness.

For the first time in so many years, divan Henrietta saw such a strange work. He exclaimed in his heart more than once: "this is the revelation of God to people! It deserves praise! It should be held in people's hands

He understood why his friends were so eager to send the second half of the book, and now he was in the same mood.