This night filled with tears and blood was the beginning of their life together. closet Late in the night of April 1234, 4, while walking on the streets of Herceg, Pierre Corneille suddenly felt a loneliness that penetrated deep into his bones and condensed into desolate loneliness in an instant. He grew up in an inconspicuous countryside in a coastal state. His parents ran a hotel with mediocre income. The other three seasons were gloomy, but only in the winter dominated by wet and cold snow would patients suffering from arthritis come here to enjoy the hot springs. Such an ordinary family gave birth to an extraordinary girl. Soon after Camilla Corneille was born, she stopped crying like all newborns and observed the world calmly. Everyone was worried that there was something wrong with the child's physical functions, but it turned out that they had won the jackpot. Camilla's learning ability and speed of progress far exceeded those of her peers. Everyone believed that the Corneille family would prosper because of this genius. While feeling relieved, Corneille and his wife also felt that although their daughter was extraordinary, she would have to get married one day, and she would be lonely and needed people of the same age to understand, protect and support her. Perhaps there was some greed in this, wanting to win the jackpot again. Three years later, Camilla's brother Pierre was born. He was healthy and strong, and the midwife said he would be a big man in the future. The midwife was right. Corneille's son was growing up healthy and strong, and was smarter than other children. But compared with Camilla, he was so mediocre.
The Corneilles were somewhat disappointed, but a simple optimism made them feel that with a genius sister, even if their brother was a fool, he would never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life as long as he followed his sister. "Mika (Camilla's nickname), this is your brother Lol (Pierre's nickname)." The Corneilles instilled in their son concepts such as "responsibility" and "family love", tying their son's life to their daughter's, making the sister believe that this "foolish brother" needed her care. Camilla was very smart but unwisely accepted her parents' point of view. From then on, the precocious sister and younger brother became inseparable. "Look, they have such a good relationship as siblings." The Corneilles were proud, and sometimes, when they saw Camilla lecturing Pierre and even forcing him to obey her orders, they felt that her sister was being responsible and friendly. Camilla was always right. Gradually, the Corneilles transferred most of their son's educational rights and guardianship to their daughter. Misfortune began to brew for Pierre, but the real beginning was when the 9-year-old Camilla obtained the divine power granted by the gods and became an extraordinary person. 9-year-old extraordinary people are rare, but not unheard of. For Pierre, his sister has looked at him with more pity and sympathy since she became an extraordinary person, as well as a firmer belief - She must take good care of her "foolish brother". From that year on, Pierre felt that his sister's presence first permeated, then expanded, and finally enveloped his life. Even when he spoke to a girl, Camilla would interfere. At that time, he was unaware of this interference. He foolishly admired his smart and beautiful sister. He would lie on her lap, looking up at her studying seriously; or be hugged by his sister, letting her hands caress his neck and arms. They sat on the same chair, sharing the beautiful sight of the sunset falling into the sea; they woke up from bed together amid the crowing of cocks and barking of dogs, to greet another dawn. The elder sister helped the younger brother take a bath in the bathroom, and the younger brother learned to take care of the elder sister's hair. He was afraid of the angry look of the elder sister when she checked the homework and saw the wrong questions; he also liked the candy she stuffed into his pocket when she picked him up from school. From a child’s perspective, being with Camilla is bliss; When he realized the differences between men and women and thought that siblings should not be so close to each other, he felt uneasy being with Camilla. When he entered adolescence, when he woke up in the early morning and saw his sister in pajamas sleeping in her bed again, looking at him calmly and attentively...being with Camilla became a horror story. He vaguely felt that adolescent siblings shouldn't be like this. However, he couldn't disobey his sister.
"Listen to Mika." "Can you be as smart as your genius sister?" "Your future happiness depends on your sister, so you have to have a good relationship with her." "Mika sometimes does things you can't understand, but that's genius." "Your sister has made sacrifices for you and she loves you so much, so you have to listen to her and don't be ungrateful." These teachings were ingrained in the brother's bones, so that whenever he thought of saying "no" to his sister, a strong sense of shame would grip his heart, as if he had become an ungrateful beast. Camilla also continued to engrave the three concepts of "I am right", "I love you" and "Listen to me" into Corneille's thinking. In addition, as a supernatural being, she has absolutely stronger power than ordinary people, so Pierre cannot say "no" to Camilla. However, jealousy of his sister's talent and fear that their relationship would degenerate into something forbidden by morality gave rise to Pierre's rebellion. Pierre was distressed by this. He did not want to be an ungrateful beast, but if he continued with his sister, wouldn't he also be a beast who corrupted human ethics? Finally, he used a simple reason to convince himself to be an ungrateful beast: My sister deserves to be the Duke of Hecheseri, not to give birth to an illegitimate child that will bring disgrace to her and be neither recognized nor blessed... This will destroy her. Pierre first fantasized, then observed, and finally planned, and he had a vague plan to escape. He wanted to escape from Camilla to prevent the tragic thing from happening between them. In 1224, Irian Trastamara's advance was like a divine spell cast across the Federation. In the terrifying atmosphere of a full-scale civil war, the Coastal State recruited extraordinary people from all over the state to decide on their side. Camilla was summoned to leave, and Pierre planned to escape. He almost succeeded, but in the end, guilt made him kneel on the ground and cry silently after leaving home, thinking of his sister's kindness. My sister has been working hard for this family and for him. If he runs away without saying a word, how disappointed and sad she will be when she comes back. As long as he makes things clear with his sister, maintains a proper distance, and keeps the sibling relationship within a healthy range, he won't have to worry anymore. He looked back, and the world lost a mercenary and gained a good brother. When Pierre recalled it later, he felt so regretful. Camilla continued to do her own thing and slept with him. She didn't mind being seen naked by him, nor did she mind seeing his body naked; she didn't take any more immoral actions, but other than that, their intimacy was almost no different from that of a couple. Camilla never revealed another flaw that would allow him to escape. Pierre's life was completely wrapped up by her and became hers. Camilla was admitted to the Coastal State University at the age of 14. Two years later, she transferred to the University of Hecheser. At the age of 18, she graduated and stayed in school, found her first job in her life, and worked at the National Institute of Supernatural Powers. This is a work dedicated to clarifying the mysteries of all supernatural powers, trying to make a theoretical explanation of supernatural powers as clear as mathematics, and trying to push its upper limit. In Camilla's words, her job is as romantic and tedious as studying the starry sky, but worth sticking with. The great cause carried out by Camilla brought glory to everyone in her hometown, but Pierre, who was closest to the glory, had been obscured. From the Coastal State University to the University of Hecheser to the graduate school, he and Camilla were inseparable. Many people would mistake him for a bodyguard, assistant, lover or colleague, but his actual job was only to take care of Camilla. Washing clothes, cooking, cleaning, hot water supply, purchasing ingredients, dressing Camilla for different occasions, maintaining her image, and the indispensable massage and sleeping with her, these trivial daily routines that border on immorality enrich Pierre's life. The Corneilles thought that he deserved such a life, the villagers thought that he deserved such a life, Camilla's classmates and colleagues thought that he deserved such a life, and even Camilla set about making such a life scene happen day after day. No one considered whether Pierre would like to live this kind of life.
In the blink of an eye, Pierre was already 25 years old. To outsiders, he lived a rich and carefree life, but he himself lived in great pain. Camilla's beauty and intimacy made Pierre awaken sexually very early, but Camilla controlled his social life, making it impossible for him to get married and he had no way to vent his sexual desire with women. She only left him one choice, which was to commit a crime that was unacceptable to the world. In that case, he would have nowhere to go and could only live with her for the rest of his life, carrying the sinful secret. She threw the clothes she had used in a conspicuous place. After taking a bath, she sat on her brother's lap, persistently sharing the hot and wet fragrance with him. When he woke up, she slid into the bed, showing her defenseless sleeping posture. She was like a cat, rubbing against him affectionately at unexpected moments. Outside, she called him Corneille and asked her brother to call her Camilla, trying to dilute their blood relationship. In this way, outsiders who didn't know the truth often teased them that they were a couple. Camilla didn't refute, but smiled at Corneille. This may be Camilla's oversight. She controlled her brother in almost every aspect, but only in terms of gender relations, Corneille rarely retained normal cognition and relatively independent thinking. He refused to step into the abyss with his sister. Even though he was indeed tempted by this beautiful thing and suffered physically and mentally, he still gritted his teeth and maintained a pure relationship with his cohabitant. Camilla was not in a hurry, her desire was not strong, and she was satisfied with maintaining the status quo with her brother. But Corneille felt that his reason was being eroded by lust day by day, like a flood washing away a dam. He was going crazy, and he could relieve his physical desires by doing it himself, but after going through the emptiness, his spiritual desire for women became stronger and stronger. He wanted to sleep with women other than Camilla, and thought it was his normal right as a man. Originally, he would solve it by getting married, but after Camilla blocked this path, he could only look to another group - Prostitute. Like all decent people, Corneille looked down on these women who sold their bodies and regarded them as symbols of depravity and filth, but animal desires overcame decency and mocked his hypocrisy. He was ashamed and timid. He secretly shed tears after the person next to him fell asleep, but his indecent desire overcame his hesitation and made him take action. Although Corneille was not as talented as Camilla, he learned something. In order to sleep with women and satisfy the desire in his soul, he began to make plans. As the sun rotated repeatedly in the sky, Corneille's plan became increasingly feasible. On April 4, he finally got the chance. There has been a magic leak in the Senhai Great Barrier that separates the Wate State and the Highland State. It is not yet known whether this is an accident caused by the loophole in 999 or if there is some new problem with the Senhai Great Barrier. As a result, a high concentration of magic power spread to the southeastern part of the Highlands State, causing Diaz Toledo, who was patrolling the area, to have his gender changed. Diaz is the eldest son of the current Duke Fernando and his legal heir. His gender change is very serious. The National Institute of Extraordinary Studies pays close attention to this matter and sends a team to study and help Diaz's situation. Because it was a temporary business trip, Camilla couldn't let her brother squeeze in, so at night, the silver-haired beauty lay in Corneille's arms, her palms on his chest, asking him to stay at home as much as possible during this time. Corneille responded on the surface, but he was extremely happy in his heart, and his heartbeat inevitably accelerated. Camilla felt this, she raised her body and looked down at the person she loved deeply. “Your body is agitated,” she said. Corneille turned his head away, not meeting her gaze: "All men are like this." "You're that age now." "Well, let's go to sleep. Even though we are siblings, it's awkward to discuss this topic." Corneille closed his eyes, Camilla cast a kiss on his lips, turned off the lights, slid her palm from his chest to his belly, and whispered: "Lore, don't do anything behind my back, or you will regret it." On the evening of April 4, Corneille went out after having a good meal. In today's Heches, there are only two types of people who like to stay in cafes: novelists and prostitutes. These prostitutes often work as waitresses, and the contracts between them and the coffee shops vary. Generally speaking, the more upscale the coffee shop, the higher the grade of its prostitutes. Corneille targeted mid-range cafes because spending too much money would arouse Camilla's suspicion. She didn't care about money, but she knew the family's finances.
In low-end coffee shops, the prostitutes are either old and ugly, or their appearance is unappetizing, or they are carrying infectious diseases. They don’t have the money to hire extraordinary people to cast spells to prevent them from getting sick. Corneille looked for seven mid-range cafes, but for some reason he was not satisfied with the girls there, so he had to accept their business cards and leave. Before they knew it, it started raining in Hequese. The continuous and dense rain fell on the empty streets, making Cornelius, who was wandering there, feel even more desolate. Corneille swore that no matter what, he would find someone who could warm him up in the last mid-range café. Then he found it. She was a short woman, neither young nor old, with a figure that was neither good nor bad, a face that was neither pretty nor ugly, and a voice that was neither loud nor soft... From any angle, she was a mediocre woman, but Corneille was strangely attracted to her. Perhaps it was Mika's dazzling brilliance that made me instinctively look for mediocre women to satisfy my own fragile self-esteem? Corneille thought. Although Corneille had done some research, he was still a novice, and fortunately, so was the woman he chose. The two novices pretended to talk for a while, and after they reached an agreement, the girl took Corneille home. As expected, the girl's home was in the slums, and there were many women around her who did the same job as her and brought all kinds of men home. Ever since the wind of equality began to blow in Hequese, even the women here have the opportunity to taste the love of the gentlemen of the upper class, although the reasons for them to sell their bodies are almost full of blood and tears. Amidst all the disgusting noises, the girl explained somewhat embarrassedly that she had to do this job, and was very happy that her first time was with a strong young man, leaving some good memories. Corneille did not answer, for he was not sure whether the girl meant it sincerely or whether she was making up a sympathetic story in order to get a little more tip. He didn't care about that either, he just wanted to sleep with the woman and let her warm his body and soul. Corneille stepped into the apartment. The gas lamp on the stairs had been turned off. The stairs were also in disrepair and uneven. He had to keep striking matches and walk with a little light. Several times, his toes hit the raised wooden boards. This made him unhappy, but the sound of the girl's skirt rubbing against each other when she walked was unexpectedly pleasant, and the fragrance on her body was also very ordinary, but it made him feel unusually at ease, as if his sister was here. No, damn it, you shouldn't be thinking about Mitya, Corneille said, you must get rid of her control. The girl stopped on the fifth floor, and after closing the door to the outside, she asked, "Wait until tomorrow?" "Isn't this what we agreed on?" "I'm just asking, wait here for a minute, I'll be right back." The girl left Corneille standing in the dark. He heard her close the two doors and then she seemed to say a few words. Corneille was surprised, thinking that this girl either had a husband or a mistress, but he was not afraid of a fight, and they had no intention of playing honey traps on him. A minute later the girl came back with a lighted candle in her hand. "Come in, dear," she said. Corneille looked around the room, but the girl had already impatiently sat on the bed and taken off her clothes. Her curves were not charming, but her skin was very fair and delicate. It was obvious that she had a rich life in the past, but now she was beginning to suffer. He suddenly felt nervous, and the girl giggled and took off his clothes for him. Although both of them were clumsy enough, some things still happened smoothly and naturally. Corneille's wish was fulfilled, but his soul had not yet felt warm, so after he had recovered his spirit, he hugged the girl again. Perhaps it was because he had become familiar with the woman, or perhaps it was because he felt calm after losing his virginity, but this time Corneille tried his best to show all his tenderness and make this poor woman feel some happiness. However, to his disappointment, the woman looked at him with very gentle eyes, like a dear sister looking at her hard-working brother, full of encouragement and pride, but she herself did not feel sexual pleasure from it.
He was warmed by the woman's soft body. After he let out a long sigh, she sat up and cleaned him, taking care of his dignity and lying in his arms, which made Corneille feel so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry. Is it true that I can't control women no matter what? he thought. "Do you want to come again?" the woman asked.
