Chapter 255: Campfire on a Snowy Night (Part 5)

Shiler, who was taking a nap in the lounge, heard the doorbell ring. He lifted his arm in a daze, glanced at his watch, then sat up and shouted toward the door, "Just a moment."

He straightened his clothes in the mirror, pushed the door open, and walked out.

Yin Wensi was standing in the middle of the room. Seeing Shiler walk out, he said, "Sorry, Professor, did I come a bit too early?"

"No. What made you think of making an appointment here?" Shiler turned his head to look out the window, not seeing the car that usually picked up and dropped off Yin Wensi. Seeing his movement, Yin Wensi said somewhat awkwardly, "I didn't come from the manor."

"Sit."

Shiler and Yin Wensi walked to the table and sat down. Shiler observed Yin Wensi carefully and found that he looked a bit haggard. He asked, "What's wrong with you? I was a bit surprised when Mrs. Miller told me that young Falcone had called to make an appointment for therapy. Why didn't you just invite me to the Falcone Manor?"

"I don't... live at the Falcone Manor anymore." Yin Wensi placed his hands on the tabletop, lowered his eyes, and said, "I moved out."

"Oh?" Shiler took a sip of water. The fireplace in the room was burning brighter and brighter, making him feel a bit hot. He said, "That's truly interesting. You moved out?"

"I know it's a bit absurd, but... in short, I'm not living with the Godfather anymore."

"Why?"

Yin Wensi pursed his lips tightly, his expression rarely serious. He said, "Alberto told me everything. I really didn't expect..."

His expression was somewhat sorrowful and somewhat complexly conflicted. He seemed to have a lot to say and was in urgent need of an outlet to pour it all out.

"I didn't expect things to be like this. I really didn't expect... this is truly too absurd. How could my brother..."

Yin Wensi covered his eyes with his hand, then, before Shiler could speak, waved his hand and said, "... Alright, actually I have already accepted this fact, but... the relationship between Alberto and the Godfather is a bit complex, right?"

"I lived at the Falcone Manor as I always did, but I always felt an inexplicable palpitation, sometimes even fear. More importantly, when facing the Godfather, I felt like I couldn't catch my breath."

"I know this isn't my feeling, but the influence Alberto brought to me."

Yin Wensi frowned, appearing a bit pained. He continued, "Before, when Alberto took over the body, I couldn't feel anything, as if I were asleep. But if his emotions were too intense, I would also be awakened. Just one night, it was raining heavily, and there was thunder..."

Yin Wensi's gaze looked out the window, as if he saw that rainy night. Rainwater flowed down the glass, and when a bolt of lightning flashed, those fine raindrops emitted a dazzling luster.

Alberto was half-kneeling on the ground, his face full of fear, while opposite him stood the Godfather by the window.

"That kind of emotion was truly too intense. I don't know what he was afraid of, but it woke me up, letting me experience his pain as if it were my own."

"So what did you do?"

"I don't know what I should do either, but there is one thing I can do, and that is to separate the two of them."

"So you moved out?"

Yin Wensi nodded and said, "The Godfather was very dissatisfied with this, but I insisted on not going home to live. He couldn't do anything about it either. Recently, I've been living in the school dormitory, and occasionally staying at a classmate's house."

"However, after that day, my brother hasn't appeared. I'm worried that he has some problems. Professor, can you..."

"Alright, I know this is a bit absurd." Yin Wensi pressed his forehead and said, "But the one who needs psychological therapy today isn't me, but Alberto."

"Of course you can. Anyway, your bills are all sent to the same address. Close your eyes and do as I say..."

Two minutes later, Alberto opened his eyes, stared at Shiler with a cold gaze, and said, "Why did you call me out?"

"Your younger brother is very worried about your state, so he asked me to give you psychological therapy."

Alberto cursed in a low voice. Shiler rested his elbows on the table, then propped up his chin, observing Alberto with great interest. It was quite magical that although he and Yin Wensi used the same face, the two looked completely different.

The difference in temperament led to changes in expression, and the facial lines involved in those expressions made the entire person's appearance look different.

This was a very good observation material because this was a true dual personality, not one that was hypnotized or imagined.

"It seems you don't want to accept your brother's kindness?"

"Accept kindness? Do you know what that idiot has done?!"

Alberto turned his head in another direction, sighed deeply, and said, "He ran to the Godfather and said to him, 'I want to move out, I don't want to live at home anymore.' The Godfather asked him why, and he said, 'Because you are in the Falcone Manor'..."

Alberto covered his eyes and said, "Can you imagine the Godfather's expression at that time?"

Alberto's voice was full of exhaustion. He said, "I can feel it. The Godfather is indeed old. If it were before, if I dared to say such things, he would have shot me directly, let me reflect until I lost too much blood, and then bandage me up."

"What's even more terrible is that this was just the beginning. He came out of the Falcone Manor, and the driver wanted to take him, but he insisted on not using it, saying he wanted to walk himself. He wanted to walk from the Falcone Manor to Cat Getan University in the night of Cat Getan..."

"Thank God, he arrived safely at Cat Getan University, and then because he didn't bring his dormitory key, he could only climb in through the window. Climbing through the window in the middle of the night alarmed the students upstairs. They fired two shots, but neither hit him..."

"The next day, he complained that the dormitory bed was too hard and the environment wasn't good, so he wanted to find his classmate to stay with..." Alberto covered his face and said:

"He called that person Bruce Wei En."

"He said he had never been to the famous Wei En Manor, said he and Bruce had a pretty good relationship, and that he would definitely let him stay for two days..."

Shiler coughed twice more, then covered his mouth. Alberto looked at him. Shiler paused for a long while before returning to normal, looked at Alberto, and said, "I swear, I didn't laugh."

Alberto said very powerlessly, "Then Bruce actually agreed. The next night, they returned to Wei En Manor."

"Then in the middle of the night, did you see a strange figure standing at the head of your bed?"

Alberto's hand moved, as if no vocabulary could describe his mood.

"He dragged Bruce to talk about the musical he had just written until midnight, and then improvised a performance, which attracted the old butler Alfred. Alfred liked him very much and strongly requested that he stay for a few more days..."

Alberto said with gritted teeth, "Then, he also felt very confused, wondering why I hadn't appeared these past few days..."

Shiler really couldn't hold it in anymore. Alberto looked at him expressionlessly as he laughed, as if this reaction was within his expectations.

Shiler took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the urge to laugh. He looked at Alberto and said, "I admit, Yin Wensi's approach is a bit... but you aren't just not appearing because of this, right?"

Alberto leaned his body back against the chair, his golden hair covering half of his face.

"You are jealous, right?"

Alberto didn't speak. Shiler put the pen in his hand back into the pen holder and said, "Do you know? I once encountered an example very similar to you. He was a little prince of a country..."

"His older brother was the heir to the throne, reckless, impulsive, and acted without thinking, but no matter what trouble this eldest prince caused, his father would always clean up after him."

Alberto lowered his eyes and said, "People always have extra tolerance for fools."

"You are more open-minded than him."

"The example you gave isn't accurate enough, because we aren't brothers; we were originally one person. Even from a personality perspective, he has a brother in his memory, but I don't think I have a younger brother..."

"But you should also be clear that if Yin Wensi didn't exist, the Godfather wouldn't let you live. He could kill you the first time, and he could kill you the second time."

Golden hair completely blocked Alberto's eyes. He looked at Shiler through the gaps in his hair and said, "Of course I know. He never treated me as a son. His only son is Yin Wensi."

"So you should be very conflicted now. Everyone has abandoned you, everyone hasn't chosen you, including the Godfather, including Batman, and including me. They all chose Yin Wensi..."

"Then Yin Wensi chose you."

"When he discovered that you were very afraid of the Godfather and that the Godfather also hated you very much, he resolutely chose to stand on your side."

Alberto's mouth was pursed very tightly, and the corners of his mouth even showed a hint of blue. Shiler continued to deduce, "So you should be very conflicted now. You can't reach an answer, so you can only choose to escape."

"Actually, you can also think about it from another angle..." Shiler took out a new medical record and began to lower his head to write. While writing, he said, "You should have also seen that all of the Godfather's training plans for Yin Wensi have failed. He was born not to do this kind of work."

"He is a bad person, has no moral burden about killing, and doesn't mind gang warfare or other crimes, but he isn't bad enough, nor is he ruthless enough."

"He is a good person, has excellent grades, has a wide range of friends, and also loves art, but he isn't good enough, doesn't have that kind of innate sense of justice and mission, and is more likely to go with the flow."

"Such a person can do any profession, but unfortunately, he just can't be the Godfather."

"The Godfather might have realized this fact a long time ago. He tried many methods, but none had any effect."

"The Godfather said he is like his wife."

"Perhaps, but the problem now is that the Godfather indeed only has this one son left. Even if he could not pass his position to a son with blood ties, if you search through the twelve families, there is no more suitable successor. The others are not only stupid but also bad."

"This is why I am still alive." Alberto's voice revealed a kind of pain.

"I can live, not because I am his son, but because I am a qualified successor."

"Otherwise, as you said, he could kill me the first time, and he could kill me the second time..."

"Have you ever tried talking to the Godfather?"

"Talk?" Alberto revealed a stiff smile and said, "How am I supposed to talk to him? When facing him, I can't even stand up straight..."

"If you were the Godfather's enemy, you would understand how terrifying it is when facing him."

"You treat yourself as his enemy, but how are you so sure that he also treats you as his enemy?"

"If I am not his enemy, why would he kill me?"

"Even if you are his enemy, he has already killed you once."

"The only definite answer I can give you is that many people think the Godfather is very tolerant. This isn't the Godfather acting, but that his personality is just like that. This is also where he differs from other gang leaders, and it is also his greatest personal charm."

"You say you are very much like the Godfather, then you can completely put yourself in his shoes and think about it. A person who has already been killed by you has returned. Would you stare at him as your opponent and enemy without letting go?"

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"He could kill you the first time, and he could kill you the second time, but this is exactly where the problem lies."

"You have already lost to him once, so you will lose to him a second time, a third time. You have already proven with your repeated failures that you are no threat to him, so it is possible for him to let you go, isn't it?"

The silent Alberto was like a statue. Shiler saw the shadow of Loki in him—likewise jealous of his brother, likewise fearing his father, likewise loving but unable to obtain.

To Shiler, this was a very wonderful thing, because they were separated by two universes and had nothing to do with each other, but their souls were shockingly similar.

For Shiler, experiencing such a thing twice in a row was like facing a math problem while in school. After writing out one solution, thinking about a second solution, he not only didn't feel troubled but instead felt very happy. ===== CHAPTER 256 =====