Chapter 980 The Aftermath of the Funeral Song

"Come on! You all come too, everyone's got to have cream on their faces, it's a birthday tradition among Muggle friends, isn't it?"

Seeing Harry, Ron, Neville and other male compatriots being pushed to the side of the hospital bed, little Cathy smiled and smeared a finger of cream with her own hands, Maca couldn't help showing a hint of knowing heart smile.

But when everyone found that little Cathy finally set his sights on Maca, he suddenly realized that the smile on his face was about to be snatched away by others.

"Oh, pretty Cathy, don't you think you should save a little?"

But to be honest, since Hannah's cake was not very big, little Cathy was already saving enough. Right now, everyone's faces are actually just a finger of cream smeared on them.

But looking at the amount left in the tray, Maca felt that he might receive a relatively special "care".

"Come! Come here!"

Seeing that Little Cathy was completely unmoved, and just waved persistently towards him, he could only honestly walk to Little Cathy's hospital bed, and bent down as if resigned to his fate.

"Don't be too much, I'm really not used to putting these greasy things on my face—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw little Cathy picked up the whipped cream in the tray with both hands without hesitation, and happily pressed it on his face.

After wiping off the cream covering her eyes, Maca opened her eyes and licked her lips helplessly.

"Okay! Maybe applying cream once in a while will be good for the skin..." He smacked the delicate sweetness in his mouth, made a joke as if giving up completely, and finally said, "Oh, Hannah! Really, your workmanship is really good."

Maca's face is covered with cream,

It caused everyone to laugh again. Especially Luna, once she laughed, she always had a tendency to be unstoppable, and her laughter was quite magical.

But because of what Maca said just now, Harry and the other boys seemed to taste a little helpless sadness from this joy, which made them subconsciously suppress their smiles.

Unknowingly, probably due to the lack of participation of male voices, the laughter gradually became thinner and weaker. As everyone was affected and stopped laughing more and more strangely, the atmosphere suddenly turned from light to heavy.

And this is another reason why Maca suddenly told Harry and the others just now - what should come will come, he needs those boys who are not very good at hiding their emotions to create this timing.

Right now, some of the people in the ward still don't know what's going on, while others already know some cruel reality.

Even Luna, a special girl who is usually not affected by the environment, has gradually put away her continuous smile. Of course, after all, it still feels a few beats slower than others.

Perhaps realizing something from the sudden change in the atmosphere, Mrs. Pierce suddenly looked towards Maca.

Maca immediately nodded at her slightly, and then said to everyone:

"Let's all get out! It's Kathy's birthday, I think she needs a little alone time with her mom, don't you think?"

While speaking, he secretly winked at Harry and the others, and immediately they also cooperated to bring Hermione and other girls out of the ward together.

Little Cathy, who knew from the beginning, didn't make a sound at first, but when she saw Maca helped a patient who was unable to move around, and was about to leave here with other patients, she finally couldn't help calling out:

"Ma, Maca?"

No matter how mature and sensible little Cathy is, and no matter whether she is also one of the creators of this opportunity, she is still a very precocious child.

Maka heard an imperceptible tremor from her seemingly inadvertent soft cry.

As for Mrs. Pierce standing aside, she would not understand the true meaning of Little Cathy calling Maca's name. Without knowing it, she only thought that her daughter was feeling uneasy because everyone left.

"Well, help Mr. Woods out for me..."

After handing over the patient at hand to another patient with minor injuries, Maca stopped, then turned around slowly and returned to Little Cathy's bedside.

"Ma'am, it's just my words. Is it okay to stay?"

Seeing her daughter reach out and grab Maca's sleeve, Mrs. Pierce nodded silently.

"Then I will trouble you, Mr. McLean."

Maca could feel that her sleeve was being tightly clenched by Cathy's little hand - what kind of expression did she have now? Maca didn't look down.

After that, the ward suddenly fell into silence, only Mrs. Pierce's tense breathing proved that the space here was not frozen.

After about two or three minutes, Madam finally spoke.

"Little Cathy, my mother didn't want to tell you about this... It was Mr. McLean who told me that even if it's just the last memory, it's often more regrettable than leaving nothing behind."

"So, in order to prevent you from regretting it in the future, Mom decided to tell you this fact."

At this point, Mrs. Pierce had no reason for herself not to speak. She didn't care that Maca was right in front of her eyes, she silently pulled the belt around her waist, and then let her coat slip to the ground.

And at that moment, her upper body was immediately exposed to the air. It can be seen that, apart from the outer robe just now, her extremely thin upper body is not wearing any clothes, but is tightly wrapped by bandages.

Indistinctly, one could even see through the gaps in the bandages that there were traces of black translucent flames protruding from it from time to time, as if they were living creatures that would automatically move without wind.

Yes, it was actually Mrs. Pierce who was about to be seriously injured.

This was the terrible consequence of the black flame she blocked with her body in order to protect little Cathy during the disaster in London.

For this reason, her soul suffered a serious injury that even Maca could not heal, while little Cathy only injured an arm.

However, although she thought that little Cathy had passed out at that time, unexpectedly, little Cathy had already burned that scene deeply into her heart.

"My daughter... Mom may not be able to stay with you for too long."

As Mrs. Pierce said just now, although this reality is extremely cruel, it is something that little Cathy must know sooner or later. Rather than concealing it and exchanging a short-term peace for a sudden shock, the mother and daughter might as well take advantage of the last period of time to create the last meaningful memory.

What's more, Little Cathy has always known the truth, and the one who was kept in the dark was the lady herself.

"Brother, I know you must have tried your best. The bad guys are just those black monsters on the street. But, please help me, let my mother tell the truth! I don't want her to hold back the pain in her heart It's..."

Maca still remembered that a few days ago, when he was examining little Cathy, and Mrs. Pierce happened to go to the restaurant to buy lunch, this very sensible little girl begged him in a low voice.

To be honest, even Maca was a little surprised at how smart and sensible this little girl was. Even though she has many very childish aspects like other people of her age, her sharp eyes can see many things clearly.

For example, in order to prevent her from knowing her injury, Mrs. Pierce asked Maca to wait for her to go outside for treatment every time she was treated.

But after many times, little Cathy easily saw through the rules, and even struggled to get out of the hospital bed to spy on Maca's treatment process for her mother.

And it was just like this, of course, Maca also immediately discovered Little Cathy's actions, which led to these secret exchanges and plans between the two.

However, little Cathy's strength was still limited after all, so when Maca was about to leave, she still couldn't help calling out to him secretly.

Maybe she realized subconsciously that she needed someone to bear this unparalleled pain with her. Otherwise, she might collapse on the spot when she saw her mother tell the so-called "truth".

"Mother!"

When Mrs. Pierce's extremely abnormal upper body was shown in front of her eyes, and when Mrs. Pierce said that she was running out of time, little Cathy threw herself on her body and hugged her involuntarily.

"Mom, how...how did this happen, why..."

Lowering his head slightly, Maka looked at the slight wrinkles in the cuffs, and did not raise his eyes for a short time.

He understood that at this moment, Little Cathy was no longer suppressing herself from acting, she was really calling out for the injustice of this world.

"Why?" The Pierce family, which has already lost a father and a husband, will now be deprived of a mother. How could this world be so ruthless.

To be honest, Maca also really wants to know the answer to this question - if there is one pair of hands manipulating the world, then what the hell is the owner of those hands thinking?

He even wanted to know why he was thrown into this colorful but extremely realistic world?

"Mom...Cathy understands, Cathy doesn't cry...so don't cry, mom, okay?"

Maca heard this and suddenly looked up.

It turned out that Mrs. Pierce had tears all over her face in silence.

After standing in silence for a while, watching the mother and daughter embrace each other silently, Maca knew that Little Cathy didn't need him anymore.

Therefore, he left the ward quietly without making any sound.

"Let them stay inside for a while longer! Let's not disturb them," Maca said calmly in the corridor, "Come on, let's go to the tea room on the sixth floor and have a cup of afternoon tea."

As he was speaking, he suddenly saw a figure running out from the corner of the corridor in the distance—it was Sirius.

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