[Comprehensive] Who said villains don't understand love

The begging and blood in the library, the black muzzle of the gun, the action of pulling the trigger without hesitation, and finally, the casual smile on the man's face.

Lianyi slowly opened her eyes, most of the bright sunlight was covered by the curtains, but there was still a slight feeling when it was projected on her face.

That's right, today is the weekend, and she originally wanted to take a nap in her room.

Lianyi sat up with her forehead propped up, stretched out her hand and opened the curtains, the glaring sunlight hit her directly, making her squint her eyes subconsciously.

The dream just now narrates the story of Tate before his death.

At first, in order to prevent her deformed and ugly son from being sent to a social welfare institution, Constance instructed her man, Larry Harvey, to kill her youngest son Poregard. The incident was stimulated, so he ran to the school with a gun and shot the students. Afterwards, he was also shot dead in the murder room by heavily armed SWAT.

Lianyi picked up the wooden comb on the bedside table, walked to the full-length mirror in the bedroom, and slowly combed her hair.

"It's so annoying..." The girl frowned, and said with some displeasure, "I hate it when others come to protest with me."

It’s a sunny day in Los Angeles today. After sitting in the gazebo with coffee for a while, Lianyi ran to the balcony alone. She was the one who proposed to build the gazebo at the beginning, but now that it’s been repaired, she’s still reluctant to go there. She complained a lot, but Vivienne never felt that there was anything wrong with her, and she was very happy to spoil her daughter.

"Would you like some coffee?" Lianyi turned her face to the outside of the house, and gently moved her right hand back, "If you find it bitter, I can go and get you some toffee."

"No, that's fine."

Tate reached out to take the coffee, and sat beside Ripple silently.

His gaze has been firmly stuck to Lianyi's body, but when she turned her head to look over, the other party immediately lowered her head.

Ripple: "Three days, 72 hours."

"What?" Tate raised his head in confusion.

Lianyi picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, "Three days, you hid from me for three whole days."

"...I'm sorry." Tate said with a tangled expression, "I'm really, really sorry."

"I don't like you like this." Lianyi lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes casting a small circle of shadows under her eyes, "Really, sometimes I can't help but wonder if it would be better if they were separated. "

"Violet, I..." Tate looked a little excited, but he hesitated to speak for several times but failed to say what he wanted to say

Ripple suddenly smiled, "If we are separated, Tate, will you be sad?"

"Of course, of course I will be sad." The person in front of him drooped his head, looking aggrieved and pitiful

"Yeah, you will definitely be sad." Lianyi stared at the coffee cup on the table in a daze, "You lost me, and at the same time, I lost you too."

"We're all going to lose something very important to each other, so we're all going to be sad."

Tate pursed his lips tightly, staring at his hands without saying a word.

"You must know the word almost, right? In my understanding, Almost is actually infinitely close to yes, but no matter what, it can't change the essence of its no." Ripple smiled at him, "It's like a conjugate Hyperbolas, they are always at the two ends of the same asymptote, infinitely close, but never intersect."

"...Is this what you think?" Tate said in a low voice, "This is us in your eyes?"

The boy lowered his head obstinately, and stubbornly avoided her sight. Lianyi couldn't see his expression, but he always felt that the other party was about to cry.

"No, Tate, you completely misunderstood me." The girl's tone was filled with obvious helplessness, "I thought you could understand, but I was just being angry."

"Angry?" Tate raised his head in a daze, and met Lianyi's eyes with a gentle smile

"I care about you, Tate, maybe you haven't realized that in our relationship, you are the one who takes the initiative." Lianyi said seriously, "Look, every time you want to hide When I was looking for me, I couldn’t find you no matter how I searched, you disappeared when you wanted to disappear, and appeared when you wanted to appear, I can only passively look for your traces and follow your footsteps.”

"No, that's not the case." Tate waved his hands in a panic, "I really don't want this, I'm sorry."

"What I need is not this sorry." Lianyi stretched out his hand and held Tate's slightly cold palm, "Tate, I just hope you can trust me more, and trust yourself more, you are special , is unique, in my heart, you are a very important person."

"Don't be afraid to face those pasts, and don't worry that I will feel bad because of those pasts." The breeze blew a few strands of long hair around Lianyi's ears, and the girl's bright eyes clearly reflected a figure, "The past has passed, and I, see clearly the me standing in front of you, I am your future."

"A foreseeable, bright and wonderful future."

……

Another guest was ushered in the room, and Lianyi smiled at Vivienne. Under the suspicious eyes of the couple, Constance followed Lianyi's footsteps to the bedroom on the second floor.

"how did you do it?"

Constance tried her best to maintain a calm face, but unfortunately her trembling body and the turbulence in her eyes had already betrayed her.

"Where is the thing?" Lianyi smiled and stretched out his hand, "You must have brought it here, right?"

After a moment of silence, Constance took out the amulet from his pocket and handed it over.

Lianyi glanced casually, and as expected, the rune in the middle had turned black.

"This disaster in Adelaide is over, you don't have to worry too much." Ripple pushed a cup of hot coffee over

Doing as the Romans do, the coffee she drinks all day long now almost catches up with the plain water she used to drink every day.

"At the same time, as you can see, I am a rather special person."

"A psychic? A psychic? Or a witch?" Constance said impatiently.

"You can think what you want, but I think I'm still a little stronger than those people." Lianyi smiled and gestured a little bit, then lowered her head and took a sip of coffee

Whoops, forgot to add sugar.

The girl wrinkled her face bitterly. Constance stared at her seriously for a while, then sat down with a smile, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"It's easy to talk to smart people." Lianyi got up and took out a few packets of sugar from the drawer, and put them into the coffee. "I really need your help."

Half an hour later, Constance walked out of the house with a blank expression on his face. Vivienne and his wife were sitting on the gazebo talking, and in a corner where they couldn't see, Tate was holding a bouquet of flowers, carefully Climb to the balcony.

He looked obviously happy, his eyes were shining like stars shining in the dark night.

That was her child, but in all the memories I could have, it was rare to see such a vivid and clear appearance of him.

Constance stood there in a daze, and suddenly recalled the last words Lianyi said to her in her mind——

"what is this?"

"Things that protect you."

"Why protect me?"

"Because you're Tate's mother."

When the word Tate was said, the girl's entire eyebrows and eyes softened. She looked at the bunch of violets in the corner, and her voice was extremely gentle.

"That fool, I can't make him sad anymore."

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This world should end in about ten chapters.