Mermaid Effect

Sunny September 6

I think he probably knows that someone is watching him.

He turned around frequently during class, and I hoped he didn't notice me.Today, I didn't do any makeup or grooming. If he really saw me like this, I think I would probably hit the wall in shame and anger.

I just wanted to look at him and there was no way to control that.

The way he smiles makes me think of orchids, green opals, delicate features on peaches and everything that makes people feel happy.His face is so beautiful, I wish I could become his dog, so that I can lick his cheek with the tip of my tongue every morning to wake him up.

I love him more than I love myself.

Sunny September 6

Today I followed Charmian to the park.It was obviously risky, and he almost noticed me a few times, but luckily I managed to avoid it in the end.He's as smart and sharp as I thought he was.Reason tells me that I should avoid this kind of stalking, but today I am very lucky.

I finally got some new news, I never noticed before that Charmian likes baseball, he looks so handsome playing baseball, I want to lick off his sweat and put my teeth on his tight Leaving red tooth marks on the skin.Is this idea a little weird?Oh yes, I do too, but there are things I just can't control and he's so beautiful it breaks my heart.

I think he is like a pure white flower blooming on the filthiest soil, even through the most evil desires, he still has such pure eyes.No one can resist the desire to have him, no one...

cloudy on October 6

The weather turned bad and it was sad that he didn't go to the ballpark today.

I followed him up again, and I realized today that his winter routine had changed due to daylight saving time, and I should have written down more precise numbers.He bought some men's body wash at the supermarket, and it was like a gift from God that I could finally create his scent at home.His physique is as fascinating as ever, I don't know how he has grown up, if I can get close to him...if I can...I want to eat him in one bite.God, that's a terrible idea, but that's what I want, I want to be with him, flesh and blood, never to be parted...

"...Never be separated? It seems that you really love that man sincerely."

Rogers hit the stop button on the tape player in his hand, then pulled the earphones from his ears.

This is the audio diary he had revisited countless times when his mother was young, but when he heard this passage, he still couldn't hold back from speaking to his mother.

A mummy that had already begun to wax was lying motionless on the bed. Her brown skin exuded a soft glow under the light because of the paraffin, and there were dry and sparse white hairs on her scalp. Rogers seldom to touch them.Her eye socket is now a dry black hole, and the edges of her skin are finely folded.The shriveled eyeballs stuck to the inside of the black hole like sun-dried cranberries, and her jaw was pulled apart by constricted tendons due to dehydration, leaving her mouth wide open, looking like a cry... and Or laugh wildly.

But in any case, she seemed much calmer than before.

Since many years ago, Lina Makinson has recorded all her life in the form of audio, including how she followed the man she once loved deeply, and how she gradually indulged in that almost perverted desire.And this inheritance was inherited by Rogers after she committed suicide. This is the only thing he got from his mother except killing skills.

It must be admitted that, through numerous replays, Rogers arguably knows the man better than Rand—his timetable in each season, when he wakes up, when he goes to the library, his favorite food pairings, his Good sport...

Through the eyes of Lina, who was hidden in every corner so many years ago, Rogers can restore everything about Charmian Sievers more vividly than anyone in this world-and it is precisely because of this that when he looks at By Rand's time, he knew better than anyone how much he resembled his father.

Even in a distorted environment, they can always let themselves live in what they think is happiness. In essence, these two Sievers have the ability to turn a blind eye to evil, just like Lina As it was said.

They are pure white flowers that bloom on the filthiest swamps.

Rogers heard footsteps in the corridor, and he knew it was Rand.

"I will take good care of him, Mom." He stood up, and then gently kissed Lina's body, "He will always think of those happy times we were together...I won't let him forget, so Don't worry, we'll always be together, and this time...forever."

When Rogers opened the door behind him, Rand was looking down for the key. He knew it was in the bag but his fingers were trembling so that even such a simple act became difficult.

And when he realized that Rogers would see him the way he was when he opened the door—clothes disheveled, scratches all over his face and arms, bruises on his neck...he became even more flustered.

He tried to slip the key into the keyhole, but unfortunately it fell on the floor.When Rand picked up the key, Rogers was already beside him.

"God, Rand, what happened to you?"

Rogers cupped his face in his hands and watched in horror as Rand let out an exaggerated sound.

See, that's what I try to avoid as much as possible.Rand thought.

His movements froze, and then he took a deep breath in a concealed way, before standing up and facing Rogers with a forced smile.

"There was a little accident."

Rand said vaguely.

Rogers looked at him sadly, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"Oh no, you don't look like you've had a 'little' accident. You've been robbed. Have you called the police?"

He asked with concern in an attitude that completely did not conform to the norms of "indifferent urbanites".

Rand felt his headache and stomach pain get worse.

He opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know how to explain everything that happened before.

Should he have said to Rogers that he had watched a murderer dissect a man alive and that the man was alive and recognized him?

You know, after the huge change in appearance, the only person who could recognize him without any obstacles before that was Vincent—and now, the man named Mick has also done this.

"Do you think plastic surgery can make you look different? It doesn't work, I will always recognize you, I will always remember your evil eyes, you devil..."

The man's scream echoed repeatedly in Rand's ears.

Mick was completely out of control at the time. He screamed crazily, bit and attacked Rand like a mad dog patient, and he even injured the staff who were trying to stop it from happening.Under normal circumstances, Rand would know he should call the police and call Vincent...just like when he was brought back to cause a mass media commotion, Vincent would always handle everything just fine.

but……

In the end, Rand just watched quietly as the police took Mick, who was still struggling frantically, away from the pet shelter.

He didn't call Vincent, Caroline, or anyone.

Through Mick's incoherent screams, the life of the man, the victim of the tragedy 16 years ago, was laid out in front of Rand.

16 years ago, Lina Makinson left hastily and the moment the FBI kicked open the gate of the villa did not mean that the tragedy of Mick's life had come to an end.Instead, it was the beginning of an earthly hell.

He lost his right liver (and saw it being eaten with his own eyes), and his ability to reproduce. Since then, he has almost no relationship with women, love or marriage. He suffers from severe auditory and visual hallucinations. The tragedy The stimulus was so great that he had to spend a long time in a state mental hospital afterward, his career was completely destroyed, and the astronomical medical bills to keep his body functioning after losing his liver cost him The whole family is completely dragged down...

It can be said that he lost everything.

And as a participant in the tragedy 16 years ago, Rand Sievers just forgot everything.

He is still living a good life, dazed, but living happily.