[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

one year later:

"MerryChristmas!!" With a scream, countless fireworks rushed to the sky, people on the street exclaimed one after another, lovers even kissed their lover intimately, Claire watched silently as the fireworks bloomed and dissipated In the air, I only feel cold - she is wearing too thin!

Claire stood silently at the corner of the alley, waiting for Hill to come back to her.

It was their first Christmas, but he was as unsurprised as he knew him to be.Hill didn't realize how special Christmas was to her, or to [the lovers].

He went to [the bank].

To rob a lucky or innocent person in this street, Claire can't agree with it, but she can't change it either.Their relationship seems to be one step closer, but at some point, it only makes the two of them more distant.

She thought about the event that brought them together...Paul might even call it their moment together.After Hill mistakenly injured Old Pete's son, in order to let Hill experience the same pain, they captured Claire who had the closest relationship with Hill...but it was precisely because of this incident that the hostility in Hill's character It is only when you are perverted that you truly show yourself in the eyes of everyone...

Claire shook her head, trying to forget the sight of Hill leaving bloodied to rescue her.In any case, it was enough for him to love her.

She was cold, and she wished Hill could come back soon.

A figure staggered past her, and Claire recognized it was Poppy, a familiar face from the slums, with just a glance at the end of her eyes.He looked much thinner again, the poor old fellow was over thirty, but since his daughter died of illness, he has hated all decent people with one heart and one mind.

Claire hesitated for a moment, then chased in Bobby's direction. At the end of the dark alley was the back door of a theater, and not far ahead was the parking lot. Many rich people would take this road to pick up their cars, and there was no doubt that It also gives people like Poppy...and her a chance (Claire doesn't like to separate herself from Hill).

She noticed a young couple leading their children out of the alley, and before she had time to remind them, Poppy rushed towards the three of them.He held a dagger tightly in his trembling hand, but his tone did not hesitate: "Take out all the money on your body!"

"Wait, please calm down...I am willing to give you everything, don't scare my child." The man leaned forward, trying to protect his wife and son behind him.Claire witnessed all this, and decided that if it could be resolved by handing over the money, it would be better for her not to come forward.

Bobby's eyes were focused on the man's son, his young body took two steps backwards out of fear, and was completely protected by his father—this boy, does he seem familiar?

Claire recalled uncertainly, not noticing the flash of grief in Bobby's eyes, then turned his head in embarrassment and urged: "NOW!" He hurriedly snatched the wallet from the man's hand.Without even searching carefully, he quickly pointed the blade at the husband's wife: "I want her necklace!"

"What?" The man tried to stop: "This won't work, this is a gift from me..."

There was no chance for his words to come out again, and Bobby's trembling hand quickly pushed forward in tension, but in an instant, everything was over.The woman rushed towards Bobby with a scream. Even if Claire ran to them at the first time, she couldn't stop the tragedy from happening-she was pierced by Bobby in the heart.

Claire kicked Bobby down, the man trembled a few times on the ground, and then burst into tears.His eyes were complicated, with inexplicable grief and joy, and some unspeakable regret. He was lying on the ground, and the cheerful movement of Christmas carols behind him made the scene in front of him even more absurd and ironic.And Claire was no longer in the mood to pay attention to him, she turned to look at the boy.

Then, Claire remembered who he was...

The author has something to say: the specific incident is abbreviated, and the focus is contradictory.