[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

Alice didn't know what she was trying to think. In short, she finally came to Ai Qing's villa. The decoration here was the same as it was a few years ago.

Standing at the door, she didn't reach out to open the door for a long time. She grabbed the corner of her clothes with her hand, looking a little nervous.

The door in front of "Patta" opened slightly, and a woman came out from inside. She was stunned for a while when she saw Alice, and then smiled after a long time.

"Are you Alice?"

"Yes, I'm here to see the professor, are you?"

"My name is Yu Xiang, and I'm his nurse."

"what?"

Immediately afterwards, she led Alice to the professor's room, and Alice couldn't help but carefully looked at the woman in front of her.

Refreshing hair, delicate face, clear eyes, and a fresh and natural breath from the inside out.

Such a fresh, refined, gentle and elegant woman really makes people feel comfortable as soon as they meet.

The very simple furnishings inside are as simple as ever, just a bed, a table, and a wheelchair... There is a handsome man sitting on it. He is facing the window, and he doesn't know what he is looking at.

Alice looked at him in astonishment, and called softly, "Professor Ai Qing?"

The other party didn't have the slightest memory. He looked ahead with a dull expression. Through the glass window, it might be a small forest.

"Professor Ai Qing?"

Alice yelled again, but there was still no response, until Yu Xiang took her out of the room, Alice still didn't understand what was going on?

"What's up with him?"

Yu Xiang frowned: "The professor has been like this since three years ago."

Alice looked at Yu Xiang and was speechless for a moment. She glanced at the room where the professor was with some kind of emotion.

"He became a vegetable."

"I don't know very well. I heard that it was because of suicide that he jumped off the highway on purpose, but he just got stuck in one place, and he ended up like this."

"So his legs?"

"His legs are fine, but he never speaks, and he has been manipulated like a rag doll for three whole years."

"Then you?"

"I'm a graduate student in psychology and he was my advisor, so I'm here."

Yu Xiang's eyes contained regret and pity, which reassured Alice a lot. Such a person is someone who can take good care of the professor.

"I'm leaving, and I appreciate you very much for telling me about the professor."

Alice carried her bag and glanced at the professor's room, as if she could see something through the room. Her mood was as chaotic as a ball of hemp rope, and her mind was full of events from three years ago. She felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't you want to know why I want you here?"

Alice paused, then turned to look at her stiffly.

"The professor hasn't responded to anything these years, but he will often look at the window, and sometimes look at another room."

"You obviously don't say anything, but occasionally a name like Alice pops up."

"I think maybe you were a very loving couple back then, but Miss Alice, I haven't seen how much you love him from just now until now. Do you know the tattoo on his right arm?"

Yu Xiang seemed a little excited, holding a transparent bag in her hand, she looked at Alice with strong dissatisfaction and questioning in her words.

"I just want to know, why have you been so cruel to ignore him for the past three years?"

Alice gave her a deep look.

"We were in love, but what happened, that's in the past."

"I don't understand why you, a promising graduate student, come to the professor's place with a full-time nurse, just because he has been your teacher before?"

Alice smiled.

"Everyone is selfish, just like when you asked me to come, part of it may be because you want him to see me, and part may be because you want to see me."

Alice walked to the door with a calm face. She felt that she seemed to have made a wrong trip today.

She seemed to divide herself into two sides. On the one side, she thought she didn't owe anything anymore, and it was over when he tried to kill herself twice.

On the one hand, she knew very well that she really owed it, from the very beginning.

Alice suddenly thought of a letter from three years ago. She threw it in the cabinet at random, but she should have brought it back.

Alice flipped through her materials, under the bed, in the cabinet, and finally found that it was clipped on a book.

She took a deep breath and opened the envelope.

It said To Alice, which made her feel funny, the whole letter is just these four words?

Shouldn't it be those heart-wrenching farewell notes?

She lightly stroked the word Pu Maogongwen on it, and was stunned for a long time, thinking of Beethoven's piano, which is also for Alice, and there is a beautiful and sad story behind it.

When the great musician Beethoven was nearly 40 years old, he fell in love with a female student named Therese and had a good impression of her. He gave it to the student and wrote "Dedicated to Therese" on the score, but because of the status gap and so on, the girl he loved married a gentleman with a title. Later, Beethoven's body also It got worse, my ears became deaf, and my weird temper became more unstable, perverse and irritable.

And this score has remained with Therese.After Beethoven's death, there was no such track in the catalog of his works. It was not until 40 years later that the German musician Knoll discovered this manuscript while sorting out Therese's relics in order to write Beethoven's notes. When writing this score, they mistook "Therese" for "Alice". When it was time to clarify, people had already accepted the fait accompli of "To Alice".

Alice often thinks that maybe Therese is Alice, and Alice is Therese. There is no clerical error, it is her.

She knew that as long as she could not find her memory for a day, she would not be able to understand all the problems she was facing now until a few days later, she received a courier.

Inside is a diary, the notes of Professor Ai Qing, or the memoirs of her former half-brother.

The handwriting on it is smooth and delicate, and you can imagine from the words that this is a very gentle man.

I have spent my whole life trying to forget your name, but I will still read it silently, and I will miss your silky breath...

In my life, I have forgotten many people, and even myself in the end, so another me appeared, he will not be lonely because of missing, he is free and easy, he is unrestrained, but he is the same as me, loves that girl, deeply Loving sometimes even a whole life may not be enough.

XX January XX

When I met that girl, it started from the past lives of the three of us. At that time, I was just an unknown assistant of a great psychologist, attending classes and doing research like all students.

One day, on a whim, I found a pen pal in the newspaper. It was her, that low self-esteem but very gentle girl.

I used all my vocabulary to praise her and encourage her. At that time, I thought I must be overflowing with fatherly love.

February XX, XX

Soon I received her reply, her handwriting was very delicate, which made me a little ashamed, because my handwriting was really ugly, I don’t know what kind of emotion it was, I started to practice myself font.

March XX, XX

It was a very strange feeling. Even though I had never met her, I could always entrust my concerns to her. Maybe it was because I was studying psychology. I was a little tired of seeing human nature. The strange feeling made me very comfortable and calm, I told her all my secrets, and of course we talked about some literature.

June XX, XX

I had many girlfriends, but they all disappeared due to unknown accidents. During that time, I had a very difficult time, and fortunately, she was with me.

XX September XX

I was favored by the people above and promoted to the Core Research Institute, and I really got in touch with him, my father.He abandoned my mother and me for another woman, and I heard he has a daughter now.I stood in front of him with some excitement, and he glanced at me coldly, as if he didn't know my existence.

November XX, XX

The work in the institute is boring, I haven't written to that girl for a whole month, how is she doing?

XX January XX

I can't wait to meet her.

February XX, XX

Oh my God, I finally met her, her name is Alice, she has black natural curly hair, big eyes, flickering like stars in the night, and a small mouth like a cherry, which makes me want to Kiss her, she is so lovely, it touches my heart so painfully.

March XX, XX

She is so cute and kind, although she has a little temper, but I think I can hold it.

April XX, XX

We identified a relationship.

Looking at the simple words, Alice didn't seem to be so excited at the beginning. Is it because the enthusiasm has cooled down?

May XX, XX

I should know, I should know, she is the daughter of that man, otherwise, how could I go back and forth to the laboratory so casually, I should have known...

The scribbled handwriting showed the owner's impatience and impatience. Alice couldn't help but darken her eyes, so what is the truth?

Alice pursed her lips and frowned slightly. She was in a state of agitation and didn't know whether to read it or not. She was a little afraid that what she said next would be unacceptable to her, but in the end she read it anyway.

☆、No.80 Those stories at the age of six

June XX, XX

we broke up.I should have known...

A large area of ​​handwriting was scratched on the back, and it was not clear at all. Alice guessed a little shyly what the words might be, but it didn't work.

July XX, XX

They're the devil... in that basement... God!

I discovered a huge secret!

Alice looked at the profound words inside, feeling a little ups and downs, she frowned and continued to read.

August XX, XX

Isn't he afraid of retribution for transplanting the organs of living people into her?

XX September XX

Is it all my fault?I'm sorry for them, I shouldn't have told her, I shouldn't have done this, she, the devil's daughter, is also a devil, she killed them, not me, not me! !

October XX, XX

I want revenge, I want to kill them, no!I'm going to torture them first.

October [-]th, XX

He is so ruthless, he killed his own daughter!not me!

October X August XX

So is she dead?How could she just die like this! ! !

XX November XX

I found out that I still love her.

XX years

I think I need a redemption.

God!Will you still take me in?

Our careless mistake is so often that we do not value our own precious things until we have lost them before realizing their true value.Our unreasonable hatred often wounds our friends, and then weeps over their graves.

Alice looked at the diary in shock, her hands couldn't help shaking, many things seemed to make sense, and those dreams, no!That was not a dream, it was her previous life.

The three people in the diary should all have died in the end, she and Professor Ai Qing, who is the rest?that father?

Something suddenly fell from Alice's eye sockets, and wet across her cheeks, leaving a zigzag line on the dry skin. It seemed that there was a huge weight on her chest, which made her unable to breathe.

She was the product of her mother's affair, and was imprisoned in a beautiful castle by her father sickly. She was arrogant and domineering to cover up her appearance flaws, but she still couldn't stop her desire to fly.

One day she escaped, and she saw a group of children playing football in an open place from a distance, she ran over excitedly and wanted to play with everyone, but when everyone saw her appearance, the timid ones were frightened She had to run away, and those who were brave would throw stones at her, and she ran around in fear. Later, a group of adults rushed over with sticks, and they looked at her fiercely, with disgust and contempt in their eyes.

She was lying on a piece of grass covered in blood, and her father bent over to fix her with a splint. Without him, she must have died, as long as she really died.

She began to be afraid of the outside world, longing but afraid, it was an extremely contradictory thing, for many years, doing the same thing day after day, reading a book, looking out the window, limping, never taking a step.

Her heart was like a caged beast, lonely and tormented, and day after day, from time to time, she went crazy and yelled, scaring away a group of birds perched on the tree.

By chance, she saw a book saying that she could write a letter to make a pen pal, so she did so, waiting day after day for a reply from a distant place with anxiety and excitement.

It's just that every letter seems to be like throwing a stone into the sea, there is no sound, it seems that it has never happened, it seems that there has never been her.

Until one day, when her father looked at her seriously, he took out a wrinkled letter from the pocket of his white coat, and she smiled.

She greedily read the content of the letter, listened to the other party's thoughts, and wrote down what she wanted to do from time to time. He said that he liked Shakespeare's tragedies, er, she liked them too.

People can control their own destiny. If we are controlled by others, the fault is not fate, but ourselves.

No matter spring or summer, no matter autumn or winter, she would always stand by the mailbox every morning, waiting for his letter, her emotions seemed to be concentrated in this moment.

When he told her that he was in love, he was distressed. His first girlfriend had beautiful long hair, and she would always subconsciously touch his hair, which was yellow and rough.

But after a month, he broke up, which made her very happy, but she still comforted him carefully.

His second girlfriend was a school girl he met by chance in his alma mater, and they fell in love quickly. He said he liked her big eyes, and Alice subconsciously stroked her big and small eyes, pursing her lips , Sad for several days.

But he broke up again soon, which is simply a blessing from God.

……

He made five girlfriends, but they all broke up within a month. It would be better to say that they all had inexplicable problems within a month, such as a fire?robbery?earthquake?

He seemed guilty, which worried Alice so much that she told him about it, though she didn't expect her father to help him.

A month later, according to him, he was transferred to the headquarters of the Institute of Psychology.

It was the father's institute...maybe she could see him, but her face...she hesitated.

A few days later, her father took her to a huge research institute with a huge liquid container hanging in the center...

"Lie down, and when you wake up, you will be beautiful."

That's what her father said, and she actually lay down on it.

When she woke up, there was no one around her, her feet were no longer limping, which surprised her, jumping up and down like a happy elk, she opened the door excitedly, enjoying the scenery outside the window The sun, the transparent glass reflected her face.

She becomes beautiful...

If women fall in love with their ears, then if a man can fall in love, he must fall in love with his eyes.

The moment she saw him, her heartbeat couldn't stop.

She loves him so much.

It was a wonderful and happy day, but why, he suddenly got farther and farther away from himself.

In a closed room, the water flooded his ankles, slowly rising higher and higher, where is he?

She needs him.

No!He was the one who locked her here. She wanted to find her father, and he would save her.

No!Father is already in danger.

What is the truth?

When her father killed her, she looked at him in astonishment.

What is the truth?

The boy he loved so much was her half-brother. His father killed all his girlfriends for her, and transplanted their complete organs to her, right?

Her lips are pale, why kill him.

She actually doesn't know anything.

"To protect you."

"Alice, he's crazy."

"Alice, I'm crazy too, but I love you, you're my only child."

……

So what is the truth, she died, she died like that, what she did and nothing she did from beginning to end, she was the victim.

Alice shivered and hid on the wall, hugging her legs like a wounded beast, sitting on the ground and whimpering.

"What did she do?"

She regained her composure, looked at the white wall in front of her, and grabbed the ground with her head as if possessed.

The blood was like beautiful and coquettish roses, and she vaguely seemed to hear someone calling her.

"Alice! Alice!"

When I woke up from the hospital again, my heart was unusually indifferent, no!It should be dead silent.

Sitting next to the bed was a girl who had pissed her off from the start, Japanese or not.

"Are you awake? Are you okay? Do you need me to call a doctor?" Alice looked at her anxious face and let out a choked breath.

"What's wrong with me."

"Chen Lijun and I found you lying on the ground in the dormitory with a puddle of blood, which scared us to death. Fortunately, you are fine. They went to buy food."

Alice lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking,

"What happened to you?"

"Lifeishard." Alice said word by word.

"My heart seemed to be dead, but my body was still alive."

"Promise me, although I don't know what happened to you, but it's okay, don't you think it's too easy?"

Alice looked up into her eyes, nodded inexplicably, and said hesitantly when she suddenly thought of a certain night.

"Professor Ai Qing...do you still like him?"

"You..." You Hill was stunned, looking at Alice, unable to say anything.

"he died."

You Hill looked at Alice in astonishment, and was speechless for a long time.

"If you don't believe me, go to Villa A on XXX Street, that's his house."

Alice looked at her sluggish look with a sneer. After a long time, she seemed to have lost her soul and staggered up.

She opened her eyes wide, looked at Alice in confusion and said, "Why did you tell me?"

"When I feel desperate and want to die, I also let others experience it. I know you like him, just as you told me, so don't be too hard on it." Alice said coldly.

She felt that she was a very ungrateful villain. Looking at the empty room, she couldn't help laughing again.

"Lifeshard."

The black and deep cold eyes are like a mirror reflecting the cold light, and also like the cold and misty lake surface in the early spring morning, lacking the breath of despair.

The scenery outside the window made me think of him in the past. There was a boy in my fragile life. He wore a pair of old-fashioned glasses and rushed in and left rashly.

The author has something to say: In this vast sea of ​​people, where have they all gone?

la la la ~ la la la ~ miss him

lalala~.....(those flowers)