Chapter 118: Lonely Girl [1]
"Ahem, you won't spit out if you eat the points, so ......" Xiao Baituan paused, and suddenly roared loudly, "You better go and complete the task!" ”
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in the bathroom
The glass layer was covered with a layer of mist, the shower was still bubbling there, and the temperature in the space continued to rise.
A girl
Lying quietly in the bathtub with her eyes closed, the water soaking over her shoulders.
When it came into the eyes, there were large patches of dazzling red water.
on the wrist
It was a bloody scar, still dripping with blood.
The sound of sprinkling water drowned out the sound of blood dripping......
The girl frowned slightly
When she opened her eyes, the pain in her hand was so severe that she didn't have time to think.
Get out of the water
took a bath towel and wrapped it, and skillfully took out a row of gauze and potions from the table.
Slowly, without fluctuating wrists, so rational that people suspect that this thing has been done many times.
No piece of exposed skin is perfect.
Almost all of them have scars, large and small, like one centipede after another, crawling on the body.
"Receiving Memory" was a little hoarse, with a sick temperament.
That's all it takes
A stream of memories poured into Liangge's brain like a spring.
This world is a modern age, and the original owner is a depressed and self-harming patient, living in his own world every day, not caring about the outside world, and at night it is like going crazy, and likes to self-harm.
In school, because of his different behaviors, he has thick bangs, wears glasses, and does not like to communicate with others but has excellent grades, and is called a weirdo in the class.
It has also become the focus of those people's bullying/bullying, the original owner's parents are scientists, and they are all taken care of by a nanny and a picked up brother, so the best treatment time is missed, resulting in the deterioration of the original owner's condition.
The original owner can get injured every time he goes home, and in the face of the family's persecution, he dodges as if he sees a dangerous person, and he doesn't open his mouth when he dies.
I don't even say why I got hurt.
In this closed heart, the original owner also has her own dreams, she wants to become a fiction writer.
So as soon as she got home, she locked herself in her room, and a lamp, a pen and a notebook became the object of her confiding.
Once
The original owner brought his draft of his novel to school, and those people turned it out and read it aloud in front of everyone.
This made the original owner's heart suffer a great blow, countless pairs of eyes, all staring at the original owner, and the laughter and sarcasm sounded in his ears.
All of them broke the original owner's heart, and she crouched down, hugged her head, and screamed again and again.
Such a cry angered those people.
A miss
Mistakes will be the original main hit \ / dead
When he died, the original owner did not close his eyes, his glasses fell to the ground, and his dark eyes were calm and abyss, without any waves.
When the parents of the original owner found out
It hurts so much that I regret it.
Tell those people to go to court, use their identities, and make those people squatt. Prison. Disaster.
The original owner's wish was to stay away from those people, or to let them die badly/poorly.
And, as a novelist, fulfill her dream of fiction.
There is no mention of parents, nor anyone else, in these tasks.
It shows that the heart has long been cold, or that it has completely dehumanized temperature.
[In order to make it easier for the host to bring this identity, you will use the name of the original owner.] Xiao Baituan explained in the space.
[The original owner's name is Bai You. After the report, I stepped down ......]