The second half of the record is very thin, and it seems that each paragraph has been separated by a long period of time, and it seems that those people are not too tight on Vincent's persecution, otherwise there would not be only such a small amount after so many years, compared to the part written by Jesse Bell in the first half, this part is really too thin.

"I really didn't expect this kid to end up on this path, when he came to me to join this hospital, I thought he was one of the persecuted, or that he had remembered everything he had deliberately forgotten."

"How happy I was then, how sad I am now." Professor Smith looked at Vincent's diary, "It turns out that the entry from the very beginning was a premeditation. ”

"Vincent gave him ten years of his youth because of his greed, but the dean, you and Jeff's teachers, the hospital is mixed with such people, who else can we trust?" Live looked at Dean Smith with some concern.

"You know, even people like Vincent have been bewitched, and it is hard to guarantee that no one will enter these hospitals in the name of persecution and continue to persecute these innocent doctors."

"Live we don't have a choice, you know." Professor Smith looked at Live, his sad eyes filled with determination, "We can't give up on those doctors for fear of being infiltrated. ”

"We are doctors ourselves, doctors are benevolent, as long as he may be a doctor in need, we will help, Live we can't afford to lose, we are just afraid of losing people's hearts."

"So as long as there is the slightest possibility, Live we have to help those people. Our ability is still too small, and no one knows whose tragedy your master will be staged again. ”

"But aren't you worried about that possibility?" Live waited for Professor Smith's answer.

"My kids, of course I'm worried about that, I'm more worried than anyone else, and the people around me are going to be miserable one by one, even though I don't know when I'm going to be next. But as long as the sword of Damocles hanging over my head hasn't fallen, I can't stop. ”

"I can't forgive anyone who has tarnished sacred medicine to this point, so I must accept all the doctors I can meet."

"No matter what purpose they come for, whether they end up choosing to die like Vincent, we have to unite our forces, Live, do you understand?" Professor Smith's eyes were full of hope, and being stared at with such a pair of eyes, Live really couldn't choose to refuse.

"Professor Smith, I take the liberty of asking a question, is it because you are afraid that your loved ones will also suffer misfortune?" Live thinks that apart from this, there is probably no reason why Professor Smith should choose to be lonely all the time.

"Live, I haven't been alone all the time." Professor Smith closed the journal, "I had a love affair at one time, but I found it to be fake, just like Jeff. ”

"That woman doesn't love me, she approaches me only because she wants to drive a wedge between me and my friends." Professor Smith lowered his head, "It can be said that the tragedy of Jesse Bell and Cross has my share in it. ”

"If I hadn't been so eager to reject the woman, maybe I could have known their plans in advance, like that." Professor Smith looked up at the high ceiling.

"In this case, maybe Jesse Bell and they will be happy forever." Professor Smith's grief seemed to be contagious, and LIve stood up and walked over to Professor Smith's side and put his hand on Professor Smith's shoulder.

"Friends are important, but deception is unforgivable, it is human nature to teach you to do that, and you must not have known that they existed at that time, you are not a god, you do not have the ability to predict the future, you can do this after they die, you have done a good job. You don't have to blame yourself. ”

Professor Smith didn't speak, just patted Live's hand, and Live saw that Professor Smith had the intention of getting up, and quickly helped the person up.

Professor Smith squatted for too long and staggered a little when he stood up, but with Live's support, he didn't fall.

It was only after Professor Smith stood up that a small paper bag fell out of the place where the diary was kept, and when Professor Smith stood firm, Live crouched down to get the oiled paper bag.

But I don't know if it's because the oiled paper bag has been too long, and before Live can pick it up, the oiled paper bag rolls out a few small objects.

Seeing these things, Live stiffened all of a sudden, and these things were really too familiar to Live, because there was an exact same thing here in Live.

Trembling, he picked up the small pendant, a blackened pendant that was a few points smaller than the fingernails of his little finger, and shook slightly in Live's hand, and Live held it up to his eyes.

Professor Smith didn't dare to disturb when he saw Live, "Ah! Live suddenly shouted.

Live crouched down with his head in his hands and cried bitterly, "How can you do this, what did we do wrong, why did you do this to us." "The silver pendant faithfully records the fact that its owner was injured.

Live, which had been pinning its hopes on Yan An'an's news, could no longer withstand such a lot of pressure. Self-deception is brutally revealed, and Live doesn't know what he's supposed to be doing.

In addition to crying bitterly, everything is superfluous, you should have known a long time ago, the senior brother stopped writing to himself because something happened, why was he so stupid at that time!

Why didn't I find out earlier to find out, why did I keep playing the world to numb myself?

Live felt like the old man in his last years, he lost all his strength in an instant, except for the tears that were still flowing silently, and Live let himself fall into this dusty room without any reaction.

What cleanliness, what scruples, it was all floating clouds, and sorrow drowned everything, and I looked at the high dome in distraction, where there seemed to be a spider weaving a web.

Professor Smith didn't have time to hold Live, but could only watch him lie on the dusty ground, with no trace of life in his eyes.

His legs were still numb, but Professor Smith felt that if he didn't do anything about it, the young child would disappear completely.

"Get up, what it looks like, I don't care what you know when you see that pendant, everything is possible until you find the body, don't say it's just a pendant, even if you really see the body right in front of your eyes, you shouldn't be like this."

"You're so happy that the people you value suffer all this innocently, and the culprits are still at large?"

"Stand up, stand up, you can take revenge, Live don't let me look down on you. , haven't you always looked down on anyone? Stand up, don't stand up, anyone can look down on you and stomp a few hard feet on you. ”

"Live, did you hear that?" Professor Smith reached out to pull Live, but Live, like the vegetative people in the hospital, let Professor Smith drag him on the ground, but there was no response.

Professor Smith was really angry with Live, and just when he wanted to give up, Live spoke up himself, "The master is very poor, and Mr. Yan and Mr. Qiu are not rich, and the master has no reason to take Mr. Yan and Mr. Qiu's money." ”

"But in China, every child always needs some kind of amulet, so the master bought a very small piece of silver, and slowly carved it there with a candle to make two small pendants." Live said this with a smile on his face, but the smile looked extremely bleak.

"The master is really poor, he can't even afford a good chain, so he can only take the red silk thread for sewing clothes, and hastily wrap it around a few times and stuff it to me and my senior brother."

"The master's craftsmanship is really bad, I still don't know, what the master did for us, it's not that I didn't ask back then, but the master kept laughing and not saying a word."

"Now that the master is dead, there is no one who can answer my question, right? Perhaps, the senior brother is so smart, he has always known the master very well, he must know. ”

Tears slowly flowed down the corners of Live's eyes, "He must know, I'm going to find my senior brother." With that in words, Live got up and tried to find the person who might have died.

"It's a big night, you calm down!" It's hard for Professor Smith to hold such a great guy at his age, and Professor Smith doesn't feel so tired from surgery.

"Don't worry." Professor Smith couldn't help but blow his beard and stare a little when he saw Live's angry eyes, "No one stopped you from looking for that kid whose life and death are unknown, you have been running around for so many years, did I stop you?" You have no conscience. ”

"I'll just ask a question, after asking, where do you like to go, where do you go, I'll ask you, this world is so big, where are you going to find your senior brother!" After Professor Smith finished speaking, he let go of his hand, wanting to go casually, but he didn't have the strength to pull people anyway.

"Yan An'an knows the clues of the senior brother, he must know the whereabouts of the senior brother, I will ask her now." LIVE said that he was a little weak, and he still had at least four months to go.

Otherwise, Yan An'an wouldn't have told any clues about his senior brother, what should he do? Ignoring the dirt on his body, Live directly covered his face with his hands and squatted down to continue crying.

The cry hurt Smith's brain, but Live is not like that just now, with reason, it's easy to say anything, just cry.

Slowly walked back to the side of the oil paper bag just now, speaking of which can no longer be regarded as an oil paper bag, because the oil paper is broken, no matter how you look at it, there is no wrapping effect.

Professor Smith carefully peeled off the shredded oiled paper outside, and a messy little thing appeared in front of him, as well as a small brown leather notebook, Professor Smith's hands trembled, and he suddenly dared not touch the small notebook.