Chapter Seventy-Nine: No one is more pitiful than another
The girl walked back and forth in the small room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The room was really small, so the girl was only able to take three steps before she had to turn her head and walk towards the other side of this 'room'.
And so on and so forth.
"She, how long has she been like this?"
Through the small glass window on the door, Goliath covered her mouth and turned her head, unable to bear to continue watching the scene.
"It's been weeks. Ellie's condition seemed to be getting worse, so I had to request this kind of room for her. β
Golia's face was still a little pale, because she had only been discharged from the hospital for a long time - a knife in the abdomen had left her in the hospital for a long time.
"Why is this happening......" Golia sobbed softly as she leaned on Bolehan's shoulder in grief.
Bolehan sighed, and touched his arm, which seemed to have some stinging remainsβit had also been slashed hard before, and the doctor said that although he had rejected, it seemed impossible to be as nimble as before, "I said you, you shouldn't come." β
Gloria just sobbed lightly.
The doctor had seen too many such situations, and at this time he said quite calmly: "The patient should be in a state of stress for a long time. I've learned that her family doesn't seem to be doing well. In addition, from the conversations during this time, I found that Miss Elle has a very serious jealousy, but at the same time a considerable degree of submissiveness. She has always been in the contradiction of self-persuasion, obedience and resistance. β
The doctor shook his head and said, "You should understand, what happens when the tense nerves exceed the limit. β
"It's all my fault...... I didn't notice it all along. Gloria blamed herself and looked at Ellie in the room in a daze: "Once she asked me what would happen if she hurt me one day...... At that time, if I had noticed......"
The doctor sighed and said, "Everyone has something in their hearts that they don't want others to know, Miss Golia, if this matter becomes your guilt, I'm afraid it won't be good for you." Miss Ellie's question wasn't formed in a day or two. β
"Doctor, Ellie...... Ellie, will she ever recover?" asked Ryan, looking at the doctor heavily.
"I can't answer you. The doctor shook his head and said, "Although medication and psychotherapy can keep the patient's condition under control. But whether it will get better or not, after all, depends on herself. β
The doctor indifferently pointed to his heart, "In my opinion, the patient is not mentally problematic, but just lives here with a self that he can't let go." β
The three of them looked thoughtfully at the figure in the room at the same time.
Gloria looked stunned, "The first time I met Ellie, it was the first day I moved next to her house. I still remember that day she was wearing a dress and sitting alone outside the house reading a book. Looking back now, she was quiet back then, and it seems that nothing has changed over the years. β
Bolehan pressed Goliath's shoulders from behind, comforting her.
Goliath smiled with a complicated expression: "At first, she didn't want to be friends with me. Whenever I called out to her through the wooden fence, she would run straight back into the house. One day ......"
"One day," Gloria recalled, "she came up to the fence and called me for the first time and asked me if I really wanted to be friends with her. If it were, she would share half of the cookies with me. As a result, I didn't keep my mouth shut. β
Bolehan knew that it wasn't Golia's words that blamed her, it was just something she was reminiscing about when she was a child.
"The next day, I took some candy out of the house and divided half of it with her. We were like this when we were kids, we didn't think about anything, and we wanted to share everything with each other. Goliath said softly: "That's it, more than ten years, we have grown up, and it is not like before." β
Looking at Elle in the room, Goliath asked softly, "What do you say, Bolehan, what would she be thinking?"
Ryan thought for a moment, and said uncertainly, "Perhaps...... Is it the world she wants?"
"Will there be us?"
"Probably ......"
Elle in the room suddenly didn't move, just looked up at the small iron window leading to the outside, not knowing what to look at and think.
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Mrs. Maggie was pleading feebly, she couldn't move, she was swept away like that, and fell heavily to the ground.
All she could do was look at the horrible thing, put her hand on her daughter, and shake her head in grief, breathlessness.
She didn't know if her daughter was stunned - the body of this strange thing completely blocked her daughter's appearance.
Lena instinctively took a step back when her palm landed on Lena's face, but she was quickly pressed down on her shoulder by the other's hand.
Lena looked up, looked at the cracked eyes, looked at the cracked mouth, and couldn't recognize this as the big sister who had told her the end of the story.
The little girl nervously asked, "Are you Mr. Monster?
Having turned into a monster, she suddenly lowered her head and opened her eyes wider, almost close to Lena's forehead.
"Are you going to eat Lena?" the little girl was stunned, hugged her pillow tightly, and was about to cry: "Are you going to eat Lena's heart?"
She made an inexplicable sound, from her throat.
Shh
"Lena, run!
Later, Mrs. Maggie screamed in horror.
She began to hold Lina's cheeks with both hands at the same time, and suddenly her mouth grew - here she had bitten the bodies of two policemen, stained with Maken's blood, and turned blood-red.
Lena closed her eyes and shrugged her head, "Can you not eat Lina's heart?" Lena can give you half of the heart, Lena doesn't want to have no heart, Lena doesn't want Mom and Dad to lose sight of Lina. Can you give half of it, is it okay?"
The closed eyes slowly loosened, and Lena spotted the Mr. Monster...... Sister Monster doesn't seem to be eating her anymore.
But the moment she opened her eyes, the other party's terrifying eyes were still looking at her, and Lena was startled again, but this time she was not afraid and closed her eyes again.
The little girl didn't know what it was.
She just naively thought that this was the Mr. Monster who came out of the story, the Mr. Monster who gave his heart to the little girl in the story and became a heartless man.
Why did you become like a sister?
Lena didn't understand that.
"Mom said that Mr. Monster was ugly, but he was kind. Mr. Monster would pick lots and lots of delicious fruit for the little girl to eat. Can't you remember?" said little Lena tighter her pillow, "but Lena will only be able to give you half of it...... More than a few more, but you can't take them all! Lena will lose her heart and won't know where to go. Okay?"
All right?
Suddenly, she pushed her Lena away, then lowered her head, looked at her hands, and looked at herself in the mirror next to her.
Suddenly it didn't move.
Lena looked in amazement, but saw that this strange monster sister suddenly moved, walked past her, and just like that, walked away step by step.
Went down the stairs.
"Lena!
Mrs. Maggie crawled up from the ground, and after a while she finally crawled to her daughter's side, and hugged her excitedly.
She trembled her hands, touched her daughter's face, held her face and watched, "Lena, are you okay! Have you hurt anything? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mommy is here, mommy is here." β
"Lena is fine. Lena patted her mother on the head, and said, "Mom, will that Mr. Monster come back?" I just saw Mr. Monster crying, so pitiful. β
Mrs. Maggie glanced back subconsciously.
Maken was still lying in the corner, and he would probably never move in a pool of blood.
Wretched?
Who is more pitiful than whom? Mrs. Maggie suddenly thought: no one is more pitiful than the other.
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Downstairs and into the living room of this small villa, she subconsciously walked towards the terrace outside the living room, her eyes kept looking at the dark lake.
"Sit?"
On the terrace, Luo Qiu pointed to the chair next to him and said softly. (To be continued.) )