Clear on June 2

I think he probably knows someone is watching him.

He often turned back in class, I hope he did not find me. Today, I didn't do any makeup or decoration. If I was really seen by him, I thought I would be too angry to hit the wall.

I just want to look at him, there is no way to control this.

The way he smiled reminded me of orchids, green opals, fine looks on peaches and everything that made people feel good. His face is so beautiful, I really hope that I can become his dog, so that every morning I can use his tongue to rub his cheek and let him wake up.

I love him more than I love myself.

Clear on June 3

Today, I followed Chamean to the park. This is obviously a bit of an adventure. He has almost noticed me several times, but fortunately I finally hid. He is as smart and sensitive as I thought. Reason tells me that I should avoid this kind of tracking, but today I am very happy.

I finally got some new news. Before that, I never noticed that Chammian liked baseball. He played baseball very handsome. I wanted to take off his sweat and then use his teeth in his tightness. Red teeth are left on the skin. Is there some strange idea? Oh, yes, I also think, but there are things I can't control. He is so beautiful that it breaks my heart.

I think he is like a pure white flower on the dirtiest soil. Even if he walks through the most evil*, he still has such a pure look. No one can resist the * who wants to have him, no one...

June 4th

The weather has gotten worse. Today he didn't go to the baseball field, it was sad.

I followed him again. I realized today that his work habits in the winter have changed because of daylight saving time. I should record more accurate figures. In the supermarket, he bought some men's body wash, which is like a gift from God. I can finally create his own taste at home. His posture is still fascinating as always. I don't know how he grew up, if I can get close to him... If I can... I want to swallow him. God, this idea is really bad, but I just want to do it. I really want to be with him, flesh and blood, never separate...

"... never separate? It seems that you really love the man."

Rogers pressed the stop button on the tape drive in his hand and then pulled the headset off his ear.

This is his infinite countless time to relive the audio diary left by his mother when he was young, but when he heard this paragraph, he still did not hold back to his mother.

A dry corpse that had begun to wax was lying still on the bed. Her brown skin was softly shimmered in the light because of paraffin. The dry and rare white hair remained on the scalp. To avoid falling off Rogers. Go touch them. Her eyelids are now a dry black hole with fine folds at the edges. The dry eyeball sticks to the inside of the black hole like a very dry cranberry, and because the dehydrated her jaw is tightened, the mouth is wide open and looks like a shout... Or it is a laugh.

But in any case, she is much calmer than she was before.

Since many years ago, Lina Meckinson has recorded all her life in an audio way, including how she followed the man she once loved and how she gradually sinks into the almost abnormal *. This legacy was inherited by Rogers after she committed suicide. This is the only thing he got from his mother besides the killing skills.

It must be admitted that through countless plays, Rogers can say that he knows more about the man than Rand - his timetable in each season, when he gets up, when he will go to the library, his favorite food mix, he Good at sports...

Through the eyes of Lina, who was hidden in every corner many years ago, Rogers can more vividly restore all of Chamien Sifus than any other person in the world – and that’s why, when he looks When he arrived at Rand, he knew more than anyone else how similar he was to his father.

Even in a distorted environment, they can always let themselves live in what they think of happiness. In essence, these two Sifus have the ability to turn a blind eye to evil, like Lina. I used to say that.

They are the pure white flowers on the dirtiest swamps.

Rogers heard the footsteps coming from the corridor, and he knew it was Rand.

"I will be optimistic about him, mother." He stood up and kissed Lina's body gently. "He always remembers the happy times we are together... I won't let him forget, so Don't worry, we will always be together, and this time... is forever."

When Rogers opened the door behind his back, Rand was looking down at the key. He knew it was in the bag, but his fingers were trembling so much that even simple behavior became difficult.

And when he realized that Rogers would see what he was like after opening the door - the clothes were messy, the face and arms were full of scratches, and there was bruise on his neck... He became more confused.

He tried to push it into the keyhole, but unfortunately it fell to the ground. When Rand picked up the key, Rogers had already come to him.

"God, Rand, what happened to you?"

Rogers held his face in his hand and watched Rand screaming in exclamation.

Look, this is what I try to avoid. Rand thought.

His movements were stiff, and he took a deep breath in a hidden way, before he stood up and faced Rogers with a stubborn smile.

"A little accident happened."

Rand said vaguely.

Rogers looked at him sadly, as if he would cry out in the next second.

"Oh, no, you don't look like there was a ‘a little accident. You were robbed, have you been alarmed?”

He asked with concern about the concern that was completely incompatible with the "indifferent urbanites" principle.

Rand felt that his headache and stomach pain became more serious.

He opened his mouth and found that he had no idea what to say about everything that happened before.

He should say to Rogers that he once watched a murderous man alive and dissected a person, and that person is still alive and recognizes him?

You know, after a huge change in appearance, you can recognize the person who came without any obstacles. Before this, only Vinson - and now, the man named Mick has done this.

"Do you think that plastic surgery can make you look different? No use, I will always recognize you, I will always remember your evil eyes, your demon..."

Rand’s ear repeatedly echoed the scream of the man.

Mick was completely out of control at the time, and he screamed wildly. He was attacked by Rand as a mad dog, and he even injured the staff who tried to stop it. Under normal circumstances, Rand knew that he should call the police, and then called Vinson... Just like when he was brought back to cause collective media turmoil, Vinson could always handle everything well.

but……

In the end, Rand was only quietly watching the police officers will still be in the mad struggle to take away from the pet shelter.

He did not call Vinson, Caroline or anyone.

Through the incoherent scream of Mick, the man, the victim of the 16-year-old tragedy, was **** in front of Rand.

Sixteen years ago, Lina Mikkinen rushed to leave, the moment when fbi kicked the villa door, it did not mean that the tragedy of Mick’s life was finished. Instead, it was the beginning of a worldly hell.

He lost his right liver (and saw it was eaten) and his reproductive ability. From then on, he almost missed a woman, love or marriage. He suffered from serious auditory hallucinations and illusions, the tragedy. The excitement for him was so great that he had to spend a long time in the state psychiatric hospital, his career was completely over, and in order to maintain the normal functioning of the body after losing the liver, the astronomical medical bill would be his The whole family is completely dragged...

It can be said that he lost everything.

As a participant in the tragedy sixteen years ago, Rand Sifus just forgot everything.

He still lives a good life, stunned, but happy to live.

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Ugh……

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