Overturned Tower

It's like the moon falling in the wine glass, and it's like the daffodils on the lakeside reflecting the shadow of the lake.

Against the sunset light, the translucent evening sun has already revealed the psionic nature of the "archetype".

"...You are not resurrecting the dead Miss Yuhi."

Alice looked at the somewhat melancholy girl in the next room, and said softly, "You just left her dead here."

"This is resurrection."

The prototype said very positively.

He looked at the black-haired girl who had finished playing the piano but still stayed in the room watching the sunset, her eyes filled with warmth and tranquility.

In Yuhi’s piano room, there are almost all living utensils—beds, tables, pianos, toys, game glasses, books, retro record players, and various posters that girls like...

But only missing snacks, drinking water and toilets.

It was time for meal now, but Yuhi, who was alone at home, was not hungry at all.

She didn't know that the prototype would be back soon, but she didn't prepare her own portion when making tea.

Zuo Cha's dim sum on the table was completely uneaten, and the trash can beside the table was extremely clean.

This all proves one thing...

"She knows she's no longer human, just a ghost."

The container of gods looked back at the budding lovers.

The demon, who had exactly the same memory as Russell, questioned without hesitation: "She's not having a happy life, Ram.

"She clearly knew she was dead...you call that a resurrection? Do you call her life a bliss?"

"This is one thing to discuss, the container of God."

The "bud lover" who was being questioned was obviously a little unhappy, and she called the container of God by its name flatly: "What do you think is death?"

"...Your question is too big."

"Can't you answer? Then let me tell you... In my understanding, death means 'leaving one's loved one'.

"It doesn't matter whether the body exists or not, and being able to enjoy eating and drinking is just an addition to being able to 'live happily'. What kind of world's memory, work termination, heartbeat... In my opinion, those are not important.

"The so-called death is to be separated from the person, thing, and career you love forever... In other words, as long as you can come back, you are not dead. At most, it is a 'not so perfect life' That's all.

"But in this world, how many people can 'live perfectly'? Since the lives of most people are not perfect, then why is this resurrection unacceptable?"

The budding lover stared at Yuhi, and said softly: "It's better to say, it will be better this way.

"She won't get sick again, and she won't grow old. It won't make my heart hurt, and let me experience the despair of losing her again.

"Her personality will not change again, she will not be suddenly influenced by others, and she will start to doubt my love for her; there will not be any sudden surprises or dislikes that make me make unnecessary changes in order to accommodate her; Will not let me touch those parents and relatives of her that I don't love.

"She is mine now, and she will be mine forever. I will love her forever...until a thousand years from now, at the end of my life, when I am old, she will still be young. In When I leave this world, she will also leave with me.

"Flesh and blood is unnecessary. Human beings are limited to the flesh, and all kinds of original sins arise because of this. Letting go of this meaningless body will only make people happy."

The young elf who merged with the demon stared at Yuhi obsessively and whispered softly.

Xi Ri, who was separated by a wall, couldn't see his gaze, and could only stare melancholy at the sunset slowly setting outside the window.

Alice finally understood everything—

Why is the so-called "piano room" that is all-inclusive and can show all life is one-way transparent...

Because the real essence of that room is a "real-life figure display cabinet"!

The Yuhi that the "bud lover" loves is not the girl with mental illness. It is a soul mate similar to oneself imagined by the "prototype".

In other words, this Yuhi is just a "spirit figure".

Can be seen, touched, has its own thoughts, but will never betray. There is no need to feed, drink or manage excretion, and there is no need to worry about the other party's hobbies or the other party's mood. A large figure that only needs to "dress up", "train" and "play"...

"...Is this 'selfish love'?"

Alice murmured softly.

"yes."

The budding lover replied flatly: "This is me."

"No wonder, you hit it off with Ram...you are the same kind."

"Indeed, you and your host must be the same kind of people."

Bud's lover smiled: "Although I was tricked by Hua Chan, I don't regret coming here."

"—Because the owner of the so-called 'bud lover', the person he loves the most is actually himself. Loving yourself is tantamount to loving you."

Alice stared at the translucent Yuhi, and said softly: "It's not because of 'Yuhi's death' that Ram cried and broke down. It's because she left her, because she lost the person she loved. sad.

"During this month, you ate the souls of two of your own patients; in order to maintain the existence of 'Yuhi', you let four innocent girls with their own families jump off the building and die, just to give 'Yuhi' a week's life." happiness'.

"Why would you do this?

"...Because you never thought about using your actual actions to make her happy.

"Because you can easily see into her thoughts and know what kind of actions you will bring about.

"Because you don't think the favor you get from following the 'strategy' is real.

"—Because you don't think it's meaningful for Yuhi to cure her disease."

Alice's eyes shifted from Yuhi to the prototype beside her: "Because you love Yuhi, but you love yourself more.

"Is the girl you love~www.readwn.com~ the girl herself? Or is it the other self you see in her?

"Or, are you just pretending to be affectionate and purely in love with that 'self who can still love others'?"

Her emerald green eyes seemed to be able to easily penetrate people's hearts: "Loving... is still human, with its own emotions, as an outstanding person among human beings.

"And that painful time that reminded you?"

The face of "Prototype" became gloomy.

As a psychiatrist, he was ashamed to be easily dissected into the deep personality of "Alice" who was not in this field.

"...What is your relationship with that woman Huachu?"

The deep and gentle male voice overlapped with the sharp and high-pitched female voice, and the green shoots on the prototype's skin began to grow frantically: "Are you the one she found?"

With only human, physical eyes, he could see green shoots protruding from the tip of his tongue.

"You want to... take my—

"—【Lover】?!"

It was unmistakable anger.

Countless sprouts broke through the "soil" from his skin!