Violet Eternal Garden Angel and Auto Memo Doll

"What are you doing! Automatic memory doll!"

Panting slightly, Oscar's bloodshot eyes were filled with terrible anger.

"I'm very sorry, sir, I shouldn't have opened the umbrella..."

"enough!!!!"

Oscar clenched his fists tightly, and with a heavy sigh, Oscar turned around, his back was full of vicissitudes and sadness.

"Enough...Miss Doll..."

Don't let those things happen again...

"You, go back."

open your wings

"But...but..."

"But if I go back, the script will not be completed, and Oliver's story will not end!"

Violet's tone became anxious, and her voice became hasty.

"Master, do you have something on your mind!"

Oscar raised his head, looked at Violet, at those eyes as clear as sapphires.Violet's eyes gradually became sad, she lowered her head and said slowly to Oscar with a regretful tone.

"Excellent dolls can extract the guests' inner emotions and thoughts from the words of the guests. I'm really sorry that I couldn't extract your thoughts."

Oscar was silent, looking towards the lake, the wind seemed to have subsided, and the waves on the lake were rippling, and all the beauty seemed to be unable to conceal Oscar's sadness at this time.

"I couldn't... write anything."

Oscar sighed and said heavily.

"The reason why I took this script is because I want to finish writing this story, this...a story for Olivia."

"Olivia?"

Oscar seemed to have calmed down, and brought black tea and cookies to Violet.

"Olivia...is my daughter."

"After my wife died, my daughter and I moved here. I thought she would be sad and lonely after losing her mother, but she didn't, or didn't show it. She will also help me with a lot of things and work hard for me."

Oscar's tone was unknowingly full of sadness.

"What she likes the most is this umbrella and the waterfowl by the lake. Every time she sees a waterfowl flying over the lake, spreading its wings and tapping the lake water, she will tell me, that's great...I want to too Crossing this lake, stepping on the golden fallen leaves, with the help of the wind, spread a pair of white wings, at this moment..."

"I'll let you see it later."

Hearing what his daughter said to him, although it was just a dream in the heart of a child, Oscar faced the lake, and he seemed to really believe that one day, someone would realize this dream. Spread your white wings, step on the lake on the golden road made of fallen leaves, and walk towards home.

"Spread your wings and step across the lake."

Oscar continued.

"Later, God took her away from me. Maybe I was not qualified enough to let the angels stay for me. But... I want to ask God, how much more he wants to take away from me Things, why, even the last sliver of hope, should be taken away from me, why should everything be taken away from me."

Oscar murmured with tears in his eyes.

"I see."

Oscar was stunned by Violet's sudden words. He raised his head and looked at the doll in front of him. At this moment, a line of tears flowed down Violet's fair face.

Puppet, can shed tears?

"Being separated from the person you cherish, and never seeing him again, this feeling...how lonely and uncomfortable. I understand..."

Violet tightly held the emerald brooch on her chest, raised her mechanical arm, and wiped her tears away.

"I beg you, please, please make Oliver and everyone happy."

"Write the ending of this play, let Oliver go home, spread her wings, go home!"

Hearing Violet's words, Oscar chuckled.

"It feels like an angel, Oliver, just like my daughter."

Violet's hands froze in the air, she spoke slowly.

"Angel? Angel... what is it?"

Oscar seemed to relax, put the blue umbrella in his hand, and stroked it carefully, as if he was comforting his beloved treasure.

"Angel, this term does not have an accurate explanation. People believe that angels are messengers from heaven, guided by God, descending to the mortal world, and bringing people happiness and peace."

Oscar said slowly.

"Although I don't know whether angels really exist, I believe that as long as people still have beautiful yearnings in their hearts, then angels must exist, because they are synonymous with beauty."

"So, since you said that Oliver can bring happiness to people, then Oliver is naturally an angel."

Violet stared across the lake, she was thinking carefully about Oscar's words.

"Angels...are existences that bring happiness to people."

The two of them did not continue to work today. After experiencing this emotional fluctuation, they both need to calm down.

Violet made dinner for Oscar as usual, it was still spaghetti with creamy bacon, although this time it didn't turn into a flatbread, but there were still eggshells inside.

Click...click...click...click...

Oscar would pick and choose at first, but gradually he became numb, and even ate the eggshells and noodles together if he gave up resisting.

"Maybe you can cook something else? I've had pasta cream for ages."

"But sir, this is the meal you requested."

"..."

Oscar feels that Violet's work efficiency and ability are very good, the only small flaw is that she doesn't know how to adapt.Should we say that she is innocent, or that she has no emotions.

"I thought you were a robot before, I'm very sorry."

Oscar had changed his stupid mind since Violet ate normal food last time, but he still cared about Violet's metal arm.

"What's the matter with your hand?"

"I lost my arm during the war. This is a prosthesis given to me by the officer. It is a mechanical prosthesis. It is very strong and reliable. Except for regular maintenance, it will basically not affect my normal life."

"Is it......"

Boom...boom...

It was the knocking sound of this rhythm again, Oscar would hear this sound every day, but recently the white figure seemed to have raised his vigilance, and every time he only put a basket full of food at the door, he never even showed his face.

"Mysterious."

Oscar finished his meal and went back to his room.

Violet opened the door, but there was still only a vegetable basket at the door, leaving her with nothing but loneliness.Violet put the remaining noodles in the pot at the door, and she pressed her face against the handle of the basket again, feeling the temperature above.

"Officer Etil, did you hear that? Today, the master told me the story of an angel."

"The story says that angels are messengers who bring happiness to people."

"During the war, the feeling you brought me, sir, is it happiness?"

"Are you an angel?"

No one responded to Violet, and the warmth still remained on her hand, as if this person hadn't gone far, but no matter how much she looked outside, she still couldn't see the figure she wanted to see.

Darkness enveloped this lonely little house, as if selfishly hiding all the beauty of the day, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the water in the lake slapping the river bank. Violet got up a little disappointed, she had already I haven't seen my boss for a long time.

Just as she turned her head and was about to enter the room, a familiar voice came.

"Violet~"

your future

The moment the voice came to her ears, Violet turned her head as if she had been electrocuted!

"Long...officer..."

The snow-white figure stood in front of her as if appearing out of thin air. Violet trotted towards her officer, raised her hand and locked her firmly in his arms, as if she was afraid that the next moment, she would be the same as the past. Just like a few days ago, when she opened the door, she disappeared without a trace.

"Recently, how is the task going? Is it going well?"

A little out of breath, Adele coughed lightly, and slowly patted Violet's back to calm her emotions.

Looking at the noodles on the ground, Etil suddenly forgot about the mission, picked up the noodles with full of expectation, put it in front of his nose and sniffed the aroma of the food greedily.

"Is this noodle made for me?"

"I made more of the dinner that the master ordered, and I want to give the officer a taste."

Adele who heard this sentence was a little disappointed, but it only lasted for a moment before returning to a state of joy. After all, this was reserved for her.

"You can think of me, thank you..."

I don't know why, this thank you is a bit harsh in Violet's ears, it's obviously a polite term, and she can't tell what's wrong with these two words, but thank you these two words make her feel a little uncomfortable.

This is exactly what it feels like.

Adele happily picked up the noodles, although the eggshells were still stuck on them, but she smiled like a child who got a new toy, so happy, so happy.It seems that what I hold in my hand is something called happiness.

"Delicious, so delicious."

Gobbling up the noodles, Adele's expression of enjoyment was completely different from Oscar's reaction. She chewed the crackling sound of the eggshell, and even Violet, who was sitting next to her, could vaguely hear it.But she didn't seem to care about it, if it wasn't too inelegant, she would even want to lick the plate.

"No one ever cooks for me, even if it's not for me."

Adele looked at Violet, and raised her hand to stroke her head.

"thanks......."

It was these two words again, these two uncomfortable words, Violet felt as if there were two thorns in the bottom of her heart, pricking her again and again.For some reason, these two words added a sense of distance between the two of them. This sense of distance made Violet feel that she might not be able to keep up with the footsteps of the person in front of her.

"Sir, do you...do you know about angels?"

Adele was a little confused, because she never thought that Violet would ask such a question.

"I do not know."

Hearing such an understatement answer, Violet gritted her teeth and said loudly to Adele!

"you......!"

Violet said anxiously.

"The master said that angels are messengers who bring happiness to people! You have brought happiness to the soldiers on the battlefield, to the clients in the post office, to the dolls in the academy, and to me...all of them!"

"You must be an angel! Must be!!!"

Hearing Violet's anxious tone, Adele smiled wryly, stroked Violet's head tenderly, and said softly.

"I didn't do anything, Violet. I'm not an angel, and angels don't exist. She's just a beautiful fantasy in people's hearts."

After hearing the answer, Violet seemed very disappointed. She lowered her head and said nothing, like a wronged kitten.

"Violet~ Be good."

"Look, I don't have angel wings either."

After finishing speaking, Adele slowly got up and stood in front of Violet.

"Is it really that important whether I am an angel?"

Adele leaned down and wanted to kiss Violet's forehead as farewell, but in the end, her lips stopped just a few centimeters from Violet's forehead, and she didn't kiss her until the end.

"Go to rest early, Violet, there is still an entrusted task tomorrow."

Adele didn't move forward until the end, as if restraining herself, she slowly straightened up, with hesitation and a little bit of reluctance in her movements.Unknowingly, she was no longer as close to Violet as she was in the past. She didn't kiss her again, and she didn't take the initiative to hold her. It was as if she was intentionally peeling off the bond between herself and Violet. , Slowly let yourself away from her side, little by little, imperceptibly alienated.

An alienation that Violet would not notice.

"I already knew my ending, Violet."

This sentence made Violet a little confused, but Eddie hugged her head in his arms.

"Sir, I don't understand what you said...I...don't understand..."

"Don't worry, child, don't worry, I have already planned for the future."