[Tutor] Mr. Arnold, hello

She has been in a coma for four full days, and Arnold still remembers her expression last time, with her eyes closed and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

He happened to pass by this village, and everything was so coincidental. He saw a group of people gathering and burning a young girl. After inquiring, he found out that they were following the village's long-standing custom of burning witches to death.This was indeed very popular in the Middle Ages, but in Britain, this custom is almost rare, and it can only prove that the residents here moved here from other places. Not only that, but they often do some things that violate human rights. It not only tramples on human dignity, but also violates social morality and law.He brought those people to justice, and then he saw the girl who was still smiling in the raging flames.

She stabbed him once, to escape.He also thought about giving up on tracing her whereabouts, but the person who controlled her life did not appear.She couldn't die yet, so he saved her, all out of business.

Really?

Maurer glanced at Arnold, then shook his head and sighed, then pushed the wheelchair out.Arnold was left here alone. Dodo’s feet were severely burned, and she was unconscious when she was brought back. Fortunately, with the help of Maurer’s medicine, she can now sleep peacefully. It would take extra care, but luckily no bones were hurt.

Because of inhaling too much smoke, she also fell into a severe coma. Moreover, she had been treated inhumanely before, and her body was quite weak.

A person with multiple fractures and internal organs bleeding due to strong blows should have been unable to survive, but she held back, and it seemed that she had a strong desire to survive.But at this moment, her wound was inflamed and had a high fever due to the severe injury. If the temperature did not drop, she would soon die in her sleep.Arnold even felt that he shouldn't save her back?Otherwise, these pains cannot be borne by one person.

He couldn't imagine how she was treated.

In the end, he put the book she was carrying with him on the bedside table, then turned around and left the room. When he closed the door, everything returned to its original state, and nothing existed anymore.

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"Mr. Arnold, Madam is awake." The maid's voice was devoid of warmth, and Arnold's eyes flashed a complex meaning, then nodded, then put down the documents in his hand, stood up, and walked to the room where Dodo was.

When he came to the door where she was, he paused, then held the doorknob with his big hand, and when he turned it, a familiar smell came towards him, and then he saw Duoduo lying on the bed with a calm expression on his face, like It was a newborn child who opened her eyes to see this world, a world that made her despair but also like it.Arnold walked over, stood by the bed, and stretched out his hand to check the temperature on her forehead. Although the temperature hadn't completely dropped, her face was a little rosier than before.

There were traces of wound treatment on his face, and there was a strange feeling in the air, which was very quiet.

For the first time, Arnold broke the silence, "Ian, where is it?"

She didn't intend to reply, and the deep and pleasant voice like a cello sounded in the room again, "You know Ian, right." This is not a questioning tone, but an affirmative tone.

She still had that indifferent look, as if everything had nothing to do with her. Her eyes were not pure azure blue, but partly black, making them look cloudy.

That room was just the beginning.

She no longer wants to be the same as before, it's ridiculous to live like that.

At this moment, she sat up suddenly, then turned her head to look at the bedside table, where a dagger was placed on top of the book.

She picked up the dagger with trembling hands, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, Chiguo's feet stepped on the soft blanket, and then shook her body, as if she was about to leave.

Arnold looked at her without saying a word.

At this moment, Dodo walked to the door, but because of the pain and weakness in her body, she fell to the ground.

Arnold stood behind her, and then she held the door and stood up tremblingly, covering her stomach with one hand. She felt that her internal organs were about to be smashed, and she frowned.

Seeing her painful posture made him feel a strange suffocation.His heart shrank, he frowned and watched her frail body fall back, so he stretched out his hand to catch her frail body.

He heard her voice, very thin, completely different from before.

"I'm going to Japan to find my mother." She looked at Arnold and said, and Arnold looked at the bruises on her face and said nothing.

"No one... can stop me." She held on to Arnold's clothes tightly with one hand, refusing to let go.

"You mean to let me take you there?" Arnold raised the corner of his mouth, and his low voice sounded in the room, and all these made her sound like the dark room, the room filled with the smell of dead bodies.

Heart once again recalled all the feelings at the beginning, she stretched out her hand to cover her ears, shook her head, her pupils shrank, she looked extremely panicked, trembling lightly, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Arnold has been to that room, so he naturally knows how powerful that room is.It seems that something unclean lives there all year round, and the atmosphere there does not allow any normal person to stay for a long time.

But he didn't know why she would change.

"The room, that room told me that death is not terrible." She shook her head, and then continued: "Death is not terrible, but what is terrible is the process of going to death."

Arnold listened to her words quietly, feeling a bitter feeling in his heart again, from the moment she stabbed himself, something has changed silently and subtly.

Then she continued: "Revenant, the women there told me what kind of pain and humiliation they experienced. They fell into hell with twisted souls and horrible sins, and were swallowed by the flames of hell..." It is impossible for witches to exist in this world, and those so-called "witches" are nothing but human desires.They are the products of desire, and they are the victims of "desire", corpses leading to hell, and they will never be liberated.

During this, she was tortured mentally. From the wailing and resentment of those women who died tragically, she felt that she was the same as them and had no choice. As Arnold said, she never had that Qualifications are optional.Whether it's in the slums or the free body now, she can't escape everything.When she killed her father, she also betrayed her identity in the slums. What she did to escape Arnold a while ago, she knew it would happen because it was a necessary way for her to be free.So no matter who imprisoned her, she would escape. No matter what time, she was like the clouds in the sky, unrestrained, and nothing could restrain her.

"Ian, tell me, what does this person have to do with you?" Arnold asked in a low voice, while Dodo smiled mockingly, unwilling to speak again.

At this moment, she suddenly went limp and passed out.

On the other hand, Arnold picked her up with a complex expression, then placed the unconscious Dodo on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and left again.

She has been refusing to reveal her relationship with Ian, and the dagger in her hand is evidence of her relationship with Ian.

If he doesn't believe it, he won't be able to find any evidence.

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Death is coming step by step.

Duo Duo was walking under the dark sky, surrounded by dead bodies, her complexion was as pale as paper, her expression was twisted to the extreme, and she stood barefoot in the dirty puddle infested with fly maggots, calmly looking at the surrounding everything.

Is this a dream, or reality?

She couldn't tell, and then she felt murderous.

The scene changed suddenly, and she was caught in the middle of several people, and soon she found herself lying naked on the cold floor, with extremely cold tiles behind her, and the air was filled with the smell of rot and blood. .

A bright dagger appeared, it was her own dagger, and a silvery white light flashed across her cheek, she swallowed her saliva.Seeing the eerie smiles on the faces of those men, her body trembled, every cell in her body was terrified.

Soon, the cold knife was pressed against his neck and slowly moved upwards.

When she came to her temple, she narrowed her eyes, and the knife stabbed into...

Pull it out again.The red blood mixed with an unknown liquid slid down the blade, dripping onto the clean ground bit by bit.

Her eyes shrank and her mouth opened.

"Ah—" Duo Duo, who was lying on the bed, screamed suddenly, breaking the tranquility of the morning.

She opened her eyes abruptly, her pupils shrinking.

The maid standing outside immediately opened the door and checked the situation inside.And Arnold also entered the room after hearing the sound. At this moment, Dodo was still screaming.

Even though his voice was hoarse, he still screamed because of the extreme fright.

At this moment, Arnold strode to the bedside, reached her neck with one hand, then held her head with the other, and she fell silent.

Arnold lifted her up, Dodo leaned in his arms docilely, and then tightly grasped Arnold's shirt with both hands, unwilling to let go.

After screaming, she fell into a coma again.

For the next three days, she would wake up with nightmares almost every morning, and then scream.

Arnold moved the items needed for his office to her living room to check her situation, while Maurer wanted to take care of her during the period, but was also blocked. Except for necessary people, no one else was allowed to enter this room. house.

The doctor told Arnold that Dodo suffered from a hidden mental illness, perhaps because she was exhausted physically and mentally due to her absence for many days.

On this day, Dodo was still screaming, and Arnold quickly walked to her bedside as usual, helped her up, and let her continue to sleep in his arms.However, she did not fall asleep, but clinging to his clothes and weeping loudly, the fear of many days turned into big tears, which could not be stopped.

Arnold looked at her thin back quietly, and raised his hand, trying to caress her back, but found that his hand seemed to be fixed, and he couldn't move it.

Dodo's heart-piercing cries continued intermittently, and finally she stretched out her arms to hold Arnold, crying while talking.

"Arnold...Arnold...Arnold..." She called his name over and over again.

In the end, he stretched out his hand to caress her back, only to realize that she had become thinner, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He had never felt the indescribable feeling.

"I was killed... just now I was killed..." She cried, sobbing, "Death is not terrible... terrible..."

"It's a process." He continued her words, calmly, and his voice was still so pleasant.

She froze for a moment and cried more tears.

"I really... want to see my mother... before I die..." Her only wish was that.

"I'm afraid that after I die... there will be nothing..."

Her voice was hoarse, but it involved a strange feeling.

Arnold had never felt such a feeling. His heart seemed to be held by something, and with a sudden force, the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

He didn't understand what it felt like.

And Dodo continued to cry, her voice was so sad.

She pressed her face against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Finally, crying, crying, she fell asleep.

Arnold put her back on the bed again, covered her with the quilt, and was taken aback when his hand slid across her cheek.

Immediately, she gently wiped away the wet tears on her cheeks, and then turned around.

Has changed, something.

Did he feel it?

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