I've been deeply sickened by it since I came into this world.The stupid goldfish are spitting bubbles in the fish tank of the world, one of the slightly better brothers ignores me, and the other ignores me after having a mentally handicapped good friend.

When the world became interesting and life became colorful, it was after a person named Christina Holmes was born.

Christina is my sister, my only sister.I realized she was different when she was just a month or so old.But this is out of my consideration, because she is much cuter than Mike and Charlie.

Reese is the cutest little sister in the world (///▽///)!

none of them!

On December 1991, 12, right after her third birthday, I felt something was wrong.

Reese began to become more and more silent and quiet.She would stay in the bedroom all day long, shutting the door and seeing no one, and eating very little food.I'm very worried about her, very much.

One day at noon, the FBI quietly appeared at the gate of Musgrave Manor, and I suddenly panicked.

When that FBI pointed the gun at Christina, I was so angry that I wanted to kill.Reese gave me a reassuring smile, and called out a cappuccino—I knew it was her artificial intelligence, and that mediocrity Mycroft thought it was a code word.Then the FBI was shot, so fast that I didn't even know it.

But it also made me realize:

Reese wasn't the little girl who needed Rose's comfort.

I am very sad, but also very relieved.

"What are you thinking?" Mycroft asked me, coming out of the house and running to the river.He looks like he's gained another pound.

"Oh, it's nothing." I replied, my eyes drifting through the layers of sunset in the sky.The sunset glow is as gorgeous as a peony blooming, the heat waves that rise and fall from time to time, the little sparks, and the fierce and monstrous fire light all fill the dome in the dusk. "Tell me, what happened to Reese..."

"She's fine." Mycroft patted my shoulder and comforted me cautiously, "Hannibal Lecter's case has been solved by her, and she will be back soon."

—and was sent to Sherringford.

"I don't want to leave her alone." I said softly.Mycroft was puzzled.His brows were tightly furrowed, and he never seemed to relax. "so..."

I quietly clenched the hand on the side of my leg into a fist, pursed my lips and revealed a kind smile.Mycroft took a few steps back, and got into the black car that had been waiting by the side.

Ross, will always be with Reese.

I turned my head and looked at Musgrave, the manor that carried our three years of memories.

Good bye my friend.

I reached into the icy cold stream, picked up a stone at the bottom of the stream, and then threw it into the blue waves of the distant water.Behind me, there are layers of flames, and the flames are sweeping across the entire manor, and the heat waves are rolling in, as if to engulf all living beings.

"Hahaha——" I covered half of my face, leaving only tears in my eyes. "Haha..." The laughter gradually disappeared.

Mycroft grabbed my tie, disbelief and anger in his eyes.Looking at his distorted face, I just smiled and smiled again.

Shrrinford

Mycroft put his phone down on the coffee table and looked at me.He is growing.

"Christina has something to tell you." As he spoke, he took out a voice recorder. "But before that, let me say something—Christina chose to be imprisoned in Sherring Fulton because of the burning of Musgrave Manor."

"Oulos, I didn't think you would do this." Then, he clicked on the recorder.

"...You ruined it all, Oros Holmes. We live for ourselves." Christina's voice was calm, but my hand was shaking constantly.She continued, "Don't be too persistent, you should have a better future than me."

The voice disappeared.

I felt that the world in front of me collapsed, and my heart seemed to be cut off.The world around me was abnormally cold, my pupils dilated, and I fell powerlessly on the sofa.

My heart hurts.

The author has something to say:

I think the control of the characters is still a bit weird...

Such Christina actually lost control of her emotions, and she shouldn't blame Oulos, of course Oulos is also at fault.

They are not emotionless people, they just hide too deeply.

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