cat nine

Chapter 3 The Free Fantasy Trap

My eyes are like bugs, not only stinging, but also itchy.I think I am a little old, and my body is full of fatigue.

My third mission is inside the prison.

His news was quite sensational. A professor of an institution of higher learning insulted a female student, causing the latter to commit suicide by jumping off a building.I don't know why, the target of the mission is such a villain, don't even think about whether I will be disgusted when I perform the mission?

I'm a cat, so I shouldn't suffer from Stockholm Syndrome, right?Why do I not think he is a bad person after continuous contact?Is he acting too good, or am I just a bad cat?

In prison, Lao Ma likes to read, practice calligraphy and read newspapers.Whenever he meets a text he likes, he always reads it aloud, and the people next door always laugh at him with obscene language, and he just pretends that he can't hear it.

Every night, the old horse began to cry, not howling, but whimpering, like a child.He suppressed his voice and made a whining sound worse than that of a duck. Anyone who heard it felt like a dilapidated musical instrument was played by a blind person.

When he cries, I cry with him, right outside his window.I screamed as loudly as he cried.I always feel that he is wronged, but I think he is pretending to be wronged, he is a scum.

"Old Ma, after you get down, apologize to the little girl." Today is the day of execution, lethal injection.I think he is a man of culture, and he would definitely not choose to be shot.If such a valuable mind of his bursts open...

The slender needle tube made my fur almost explode. I don't know what it feels like to have those liquids swimming in my body.I only saw the old horse's skin and flesh suddenly become loose and stiff, and his head trembled slightly, like a person who got an electric shock.

I heard someone calling him a pervert, someone greeting the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, and someone cursing his descendants.I think, if I were an individual, I would definitely start scolding too.Unfortunately, I am not.

Look at me, old horse, you just have to look into my eyes.The old horse seemed to have heard my call, and aimed at my light golden eyes one second before the eyes lost all light.

"Old horse, what is your last wish?"

"Please forgive me, I am innocent, I love her."

I'm stunned?who is she?That female student?

Lao Ma, formerly known as Ma Liangcai, is a professor of Chinese language and literature at a university. He is popular for his humorous teaching methods.He had a wife and a daughter, both of whose parents were healthy and long-lived.He is the pillar of the family, a good son, a good husband, and a good father. The three good names are like three mountains that weigh him down.

He fell in love with a female college student.She is the champion of the debate competition. She always has a confident look and an elegant posture in every debate, fluently looking for every flaw of the opponent one by one.Ma Liangcai wouldn't be so excited even watching a football game. He fell in love with such a strong female student.

In his eyes, her boldness and pride are what he doesn't have.She is like a bird in the sky, free and unrestrained, and her smile has no burden.At the same time, she is also powerful.

"Teacher, do you like me, or the freedom in my eyes?" the female student asked him with a smile, and he said he liked both.

For the sake of the female student who was illuminated by the light of freedom in front of her, Ma Liang got divorced and gave up her daughter's right to fight.His body was controlled by his spirit, and his soul reshaped another kind of sublime to lure him to the bottom of the well.

The female student was surprised by Ma Liangcai's series of operations. Of course, she was moved and accepted the professor's pursuit.

No one knew that this professor had already gone mad.He found that the female student's debates were becoming more and more dishonorable. When she failed, Ma Liang felt ashamed, and even showed disgust in his expression.

"Ma Liangcai, you've changed. Or, you've always been pretending."

"Obviously you have changed! When I chase you, you are always the most dazzling. Unrestrained, free, I just like that feeling!"

"Oh, you are a madman!"

Later, Ma Liangcai repeatedly mentally humiliated female students, and he gained a sense of freedom and indulgence from himself.He finally got what he wanted, he was happy, and he didn't have to suppress himself anymore.

He thought he was truly free.This kind of freedom confines him in a deep dark well. As long as he emits a little light, he thinks that he has become the sun through cultivation.

The female student committed suicide by jumping off the building. In her last words, Ma Liangcai destroyed her body and spirit.Ma Liangcai was imprisoned and sentenced to death.

My throat was a little thirsty, and with a mournful howl, I opened the underground door.My voice guides the way forward for the relevant people, but no one comes.

Now that I have accepted the task, I can only bite the bullet and go on.I left the ground and went to a place called the Underground.

The girl student was found and she met me.

"He said he loved you and he wanted you to know."

"He is a coward. He loves me only because he suffers from his responsibility and the freedom he cannot have. Compared with loving me, he is more jealous of me..."

He finally became his own sun, at the cost of burning everyone around him.His soul has long since collapsed, and the spiritual gap is filled with the taste of freedom, forgetting the weight of his own life.

"My wish..." I returned to his dream, and he stared at me blankly, almost having a seizure.

"First, I can't; second, you don't deserve it."

He is a man, but he wants to be a bird soaring in the sky.The endless freedom is burned, forgetting the mother earth, forgetting the burden of identity, becoming a spiritual puppet without knowing who is controlling it.

As you can see, my third mission fails.

My body seemed to be filled with sand, and my throat felt like it was being baked by the sun, and blood would come out.I wanted to find a mirror and look into my gilt eyes, only to find that I couldn't see anything.

The crowd was bustling, and I didn't know where I was, I only heard the roar of sirens.Pain is just a moment...

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