[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

Although she had roughly guessed who the other party was in her heart, she still said sullenly, "Who are you?"

There was a slight hoarseness in the weak voice, maybe because she hadn't eaten, she didn't have the strength to speak at all, she didn't even dare to sleep, she just squinted for a while.

"Your brother, Mycroft Holmes."

In the dimly lit room, Alice couldn't see McCoff's expression at all, but his voice was very soft, which made her involuntarily feel affectionate or wanting to rely on her in a vulnerable state at the moment, or maybe it was just Because the upright gentleman in front of her is a relative of her body.

"So, sir, why are you here?" She continued sullenly, with a strong nasal cavity, even a little out of breath.

"For you, my dear sister."

"We need to talk." Mycroft stood up, holding a small black umbrella, and looked down at Alice lying on the bed.

"You should be busy."

"A lot of things really can't do without me."

After a long silence, Alice subconsciously wanted to keep Mycroft back when she saw McCoff turned his head.

She looked at the black silhouette of Mycroft in some confusion, and said, "So you are leaving?"

With a thoughtful expression, you don't know what he is thinking at all, but after only a second of hesitation, he replied: "Although I really want to talk to you, but dear Alice, you need to eat first."

Mycroft went to the window and opened the curtain, the room suddenly became brighter, Alice's eyes were pierced a little uncomfortable, it took a while to get used to it.

Ten minutes later, Mycroft walked in with what could be called an exquisite food box: "Japanese sushi, you should like it.

Alice didn't answer Mycroft's words, and McCoff was not annoyed, and gave her the cloth dish calmly.

If his subordinates were here, they would point to Mycroft and say righteously, this gentleman must be pretending to be the head of our MI[-].

An extremely intelligent mind, a pair of keen eyes to observe things, and an almost ruthless heart, always maintain a calm appearance. In a sense, he is the British government, and this is what people think of. his evaluation.

And Mycroft never cared what others thought of him.

It seems that as a central figure who can represent the British government, what he does is just a job for a living.

Alice swallowed her saliva, and ate the lunch box under McCoff's nose, even though she didn't know why she was so obedient, but when this man walked into her, she felt very safe and very Don't worry, it's probably the blood bond of this body.

After all, there is something convincing about Mycroft's temperament alone.

"You are so skinny."

"It's fine if you're not fat." Alice subconsciously glanced at the fat on the other's cheek, and McCoff immediately understood what she meant.

"I've been so busy I haven't had time to lose weight."

"I guess you must be eating too much, sir."

"You can call me Mycroft, or brother." McCoff frowned.

"Mike?" Alice smiled.

The man sincerely suggested: "McCoff would be better."

"Mycroft."

"Ok?"

"Mycroft."

"what?"

"Oh, I just wanted to call you." Alice pretended to be enlightened, stuck out her tongue playfully, and became much more energetic.

McCoff looked deeply at the girl in front of him, and gently covered her with a blanket.

"I'm sorry for being so late to see you, but..."

"So you're leaving?" Alice asked again when Mycroft got up.

"Yes."

Alice put down the fork in her hand and fell silent.

"I want to stay with you, though I don't know why."

Alice looked into McCoff's iron-gray eyes and said slowly, her hand tightly grasped the foot of the quilt, and a trace of fatigue flashed in her eyes.

Alice's complexion is pale because she hasn't seen the sun for many years. Her dark circles are so deep that it almost seems to be painted with black colored pencils. The perennial mental illness makes her look very thin, and she will fly away when the wind blows. of.It made him realize that he seemed to have neglected this relative who needed to be taken care of by himself a little too much.

"Little Alice, you need treatment now, but I promise that I will pick you up when your condition improves."

"Promise me, you'll be fine, right?" Light gray eyes looked into hers.

Mycroft tried to make his voice more friendly. The doctor said that she seemed to be very insecure, so he tried to be softer so as not to make her feel conflicted.

Looking at the faint disappointment on her face, Mycroft suddenly felt a little distressed, her sister shouldn't stay in this kind of place.

"Sorry, Alice," said Mycroft.

He looked deeply at Alice, got up, and strode out of the ward.

"Adjust all the monitoring levels of Alice Holmes to level A." Mycroft said lightly.

"Yes, sir." The woman in a skirt standing beside responded, then lowered her head and continued to play with her BlackBerry, followed by the Mercedes.

This is the third time I have come to the hospital this month, and I opened the ward 1302 anxiously with messy steps.

"It's the third time! Don't play this kind of game again, Alice." Mycroft's trouser legs were a little wet from the rain, and his cuffs were a little messy. With a dusty look, he gritted his teeth and looked at the petite person in front of him.

Alice curled her lips indifferently: "So you're blaming me? Mycroft...uh, Mago?"

McCoff didn't sit down, he straightened his somewhat messy suit.

"To be honest, I'm more worried about you than blaming you, especially when I heard the doctor say that you broke the chandelier and cut yourself with the shards." After speaking, he glanced at the place where the new chandelier had been replaced.

"I like the sound of Didi, the bright color of blood, it stimulates my brain..." Mycroft's face became darker.

"But look, it's already bandaged." Alice didn't notice McCoff's displeasure at all, and dangled her tied mummy's arm in front of McCoff's eyes as if she had found a treasure, with a courteous expression on her face. It seems to say to him, praise me quickly.

"Tell me why Alice, and how to stop this stupid game." McCaw rubbed his temples, thinking that maybe even his hairline should be wiped out after a while.

"Didn't you install surveillance? You know what I want, Mycroft." Alice grinned and said, her pale skin looked a little scary.

She would always look out the window in a daze involuntarily, and would suddenly do something strange, even hurt herself, because she knew that those people would report what she did to McCoff.

She was like a bad child trying to attract the attention of adults. Seeing McCoff rushing to the hospital in a panic, she was a little happy, as if her prank had succeeded.

Alice never cared about being hurt or dying. Although she still hated her father in her previous life, she still loved him deeply, even though she had forgotten why she hated and loved him.

In fact, she had forgotten what he looked like, the color of his eyes.

She felt lonely, a deep loneliness that radiated from her bones all the time.

When she saw the appearance of Mycroft, her mood was contradictory and longing. She was like a person who couldn't swim, wanting to cling to the reed above, but longing for no more pain and no more struggle.

Sometimes she feels that she is the Alice of this world, and sometimes she feels that she is still the scary Alice.

Maybe now she has become a real psycho?

"I, want, want, go, go." She said these words one by one, as if she was completing a sacred mission.

McCoff looked deeply at the stubborn and distressed girl in front of him.Suddenly, he seemed to see the once eight-year-old child, standing on the fence on the roof of the building, holding the fence tightly with her arms, while he was standing on the other side of the balcony.

"Oh, Alice, what have you done?"

Her eye sockets were flushed by the wind, and her thin body seemed to fall down at any moment, with a confused look on her face.

Everyone can point a gun at her.

She just stood there like anything in the world could knock her down.

The wind was still howling.

"I promise you."

Alice didn't seem to react. She thought that he would not be such a person who compromised so easily. He was the kind of person who always looked calm and threatened others calmly. Perhaps threatening others and eating Breakfast is no different.

"I thought you wouldn't be the type to submit to threats."

Alice froze for a moment.

In fact, apart from the faint dark circles under her eyes and the ugly bandages on her hands, her condition is much better than in her previous life.

"You should have the entire British government in your heart. Listen to the dean and the others say that you are a very powerful government official."

Alice was talking to herself, while carefully observing the man in front of her who represented the British government, trying to find clues from his face that he might be planning some kind of conspiracy.

She is always so unable to trust others, the more easily she gets, the more uneasy she feels.

"But your loss would break my heart."

Those light-colored eyes seemed to contain too many emotions, but Alice at the time couldn't understand it.

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