[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"come in."

That is the person who has recited silently in his heart thousands of times, wishing he could dream of it every time, his voice is deep and beautiful like a high-end viola.

Maybe she's just hallucinating again.

She smiled and was about to leave, but was blocked by two tall men getting out of the car.

They "invited" her into the car.

Maybe it's not a dream?

Alice twisted her thigh subconsciously. It was fleshless, but it hurt.

"Mycroft?"

"Ah."

He stared ahead and replied coldly, he didn't look happy, but it was worth mentioning that he lost a lot of weight.

"you lost weight."

He turned his head and glanced at her, and said, "Yes."

……

"Where are we going?"

"London."

Alice said a little excitedly, "I...I won't go back."

Only then did Mycroft face up to this younger sister, who was as troublesome as Sherlock. He never thought that she would learn to be bad. You must know that in order to set an example in front of her, he didn't even smoke a cigarette. , As a result, he can eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble.

"You are really good."

"But I think you have no right to negotiate with me now, Miss Alice Holmes."

Mycroft looked at her coldly, his eyes were so indifferent that there was no warmth at all, full of coldness and indifference, Alice instantly understood that he was angry.

"Mycroft...I won't go back."

Alice softened her voice, and said pleadingly, "Mike, McGee, McGee~"

Mycroft swallowed unnaturally, still looking haughty and cold.

"If you can detox yourself."

The atmosphere was a little cold, and the temperature seemed to have dropped below zero, so Alice was still stunned.

"You know it all."

"I was shocked by the news."

"……I know."

Alice bit her lip, lowered her head, and tears rolled down her cheeks involuntarily.

The car is still running smoothly.

"But I don't want to go back to London, please~"

"Why don't you want to go back to London."

With his icy hands, he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Alice's eyes, and a trace of strangeness flashed across his indifferent eyes.

"I'll quit, please."

Alice watched the Mercedes-Benz slowly stop next to a helicopter, and said a little excitedly.

Mycroft said seriously: "You need treatment, Alice."

"I know, but I don't want to go back to London, you know, I don't want to go back."

The gray sky slowly brightened, and the sun gradually rose from the east, exuding dazzling light and gentle temperature.

"This is your last chance, Alice, don't let me down."

Alice lowered her head, listening to the sound of the helicopter engine with weak eyes, she squatted silently on the ground.

I never thought that I loved someone so much, and suddenly I realized that everything I did, good, bad, and worse, was just to get that person's attention, whether you hate it or like it.

I thought I could give up on him, but I can't.

My brother is a politician, he is very rational, he can always analyze a matter thoroughly, but he never actually understands me, maybe he knows, but he can’t give it.

So I walked up the thorns, and I began to torture myself, and I also tortured him.

He has a sweet tooth so I do too, he always wears a traditional suit so I like to wear very ladylike skirts, although denim and shorts allow me to stretch my body better, but a gentleman and a lady don't go together oh.

He is fat, but still handsome.

He lost weight, that's good, too fat is not good for health.

He said, Alice, I am very disappointed in you.

So what to do, I'm so scared, don't be disappointed in me, okay?

I thought so in my heart, but I didn't say it, what kind of feeling it was.

He traveled all the way from London to China to find me, so I must be a very important person, right?I am complacent about it, but love seems to be a consumable, it will become less and less, is he getting impatient too?

"Mycroft, I'm going to quit drugs, but I don't want to go back to London."

Alice really did that in the following days. She bought timed handcuffs, handcuffed herself in her small room, and told herself desperately to persist and quit.

What kind of mood was that? Just because of that person, she wanted to quit.

She trapped herself on the bed again and again, with a big piece of bread in her mouth, timed handcuffs, an empty room, bursts of screaming, with madness, pain, failure again and again, each time will be better than the last time .

She ate a lot of sweets and drank white wine and foreign wine to numb her pain, and then kept spitting out those things.

What a disgusting feeling.

Trembling and pain, she couldn't stop her hands at all. Sometimes, she felt like she was going to die. She was trembling, but she still took out the syringe, watched the liquid, and injected it into her body bit by bit. Slowly, the left ventricle The blood flowed to the right atrium and circulated like this, breathing oxygen in big mouthfuls.

There are physical tears in the corners of my eyes, this week has been difficult and failed.

In the second week, she locked herself in the room without anything. The drug addiction made her scratch her throat, sometimes hallucinations, and sometimes gibberish.

Until the end, she passed out.

Alice was sent to the hospital. She didn't know who found her. You must know that she locked the door tightly. She couldn't get in from the outside and couldn't get out from the inside. But she was sent to the hospital. to him.

He looked a little tired, constantly rubbing his fragile temples, standing in the direction of the backlight, he looked very tall, with broad and powerful shoulders, and a neat suit... He really lost a lot of weight, at least the last time he was in coffee I lost a lot of weight in the living room.

Although there may still be some fat around the waist, the overall appearance looks extremely healthy.

Alice wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything. She swallowed and said slowly, "You..."

The hoarse voice made her startled.

"Have a good rest, I decided to take you back to London."

Alice shook her head desperately, but what she got was his cold eyes.

"I was wrong."

With a hoarse voice, every word and every sentence seems to use the huge strength of the whole body.

"You have to go back."

She felt that her mind was in a daze, as if there were countless flies hovering around, disturbing her.

She understands that her situation is very dangerous, if it goes on like this...but she doesn't want to go back to London at all, is this the bottom line?

Isn't it because she doesn't want to go back to London for the hard work of the past month? What is she doing when she goes back?See him and his fiancee love each other?

"Let me go back, it is better to let me die."

With a sound of "pa~", the loud slap was unexpectedly loud in the empty ward, and Alice stared blankly at McCoff's cold eyes, stunned for a moment.

She gently caressed her face, it was hot, and somehow... embarrassing.

Alice yelled angrily, "Why did you hit me?"

"I think I have the right to teach a lesson to a sister who is not worthy of me."

"I'm not poisoned, Mycroft, I can control myself."

"But obviously you can't control it." Mycroft looked meaningfully at the girl who was as pale as a piece of white paper, and sighed leisurely.

"I don't always understand you."

"Oh, you only need to understand the British Empire."

"Look, Mycroft, my mind is clear, I don't look like a drug addict, I'm fine, so back to London..."

Alice said to herself, and she talked more for a while, and she didn't see the excitement, grief and anger just now. She was like a machine that operated all the year round, and it seemed to be up and down.

"do you hate me?"

"What do you mean? You don't love me or what?"

Apparently there are various reactions to drug use. Her mood changes quickly. She is agitated for a while, and feels tired for a while. Sometimes she wants to talk, and sometimes her mind is like a mess. Unexpectedly, Alice smiled mockingly, stroked her face that had been beaten, and seemed to calm down a lot for a while.

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone for so long."

"Come on, Mycroft, your time is always given to the British government. Either you are busy monitoring the Intelligence Agency or the CIA. Which prince has an affair or which president takes office? Those are all people who can shake three times in this world. You need to participate in everything, and a word can trigger a world war."

"What am I? Just a vagrant of the bottom class?"

Alice smiled exaggeratedly. She looked into those light-colored eyes, and gradually stopped and said, "You are not wrong, it was me who was wrong."

She began to become dazed again. Looking at him, she felt that her eyelids were a little heavy, and her eyes gradually became dull.

"Do you know? I remember a lot of things. The pain now is really painful. The pain in the past is hard to let go, and the pain in the future hasn't come yet."

"Why was I sent to a mental hospital in the first place?"

"Because I killed someone, brother."

The black pupils stared blankly at the front, and the hoarse voice seemed to be recalling something. It seemed that she was not her at this time, but a little girl from more than ten years ago.

"I'm stupid, I dare not make friends with them, I'm stupider than Sherlock..."

Her language is a bit messy, and she can vaguely know some words and phrases from it.

"I need you Mycroft, he's gone to school, he's got new friends, he's wearing a nice little suit every day, like a little grownup."

"I don't like that guy, I want to kill him, he said that Mycroft is a weird guy scarier than Sherlock, he deliberately teased him, but Mycroft quickly retaliated back, that man was afraid Extremely."

"Those people... have an expression on the surface and an expression on the back. I hate them."

"So... I killed them, right?"

There seemed to be something more in Alice's dazed expression.

"No, it's because they kidnapped Mycroft, so I was angry, and I wanted them to die...then, they died." A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Alice's mouth.

"All dead."

"I'm the only one left."