this damn love

The next day was Monday. The whole family went to work and went to school. Soon there were only Lilian and the nanny Andy left in the family.

Lilian is six years old. She was supposed to be in elementary school, but because of her autism, she can't communicate with others, so she can only stay at home all day, and Andy will watch over her.

Andy will take Lilian to the restaurant after lunch is ready. She is an ordinary-looking woman in her fifties. She usually has a straight face and few words, but she is still loyal to the family.

The two finished their lunch in silence, and Andy took Lilian back to her room, handed him a glass of water and a few pills, "Take it."

Lilian took the medicine with a blank expression, returned the quilt to her, and lay down obediently.

Andy's eyes softened, and he covered her with the quilt, "Go to sleep." But his tone was stiff, as if he couldn't be gentle with her.

Seeing Lilian close her eyes as usual, the warmth on her face was fleeting, then she walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

The sound of footsteps gradually went down, Lilian opened her eyes and got up, spread her palms, opened her mouth to spit out a few pills, and skillfully stuffed them into the soil of a small potted plant on the windowsill.

On the first day she came here, she took the medicine that was said to be used to treat autism, but she fell into a coma all afternoon, thinking that it contained certain sedative ingredients.

Naturally, she would not continue to take it anymore, and every time she threw the medicine into her mouth in front of Andy, actually pressed it under her tongue, and waited until the other party left before spitting it out.

Thinking of Andy's expression just now, Lilian touched her face and asked herself. Even her hard-hearted, selfish and cold temper couldn't help but soften her heart a little when faced with such a cute and angelic child.

But when Andy faced her, his whole body was awkward.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not only Andy who is said to have served in this family for more than ten years, but also Kate and Blake.Everyone looked like they wanted to get close to her but didn't know how to face her.

She thought it was because they blamed themselves for not taking good care of her so that she became autistic, but after observation later, if they blamed themselves, they should treat her better, but they did not have as much contact with her as possible. touch.

There must be something hidden in it.

There was a slight TV sound downstairs, and Lilian slipped out of the room barefoot.

Every afternoon after she took the medicine and fell asleep, Andy would watch TV in the living room downstairs.Lilian tiptoed to East's room and gently unlocked the door.

The habit of this family is that the rooms will not be locked. On the first night when East came to sleep, he locked the door of his own room. Kate talked to her many times about this, and she finally had to compromise. The door was not locked.

However, Lilian didn't believe that East really just opened the door wide without making any preparations.

Walking in and closing the door carefully, she looked around.

At first glance, the room is very clean, everything is neatly arranged, and every book is placed on the shelf according to the strict classification method. Most of the books are literature and art books, and there are few children's books. Nothing like a kid's room.

The second thing that catches your attention is the mural on the wall next to the bed.

The entire wall was painted by East himself, and there were only a few monotonously painted tall black clock towers standing there. The bright sunlight happened to come in from the opened curtains, and the clock towers falling on the wall had a strange and sacred beauty. , as if the holy light shines on the earth from the top of the tower.And Easter likes to read the Bible on weekdays, and this painting can be said to be her work full of respect.When the painting was finished, she invited the whole family to watch it, and everyone (except Lilian) was amazed by her whimsy.

But... the corners of Lilian's mouth curled up slightly, believing that Easter would admire the Bible, just like believing that the Haomeng people are really cute as their name suggests, it's unbelievable.

She leaned closer to the mural, because the side of the bed could not be touched directly, so she simply climbed onto the bed carefully, stretched out her fingers close to the wall, and touched the wall.

It seems to be an oil painting, but the light-colored background seems to be painted with other paints, and the feel is different.

She couldn't tell the difference just by looking at it with naked eyes. Lilian rubbed her thumb and forefinger carefully, and Lilian stared at the halo cast on the top of the clock tower in thought. Location.

"Oh..." In the quiet room, a chuckle suddenly sounded, "So that's how it is." Lilian turned her head to stare at the mural, her eyes sparkling.

She climbed out of bed, tidied the creases of the bed, went to the window, tried not to make a sound, and drew the curtains lightly.

East's room was transformed into half a studio and a piano room at her request, so the door was soundproofed and the curtains were added with blackout cloth.

As Lilian drew the curtains little by little, the darkness swallowed the light. At the same time, the room that was supposed to be invisible had another strange light source.

--The mural that was originally full of peace and holy light has become a hell on earth.

"It's... a genius." Lilian couldn't help admiring, tilting her head, looking at the paintings that East was proud of with great interest.

This is actually a luminous painting, which looks normal on the surface, but once it is in the dark, the part painted with luminous paint will be revealed.

There are many human-shaped corpses in several bell towers, those who are torn apart and hanged on the top of the towers. The various ways of death are vividly depicted, and the purple flames are burning like they are about to spread from the murals.

--The world in the painting is really a purgatory on earth.

And such a painting full of violence, blood, and irony, Lilian knew the mental state of the owner reflected in it at a glance.

"What should I do, I'm a little bit reluctant." Lilian sighed, Easter made her feel very interesting, and wanted to keep it for a while longer.

With the curtains drawn, the whole room returned to its previous sunny and warm appearance.

Lilian continued to look through East's things.

She was extremely careful, so she discovered that every drawer of East contained a strand of her long hair.

"Amazing!" Lilian picked up a strand of chestnut hair and praised sincerely.It has to be said that East's anti-reconnaissance awareness is really high.If you change to someone who is more careless, it will be easily exposed.

She looked through the drawers, and there was nothing in it except some stationery.

Lilian was not surprised, it would be strange if she found the so-called diary.

After flipping through the drawer, she put the hair back one by one as it was.

Then searched elsewhere, but found nothing.

East is really too shrewd, and she is also very paranoid about being persecuted. She obviously didn't leave any suspicious clues, but she was so vigilant.

--And this just proves that she does have a dark secret.

Lilian returned empty-handed, more excited than disappointed, her eyes were as bright as stars.

more and more interesting.

After leaving East's room, Lilian sneaked into her parents' room.

The whole family lived on the second floor of the villa, and the parents' room was on the right side of the corridor. After entering, Lilian went straight to the desk and turned on the laptop.

There is no computer in her room, so she can only borrow Kate's.

There was no password set on the computer, so Lilian opened the homepage and began to search for information about East.

There is one with the same name, but when you click on the pictures and information, it doesn’t match the name of East.

Searching the orphanage where East was adopted, the information about East that came out was almost the same as what his parents told.

He is an orphan from Russia. He not only speaks Russian well, but also speaks English very fluently. He is good at painting and piano...

Wait, Lilian suddenly remembered something.

When they brought East back home, their parents happily told how they met and talked with East in front of her and the nanny Andy.

Among them, Kate said that East has no surname but only a first name, which means that she has been in an orphanage since she was born.

But the information also said that she came from Russia. From this point of view, the place where East was born should be a Russian orphanage.

In this case, why did she leave the original orphanage, and why did she appear in the United States on the other side of the ocean?

She found the contact information of the person in charge of the orphanage, and sent an email in the name of looking for someone.

Some clues were given in the email, such as maturity that does not match the age, coming from Russia, and the tie around the neck refused to be removed no matter what...

I believe the person in charge of the orphanage will know who it is at a glance.

There was no reply for a while, and Lilian was not in a hurry. After clearing the browsing history, she turned off the computer and wanted to leave the room, but suddenly stopped when she was about to leave.

She had never been to her parents' room before, and her focus was on East, but she ignored it for a while.

She returned to the room and began to search carefully.

The room was neat and tidy, always cleaned by Andy.And Lilian did find something—

It was a picture frame that Kate treasured under the pillow.

The exquisite photo frame is a family portrait. The young and handsome Blake has a long-lost smile on his face, and the beautiful Kate is holding a two-year-old child. A girl about seven or eight years old is standing in front of them, wearing a In a beautiful princess dress, she grinned openly, revealing her missing front teeth, and smiled brightly.

As if her heart was pounded by a drum, Lilian was stunned for a moment, tears burst out unexpectedly, and the photos blurred into one piece in her field of vision.

She didn't think of the original owner's lost memory, crying was just the instinct of the body, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

She clenched her clothes tightly, her heart throbbing with sadness.

The girl standing in front of her parents in the photo should be her older sister.

But she had never heard anyone mention it, and there was no such girl in her memory.

A 2-year-old child should be able to remember things, but he has no memory at all.

Is the girl dead, or...?