Chapter 7 Chapter VII

When the man found the girl, the girl was drying oleanders in a small garden.She held many petals in her hand, put them in a stone mortar, and then she crushed them.He looked at her through the fence outside the garden. She was wearing a violet sleeveless dress he had never seen before. The skirt was made of gauze, translucent, and the hem was trimmed with tiny shells.Her slender arms protruded from the skirt, pounding the petals vigorously.The hair hung down from both sides, shaking gently with her every movement.At this moment, she looked very calm, and he didn't know her at all.It was as if she had been tamed and became docile like an ordinary woman at home.He didn't call her, just looked at her.She picked up the glass and sprayed it, and mixed the clean water inside into the stone mortar.Then

Stir well.The man thought she was going to get her nails painted, but found her walking through a door and coming out with a cat in her arms.The white cat was tied up again by her, with hemp rope wrapped around her body.He noticed that the cat's mouth was open, and it seemed that it could no longer be closed, and red saliva was constantly flowing out, probably because she had pulled out its teeth again.She is still the same, nothing has changed.He sighed.But he thought again, if she really changed within a few days after she came out, then it means that other men can change her, but he can't, wouldn't he be more sad?At this time, he saw her pick up a flat brush that had been prepared by her side, dip it in red oleander juice, and brush it on the cat.She smiled happily again.She became more and more joyful at the cat's whining.In the end the cat turned purple.She untied the hemp rope, and there were still white patterns on the cat's body, so it looked like a thin zebra, a purple-red zebra.He discovered that the cat was in fact incapable of running away.It was limping and tried to escape but fell to the ground.There was still a rope around its neck. The girl grabbed the rope and led the cat away. The cat couldn't stand up at all, and was almost pulled forward by its neck forcefully. The purple-red cat was dying.She walked for a while, went to the table next to her to get her camera, clicked it, and left a permanent commemoration of her masterpiece.

The girl did not deceive the man, she was indeed captured by several boys who were not a few years older than her, and locked up in this garden.But they were not bad to girls, they often came to play with girls, caught cats for girls, picked oleanders, and bought new dresses for girls.The girl is also very happy here, and she is not in a hurry to leave, just waiting for the man to "rescue" her.She should be very confident about this, she knew that the man would definitely come back to rescue her. The man meets the boys.paid.Lead the girl away.The man turned around and saw that the boys threw the cat left over from the girl's play into a well.He heard a bang, and could imagine that the clear well water immediately mixed with the purple flower juice... He looked at the girl, who walked in front as if nothing had happened. .

He takes the girl home and life goes on as usual. However, this is just the beginning.The girl started running away from home constantly.Always just bring her red shoes and camera.He began to feel that this was some coincidence of temperament between her and her mother.If this can be regarded as her inexhaustible pursuit of art, then she does have a tireless spirit of exploration.Men often wake up in the morning to find that the girl is gone.She also stopped leaving him notes.But he knew she would write soon.She still has that flat tone, and she still won't forget to play a game with him, not revealing her whereabouts, but just letting him look for them.Each time, he can only receive one photo.In the photo are her red shoes.Either on the creamy white sand, or in front of a sculpture, or completely clueless, in a messy bazaar.He has to look carefully and search patiently.And sometimes it will bring him new troubles.She killed the priceless peacock in the zoo and asked him to pay for it; she went to gamble and owed a huge debt...

Men can only accept tasks constantly.And his killer company has of course noticed his aging - he is no longer fit to be a killer.So they stopped sending him new assignments.But he kept asking for it, and finally, he started to leave his killer company, and went directly to contact with his employer, and he started robbing the killer company's business in this way. He was already insane, when he desperately needed to find her.Only in this way can he get enough money, which is the basis for him to find her.Every time it happened, he went to the girl with a kraft paper envelope full of money in his arms.According to the clues in the photos, search like the most brilliant detectives to solve a case.He was exhausted every time he found her, but what he saw was a girl full of energy and life.The girl must be doing well, mostly with some men who "take care" of her.But she played her own, lost herself in the game she had created.In fact, there is no one else in her world, and it is always her own self-entertainment.She took her camera and made pictures of increasingly weird things.Dead peacocks with their feathers plucked, hedgehogs covered in peacock feathers, and naked men climbing trees in formation.Every time he went through all kinds of hardships to find her and bring her back, although he knew that she would run out again soon, this process was still important to him.Apart from looking for her, what else is left in his life now.

He especially cherished the few days when she was at home.He likes to be in front of her every day.He no longer looked at her with scruples.She changes clothes, she showers. That day the girl saw him watching her taking a bath, so she asked him to go in.He was with her in the cramped bathroom.He looked so closely at the girl's body.He stretched out his hand tremblingly, touching the scar.That was the imprint he had left on the girl, and it was the proof.He thought maybe this was the fateful arrangement, he gave her this scar that almost killed her, but what she gave back to him was a kind of endless traction, he would follow her and take out everything he had Come and give her.He touched the scar, and after so many years, it became smoother and smoother, as warm as a piece of soap in the palm of his hand.But it is also slipping from the palm of the hand like soap.

He finally shed tears. He knew that his health was getting worse, and long-distance travel was almost impossible for him.He hoped she would never go again.Yet he knew it was impossible for her.He thought, when he led the girl over the walls of the orphanage, he secretly swore in his heart that he would give her freedom, at least, even if he couldn't give her anything else, at least he would give her freedom.So he won't trap her, he is willing to see her flying around like a butterfly, although it brings him a lot of pain. Then, he thought, let him die by her hands.This may be the perfect ending.He was the murderer who killed her mother.What he has been doing to her may be a return, so let's make this return complete, and he will give her his life back.So he said to her:

Do you know that I actually killed your mother.I also shot the wound on your body.The man finally plucked up the courage to speak.He went to his room and got the gun for her: You can kill me, right now. The girl nodded: I know, I remember. The man was stunned.The man asked: Don't you hate me?Why don't you take revenge on me? The girl said lightly: "You can do whatever I want you to do. Isn't it too easy to get revenge on you?"Not exciting at all.No surprises.I'm not interested in such things. How sad.She knew everything, but she couldn't give him even a little bit of hatred.She refused to give any affection, it was such a determination.

The man cried and said: You kill me.This torture can end. The girl shook her head coldly: But I don't want to do that.I'm not interested in that.She turned and left, leaving the man kneeling on the cold floor with his gun.