- Doctor, tell me, what am I different from her? After all, what am I lacking?
She looked at me, as if waiting. But I didn't have any answer. Finally, she pursed her lips and smiled.- That's all of my story. The story of a no-being-loved one.- So, the first condition, you pity me, quickly think of a way to reincarnate me, okay? - She said. I surprisingly raised my head.Perhaps because she spoke out about the burdens in heart, her health was also improved, she seemed to be more and more comfortable. Every day, she whispered in my ear, saying half-true and half-false words:
- Doctor, I'm not an expert, but seems that you want to make a national reconciliation, doesn't it? Are you sure you understood the customer's request?- I did some online research about your clinic. Do you know why he chose this clinic?- This place is very famous for the treatments, which break the rule, in both good and bad meaning, almost like following the customer's request, regardless of the principals.- He doesn't need you to treat me, he doesn't need you to determine right and wrong, he just needs you to get rid of me. If you don't believe, just clarify with him.Actually, I did go to ask him.- Mr. Lewis, do you wanna try talking to her?- I don't want. Doctor, don't be swayed by her. How cunning, cruel and aggressive she is, I have already told you.- You have heard the other person's story, should listen to this person's story to have a more objective judgment...- I don't need you to be objective! - He interrupted me, stated:- Doctor, I'm sorry that maybe I didn't make it clear. It's nothing you need to judge, don't be confused by her. I just want you to get rid of her as soon as possible!Well, again, she guessed right.- Doctor, have you met her? - She suddenly asked.
- Not yet.- Not yet? I've been here for a month to recuperate, most of the time you've been here, and you haven't been able to see her? - She asked a bit skeptically.- You are the first one to know whether she appeared, aren't you?- I do not know. There are times when she came when I was sleeping. There are times we moved back and forth very quickly, yet I am not very keen on time. Well, can you help me ask if anyone has seen anything?- Okay, but I don't think it's possible. I'm here all the time, but you guys... as long as you two don't make a big move, no one will notice.- Big move, just like me on that crazy day, right? - She joked.- It's over, don't keep it in your heart for so long.- Don't be worry, I didn't mean anything when saying that. But it's quite weird, she had never been absent for so long. Or is she really dead? Being comatose? Nope... certainly not. I'm alive, how could she die? She probably doesn't want to see you, doc. Fear of being caught by you. - She mumbled.- Or maybe she's afraid of pain, dare not come out. - She added.- Ah, I see, she knows you want to unify us, so she definitely won't show up, see what you can do? – She kept talking continously.- Doctor, I know you are planning for a unity. But now, even if she doesn't assassinate me, I still hate her. This body is like an outfit that I have to share with someone I hate, it's so frustrating that drives me mad. Could you just let me take off this uncomfortable clothes and take a shower?
- Doctor, I'm thingking about everything today. Perhaps she didn't know about the child, it's all just a misunderstanding. She's not a nice person, but she loves him too. Moreover, she's the person he loves.
So, don't consider unified treatment anymore. Definitely give me a happy death, the earlier my death is, the sooner my reincarnation is, right?- Doctor, today I surfed the internet for fortune-telling, they said next life I will be a super star as well as a rich lady, having a harem of three thousand handsome guys. Please, I don't wanna miss that awesome chance. Next life, I'll repay you, okay?
- Doctor, I', very happy that you believe in me. But if you're on my side, you should also watch everything from my perspective. I'm not loved, not happy, but forced to be here, seeing them happy, isn't it too cruel?
- So what if...- Doctor, do you know, from the customer's point of view, you are really unreliable? – She laughed teasingly. But the smile quickly withdrew, she looked at me as if trying to control her temperature and said:- Do you want me to pretend to be someone else for the rest of my life? In your eyes, I am that cowardly?- Doctor, look at me.
- What for?- Just look!I had to follow her saying, raise my head and look at her from top to bottom, from left to right, from inside to outside. Nothing special, I oddly asked:- What's weird?- Aren't you a woman? How can you not recognize? – She narrowed her eyes and said again and again – I specially put on light makeup today, put on a light dress woven from the sun, is it extremely beautiful?- ... - That kind of saying was so boring that I didn't even bother to disagree anymore.- Doctor, a beautiful and good-natured girl like me, doesn't deserve to have a clean and intact existence for myself?Day after day, she tried numerous ways, from seducing to threatening, from begging to ordering, from flattery to scolding, from reasoning analysing to talking nonsense. Talking so much that made me dizzy and had a headache, finally, I had to surrender to agree.
Yet to the very end she still said a lot:- I've just thought, my story is not so tragic. He doesn't love me, not ever. It's just a coincidence that the person he loves resides in my body. All is my misunderstanding and greed myself. Actually everything is fair, she stole my body, but I stole his love from her. She hates me, just like I hate her, everyone fights for their own love, can't say who's right and who's wrong. So just finish it all.Forget it, thank you, and goodbye. - The girl smiled softly, quietly closed her eyes. Finally leave my ears alone.The sunlight through the window shone on the light yellow chiffon dress, created an illusion of transparency. She slept for a long time, and I felt like along with the sunshine of the end of the day, her soul turned into sunlight, gradually disappeared from the horizon. A gentle breeze blew, the curtains fluttered, when those eyes opened again, it has been a stranger.Since then, it's been five years.
But today, also in the light of sunset, that man appeared in front of me again.“This lamp, some people say it is a wish-fulfilling magic lamp, others say it is just an old, useless lamp. Miracle or not, is from the heart of each person.”The magic lamp was inherently a fantasy. And yet this person didn't even add any magic to convince people to buy.It's even more absurd that I bought it. Rubbing all sorts of things doesn't make any move, it's a scam. In times of dire straits, people do illogical things. Not because of faith, just because of hope. Clinging to hope, even if it's something illusory, is better than despair.I stared blankly out of the old glass window in front of me, at the branches that protruded from my withered body.The bell woke me up from my wandering thoughts. It's time now.I walked down the street with my cano, looking at the dry roots of despair that surrounded them.There is no one who does not have, more or less, no matter what expression they are showing on their faces, happy or sad, laughi
The first time I smelled it, I thought it was a pleasant scent. A soft, warm, pungent, slightly acidic scent that drifts in the wind. It is unlike any perfume in the world, very natural, easy to make people relax, also very familiar.Maybe it was the scent of the Rain God. Every time it rains, that scent comes. On the street, in the supermarket, in the bookstore, in the coffee shop, at home, that gentle scent pervades every corner of my world.But on a white rainy day, when icy water molecules wafting through the air amplified that scent, it started to make me feel uneasy. On the old stone stairs, in the midst of a crowd of colorful umbrellas, as soon as that very light scent passed, I was pushed back by a hand. That hand was very hot. I tumbled downhill. I hugged my head and rolled on each slick, sharp, cold, visceral visceral like being crushed by a roller, and in the afterglow, I still saw that red umbrella upstream, quickly leaving my sight. . My head is buzzing every
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- Hello, congratulations on passing the psychological and general health test. The Experiment will start at 00:00 on November 7 and end at 00:00 on November 17. Press the “2” key if you decide to continue participating in the Experiment.- Beep.- Please enter the address, at 22:00 on November 6, our car will pick you up to the experimental site.----------- Welcome to the Depression Experiment, with the aim of developing an application to experience depression to sympathize and find solutions to treat and motivate patients.The experiment will last for ten days, you will play the role of a depressed patient living in her situation, experiencing ten depressive symptoms in turn. Please note:First, the patient's life can be extremely difficult and paranormal, due to the heavy effects of depression and hallucinations. The experimenter will have to deal with an intense desire to commit suicide.Two, the experimental world can provide extr
Okay, I count from five to one, wake up.Five…Four…Three…Two…One…Cup.I opened my eyes again and was met with bright hazel eyes. It took a few seconds to remember that he wasn't Rio, or at least, not the genius scientist Rio. He is a psychologist who commented that I should see a doctor in my Reddit post, who told my story to Thang, and co-ordinator of treatment. It seems that they are still very close, before he vehemently accused me of intentionally killing Thang (I don't have any memory of it, only heard from them), but now he is trying to convince convince the police that a mental patient like me would not be held criminally responsible by my full treatment notes and numerous recordings. Obviously, Thang had secretly recorded it. Every moment he and I are together. Even though I knew it, I was still a little flustered. Oh, medical. Neurologist, psychiatrist, psychologist. Their academic network is huge. Big but tight.Rio got into some trouble for no
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