Death of the Villain

The title of "Memory Master" comes from her photographic memory, and she is sure that she is not mistaken in what she sees or remembers.

The illusionist was very tired. She didn't want to refute, but no matter how tired she was, she had to fulfill her villain's duties: "Su Mali, how dare you slander me, get out!"

"It's just a servant who died." The second wife finally spoke, "It doesn't matter how he died, don't hurt the harmony of our family."

The grandma in the wheelchair murmured to herself: "Eat, eat..."

"Grandma didn't have enough breakfast, I'll go and continue eating with her."

The memory artist found an excuse to push her grandmother out of the garden. She had a bold guess about the housekeeper's death.

There is no left-handed murderer, nor the servants of the Third Young Master. The butler used up the three failed chances of the villain and was controlled by an unknown force to commit suicide.

He held the weapon in his right hand and stabbed it into his left eye socket. Before he died, he regained control of his body and jumped from the second floor, leaving behind bloody words to warn other villains.

The castle-like villa was empty. The illusionist pushed grandma back to the restaurant in silence.

The butler brought a dish and enthusiastically announced the name of the dish: "This dish is called Golden Soup with Jade Grains and Phoenix Dance. Please enjoy it slowly."

When the lid of the plate was opened, two bowls of braised chicken rice were displayed inside.

The illusionist watched the naming expert bow and leave with admiration, and picked up a piece of chicken for grandma.

Grandma ate the meat with a smile: "Even if the ginger in the braised chicken is disguised to look like potatoes, it will still be recognized when you eat it."

The illusionist looked up suddenly. Grandma still looked like she was suffering from Alzheimer's disease, and her previous words seemed to be unintentional.

"But Jiang doesn't want to be eaten."

“Ginger has no memory, so how does it know whether it wants to be eaten or not?” Grandma swallowed the chicken.

The illusionist pushed the bowl away and returned to the bedroom. She had already understood that today was actually the second day of the real and fake daughter.

She failed three times yesterday and had her memory wiped out. She died once like the butler, and when she woke up today, she had no memory of what happened yesterday.

With the last red heart on his head, the Memory Master sat at his desk, recording what happened today.

Suddenly, a maid's voice came from behind her: "Second Miss, what are you doing?"

"I'm...writing a novel."

The Memory Master added the title at the beginning:

Chapter 1. My name is Su the villain

She hid the novel in a drawer and decided to write a perfect ending for the story.

In the study, the master and Su Jieke were discussing something, and Su Mali sat on the side uncomfortably.

The master called the illusionist over and said, "You came just in time. I want to cancel your engagement with Su Jieke."

Su Jieke said apologetically: "Paipai, you are a good person. But you are not a child of the Su family, so I have to marry Mary."

Su Mali rushed over and hugged the illusionist's hand: "Sister, this is not my plan! I came to join this family, not to destroy it!"

The elder brother rushed to the master and said, "I want to report my stepmother for having an affair and defiling the family home. This crime is unforgivable."

The younger brother slammed the table and said, "The family rules are strict. Don't lie."

The second wife who was eavesdropping in the corner knelt before the master like a tiger descending from the mountain:

"Master, Paipai is your biological daughter! I had an affair with the housekeeper out of confusion and forged a paternity test to deceive him!"

Su Jieke looked at Mary, who was about to cry, with a lonely look: "I want to marry you not only because you are the daughter of the Su family, don't you understand my feelings?"

Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, and Sumali cried: "Jack, I understand. But I already have someone else in my heart. That year, when the apricot blossoms were drizzling, I met a boy by the lake..."

"It's you! The boy by the lake is me!"

The wife on the other side was also crying: "Master, please consider how much I have sacrificed for this family..."

In the chaos, the illusionist calmly walked past everyone, took down the decorative machete on the wall, and slashed at Sumali.

An unsharpened ornament couldn't kill anyone, but the Memory Master got what she wanted.

The ceiling chandelier suddenly fell down and hit her head.

Before she died, she heard Sumali's heart-wrenching cry: "Don't die, sister..."

Didn't the real daughter want to kill the fake daughter? Why did Mary cry so sadly?

The question was not answered, and the illusionist's consciousness sank into the deep sea.

The fairy tale can only come to an end after the villain dies.

......

The player, Memory Master, woke up from a 108-square-meter European-style bed.

She searched the drawer and found a novel with only the first chapter. The novel began:

[When you see the first chapter, you have already died twice. The death of the villain cannot end the story. Don't try again. This stupid world is "her" toy. Your life and death depends on "her" thoughts. ]

After quickly reading it, the illusionist discovered that today's second rule was different from what was recorded in the novel.

2. In the fairy tale, Cinderella and her sisters competed to be the prince's lover, but the prince had to marry Cinderella.

Will the rules change? The Memory Master wrote his doubts as the second chapter of the novel.

She made a copy of the novel, left the original in a drawer, and put the copy in a sealed bag and hid it in the toilet tank.

The illusionist went downstairs for breakfast and saw a family that was even more chaotic than her nightmare.

The master asked: "Butler, what is today's schedule?"

"You have made an appointment with a fashion consultant to come to your home/service to prepare a dress for tomorrow's banquet."

After reading the first chapter of the novel, the Memory Master has become a qualified villain. She doesn't even give her brothers a chance to defeat her.

"Some people don't need formal wear and are only fit to beg on the streets."

Su Mali threw herself into Su Jieke's arms with grievance, and the illusionist felt that he had succeeded.

Then a red heart quickly cracked, and the smile on the Memory Master's face froze.

The brothers vied with each other to express their disdain for Su Mali. The master's Alzheimer's disease recurred and he asked the housekeeper for the name of the second young lady.

The illusionist looked at Mary in Su Jack's arms and suddenly understood the second rule that had been modified.

"Who allowed you to lie in his arms? He is my fiancé!"

The second red heart that was about to break was saved, and the Memory Master breathed a sigh of relief.

Sumali's eyes were filled with tears: "Sister, listen to me, I know you love him, but I love him too..."

Breakfast ended in a commotion as the Su family's clothing consultant directed three trucks to bring in a bunch of high-end dresses.

"What kind of party will be held tomorrow?" the Memory Master asked the butler.

"It's a banquet related to Master Jack's business. It is said that Master Jack will introduce his fiancée at the banquet."

It means that you might change your fiancée.

The memory master first set a small goal for himself, to at least live until dinner time today.

Soon, she no longer had the energy to achieve her goal, as the corseted waist of her European-style dress made it hard for her to breathe.

She didn't even know how the second red heart broke. She could only vaguely see Sumali running towards her in panic, holding up her skirt.

Before he fainted, the illusionist was thinking: Let Sumali be the fiancée, after all, Sumali can run with a corset and a 2-meter skirt...

After the Memory Master woke up from her coma, Su Mali, who was beside her bed, handed her a glass of water and said, "Sister, are you okay? I was so worried when I saw you fainted."

After drinking the water in one breath, the illusionist lay flat on the bed, with her hands crossed on her abdomen. Her expression was extremely peaceful:

"Please, I'm going to quit this relationship and you two can be together. You're not the third party, I'm the third party. I must have killed someone in my previous life, so I'm interfering with your relationship in this life."

"Don't invite me to your wedding. I'll just silently bless you. If you want advice, I only have one piece of advice for you, which is don't break up with this man."

"I'm going to believe in Buddhism, or in God. Good deeds in this life will bring blessings in the next life. This is all I can rely on to enlighten myself now..."

Su Mali's tears started to flow again: "Sister, what are you talking about in a relationship? How can you let a third party in? It's more important for the three of us to live a good life."

Tears fell on the quilt, and the illusionist closed his eyes with a kind smile, ready to face the endless darkness.

However, nothing happened. The illusionist opened his eyes and saw the red heart in the upper right corner, standing still.

She sat up suddenly and almost knocked Sumali, who was crying on her, off.

He clearly violated the rules in person and didn't compete with Sumali for Su Jack, so why didn't the last red heart break?

The illusionist wanted to record her new discovery, so she unceremoniously ordered her to leave: "Mary, get out of my room."

"But this is my room."

"What about my room? Who put me in your room?"

A hazy and sweet smile appeared on Sumali's face: "Of course it's my love."

The Memory Master jumped out of bed and ran, and had to take some time to get the novel out of the water tank to continue writing.

She only hated that the Su family’s house was too big. After a burst of running, she rushed into the second young lady’s bedroom. Fortunately, she was not too late.

Su Jieke stood in front of the desk with the drawer wide open, holding a novel, and smiled at her gently.

The illusionist looked at her fiancé breathlessly, and raised a sweet smile with a face similar to Sumali: "Dear, what are you looking for?"

"Looking for the story I wrote for you before."

Su Jieke's voice is deep and magnetic. He stands there gracefully, the template of every girl's lover.

"What's that story, dear? Tell it again. Did you tell it to my sister too?"

The Memory Master said this in the worst possible voice without violating the rules. The culprit of the game was right in front of her.

"My dear, you made Sumali fall madly in love with you. The maid is also yours. She told you that the novel is hidden here. You can even change the rules and want me to fall in love with you too. What is your purpose?"

"Let me tell you a story." Putting down the novel in his hand, Su Jieke slowly began to tell the story.

[Once upon a time there was a person who was emotionally stable and indifferent to everything. This was not because she was cold or absolutely rational.

It's not exactly true, but it's pretty close to the truth, just because she lives with another emotion besides love and hate.

The hobby of the God of Death is to collect love and hate. He wanders around like a dragon looking for gold coins.

But our protagonist has remained calm. When Death releases his dogs to hunt love and hate, she always passes by the three hounds.

Death knew her, and she knew Death. She walked the same path over and over again, and gradually became tired of it.

She seeks Death to end her endless life, but the hound always eludes her.

Death was waiting for her, and she was also waiting for death. But there was neither love nor hatred in her heart.

"The story is over." The illusionist's lover said softly, "Is it time for you to go?"

The illusionist couldn't utter a word as her lover stabbed her chest with a sharp kitchen knife.

She struggled to utter a few words: "My...novel."

"You won't have the chance to continue writing." Her lover whispered in her ear, "Don't love me or hate me, death will eventually abandon you."