“Give me the knife, then go to the police station. No matter who asks you, just say it was me who stabbed her while I was helping her with her homework. You were scared, so you ran out to call for help.”
Ah Li's face hurt, and her heart ached. She opened her eyes with difficulty, and through her blurry vision, she saw a woman and a boy standing not far away.
The woman wiped the fingerprints off the fruit knife with a towel, then pushed the boy, telling him to go out first.
The woman also said to the boy, "Remember what I said. No matter who asks you, you must say you don't know. Got it?"
"Um."
The boy was pushed out.
The woman held a knife in her hand and walked towards Ahri.
At this moment, Ah Li felt an indescribable sadness and heartache, making her want to die. She moved her lips and said weakly, "Mom, I am your daughter."
The woman knelt down and reached out to hug her daughter, who was lying on the ground unable to get up and might die. She said, "Good child, you have always been a good child to your mother. Your cousin has a bright future ahead of him... It was your mother who was too impulsive. Your mother shouldn't have let your cousin hit you and say things like 'it would be best if he killed you.' It was your mother's fault. Don't blame your cousin."
Hearing these words, Ah Li felt as if her heart had been torn apart.
The woman's tears fell uncontrollably onto her face. She clapped her hands and touched Ali's face, saying, "Don't be afraid, Mom will be with you."
A sound of a knife piercing flesh rang in Ali's ears. The woman plunged the fruit knife into her own chest, still holding Ali tightly, and said, "Mommy will never hit you or scold you again. Mommy will stay with you and take good care of you."
The next second, darkness descended.
Ahri appeared in the space, and a vicious female supporting character with two scars on her face appeared on the light screen. She looked at Ahri and asked, "Did you see that? Did you feel it?"
Ahri said expressionlessly, "You're amazing, you actually dragged me into your past."
The villainous female supporting character said with empty eyes, "I just wanted you to experience the despair I felt back then, and I also wanted you to know that I wasn't born evil."
“I also know that you will become me, continue living my life, and everyone will treat you as me.”
"so what?"
Before the villainous female supporting character could react, Ahri appeared on the screen, standing beside her and placing her hand on her head, saying, "Why do you still remember something so painful?"
The villainous female supporting character laughed, her hand trembling as she grasped Ahri's hand, a longing for release as if she had been waiting for it for a long time. "Can you let me forget all this? Please."
She wanted to forget her past, to forget her present, and she was also sorry for being born.
A flash of white light, and Ahri erased the person's memory.
The screen in front of me went dark.
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"Hello, here's your lemon tea."
Ahri said to the person who took the milk tea from her, "Welcome to visit again next time."
There's a huge tomato pattern on the employees' uniforms, and two big tomatoes on the signboard.
Ahri, wearing a mask, turned around and continued working.
The original owner was a vicious female supporting character in this world, with two unsightly scars on her face inflicted by her cousin.
Her mother didn't survive, but she did.
The original owner's mother was a "brother-supporting demon".
After she got married, her life improved, and she built a big house. So she brought her younger brother's family over to live with her and her daughter.
She was very strict with the original owner. If the original owner did something wrong, she would either hit or scold her. She would also say from time to time that she wanted to beat the original owner to death, and that she should have never given birth to the original owner because she hated her.
Her cousin, influenced by her upbringing, would frequently beat the original owner of the body. Sometimes, he would even stab her with a sharpened pencil. The black pencil tip would break off and get stuck in her flesh, impossible to remove.
However, every time he hit the original owner, the original owner's mother would say that her cousin was still young and that the hits weren't hard enough, and she would blame the original owner for not running away and for standing there stupidly.
If the original owner ran away, her mother would say, "He wanted to play with you, why did you run away?"
My cousin's parents went to work in another city, so only the original owner's mother, the original owner, and that cousin lived at home.
The original owner had wondered more than once whether she was really her mother's child.
Even after her cousin slashed her face and stabbed her several times, leaving her lying on the ground in a state of unknown life or death, her mother never blamed her cousin; instead, she covered it up for him.
Finally, she died. Her younger brother came back to help with her funeral arrangements, then took her cousin away and never returned.
The room was empty, with only a patch of blackened blood on the floor, two scars on her face, and knife scars on her body.
Neighbors said she angered her mother to death because she was difficult to discipline from a young age, and every time her mother helped her with her homework, the house would be in chaos.
Her father lives in another city and is rarely seen throughout the year. He seems very busy; he only comes back briefly once before leaving again.
The original owner never told anyone that it was her cousin who stabbed her, because her mother wanted to keep it a secret for him, so she did as her mother wished.
She was only thirteen years old that year.
Later, the original owner's grandparents came and took care of him.
Because of the scar on her face and her mother's situation, the original owner of this body had no friends, and the two elderly people were just concerned that she didn't starve to death.
After she went to university, she left that home and started working part-time to save money for plastic surgery.
Later, she heard that live streaming could make money, so she learned to do makeup to cover up the scars on her face so that she wouldn't scare people when she appeared on camera.
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