Violet Eternal Garden Angel and Auto Memo Doll

"If the person you loved in the past is in front of you now, would you still love her?"

Etil was silent for a long time, and said to Jessica.

"Can love, can't love, care about the past, don't care about the past, ups and downs, I can't predict what will happen, I can't know what I will be like in the future, so this question, maybe the future I can answer you."

Jessica watched Adele skillfully washing the dishes, and said slowly.

"I suppose you used to love her very much."

Eddie replied.

"Love or not love has become a thing of the past. But... I believe. If there is such a one in ten thousand possibility, she gave up everything in Leiden and came to me. Then, I might soften my heart Bar"

"Let time and fate ravage me, I will never compromise my yearning for love. Work hard, search, discover, and never give in."

Adele cleaned up the dishes on the table.

"We don't know what the future will be like. All we can do is to cherish the present, eat well, and live well. Simple things are good."

At this moment, Violet wandered the streets as if she had lost her soul. At this moment, she was so distraught that the most extravagant wish in her heart was to be hugged by Eddie again.

Even if it's just once, it's okay to let her die even after hugging her.

The mermaid in the sea looked up at the blue sky, how she wished that the beautiful dream had really happened, even if she had to exchange her life for it.

Although the road under your feet seems to be an endless corridor, after all, it will come to an end.Violet stood at the door of the client's house. She took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions.An automatic memo doll cannot bring its own emotions to the client. This is the professionalism of the craftsman, and it is also the rule that excellent dolls must abide by.

With Adele not around, Violet must grow up, must grow up, must grow up...

The hand that was about to knock on the wooden door hung in the air, and Violet froze, as if frozen.

"But when I grow up, who else can I protect..."

No one can touch her head, praise her, encourage her...

Obviously the difference is only a few meters, but it seems that the distance between the blue sky and the sea is unreachable.

"An angel who falls in love with a mermaid can fall into the deep sea for the sake of the mermaid, but a mermaid who falls in love with an angel doesn't even have the option to leave the water for the angel."

Violet finally knocked on the door of the wooden house. Love is such a complicated emotion. After going through so many things, Violet engraved every delicate emotion in her heart, hoping that she could keep accumulating feelings. My heart, one day it will be able to bloom beautiful flowers.

"As long as the guests need it, they can arrive anywhere. I am the automatic note doll service."

"Violet Evergarden."

At this time, a young man was sitting on the bed. He looked like he was nine or ten years old. He was holding a newspaper in his hand and wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses. He looked like a mature person who did not match his age.

"Hello, Miss Doll, it's really hard for you to come here from such a far place."

Facing such a polite boy, Violet put the suitcase aside and spoke slowly.

"Because we are automatic memory dolls, we will go to the ends of the world."

The young man took off his glasses and looked Violet up and down. At this time, the rain on Violet's body was still wet and looked wet, but it didn't affect her delicate clothes and beautiful face. Beautiful things, even Even wet, but still beautiful.

"It looks so young, it should not be much older than me, can you really?"

Violet bowed her head to the boy.

"I will definitely do my best."

At this time, the sound of the key opening the door broke the conversation between the two. The sound of the key being inserted into the lock came from outside the door. The boy immediately signaled Violet to hide. Violet reacted quickly and took the suitcase in an instant. Crouching on the ground, he rolled over and hid under the bed within a few milliseconds.

"Yuris, we're back."

The voice of the middle-aged woman, the footsteps of the man, and the joyful sound of the child, Violet analyzed, it might be the parents of the boy who came back. As for why she didn’t want them to know that she came here as a ghostwriter, Violet Erlit didn't think much about it.

"elder brother!"

The child's cheerful voice came to the boy's bed along with the bouncing footsteps. In order not to be discovered, Violet simply raised her hand and grabbed the bed board, letting herself hang under the bed board.

"Brother, I took a newly bought picture book, and I'll read it to you!"

At this time, the boy's father came to the bedside, put the cooked soup on the bedside table, and asked with concern.

"Youris, how do you feel today? Are you feeling better?"

The boy on the hospital bed seemed a little impatient.

"Don't ask me the same question every day..."

"I had three operations in half a year, and I was lying in bed for a whole year. How could I be fine..."

The boy put the album next to the boy named Uris, as if he couldn't wait to read it to him, but because of Violet's presence, Uris was a little rude and refused the boy's approach.

"I'm very uncomfortable now, you guys go and send my brother to school! I don't want to listen to any picture books either!"

Hearing these words, the little boy's eyes immediately became moist, and he choked up with tears. The two middle-aged couples couldn't help sighing when they saw Yuris like this.

"Then let's take your brother to school first... You take care of yourself and remember to finish the soup."

As the door closed, Yuris finally seemed unable to hold back the grievance in his heart. He kept wiping away his tears and said to the door.

"sorry......"

Violet, who was hiding under the bed, heard all this clearly. The boy's condition seemed to be not optimistic. Thinking of the disease, Violet couldn't help but think of the figure in the wheelchair who accompanied her through the darkness. The figure of the years.

"May I come out, please..."

"Master..."

the meaning of love

"Just call me Uris."

The boy sat up, his frail body showing a sickly sense of powerlessness.The nine-year-old boy supported his body that was on the verge of collapse, and tried his best to pretend to be relaxed.

After going through so much, Violet saw the shadow of Adele from the young man. She was tortured by the illness, but she still held on, but her past self believed that the other party would be fine. Among them, watching the other party gradually wither and die.Seeing the young man in front of her, Violet felt an indescribable sense of guilt in her heart. Seeing him struggling, she really wanted to do something for him within her power.

The past has left regrets, and now, I only hope to do what I can do my best.

"Master Uris, do you like butterflies?"

Looking at the photo frames around the room, there are some butterfly materials and specimens on them. Every butterfly seems to retain the most beautiful posture in life, and it is always fixed in the photo frame. It can be regarded as after going to heaven. Leave your most beautiful memories in the world.

"Ah."

The young man looked at Violet. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful person, just like seeing a beautiful butterfly. He looked at Violet's perfect golden hair and the hair that fluttered in the hair. Between, bright red satin.He likes bright colors, which must be one of the reasons why he likes butterflies.

"I don't want my parents...and my brother to know what I want to write."

The young man looked out the window, and from his eyes, Violet could see his longing for freedom and the outside world.

"I know my physical condition, I can't last long."

"I hope that after I leave, they can read the letter I wrote, and in this way, I will be satisfied."

Violet's pupils shrank unconsciously, she stared out of the window, remembering the letters she had received.

"I think, at this last moment in the world, don't hide anything, and tell the one you love everything you want to say, so that you won't have any regrets."

"The living people must think so."

The young man looked at Violet, the extremely clear eyes of the doll reflected the incomparably deep blue, which made him feel that what Violet said was sincere.

"Why do you feel that way?"

"because....."

Violet covered her collar with her hand, stroking the badge of the automatic memory doll that belonged to Adele.

"I have also received such a letter..."

"Written by someone I love dearly."

The boy looked at Violet and said in a questioning tone.

"what is love?"

Violet sat by the boy's bed, covered him with the quilt, and said softly.

"There are too many definitions of love, and everyone has their own definition and interpretation of love."

"And for me, love is companionship."

"Love is teaching."

"Love is devotion."

"Love is letting go."

"In the most fragile and dark times, love is the power to accompany you. After being hit by ignorance and reality, love is the focus of patient teaching. When you can't do anything and can't take care of yourself, love is every meal, Every hug, every devotion to shelter from the wind and rain."

Violet took a deep breath, with tears in her eyes.

"Love is the willingness to let go when stepping out of the abyss and seeing the avenue leading to the light."

"These were all taught to me by that person."

After the young man heard this, his eyes also showed sadness, as if at this moment, he thought of his parents and younger brother.

"I'm sorry to remind you of the sad things in the past, presumably...the person you love deeply..."

Violet nodded.

"She did leave me. Everyone wanted me to think that she was dead, and I thought so at first..."

As the sun rose, it was already afternoon. The young man picked up the hot soup on the bedside table. He couldn't drink much because he was weak, so he could only put a few drops of the soup into his mouth to taste their taste.

"This box... contains all my money. Look, how many letters can I write?"

Violet took the box. With her strengthened arms, she seemed unable to feel the weight of the box. There was the sound of coins colliding inside. When she opened the box, she found that there were about three hundred coss inside, which was about fifteen booleans.

"With this money...you can write about sixty characters."

......

Uris looked at Violet with a disappointed face.

"Sixty characters....I can write it myself. I hope that my parents and younger brother can read the letter I write very comfortingly. The kind of letter that feels motivated to live!"

Violet looked at Uris, at the boy's determined gaze.

"Master Uris, why can't you just tell them now?"

"After death, the letter sent again... Really, really..."

A line of clear tears fell from Violet's eyes.

"It's really, it's so heartbreaking..."

At this time, in the medical station, Etil kept adjusting his mechanical arm, opening, clenching, opening, and clenching.

As a doctor, the hand holding the scalpel must be as steady as Mount Tai. During the process of performing some precise operations, a slight change in the strength of the hand may cause massive bleeding or even more serious consequences. Etil is currently facing This kind of problem.

As a right-handed woman, the importance of her right hand can be imagined, but it is really difficult to control the strength of this mechanical arm, which is really a big blow to the doctor.

"It seems..."

Putting down the scalpel feebly, Etil smiled wryly, looking at his bulky right arm, thoughtful.

"As a doctor, I'm afraid I'm not qualified."

Picking up an acorn and playing with it, Etil sighed, because she couldn't perform the operation, she was in a depressed mood. As a surgeon, being unable to perform the operation was simply a disaster.

"How's Violet doing lately..."

Etil gradually realized that what he said about no preference, no exceptions, seemed like a joke.

Because now, I am still thinking about Violet, yes, I love so deeply, how can I forget it so easily.Adele closed her eyes, she remembered that at the end of the war, Violet stood in front of Hawkins. At that time, everyone didn't bear so many things in their hearts, so deep, it was the original and the most beautiful appearance at that time .

"I would like to know!"

"what is love....."

"I would like to know."

terrible disease

"Sorry... Violet."

Uris lowered his head.

"I have heard my mother tell a lot of fairy tales, some picture books, and some imaginations about a better future since I was a child."