"You're just like the people in there."
Adele let herself be embraced by Violet, and said slowly.
"Like a loyal dog that has lost its master."
"Without hands, I can't do anything. I have to feed you, bathe you, and sleep with you."
Aidier turned around and slowly took off his turban hat, his snow-white long hair poured down, and Aidier took off his veil again. At this time, there was no need to pretend.
Adele never gave Violet a chance to stare at her face. Now, Violet stared blankly at her chief. She looked stupid. This is the real appearance of an angel, beautiful, innocent dirt.
Perhaps Adele's real appearance was too stunning. For a moment, Violet seemed to forget to speak, forget to think, and forget the joy of reunion. She just looked at Adele like this, as if she was trapped in a cloud, It seems that the poisoning has been deep and it is difficult to extricate themselves.
"Now, you and I are reversed."
"I sat inside with those people, and now, it's you who came to redeem me, Violet."
Adele is slightly taller than Violet. She stared at Violet condescendingly, her eyes lost the warmth and tenderness of the past, and were replaced by arrogance and coldness.
"So, how are you going to redeem everyone..."
"With those letters?"
Adele raised his right hand and slowly stroked Violet's face. Violet felt the hard machine in the other's right hand. It was so cold, terribly cold, as if it hit the heart directly.
Violet's eyes flashed with self-blame, remorse, sadness, joy, and countless emotions intertwined in her complex expression. She gently held Aidier's right hand, and looked at each one made of machines with pity. knuckles.
Seeing Chief Adele, Violet seemed to have forgotten about ghostwriting. She kept touching Adele's hand. She didn't know if she could bring touch to Chief Adele, her hand was too cold .
Violet didn't say anything, she raised Adele's hand and put her index finger in her mouth, hoping that she could give him warmth.
"Violet..."
"Sir, are your hands warm?"
Adele frowned, looking at Violet's appearance, and then she sighed, and slowly relaxed her brows.
"It's warm..."
redeemed by you
"Kamini..."
With a deep sigh, the man turned his head away, he didn't want Kamini to see his red eyes.
"Ugh......"
"You really like automatic memory dolls..."
Looking at the letter in Kamini's hand, the man slowly tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.
To my dear father:
I know that you are a person who is not good at expressing. Your words sound like you are shouting at me and cannot be rebellious, but my daughter knows that your love for her is the most selfless, purest and greatest of.
For so many years, you have separated me from difficulties like a mountain, but my daughter will face difficulties by herself one day, and you can’t always protect her behind her back, so my daughter wants to tell her father that she also has her own choices. life.
No matter what the result is today, my daughter just wants to tell you, father.
i love you dad.
Signed: Kamini Ella Aida.
After reading the letter, the man looked at the business school textbook he prepared for Kamini on the table, and then looked at his daughter, yes, after so many years, this is the first time Kamini told him so firmly , The road I want to choose, even if this road is rough and difficult, but the scenery on the road is something that a businessman like him who has been doing business in Olivanden all his life cannot see.
Slowly picking up the book on business, the man handed the book to Kamini.
"Tomorrow... go and get the tuition refunded."
"Take that money and buy the best typewriter..."
"If it's not enough, you can ask me for it."
Hearing his father's words, Kamini flew into his father's arms excitedly. Both father and daughter had tears in their eyes, and Kamini even cried bitterly.
"Go for your life, kid."
Caressing Kamini's head, the corner of the man's mouth raised a gratified smile.
"You really have grown up..."
"It's so fast..."
At this time, in the red house, Violet was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking deeply.
"How are you going to save us, Violet?"
Adele didn't come back with Violet, she silently pulled her hand out of Violet's arms, she wanted to see what Violet would do.
"What are you going to do, Violet?"
"Letters can indeed convey emotion, but for people who have experienced war and despair, emotion and love are not enough."
After Adele finished speaking, she closed her eyes, touched the ground with her blind stick, and walked to her room calmly. After several days of training, she seemed to be familiar with the blind stick.
"I suggested they bake bread and pears with me, and they all thought they couldn't do it. Of course, with their eyes closed, I probably couldn't do it either."
Adele laughed at herself, then ignored Violet and walked into her room.
At this moment, Violet was staring at the ceiling, she was thinking carefully about what Adele told her, and she was thinking, what else was missing.
blah blah blah.....
With the sound of hurried footsteps, the door of the red house was knocked. Violet hid the dagger behind her back and walked to open the door silently.
"Violet~!"
As the door opened, Kamini happily hugged Violet with a hearty smile. Violet was so frightened that she almost pulled out the dagger she hid behind her back, but she saw Kamini looked happy, and he seemed to be infected by such emotions.
"Thank you! Violet!!!"
Kamini looked at each other excitedly.
"Thank you for telling me about the power of courage!"
Violet stared blankly into the distance.
"courage....."
"courage......"
Early the next morning, Violet brought Kamini to the nursing home. The two of them each held a box. After consent, all the wounded soldiers in the nursing home were gathered in front of the nursing home through the radio. In the courtyard, fortunately, the words of the priest still have some prestige, otherwise they would not be able to do this.
Adele also walked slowly pushing Arthur's wheelchair, and the two stood silently in the corner of the team. Everyone found a place to sit on the ground in the yard, and what they were facing was a temporary building. small table.
"Here's what to do."
"I do not know....."
While everyone was discussing, Violet walked up to the podium slowly. In the eyes of everyone, this beautiful star-like woman, an automatic memory doll, walked up to the podium like this, with two huge boxes beside her.
The discussion in the audience did not stop, and some people even whistled at Violet and said some offensive words.
Violet stood like this, staring at everyone below, silent, silent, long silence.
The booing of the crowd gradually subsided, they looked at Violet, the sun was shining on her, she was like an angel bathing in the light in the dark.
Some people began to feel uneasy. They were attracted by Violet's perfect face and healthy body. Violet looked at their unmoved faces, and she just watched them in silent silence. .
They do not understand the power of silence, they are afraid of it.
Violet stared at the crowd, then took a deep breath into her lungs.
Let the sound break out like thunder in the silence.
"Look at you now, huh?"
"You who are supposed to be heroes are living in this small, dirty, unbearable nursing home."
"Although I came to see you yesterday, you are like a joke to me."
When the soldiers in the audience heard this, they immediately vented their dissatisfaction to Violet angrily. Following the scolding, Violet faced the crowd and slowly removed her arm.
After her own arms were taken off, the audience fell into deathly silence again, and Violet threw the mechanical arm off the podium.
"Now, I am like you."
Violet looked at the cardboard box next to her, and said to everyone.
"This place is full of letters written to you by your relatives. I don't think I need to talk about the contents. You all know what the contents are. They must have told you countless times."
"Your loved ones, watching you degenerate, watching you give up on yourself, so they found me, why?"
The sleeves of Violet's arms were empty, slowly fluttering with the wind, but in her eyes, there was no trace of discomfort, cowardice, inferiority, or despair.
"Because I am the same as you, and I can guarantee that the war you have experienced is far less cruel than the one I have experienced."
Violet proudly stared at everyone below.
"But you are the only ones willing to fall, why?"
Ginger-Baked Pears and Frosted Bread
"Self-willing to degenerate, self-pitying and self-pitying, like a pool of dead maggots."
"Who is the culprit?"
"Who made you fall into such a field?"
Violet stood on the podium, her eyes were indifferent, and she looked at everyone in the audience expressionlessly.
"It's none other than you!"
"It's you cowards who dare not face life!!!"
Violet's words aroused the anger of everyone in the audience. They threw shoes and dirt at Violet, but Violet faced everything that came flying calmly. She, who had dared to face the shells, What are these things to fear.
"That's all you can do? Let me tell you what I'm facing."
"128mm, remember that number, a 128mm cannon."
"They can destroy everything."
"Has your own personality been destroyed by these weapons and disabilities?"
Violet shook her empty sleeves and said to everyone.
"These letters from your family to you are written by me, the man without arms. Do you know that when you are knocked down by life at a certain moment, it tramples your fallen body with its iron hooves, laughing at the sight You are lying on the ground. And you also feel that you are unable to stand up, just lying on the ground like this, allowing the other party to laugh and trample on you."
"You call it tolerance, I don't think so. These beautiful words are not the reason for you to admit defeat to the cruel time. Maybe you are worried about your future, maybe you feel inferior about your injuries, maybe you are worried about what others think You, do you think highly of you?"
"I have never been illiterate to the automatic memory doll now. Do you know how it feels to install this mechanical arm? The first time I installed it, my five fingers seemed to have independent consciousness, and none of them listened to me. I have copied countless letters in the hospital, countless letters, I have learned most of the vocabulary, I have learned to use prosthetic limbs, I want to be an automatic memoization doll, maybe you can try with that prosthetic limb, you can write one in a row The words are crooked."
"But since I am a human being, and since I am still here, and since I have to face the cruel times, I must stand up, stand up and knock life down, and then trample on it and yell at it. "
Violet didn't pick up her arm that fell on the ground, she looked at Adele who was at the end of the crowd, wearing a black veil, and said softly.
"Chief Etil, can you be my hand?"
Everyone looked back at the same time, Adele who was sitting at the back looked at Violet standing in the distance, silently picked up the blind stick, walked through the crowd and came to Violet.
"What do you want Violet to do?"
"Sir, I would like you to make baked pears and frosted bread, which you told me to do."
Violet slowly approached Adele, without arms, she and Adele's back were tightly pressed together.
"Look at our combination, one has no hands, one can't see, and we're about to do what you think you can't do, and if you really want to stand up and give life a good fight back, then Just find your partner!"
Violet whispered in Eddie's ear.
"Sir, please tell me how to cook that dish. You will be my hands and I will be your eyes."
Etil felt his back was pressed tightly, lowered his head and smiled, and said slowly.
"You really shocked me, Violet."
"So the ingredients, do you have any?"
At this time, the roar of a car engine suddenly sounded at the door, and a truck stopped at the door, which was full of pears, milk and bread.
"some!"
Kamini got out of the car and made a victory gesture to Violet. The two discussed it early in the morning, and Kamini was entrusted by Violet to buy ingredients.
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