Alice's Dream Club

Sometimes the second generation's big heart always makes Lynch feel an impulse, an impulse to put her life experience aside and ignore it.

Of course, that's the way to think about it, not to mention that this is a promise already made to the Second King, there is another amnesiac patient in the family who needs to take the opportunity to trace back, and I am not the kind of person who easily encounters a little bit of embarrassment and gives up halfway people.

Men, it has to last.

The TV has been requisitioned by the eldest lady to play games, and Lynch's way of observing traders has returned to the original.

Throwing himself on the sofa, he looked at the image projected on the wall.

The boy was walking alone on the street when night fell. Although the lights on the street were dazzling, and the city at night was not much worse than the hustle and bustle of the day, he didn't have the sunshine and liveliness he should have at this age, let alone the upward momentum. Vigorous, the teenagers at this time are no different from those office workers who have just had a busy day. What they exude are only resentment for the busy day and dissatisfaction with their own lives.

But he is a little different from those office workers. There is a fire called hatred in his eyes, and he feels even more dead.

Although he was no different from the people around him in the downtown area that he had integrated into, he seemed unusually out of place in Lynch's sight.

He just walked aimlessly in the street, wondering if he was on the way home.

As a high school student, it is really not uncommon to have the emotion of "hate". After all, every high school student shoulders the expectations of all the elders in the family. No one does not want them to have a good future, so the elders will Urging and encouraging as much as possible, coupled with the heavy burden of high school studies under the exam-oriented education, most people in this era have no time to take care of other things.

Of course, this is just a general situation.

Alice, who brought the teapot, wanted to massage Lynch's head, but seeing Lynch patting the position next to him, she sat there and patted her thigh lightly.

Lynch: "...?"

Alice: "...?"

After a daze, Lynch finally understood what Alice was thinking: she thought she wanted a knee pillow.

Smiling and waving his hands, he pointed to the projection on the wall and continued to explain to Alice.

"What I said just now is just the usual majority of situations. Some parents have wrong education methods. During the rebellious period of teenagers, it is easy to gradually turn the resistance and resistance into the 'killing intent' that they didn't understand at the time. ’, some children even fantasize about the days without their parents, which is the essence of most children’s expectation to grow up and become independent.”

"This teenager doesn't seem to be in this situation."

Alice looked at the projection screen, and while Lynch was analyzing, the boy answered a phone call from his parents.

Not long after telling the parents where they were, the two drove to the place where the boy was to pick him up. From the teenager's reaction after seeing his parents, it can be clearly seen that his hatred does not come from his parents, because the moment he saw his parents, he showed his face.

And his parents are not that kind of wrong example to him. Although his father is a very standard, unsmiling and strict type, and his mother is the type who takes special care of his children, even if his father is facing his son's detour Wandering around, he will not swear at his head and cover his face, let alone punish him with a whip in the street or after returning home.

I just said to my son in a very reasonable way, "Don't let mom worry".

He spoke very little, and his tone was rarely harsh, but the young man was not disgusted, but felt deeply guilty towards his parents for his actions.

"The family relationship is very harmonious, and he is a good boy."

"Well, the influence of family relationships is just one of the branches," Lynch said, not at all embarrassed or annoyed by this almost face-slapping development, because he had already roughly guessed the real reason for the youth's hatred, "The other branch is youth Bitter feelings, 'not getting' or 'losing', or 'fear' may make this beautiful and bitter pure emotion slip away from the fingertips, because love and hatred are not limited to adults, but to It’s also common among high school students.”

After drinking the water in the teapot and stopping Alice from getting up to refill the teapot, Lynch rested comfortably on her lap.

"Of course, judging from the layout of his room and the subtle body movements and expressions induced by emotion when he is alone, this quasi-trader is not trapped by emotion."

Nodding her head, Alice asked softly, "Do you want to pick ears?"

Lynch thought for a while, and immediately responded, "Just don't use the electric drill."

Alice heard that she put down the electric drill and replaced it with a serious ear picking tool.

"Then what other factors would make him have hatred, or even the idea of ​​killing someone?"

It stands to reason that Alice, who has seen a lot of the world and life, shouldn't need to ask herself this, but she just admitted that she really doesn't understand these things. She used to be a trader who loved death and had nothing to do with her. She kept planting potatoes, cleaning, Occasionally, she punishes people who break the rules according to the genealogy, so Lynch is willing to talk about this, and she is actually quite grateful.

He arched his head comfortably, in exchange for Alice's slap in the face, and after being slapped on the head, Lynch motioned her to look at the screen.

At this time, the boy had finished his homework. He lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling, but the fire called hatred was burning again in his eyes.

"Did you notice that when he was walking, his steps were very slow and small. When he was doing his homework just now, his forehead was sweating. Also, when he was lying down, he had a frown reaction, and he was lying down. Finally, you can see that his current posture is quite different from the general posture that wants to relax the body."

Alice thought about it seriously, and then turned her face to one side: "...forgot..."

Lynch: "...Girl, you really are a fish, right?"

Alice picked up the electric drill again: "I used this?"

Sighing, Lynch motioned Alice to look at the projection screen.

"All the performances point to a situation-he has limited mobility now. Then when he was in school, apart from high-intensity military training and high-intensity physical exercise that would make a student have limited mobility, what else would cause This situation."

"Uh-huh?"

A smile gradually appeared on the corner of Alice's mouth.

"So the master is talking about...bullying?"

"Yes." Getting up from Alice's lap, Lynch came to the projection wall, waited for a while, and the moment the boy stood up, he took down the image at the waist.

Back on the sofa, he pointed to a small dark mark that was exposed by the movement.

"This bruise is one of the solid evidence."

"in addition?"

"Of course it was the action of him throwing the wallet just now." The zooming screen was dispersed, and the projection wall that was supposed to be a real-time live broadcast started to reverse until it returned to the picture of throwing the wallet mentioned above. Use anger to settle your wallet, unless all the money in it is emptied due to passive factors, for example, being blocked by other students in a corner and asking 'borrow some money, and you don't have to pay it back'."

The screen returned to normal after fast-forwarding for a while. Seeing that the boy was about to take a bath, Lynch temporarily closed the observation window.

Alice got up and filled Lynch's teapot with hot water: "I thought there would be few such things here."

"There are many such things in any country, but the degree of attention and the degree of amplification of film and television dramas are different, so they appear different."

Lynch took a sip from the teapot, burning his mouth.

"On the other side of the ocean, the country that some people regard as a lighthouse and a symbol of freedom still has double-digit shootings and deaths in schools every year. Bullying cases abound, and most people are not exposed. I hope things are peaceful and peaceful, that's all."

As a person who doesn't pay much attention to social phenomena, it is not easy to comment on them. Besides, these things are things in the society and have nothing to do with the club in essence.

Alice pondered for a while, and then asked suddenly: "I remember the eldest lady said that Master, you were bullied before, didn't you feel any resentment at that time?"

Considering Alice's characteristic of protecting herself far beyond the concept of "protecting the calf", Lynch's mouth twitched suddenly.

"Are you going to kill me for Qiuhou?"

"No," Alice showed a faint smile, "I'm just very interested in the history of the possible bullying of the master, and it can make such a scheming person like the master deflated. I think those who have succeeded can take this Take your pride to your grave."

Lynch: "..."

"Of course it would be even better if I could send them there myself."

So this aunt is still thinking about going to Qiuhou to ask about killing.

"I have encountered bullying, and for various reasons, I have encountered a lot." Lynch recalled a little about his past in junior high school, his eyes became a little misty, "But it is very bullying." What's interesting is that I didn't get a single beating, and a few times I escaped by relying on my own mouth and early detection and calling the police, but most of the time, there will always be some... It can be regarded as a coincidence."

"Coincidence?" Alice tilted her head in confusion.

"Well, most of the time when I am blocked, I will meet teachers, policemen, aunts from neighborhood committees and other kind-hearted people who happen to arrive. The matter of blocking me just goes away. Is it my luck?"

"Then the master didn't want to go find those culprits?"

The boy took a shower very quickly, and after he took a shower, the projection wall lit up again.

At this time, the boy had already returned to his room. He took off his shirt and stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at the bruises on his body.

"I thought about it, but when I have enough revenge, the anger has disappeared." Lynch looked at the young man on the screen, and the corner of his mouth curled up with nostalgia for his past, "And every time I think about it It seems that the behavior at that time was very naive, and I don’t know those little gangsters and the mastermind behind the scenes, how many gangsters are as good as I am now.”

Looking at Lynch's back, Alice also showed a faint smile.

She patted her leg again: "There's another ear that hasn't been cleaned yet."

"Okay, don't use a power drill."

Alice: "..."

###########

PS: sorry! I've been too busy lately and forgot to update! The update is now resumed!