Global Movie Emperor

One day…

"Kyle? I forgot where the jam is, but it must be in the drawer. Please help me find it. I'm frying eggs and I'm too busy, honey."

"Are you sure you put it in the drawer? I couldn't find it. Let me see if it's in the cabinet. Oh, here, um... it's not jam, is salad okay?"

Catherine was frying the eggs carefully, fearing that the yolk would be accidentally punctured by her. With such a worried look, it seemed that her cooking skills were not very good.

Kyle squatted down and rummaged in the bottom cabinet until he found a bottle of salad. He stood up, picked up the salad and shook it gently in front of Catherine.

"If you like, of course, thank you baby."

"Obligated~"

Life always finds warmth in ordinary places. An ordinary young couple eats an ordinary breakfast. Maybe they are different. Generally speaking, couples of this age always enjoy each other while having breakfast together. But at this moment, Kyle lowered his head and flipped through the books, occasionally picking up the milk and taking a sip.

This did not cause Catherine displeasure. Instead, she was fascinated by the literary and artistic temperament displayed by Kyle at the moment. As for why she fell in love with an Asian, perhaps it was the way he looked when he was studying that played a decisive role.

The hand that was originally holding the table knife stretched forward gently, with slender fingers and fair skin, gently covering the back of Kyle's hand. Feeling Kyle's temperature, he couldn't help but let out a sweet smile.

"Honey, do you know how sexy you look when you are studying?"

"Is this the reason why you let me read and watch you fall asleep every night? You don't know how sleepy I am. I hold my eyelids open every day and can't see at all. I can only peek at you from time to time and wait for you to sleep. , I will throw the book away immediately, and then I will fall asleep within three seconds."

Fortunately, although Kyle liked reading, he did not become too rigid. He imitated the expression he used to peek at Catherine every night. Of course, there was definitely an element of exaggeration, and he successfully made her laugh.

The white hands temporarily left Kyle's palm and caressed his face. There was tenderness in his eyes. His red lips opened slightly, with two white teeth partially exposed. He breathed out and kissed Kyle's lips gently.

"I love you Kyle."

"I love you too."

…

Kyle works as a teacher in a primary school in the town, and Catherine works in a car rental agency. They start from home and arrive at the workplace at basically the same time, but the school starts earlier. Every day, Kyle starts at 8 a.m. Set off and arrive at school around 8:30.

After breakfast, Kyle packed the books he needed today and put them in his satchel. At Catherine's request, he picked up his umbrella, started the old Ford sedan in the yard, and said goodbye to Catherine who was standing at the door watching him leave.

He lightly stepped on the accelerator and slowly drove away from the yard. It always rained in Liverpool in June and July, and it didn't stop for one to two weeks. The raindrops were usually not heavy, just a drizzle, but it always made the unpaved paths clear. Full of mud.

Gray weather always puts people in a bad mood, especially when there are almost no cars on the road and he can drive freely, but he can't speed up for fear of the vehicle skidding and losing control. The feeling of being slow is always something that men don't like.

Due to the large temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car, a layer of mist condensed on the windshield. The wipers kept working, but still couldn't see the front. Kyle was a little bored and picked up a towel to wipe away the mist until he reached the front. The double flash of the vehicle came into view, and he slowly approached it and pressed the horn twice.

"Need help, Pastor Crow? What happened to your car?"

Kyle is not a Catholic, but Catherine is a very pious one. Even if she has to pay a large amount of religious tax every month, she has never wavered.

In fact, based on their income, they can afford a small bungalow in a good location. However, since their current residence is very close to the church and can be reached within a few minutes' walk, for Catherine, this location is what she wants. of luxury location.

You can get up later for church, pray after meals, and pursue spiritual wealth while not under great financial pressure. This is the life that Catherine dreams of. In the end, Kyle respects his partner's ideas and I settled here and stayed there for two years.

The car that broke down on the road was the pastor's car in the church. Within two years, they became very familiar friends. For this reason, when he saw the pastor with gray hair and white beard, who looked annoyed, he hurriedly opened the car window and asked.

"The left front wheel of my car is stuck in the mud and can't get out. I'm afraid that the engine will be suffocated and I won't even press the accelerator. The weather is really bad. Kyle, can I ask you to help me pull the car? My Is it okay to have a tow rope on the back of the car?”

"No problem at all."

He got out of the car under an umbrella, broke off a few branches on the side of the road and put them in front of the wheel that was stuck in the mud. After hanging up the tow rope, he asked the elderly pastor to get into his car and cooperate with him to fill the gas. Then he stepped on the accelerator, although it was a lot of oil. Mud splattered on the pastor's car, but luckily it was finally pulled out.

"God, I finally came out. I waited on the side of the road for half an hour. Fortunately, I met you. Thank you Kyle. May God bless you, child."

Having been a neighbor of Pastor Crowe for so long, he has long been accustomed to the pastor’s constant talk about God. He accepted Pastor Crowe’s hug and didn’t mind him stroking his hair. After the pastor finished thanking him, he spoke again He told the pastor to pay attention to safety, looked at the time, and said goodbye to the pastor.

This is just a small episode in life, if his wheels didn't get stuck in the mud...

There were not many cars on the road, but there were always a few passing by. After all, this was the place where children must pass to go to school. He raised his thumb, hoping for help from a car, but all the cars drove away in front of him. So does a stop, even the car of one of his students' parents.

"Gan!"

He took a look at the time and estimated that it would still be too late to run from here. He threw the umbrella into the car, placed the road signs around the car, picked up his bag and ran towards the school with long legs. The speed was quite fast, and he actually passed a lot. Drive your vehicle with care.

…

"Good morning, principal."

"What's wrong with you Kyle? Why are you like this? Do you need a towel? Look, your clothes are soaked."

Entering the school gate, Principal Xue Li was welcoming every child who came to school. Seeing that Kyle had passed the security check and was still panting heavily, he stepped forward and asked.

Please note that Principal Shirley's eyebrows are slightly raised and her temperament seems a bit stern, but she can tell that she truly loves the children from the fact that she can call all the children in the school by name after they enter the school.

At this moment, she was wearing a gray OL outfit. The camera was shot from a diagonal downward angle, touching the ceiling, which magnified the seriousness brought by Shirley's eyebrows, but was suppressed by the ceiling without appearing domineering. This shot was shot , Advanced moviegoers who know movies very well will definitely pay attention to this character. Characters and items that can give a ceiling perspective are usually very relevant to the subsequent plot.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter to me. The children are still waiting for class. I'm almost late. I'll see you later."

After tidying up his messy hair with rainwater, he simply rejected Shirley's suggestion and walked quickly towards the classroom. Shirley saw this and shrugged at the teacher beside him.

"Asians are always hard-working and artistic..."

…

When he entered the classroom, he just rang the school bell and was not late. He breathed a sigh of relief and hung his wet suit on the stool. He briefly reviewed the knowledge points learned yesterday with the children and asked a few questions. They conduct tests.

Kyle likes to be with children, because children at this age are the most imaginative and unrestrained. They are not as rigid in thinking as adults, nor are they as ignorant as younger children.

Just when he saw the child named Judy, his eyes were always focused on her. This child was different from other children in the class. He had a quiet personality that was completely different from children of other ages, and he was not very interested in learning. There was nothing he could do about it, so Kyle could only try his best to beat her without hurting her self-esteem and choose to let her answer the question.

As expected, she did not answer. She bit her pencil and made no sound. She looked a little weak, which actually made Kyle feel a little softer.

Another reason for doing this job is because he really likes children. He has lived with Catherine for so long, and Catherine has no signs of pregnancy, so it is inevitable that he will give these children a little of his fatherly love, which also makes him happy. He is very popular among the students, even more popular with the children than Principal Shirley.

He didn't mind that Judy didn't listen to his class, and was even a little worried that other children would reject Judy because of his teachings. It was only when he heard Judy say that learning was useless that he really frowned.

"Thus, you will have dignity and your own beliefs. You are different from pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, other people, and any other life in the world. You are you, an independent individual... … You deserve credit for your thinking and for using your knowledge to defend your rights, even against death.”

"When you have knowledge, you may not be able to use it to gain money, fame, or power. You may not become a great person, and you may not be remembered by the world, but you will have the freedom of your soul."

In the past, he was unwilling to tell these big principles to children, not only because the children might not be able to listen, but even if they could listen, it would be difficult for them to have their own understanding.

More importantly, he feels that life needs to be experienced by oneself. It is normal for them not to realize the importance of knowledge at this stage. As long as they can continue to learn, when they get older, they realize the importance and are still learning. Knowledge is enough. They have to walk the rest of the way by themselves. Everyone will say that the choice of whether to do something or not is actually in the hands of these children themselves.

As expected, most of the children listened in confusion. Although they instinctively felt that what Kyle said was important, they could not explain why it was important. Only one child's eyes flashed with confusion. The same thing surprised Kyle.

Although he didn't expect any children to understand what he said, he was relieved and emotional when children who could understand actually existed. Children who have been thinking about truth since childhood were extraordinary. At least it proved that they were not stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart.

During the rest of the class, Kyle kept talking about new knowledge points, and his eyes were always focused on Judy. Maybe what he just said did inspire her. She started to listen to the class and quickly caught up. The learning progress of other children, after all, the class has just started, so it is really easy to catch up.

Her change made Kyle happy. It wasn't until the bell rang that he closed the book, clapped his hands, and announced the end of get out of class to the children who hadn't quite woken up in the morning.

…

"Is there only so much plot for Elena? It lasted for more than ten minutes, but there are only the first few scenes? Isn't it the heroine we promised?"

Depp was a little unhappy. After all, it was the first time he saw his daughter in a movie. Of course, the more plot, the better. No amount of it was enough. Hearing his complaint, other drunkards in the Lion Heart Bar also followed suit. They booed and followed Depp's words and complained that there were too few scenes of Elena. After all, they were all regular customers of Lionheart, otherwise Depp would not have invited them over.

They all watched Elena grow up, and they were no different from Elena's biological uncles emotionally. Although having forty or fifty uncles was quite scary, she was indeed doted on and turned into a little princess in the bar. , even when Elena was in school, these old gangsters went to Elena's school in groups to find trouble for the little kid who bullied Elena.

"I am the heroine in name, but in reality the heroine is Fanny. Her role is more important than mine. There is nothing we can do about it. No one will give an important role to someone who has never made a movie." You’re a rookie.”

"Who said that? I think you did a very good job. Isn't it easy to play a heroine? This movie is really boring. If it weren't for your role in the back, I would have stopped watching it. Mickey is really It doesn’t have much creativity anymore, it doesn’t feel as attractive as his previous movies.”

"Yeah, I almost fell asleep after watching it. I didn't go to bed until around three o'clock last night. If Depp hadn't called me, I would still be in bed."

After hearing what her father and uncles said, she shook her head helplessly. The focus of this film was in the later stages. Although she had not seen the complete script and the edited film, she could tell from the sporadic scenes during the filming. It can be seen that this movie is very powerful, but she has not defended "The Effect" now. When they see it later, they will naturally not say such things again.

She didn't know why the previous shots were like this, and she didn't understand the shooting techniques. She only occasionally heard some calm shots from Mickey and Lu Ze. She didn't understand, but she really felt that Very powerful.

As for Depp saying that she acted well... let's forget it. Not to mention compared to the monster Lu Ze, even the six-year-old Fanny can't compare. At first, she would occasionally live in vain for so many years. After growing up for a long time, I just accepted my fate. The talent gap between people is really too big, you can't force it.

Let’s continue looking down.

…

Some people think that being ordinary is true, and that life without trouble is enough, and they do not expect to realize their great ambitions, while some people have high aspirations, hope that they will achieve something, and ride on the waves, and laugh at the first kind of people who are willing to accept the mercy of fate and still feel that Ordinaryness is a blessing.

In fact, this is a false proposition. The ideas of both parties are not wrong. The fundamental reason is that different views lead to huge differences in life. It is unrealistic if you ask a person who is content with stability to move forward bravely. If you ask a person with great ambitions, He can't stay when people return to ordinary life.

It doesn't matter how the life you choose looks to others. What matters is whether, in your opinion, the life you are living is satisfactory to you and whether it is what you have been pursuing for a long time. As long as it is, that is enough, at least. Kyle feels like his life is pretty good now.

He is a person who likes to read books. It is said that he is full of poetry and books. The reason why he seems to have a literary temperament is inseparable from having read a lot of books. This may also be the reason why children like him. Even if he is Judy, who was once unsociable, now also came to the office to seek his help.

"Kyle, there's a question I don't know, can you teach me?"

Being approached by students asking for advice in their spare time is something that all teachers can't escape. It only happened to first-year students. It was indeed a bit strange. The other teachers in the office didn't have any ideas, but occasionally looked at the two of them while drinking coffee and said something to them. Judy nodded in approval.

What surprised Kyle was that the question Judy asked for advice was not the knowledge he had already taught in class, but the content that would be taught in about a week. The so-called preview also exists abroad, but children of this age can do it. When it comes to self-study in advance, there is really not much, and this is not the reason why Kyle does not teach.

It must be admitted that she is really smart. In the past, she just didn't listen to the class and she couldn't even basic addition and subtraction within ten. Now she is studying seriously and she is really making rapid progress. She absorbs knowledge faster than other students in the class. It was much faster, but after Kyle finished explaining what she didn't understand, she left before he could go on.

"This child is really good. It's really rare that she can consciously ask the teacher questions in her spare time at such an old age. What's her name?"

"Judy, Judy Carles."

The student was praised, and the teacher was also honored. He smiled and answered the teacher at the next table. He took a sip of coffee and reopened the "Old Testament" he had been studying recently.

…

The teacher's off-duty time was half an hour after the students left school, and Kyle left even later because he was reading. He put his bag on his back, put on his still damp suit, and walked in the school corridor casually. As soon as he saw it, he stopped and stood at the door of the class and knocked on the door.

"Judy, why haven't you gone home yet? The last school bus has left. Are you still reading?"

"Yes Kyle, I want to... lose track of time."

He shook the watch on his belt. If he went home now, Katherine should have just gone home to cook. If he hurry up, he would still have time to have a hot dinner. Seeing Judy looking up at him, Kyle thought for a while and said: Judy hooked her hand.

"Let's go, I'll take you home. Where is your home?..."

Kyle didn't expect that Judy's house was also in Ilkru Castle. If he wanted to go home, he would pass by Judy's house, which would save a lot of time.

The car had already driven back during the lunch break, but it was not on the road, but at the police station not far from the school. After learning that Kyle had abandoned the car to go to class, and that the police chief’s son was also a student of Kyle , the police station did not issue a ticket to Kyle, but just asked him to call the police first if this happens again next time.

In this way, a car covered with mud slowly started to drive on the road. Kyle relied on his previous memory to tune the radio to the local private children's radio station. Judy's laughter did not stop along the way until they arrived. When she was at the door of Judy's house, she restrained herself.

Because it was his first time here and he needed to confirm whether the resident was Judy's parent, Kyle took Judy's hand and pressed the doorbell. After a while, a man with a nose, medium height and medium build appeared. The man opened the door, looked down at Judy, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where have you been? Why are you back now? I almost called the police! Your mother just called the school, but the security guard said you weren't here. You really scared me to death. Judy, I'm sorry, are you?"

"Kyle Wang, Judy's teacher, I'm sorry that she came over to ask me questions. We both lost track of time and made you worried. Now that Judy is home safely, I will leave."

He told a little white lie to Judy's father. Kyle originally wanted to leave, but unexpectedly Judy's father Carls was an enthusiastic man. He happened to be in time for the meal and invited Kyle to have dinner with him. It was really shirkable. No, Kyle could only make a phone call to Catherine, then went to the dinner table, and drank two glasses of whiskey amidst Carls's hospitality.

Men always want to talk about something while drinking, especially when their wives and children leave the table after eating, the conversation is basically open.

"Why did you come to Irkro Fort? In my impression, Asian young people should have good academic qualifications. They should not come to live in a village full of cow dung and only study in a primary school. teacher."

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"Doctors, financial investors, computer programmers, scientific researchers, etc., live in nice apartments, drive nice cars, have a good income, and work diligently every day. That's it. By the way, I haven't asked you who you are. Graduated from a university?"

The occupations mentioned by Carls are basically in line with the inherent impressions of all Europeans and Americans about Chinese Americans, and the facts are similar. There are indeed more young Chinese people doing these jobs, and Kyle once belonged to the industry mentioned by Carls. One member.

"I graduated from the University of St. Andrews and was engaged in the real estate finance industry as you said."

"Wow~ St. Andrews, you are much better than I thought, man. The real estate finance industry would be very profitable if it were in London and Manchester, but why don't you do it? Uh... I'm sorry."

Karls was a little drunk and asked a sensitive question. Of course, when he saw Kyle looking a little depressed, he immediately reacted. What he said is that if the real estate finance is doing well, who will do this? Teaching in a place where you don’t poop?

Kyle picked up the wine glass and shook the brown wine. The ice cubes collided with the glass wall along with the wine. The angular wine glass reflected crystal light under the light. He swallowed the wine in one gulp, his expression slightly painful. After the drunkenness subsided, he let out a long breath through his mouth, feeling the sweetness and taste of coal brought by the drink.

"Yes, there is indeed money to be made in real estate finance. As long as you want to do it, a lot of money will get into your pocket regardless of your own safety, but... with the money I spent, my personality was gradually consumed. My desire compels me to put money into my pocket, but my mind prevents me from doing so."

"People who have just entered this industry join with...the dream of getting ahead. In fact, it is not as good as they imagined. Gradually, they all turn into man-eating monsters, hypocritical, greedy, and insidious."

Kyle's words puzzled Karls. Maybe Easterners and Westerners have fundamentally different views on money. As members of a capitalist country, they can see more clearly what money can do. Clarity, personality? Thought? How much is it worth?

"If people live in a utopia, then why do they work? If you are like me, you have lived here since childhood, smelling the smell of cow dung every day, and the sky is filled with flies when summer comes, and you have been dealing with crops all your life, walking My father, even my grandfather, followed the same path, getting married, having children, and working for the family all his life until his death. He was tortured by life every day, every day! He could not even find the meaning of his own life, because the three generations were carved out of a template. I am just a microcosm of them. I am often told by others, Oh! You are exactly the same as old Karls. This makes me sometimes wonder if I am my father, but I am just young again. I... In fact, it doesn’t exist at all.”

The topic touched on life, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Carls was smoking a cigarette, and his expression became a little blurry under the smoky light. Kyle was not sure whether he really became blurry or this kind of blur. It only happened in his memory.

He also couldn't understand Karls' helplessness and powerlessness, because thinking from another perspective simply doesn't exist. If you haven't experienced his life, you naturally won't understand his pain. Just like Karls doesn't understand him, you can't think from another perspective. The inability to be considerate of others is caused by a kind heart, and it is just a lack of kindness in the heart, and it is simply repaying evil.

But the inability to experience it personally does not mean that people cannot understand the sad fate of a farmer's child being destined to become the next farmer from the moment he is born.

Family conditions, short-sightedness, and lack of education have all caused this to happen, and it is difficult to change, but few people can understand the reasons why a worker in a high-paying profession gives up his job and chooses to be a children's teacher.

This is related to the current prevailing social values, but more importantly, compared to people living at the bottom of society, the higher the level of people, the more difficult it is to understand their psychology.

That there is no distinction between high and low professions is just a lie told by the rich to appease the common people. Unless all the rich are brought back to the bottom, this kind of value will never be changed.

The sad thing is... more and more people have understood this truth, but after realizing it, life has been finalized, and most people have no way to make changes. They can only use this lie to comfort themselves and at the same time transmit it to One's own heirs lead to "one's own" eternal life.

How sad...

So Kyle couldn't answer Karls' question directly, so he took a sip of wine and evaded in a vague way.

"People grow up in different environments, which leads to different personalities and different pursuits."

"Then what are you pursuing? What brings you to a remote rural area to become a teacher who needs to send students home in person?"

Two people who met for the first time should not have discussed these issues, but alcohol quickly brought them closer, but their differences in outlook caused a gap between them.

At first, Kyle answered the same question from his colleagues and was ridiculed by his European colleagues. He expected that after answering Karls, the result would be the same as before.

But pursuit is pursuit, and it should not be difficult to talk about.

"Soul... I want the freedom of my soul. It can sleep peacefully in the middle of the night, and will rise like the sunrise, bringing me comfort, so that my heart will no longer wander, and will have a home from now on. Even if I am down and out, my heart will always be there." It can also be rich..."

But what surprised Kyle was that Karls did not show a mocking or sarcastic expression, but instead showed great interest like his daughter.

"How can it be done?"

"Judy asked the same thing, but I couldn't answer because I was looking for it too."

"Judy? Hahaha, I knew that Judy was different from all the children in the village. I told her since she was a child not to follow the path of her mother. I thought she was still young and couldn't understand what I said. I didn't expect that she really I listened."

"Yeah, she's very smart, she's a quick learner, and I think she's going to go to a great college and leave here knowing what she needs and having it, and that's what I came here to do as a teacher, I hope more children can leave here and escape the shackles."

Unexpectedly, the two people who originally had different views reached an agreement on this matter, which resonated with Karls. Just like being a close friend does not necessarily have the same views, but the same aspirations, they only need to have one thing that they both agree on. That’s it.

"If only you were the teacher when I was in school, then my life would definitely be different from what it is now. Unfortunately, without that, I can only place my hope on Judy, hoping that she can escape this prison that has imprisoned generations of people. Fate.”

"I think she will."

"By the way, you said before that people in the real estate and finance industry are jealous, hypocritical, and greedy. What about the people here? What do you think are the shortcomings of the people here?"

This kind of topic is quite sensitive. After all, he is in this village. It is really inappropriate to speak ill of the villagers in front of the villagers. If it spreads, it will not do him any good. Kyle is not stupid. At this time, he just Being able to pretend to be stupid, he picked up the wine glass and sipped it slowly without saying a word.

"Let's talk about it. It's just the two of us here, isn't it? Don't worry, I won't spread the word. Trust me, please, Kang."

"...blindly obedient, barbaric, unopinionated, and too easy to trust others."

"Well, you really hit the nail on the head... You are right. I can't refute it after living in the village for more than thirty years. You are right. Come on, drink. Don't worry, I won't tell others, because I am too Understand what kind of virtue the people here are like.”

"In fact, most people have such shortcomings, not just for Ilkroburg."

Kyle still felt that he was a little speechless and wanted to save something, but after he said it, he didn't feel that it had any effect. He raised his glass with a wry smile.

The two chatted so happily that they naturally forgot about the time. Added to the alcohol, they inadvertently lost control of their voices. Soon, Mrs. Karls, who was a bit bloated, stood at the top of the stairs looking at Karls with a dissatisfied look on her face.

"Karls, it's eleven o'clock, the children need to rest."

"I understand. I'll keep my voice down and don't bother us, okay? Let's chat for a while. Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend and the children don't have to go to school."

"Am I bothering you? Who is disturbing who's rest! Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you, now! It's over! This teacher leaves my house! The children need to sleep!"

"You don't want to quarrel? Get out of here! Why do you always come out to be such a spoiler, Farke! I've had enough of you! I told you we would keep our voices down! Why are you chasing us away? Is the guest leaving?"

"You XXXXXXX's XXXXX, is this what you said in a lower voice? XXX! You XXXXXX, get out of my house! The children should have slept for an hour by this time!"

Carls's wife is a typical British rural woman. She looks even fatter in her nightgown. Because of the quarrels, her face gradually turned red and ferocious. She also has a poor mouth and can talk nonsense. It doesn’t matter if the kids upstairs can hear vulgar terms for certain organs.

Kyle had no choice but to stop Carls, who was still yelling and saying everything. He apologized to Mrs. Carls, put on his clothes, accepted his apology regardless of Carls's obstruction, and left him in despair. Home.

There were no street lights in the village, so he had no choice but to listen to the couple hurting each other. He used the light from his house to call Catherine, hoping that she would come and pick him up. It wouldn't take more than a few minutes' drive anyway.

"Kyle, Kyle..."

Hearing someone calling him, Kyle turned around. Judy opened the window on the second floor and looked at him quietly with her little head exposed. She seemed to be used to her parents' quarrels and did not show any fear.

Kyle hung up the phone and waved to her. When she saw it, she smiled happily and waved.

Regarding the quarrel between the couple, Kyle did not dare to go over to break up the fight. He could only stretch out two index fingers, put them in his ears, open his mouth, and signal Judy to do the same.

She was very surprised that such an action could basically isolate the outside sound, and her smile became even brighter. It wasn't until Catherine drove over that she waved goodbye to Kyle. After Kyle left, she closed the window, hurriedly got into bed, and leaned against the bed. Head, holding the pillow, fingers stuffed into ears, mouth wide open, but eyes lost focus...

…

In the days that followed, Judy would often ask Kyle questions, not just about math, but would even ask Kyle to answer some questions that did not belong to any subject in the school.

Kyle did not feel impatient about this, but thought it was a good thing. Instilling some correct values ​​​​in her at this age would be of great help to her life. This is what her parents who did not have a high level of education thought. What he can't give, he will fulfill his promise to Carls and will do his best to help Judy leave here in the future.

The relationship between the two has become more and more harmonious, and even in the eyes of other children, Kyle is a little partial. Kyle needs to admit this. Of course he will be responsible for every child in the class, but his personal emotions will always be tilted. There is no reason not to love this child who is good at thinking and learning.

Moreover, this child has also shown a learning ability that is completely inconsistent with children of this age. At this stage, he needs more guidance, otherwise it will be easy to learn well and it will be easy to learn bad.

…

"Kyle, what is justice? What is evil?"

After sending her home for the first time, she often took Kyle's car to go home. It was said that the special car was more comfortable than the school bus. Kyle didn't mind carrying such a small tow bottle home. Anyway, it was all the way. No need to turn back.

On the way home today, Judy heard a children's story on the radio about good triumphing over evil and the hero defeating the dragon. She turned off the radio and asked Kyle this question.

"Wow... this question is really profound. So far I have heard many explanations about good and evil. Do you want to hear my understanding of good and evil, or the views put forward by those thinkers in books? "

"Of course it's your idea, I want to hear your summary..."

The steering wheel turned in a circle to the left, and the index finger of his right hand tapped lightly on the steering wheel. He didn't want to discuss this kind of topic with such an old child, but since the conversation had reached this point, he didn't avoid talking about it and turned around to look. Glancing at Judy who looked eager for knowledge, he organized his vocabulary and pondered.

"One explanation that can be put on the surface is that good and evil are the products of human civilization. The current definition of good and evil depends on the moral standards created by humans. Behaviors that are beneficial to individuals and collectives are defined as good, and harmful behaviors are defined as good. Individual and collective behavior is defined as evil.”

"Then what is the understanding that cannot be expressed...?"

"You just need to understand the first one. When you grow up and do something that is beneficial to the collective and the individual, that is enough. Well, you are home. This journey has reached the end, Judy's home."

Picking up Judy's little yellow schoolbag from the back seat, she put her schoolbag on her back and got out of the car a little unhappy, then hurriedly walked around to the door of the driver's seat, opened the window and poked her head in, looking a little coquettish. request.

"Tell me, what's the reason why you can't tell me?"

"It's time for you to enter the house. Karls is watching you at the window. You should go home quickly now."

He waved to Carls in the window. He stroked Judy's soft hair, and then wanted to put the gear into gear and leave, but saw Judy holding the car door and refusing to let go. This persistence made Kyle very helpless, and he didn't It was time to answer her question, and in the end she could only give Judy the answer.

"Actually, it's just one sentence. The winner is righteous, and the loser is evil, because in all the stories, evil has not defeated justice. Okay, the answer is over, isn't it very simple? Come in, Karls I’m looking at you, go back quickly.”

"Okay, then Kyle, see you tomorrow, I...I love you!"

Kyle was slightly stunned when he heard Judy say this, but he didn't think anything was wrong. After all, Europeans and Americans express their emotions more straightforwardly, especially in terms of love, than Asians. He shook his head and smiled. He patted Judy on the head and answered with doting emotion.

"I know, I love you too Judy, go back quickly, see you tomorrow."

She was really happy to receive Kyle's reply. She nodded vigorously and ran home excitedly. The small yellow schoolbag bounced around and looked a little heavy, as if it was filled with the entire summer.

…

"I'm back."

Catherine was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Kyle put on his slippers, hung his suit on the hanger, untied his tie and threw it directly on the sofa. He walked into the kitchen and stood behind Catherine, holding his hands around her waist and lowering his head. She received a kiss on the cheek.

"I came home fifteen minutes late again today. Forget it, let's go take a shower and get ready for dinner."

"I'm sorry Honey."

"You won't change it anyway, right? It's okay. You don't smell much, but you still have to take a shower. Go quickly. I've already put the water in for you, but I put it in fifteen minutes ago. Since it's late, Now that you’re home, let’s take a cold bath.”

After being pushed into the bathroom by Catherine, she took off her clothes and lay in the bathtub. It was not as cold as she thought, and she could still feel a little warmth as the water flowed over her skin.

Outside the bathroom door, after Catherine put the ingredients in the pot, she went to the bedroom to find some loose clothes for Kyle, folded them and put them on the washing machine, her expression slightly hesitant.

"I think you should keep a certain distance from Mr. Carls' daughter. You have been too close recently. I know you like that little girl very much, but the teacher and the student are so close that you would even send her back after school. Home is not a good thing after all.”

The movement of splashing water on his chest stopped. Kyle was stunned for a moment, looking at the back behind the glass door with a funny expression.

"She's just a kid."

"But she's still a girl, isn't she?"

Kyle thought about it and felt that what Catherine said was right. If the two of them were too close, it would inevitably have some bad influence on the class. Although the influence was not big, it was still there.

"okay, I get it."

"That's good. Wash it quickly. I'm making curry tonight."

…

"Fake XXXXX! You XXXXXX Fake! Why do you XXXX always spoil other people's interest? You are really disgusting! Fake XXX!"

"Am I disgusting? Am I disappointed? Is it because you are always doing things with great interest in useless places! I am really fed up with this kind of life. Whose man wouldn't do it in his spare time after farming? Working part-time to supplement the family income? And what about you? What are you doing! XXXXX's alcoholism! You are already the father of three children! You should take on the obligation to raise three children! You useless xxxxx loser!"

We always gradually become paranoid in our own little world, constantly hurting our loved ones, quarreling, conflicting, and endless beatings all day long, eventually consuming all our feelings for others, and eventually consuming the ones we love. Ability, we know it's silly but...

Live stupidly to be human.

Judy and her two brothers had already left the dining table and returned to their room. She used the method Kyle taught her, plugging her ears, opening her mouth, and looking straight at the empty wall, but with a smile on her face. Smiling, but she seemed to have thought of something, and reconnected with the noisy world. She came to the desk, took out white paper and crayons, and began to draw.

In the painting, a man in a suit is holding the hand of a little girl. On the green grass, flowers are blooming, butterflies are flying, the sun is smiling, and there are red hearts in the air. In the end, this painting, She carefully stuffed it into the envelope and put it in the innermost position of her schoolbag.

…

"Who can answer this question? John, come on, come on, young man."

The raised right hand was in exchange for Kyle's choice of others. Judy was a little confused. She didn't know what was different today. In the past, she should answer 70% of the questions in class, but today Kyle I only called her once.

Unhappily spending the whole day in class, she came to the classroom office carrying her books as usual, only to see Kyle packing his backpack and just picked up the bag to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"emm... Of course I'm going home. Judy, please go too. There are still two school buses, and time is running out. Come on, let's go out of school together. We are busy."

"But I still have two questions that I haven't mastered..."

She always looked at Kyle with such soft eyes. In the past, Kyle would always surrender, but today was different. After getting Catherine's reminder, he knew that he couldn't do this, and he shouldn't.

"But time is tight today. Aunt Catherine is still waiting for me to come home for dinner. Or...how about you come over at noon tomorrow?"

"But you came home later, and Aunt Catherine didn't let you go hungry."

"Listen to me Judy, we can't take others' blind tolerance as not touching others' bottom line. We should do what we should do according to the schedule we set with our families."

He gently covered Judy's shoulders with his hands and answered earnestly, hoping that Judy could accept that she was different from other children. Kyle thought she could understand, but surprisingly, Kyle did not see her Understand, I only saw the mist gradually rising in her eyes, finally condensing together, rolling in the eye sockets, and finally flowing...

"But it's my schedule that you help me with tutoring after school. I...did I do something wrong? Kyle...you said you love me, do you not love me anymore?"

"NO, I love you Judy, but love is not a bondage. I need to give Aunt Catherine more companionship. Now there is only the last school bus left. Can you listen to me?"

"Okay... then this is for you..."

She took out the envelope from the book she was holding tightly and handed it to Kyle with great care. Kyle smiled, joking and coaxing Judy, while opening the envelope and taking a look at the pattern inside, his expression But he suddenly became much more solemn. He carefully stuffed the letter back into the envelope and handed it to Judy again.

"I'm sorry Judy, I can't have this letter. I hope you understand."

"Why?"

"You will understand when you grow up. How about I send you to the school bus?"

"No! Unless you accept it! Forget it...just go, I will take the school bus by myself."

"Judy..."

"I will leave myself! Unless you accept the letter."

It was absolutely impossible to accept this letter. Kyle hesitated for a long time, exhaled air through his nose, nodded, and told Judy to pay attention to safety and go home early. Finally, he stood up with his bag on his back and left... …

…

"Hey Judy, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Principal Shirley was always the last one to leave the school. When she saw the child squatting in the corridor crying, she quickly recognized who she was. She walked up to Judy, knelt down gently and stroked her hair.

"Judy, what happened? Why haven't you gone home yet? Look at you like this, little sloppy boy. Stop crying and tell the principal what's wrong with you, okay?"

"I...it's okay, Principal Shirley, I'm going home."

"But there's no school bus anymore, honey. How about I take you home? But before that, I need to give you a good wash. Come on, little sloppy boy."

Pulling Judy into the bathroom, Shirley carefully wiped away the tears on her face. Her originally domineering face had softened a bit. She loved these children and everyone in the school.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Sending Judy home was not the main purpose. She needed to know what happened to the child and why he was crying in the deserted corridor.

She needs to be responsible for her children, but seeing that Judy is so silent, she cannot force her children to confess their unspeakable secrets. After all, many children have some heart-wrenching gray memories when they grow up, and even their parents may not know about it. The principal, she hopes to reduce the occurrence of this psychological shadow in more children, but she is not God and she cannot help everyone.

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Shirley had no choice but to tidy up Judy's clothes, prepare to send Judy home, and report the situation to her parents. Unexpectedly, Judy finally spoke when she just left the bathroom.

"Ms. Shirley, do all boys have sex?"

"Huh? Oh... Of course, the physical structure of men and women is different, what? Did any shameless boy take off his pants for you? Tell me who it is, and I will settle the score with him."

"But... why is Kyle's penis different from other boys' penis? Like... a gun?"

"Sorry I didn't hear clearly just now, who are you talking about?"

…

"Wang Defa!!!!!"

"How could she do this! Why can she slander a good person at will? Just because she is young? Bichi! Kyle is a nice person, why...Fake!"

Depp had completely forgotten about the unpleasantness of watching Lu Ze and his daughter Ni Ni Wai Wai Wai, and focused on the plot. Seeing that the plot was finally on the right track, everyone in the bar was so angry that he felt short of breath. I want to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Everyone here is full of goodwill and love for the character of Kyle, because this person is sunny, gentle, kind, well-read poetry, and wants to help many farmers' children escape from the shadow of their parents. Who can such a person Can you not like it? Who can not appreciate it?

What about these people in the bar? In fact, they are all workers, because Liverpool, like Manchester, is a working-class city. Although Liverpool has a port, most workers rely on the sea to make a living. The profits from maritime trade are huge, and their lives are quite comfortable, but this does not mean that They are not working class.

Therefore, they can especially understand how sad it is to be destined to become a certain kind of person, especially a manual worker. They may even imagine that Kyle is their teacher. So with a good family income, can they escape the fate of the working class? Although there are no ifs in life, fantasy is never too much.

No one could look past the slander that Kyle suffered so seriously that defamed his reputation. Judy's originally diligent and studious character who wanted to escape her fate collapsed at this moment, and she used the vocabulary she learned from her parents' abuse to slander people. , such a moral person, they wanted her to live in the village forever and never come out to harm others again.

In the bar, there should be only one calm person like Elena, because she witnessed the filming of this scene with her own eyes. She was very angry at the time, but now looking back, she only thinks about human nature and whether children are really so innocent and kind. ? Or is their ignorance the greatest evil? She couldn't give an answer, and no one could give an answer objectively and calmly, because there are thousands of different personalities and they cannot be lumped together because of age.

In the end, she could only secretly pour herself a glass of wine while her father was watching a movie and had no time to talk to her. She knew that the real storm was yet to come, so it was better to drink first before the plot progressed to a more desperate stage. A glass of wine will keep you from being so angry.

…

"First of all, on behalf of St. Bolio School, I want to apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Carls. I must admit that it was indeed due to our poor supervision that some vicious incidents occurred, and Judy was involved in them. I'm sorry. "

Regarding the sudden visit of the school principal, even if the couple quarreled on weekdays, they still had to give the principal some face at this time. They brought a few cups of coffee and sat down on the sofa. However, the couple was frightened by the principal's words. Some of them Looking at Judy at a loss, she didn't know that something serious had happened and the principal needed to visit her.

"What's wrong? Ms. Shirley, you don't need to blame yourself. We can bear it. Please tell us."

"I learned that... a teacher in our school did something to a child... that should not happen to adults and children. I'm sorry."

This was really like a bolt from the blue, shocking Mr. and Mrs. Karls. The room became quiet for a while. Karls seemed to have thought of something, but was unwilling to guess it himself. He could only swallow hard and open his mouth. , but found that the sound could not come out, so he could only rub his face, calm down for a long time, and then spoke.

"who is it?"

"Kyle King."

Shirley also seemed to find it very difficult to say anything. She never imagined that the gentle Chinese man would do such a thing. After slowly saying the name, what she got was Carls's dullness and Mrs. Carls's rage.

The wife grabbed Karls by the collar and shook Karls with dull eyes. The look on his face was unprecedentedly ferocious that had not been seen in many years of quarreling.

"I knew it was him! Carls! Look what you did! You were just trying to lure the wolf into the house, you know! You ruined Judy! You bastard! Look at the good things you did! You spoke! I XXXXXX! Look at the result of your own brewing! I’m going to kill you!”

Seeing Judy nestled on the sofa, Shirley revealed a silence that was not appropriate for her age. She quickly stepped forward to break up the argument to prevent their quarrel from hurting Judy again, and told her that she had contacted the police chief and would come over later. , interestingly, this time Karls did not talk back, and even kept beating himself.

It wasn't until the door was knocked that the farce came to an end. He was a little restrained in front of the police chief. Then the police chief turned his attention to Judy, knelt on one knee in front of Judy, and asked with a gentle voice that was completely different from the fierce expression. .

"Judy, please can you tell me what happened today?"

Whether what happened today was real or fictitious, Judy didn't want to mention it, so she remained silent and only looked at her parents from time to time.

Seeing Judy's silence, the police chief and the principal looked at each other, winked, coughed, and continued to ask.

"Kyle, did your teacher do something outrageous to you?"

"yes……"

"Did he... take off his pants?"

At this time, Judy seemed to realize that she had done something wrong. She lowered her head, biting her fingers just like she did when she met Kyle, hesitated for a long time, and shook her head.

"No."

"You don't have to be afraid, tell me the truth about what you saw, okay? What did Kyle do to you? Did he take off his pants? Did he touch you in places he shouldn't have?"

…

"What the hell kind of police officer is this! Can you ask such a leading question? Country bumpkin! No grassroots police officer in Liverpool would say such a thing!"

The insults in the bar continued, and they continued to question this police chief with surprisingly poor professional skills. However, they naturally had no way to interfere with the characters on the TV, and they had to admit that a police chief like this actually played a vital role in their lives. Not uncommon in...

…

Judy also knew that she had done something wrong, but she saw the unprecedented concern in her parents' eyes. Maybe for her, this was not a wrong thing... In a battle between heaven and man , she finally nodded.

"Yes."

After getting the confirmation, the police chief stood up and gave Judy's mother a wink, asking her to take Judy away and not leave her in the living room. He made his decision only after Judy's mother came back from sending the child off.

"First send Judy to the hospital to check her physical condition and see if she has suffered any injuries. Shirley, please don't make any noise. First, notify the parents and let them see if there is anything abnormal about their children. As for Kyle, , you make your own decision whether to suspend the class, we will investigate and collect evidence first, and when we have certain evidence, we will summon him in accordance with the law. That's it, then I will leave, God, my son is also his student."

When the Sheriff put on his windbreaker and top hat and left, the room became quiet again. Only Mrs. Carls was sobbing intermittently, and Carls himself was folding a piece of paper from an unknown source in his hand, looking a little worried.

…

Early the next morning, all the parents of the children in Kyle's class were notified to the school. Just like yesterday, Shirley apologized to all the parents and explained the matter clearly.

The parents were first surprised that the perverted teacher was actually Kyle, because in all impressions of Kyle, he was a very good and kind person. In the end, all previous impressions of Kyle were overturned and redefined as...a man with a human face and an animal heart. .

When Kyle arrived at school, he was supposed to go to the classroom normally, but was unexpectedly informed that the principal asked him to go to the principal's office.

"Please come in."

"Ms. Shirley, what's the matter? Hello, Chief John."

After closing the door, Kyle nodded to Shirley and the police chief, but he was confused. He didn't know what the police were doing in Shirley's office. He pointed to the stool and after receiving Shirley's confirmation, he sat down. , quietly waiting for Shirley to speak first.

"Originally I didn't want to make a decision so quickly, but things always weigh on my mind and make me feel like I have a lump in my throat. So to put it simply, you are fired."

The softness towards children has completely disappeared, and the facial expression is as if it has been frozen in the freezer for several days. It is stiff and cold, especially the two eyebrows, which are sharp and dazzling.

"Why? Have I violated any teacher regulations or laws?"

Kyle was not timid about her cold face. This was related to his work and he had to find out. He just wanted to know three words. Why?

"Don't you know if you have violated it?"

"Of course I don't know."

Seeing the confrontation between the two, the police chief waved his hand to Shirley, letting him speak in person.

"Kyle, someone reported you for child molestation, so now you can't go to class. That's why. Do you understand? Listen to me, cooperate with your work, go home, and wait for the police summons, OK?"

"Child molester? Who? How ridiculous! So you fired me because of such rumors? I don't have to care about my job, but I have to care about my reputation. I don't accept this slander. I'm sorry, it's okay. If so, I’m going to class.”

Kyle didn't expect that such a crime would be levied on him. He showed an expression of disbelief. He was so angry that he laughed. He ignored the two of them and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, his arm was grabbed by his palm. The brute force made it impossible for Kyle to break away. He was pushed by the police sergeant and pushed out of the school gate in the eyes of students and teachers.

"What are you doing! I'm going to class and I need to be responsible for my students. You have no right to make decisions without evidence!"

"Now you are not responsible for them. There are other teachers in charge of the class. Listen Kyle, if I were not a police officer, I would fucking beat you up a long time ago. You should be lucky. I not only have children but also a family. Otherwise, I I would have used a gun to make a hole in your head a long time ago! Bastard!"

"Then tell me who it is! Tell me, which child did I molest? I can't fucking accept this kind of unexplained injustice. Are all the words coming from your mouth true?"

"I can't tell you, get out of here."

Kyle quickly ran his brain, and finally he had a flash of inspiration and determined who it was. Apart from Judy, he really couldn't think of anyone who could harm him so much, but then a cold feeling penetrated the Tianling Gai. He wanted to Ask Judy why...

"It's Judy, right?"

"I told you I can't tell you. You'd better leave quickly and don't force me to do anything."

Seeing the police chief's arrogant appearance, a head-on confrontation with him would definitely lead to no success for Kyle. He had no choice but to pick up the backpack that was thrown out, nodded vigorously to the police chief, and drove away. But he didn't want to go home. Not to escape, but to go to Carls' house and ask Judy what the purpose of this is.

…

"Karls? Karls, are you there? I'm Kyle. I want to explain something to you, and I also want to ask Judy something. Hey, Karls, are you at home?"

About half a minute later, the door was opened. Karls was holding a cigarette butt in his mouth, his eyes were obviously red, and he was obviously very haggard. After opening the door, he ignored Kyle, turned back to the sofa, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Karls, I have something to say. Someone reported that I molested Judy. I really don't know where this rumor came from. This is completely nonsense. Is Judy here? ? Let her tell you, this is definitely not a true thing!"

"Isn't it true? Hehe... think about it for yourself, Judy or you, who should I believe in what you two say?"

"What did Judy say? God... I admit that Judy and I had some conflicts, but I really didn't touch her. You are my friend. Even if I really have such a perverted habit, I won't To my friends..."

"You still know you are my friend!"

The square wine glass the two of them had used was smashed to the ground and completely shattered. The word friend completely stung Karls. He pulled Kyle's collar, feeling pain and anger at the same time.

"I still remember how much we talked that night. You were the only person in this village who understood me. At least I thought so... But now? I fucking trust you! But you took mine instead Trust me to touch my daughter?! Do I want to fuck you!"

"If I tell you no, I won't! How do you need me to prove it before you can believe me!"

"Kyle? Is that you? Are you here?"

"Karls! Why did you let him in! Get him out! Get out!"

After hearing the quarrel, Judy and Mrs. Carls came downstairs at the same time, but their expressions were completely different. One was surprised, and the other was extremely disgusted and hated.

"Did you hear that? Get out of my house! Get out of here! What are you doing!"

Seeing Judy coming downstairs, Kyle broke free from Carls's hand, ran to Judy, and looked directly into Judy's eyes, regardless of Mrs. Carls's beating.

"Judy, tell them what the truth is? Tell them!"

"Get out of here!"

A big foot kicked Kyle directly in the face, knocking him down. His head was dizzy, and with the ringing in his ears, he could clearly hear his heavy breathing. Until he got up, he was faced with a A steel knife.

"There are no cameras in Irkru Castle. I can use the excuse of breaking into a house to kill you. If you don't want to die, just get the hell out of here!"

Kyle knew that Karls was not joking, at least not the sharp light of the steel knife flashing in the sun. He stood up expressionlessly, raised his hands, and the dizziness was not over yet. He shook his body and opened the door... …

He put the steel knife back in the kitchen, took another wine glass and sat down, filled it with whiskey and drank it in one gulp. Seeing that Judy had not gone back upstairs to rest, Karls comforted his daughter in the gentlest tone.

"Are you scared Judy? Go back and rest, good boy."

"Dad, Kyle actually didn't do anything..."

Hearing Judy's words, Karls stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal. He picked up two pieces of ice and threw them into the wine glass. The wine swayed and he finally drank another glass.

"It's time for you to rest baby."

…

As Kyle said, the people in Irkru Castle are ignorant, blindly obedient, and barbaric. None of them were wrong by Kyle. Therefore, if there is negative news about Kyle, if a plague sweeps through the entire Irkru Lu Bao, people went from surprise, to anger, and finally to conviction, directly crossing the link of doubt.

Even parents who are not students of St. Bolio Elementary School have suspected Kyle of their children's recent abnormality. How ridiculous it sounds... isn't it?

As a parent, you have to blame your negligence on someone you don't even know, and brainwash yourself into believing it to be true, thereby becoming hostile to the innocent people involved. Such shirking of responsibility is simply ridiculous, but it is It really happened here.

"Hello, Irkroburg Rental Car Agency."

"Are you Catherine?"

"Um...yes ma'am, what can I do?"

"Fuck you X Bichi, fuck you XXXXX's XXXX, I wish your whole family death, XXX."

Before Catherine could reply, the call was hung up, and there was only a busy tone. For a moment, Catherine was scolded so hard that she couldn't recover. In the end, due to professional reasons, she couldn't fight back and could only hang up the phone in frustration.

"What's going on? Is this the third one today? Have you offended anyone?"

The colleague seemed to hear the voice coming from the phone here and asked with concern. She hadn't gotten off work yet and hadn't heard any rumors yet. She just felt that Catherine had offended people in her life.

Catherine thought about it carefully, but she was still confused. She shook her head helplessly. She had received a total of three phone calls this afternoon, and all three calls were curses. She was really confused by the curses.

"Catherine, Catherine! Please come here."

"Director, what's the matter?"

"I think you may need to take a break in the past two days. I have granted you a week's leave. You can rest at home."

"But...why is this?"

"You should go back and ask your husband..."

The weird expressions on some colleagues' faces and the unprovoked abusive phone calls seemed to have found their source. Since it was about her husband, she couldn't say more here, so she had no choice but to nod, leave with her bag in hand, and drive quickly towards her home.

It was after three o'clock when we got home. The strange thing was that Kyle had already arrived home, changed into casual clothes, and was drinking on the sofa. It seemed that he had been back for a long time.

She put the car keys on the entry cabinet and accidentally saw the scars on Kyle's face. She sat next to Kyle and stroked his face distressedly.

"what happened?"

Kyle's face turned red from drunkenness, and a strong smell of alcohol came out of his nose. He realized that he was wrong. When some pain came, the poetry and books he had read had no effect. He still needed alcohol to numb his nerves. , to share his inner suffering.

"Judy...said I molested her."

"What! Does she know what she said? This is not funny! What happened to your wounds? Why do they beat people? Do they have evidence? I want to call the police, this is too much!"

"It's not necessary...the son of the police chief is my student."

"But at least he's a policeman!"

"But he is not a policeman in front of me. All...all...the helpers in your life. After they firmly believe that you have made a mistake, whether it is true or false, as long as they believe it, then they are no longer a helper, but a helper." The more you need them to hurt yourself, the more you need them, the deeper you will hurt yourself, so I can't rely on anyone."

Perhaps this is the role of reading. It may not share your pain, but it can allow you to rationally avoid secondary harm caused to you by the outside world.

"So what do we do?"

"You believe me?"

"Kyle, I have known you for seven years. I know you as well as I know myself. How could I not believe you?"

"Then don't do anything, don't believe anything, don't listen to anything. I'm sorry Catherine, because I affected your life."

Her husband, who has always been sunny, has now become gloomy. How could she not be sad? Tears welled up in her eyes, and she wiped her eyes. She could not put more pressure on Kyle.

"Stop saying stupid things, stop drinking, and get some sleep, honey. Everything will pass."

She took away Kyle's wine glass and covered him with a thin quilt. The alcohol played a key role. He fell asleep after lying down for a moment, and he slept soundly.

Even if the window was smashed, I didn't hear it...

Catherine listened to Kyle and didn't complain or call the police. She just collected the broken glass, dumped it into the trash can, and started preparing for tonight's dinner.

"..."