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After playing that video, Lucas quickly put the USB drive back in his jade pendant.
Then he put the pendant in a safe.
I smiled lazily: “What for? Afraid I’ll watch it again?”
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He smiled too, looking into my eyes: “You can watch it as many times as you want. I just don’t want you giving it to the police.”
I stopped smiling. I stood up and looked at Lucas.
“If you don’t trust me, there’s no need to share your secrets with me,” I said softly. “I don’t care for
them at all.”
I turned to walk out of the room, then looked back at Lucas.
“Whether you believe it or not, I will never betray you to the police.”
I left as Lucas’s eyes filled with sudden guilt.
I hadn’t lied to him.
I would absolutely never hand him over to the police.
Collecting evidence, convicting through the law, carefully sentencing – that’s what normal people
like Ethan would do.
How could a lunatic like me give Lucas such an easy out12.
No matter what, after watching that video of Ethan, Lucas truly began to see me as one of his own
and open up to me.
He told me that before being acknowledged by the Lu family, he had actually been an illegitimate child kept out of the mother was consumed by the pain of being abandoned by his father and gradually
became unstable.
Lucas was only five or six years old at the time. Sometimes his mother would abandon him on the street, leaving him to cry in confusion.
Sometimes she would push him into the swimming pool, watching him choke and struggle in the
water.
She would cry over and over: “Why don’t you just die? If it weren’t for you, your father would never have abandoned us.”
Young Lucas was in so much pain. He didn’t know how to relieve this pain.
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So he started killing birds, torturing cats, and later developed to beating up other children.
Only by seeing others suffer as much as him did he feel a little better.
“Later on, I couldn’t control myself anymore,” he said. “I truly loved my girlfriend, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to torture her…”
What about Ethan?
For a moment, I couldn’t help wanting to ask.
When you did those things to him, was that also something you couldn’t control?
But I didn’t ask.
I just stroked Lucas’s head like petting a puppy who made a mistake:
“I understand.”
“It’s okay. Your dad abandoned you, your mom abandoned you.”
“But I won’t. No matter what you become, good or bad, I’ll stay by your side.”
“Because you’re my caretaker?” Lucas buried his face in my palm.
“No.” I shook my head gently. “Because I’m your kind.”
That day, Lucas fell asleep leaning against me.
Before this, he hadn’t experienced the feeling of falling asleep without medication in a long time.
I guess I made him feel safe.
A monster, after walking a long and lonely road, finally encounfinally met another monster who could truly understand him.
But…
I caressed Lucas’s brows and eyes longingly with my hand.
Monsters eat their own kind, you know!
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