Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

That night, sixteen-year-old Tu Wan sat in front of the window where the scenery remained the same no matter how long it took, staring blankly at a children's book all night.

When daybreak came she looked up and saw her own face in the window.

Tear marks dried on the indifferent face, forming an expression she had never seen before.

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The galaxy flower rotated quietly behind him, against the backdrop of the much more mature face on the glass window.

The focus in her eyes, which had been scattered by memories, slowly came back. Looking at herself in the mirror, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

I looked at the bookshelf by the wall, which was filled with all the works of the Undead Demon. Looking back, I couldn't quite remember how I collected all of them in one day, but anyway, in such a hot day, I went to each bookstore in person looking for the books according to the list. I guess in the eyes of my parents, it was no different from another seizure.

But... she still clearly remembers how she felt after watching "Galaxy Flower".

For the first time in my life, I felt such curiosity about a complete stranger whose gender, age, appearance and origin I didn't know.

What kind of person is the immortal demon?

What gave rise to his unbridled imagination and his endlessly self-contradictory views?

Or is it that he just drew a very simple and plain story, and the viewers would see different scenery in it according to their own needs?

So what did Tu Wan see in these stories?

The previous book is still talking about loneliness, and the next one is talking about happiness.

The previous book talks about the infinite pursuit of joy in life, and the next book talks about the freedom of dying.

This short story says that even the unremembered daily life is worth cherishing, while another small cartoon denounces that a meaningless life is meaningless.

……

What a lunatic.

After reading all the works of Undead Demon that he could find, whether new or old, published or unpublished, pirated or wild, Tu Wan thought so sincerely.

He must be a schizophrenic.

Otherwise, how could he draw so many outrageous stories of himself fighting with himself?

Children can only see the innocent and interesting parts in it, but she saw naked malice towards human nature in it.

What seems good is in contrast to the audience's evil, and what seems evil is tempting people to step into the abyss.

As a teenager, Tu Wan regarded the Undead Demon as a formidable devil, and could not help but sleep with these works in his arms every day.

Gradually, her room was transformed into a library. At first, the works of the Undead Demon only occupied a small space deliberately designed for them, but as time passed, the territory of the Undead Demon expanded more and more. She would buy every one of her works and every new version, and would buy several copies and place them in different places.

Then the specific paintings in the work are printed out, framed, and hung on the wall.

She also tried to find a little-known painter to restore the wall, intending to create a huge mural in the room. However, after the painter had worked hard to finish the painting, Miss Tu sent him away with a smile on the surface, but turned around and painted the entire wall back over.

With her half-baked level of appreciation, she couldn't find any fault with it, but... it was just different.

So different.

What she likes is the things drawn by the immortal demon himself.

Facing the whitewashed wall, Miss Tu smiled with a look of sudden enlightenment and nonchalant joy.

——This is what I like.

she thinks.

But, can liking other people’s works also be considered a kind of love?

Then she began to investigate the identity of the undead demon.

This is very easy to check. When the Galaxy Flower first came out, the Undead Demon was already popular for a while. That's why she felt familiar with it.

——Immortal demon, talented young painter.

When Miss Tu saw the word "small", she had a bad feeling.

——He was only seven years old when he published "Flowers of the Galaxy".

Tu Wan: ………………

Cardiac arrest is no different.

At that time, Miss Tu, who still had a high self-esteem and was very picky and arrogant, was suddenly swept over by an inexplicable anger. The sudden impulse made her silently clear out all the things related to the undead demon from the room and locked them in the storage room.

Are you kidding me?

Does that mean she was truly bewitched by a children's story? And a children's story drawn by a seven-year-old kid at that?

What did she think she saw in this children's story drawn by a seven-year-old? Did she see herself? Did she see human nature? Did she see the devil?

Ha! It’s almost like a big ghost!

Seeing Tu Wan throw all the children's literature that she had collected with great effort into the storage room, Tu's parents didn't dare to say a word. When they asked her what was wrong, she said calmly, "It's nothing, just a three-minute enthusiasm."

Then, less than half a month later, while staring at the glass again, she opened the storage room and put all the things back in their proper places.

Young people care about their reputation, so they do such things secretly in the middle of the night away from their parents. Little do they know that Tu's father and mother are quietly listening to their daughter's movements through the door, and they dare not make a sound either.

After bringing the "immortal demon" back to the room, Tu Wan finished reading the information that he had not finished reading last time.

——Undead Demon, a talented little painter, was only seven years old when "Flower of the Galaxy" was published. The publishing house declined all interviews with reporters at the request of the painter himself, but at the same time, an editor revealed that this little genius who suddenly appeared was a child who was abandoned in an orphanage as soon as he was born. All the stories that Undead Demon has drawn so far were completed in the orphanage.

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Another long daze.

Sixteen-year-old Tu Wan turned around and looked at the books on the bookshelf.

Those lines that are too sharp and rugged for children, those gorgeous, strange and fantastic colors, and the free and imaginative stories.

That question popped up in my mind again.

——What kind of child is the immortal demon?

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Even now, Tu Wan finds it difficult to answer this question.

Just like she still doesn't know what she likes, and doesn't know whether her life, which seems to be following a routine without any pursuit, can be considered a meaningful life.

Can……

A knock on the door suddenly interrupted her wandering thoughts.

"Xiao Wan, the midnight snack is ready. Do you want me to make you a drink or do it yourself?"

Tu Wan came back to his senses: "I can do it myself!"

She stood up, took a last look at herself in the glass, smiled at the person inside, and walked out through the bright galaxy flowers.

After a few steps, the phone suddenly rang. It was Lin Xinzhou calling.

"Tu Wan! I heard that Ye Kong is planning to go to Hua He tomorrow! Zhou Song and I discussed it and since we have nothing to do recently, we plan to go with her. Do you want to go?!"

Tu Wan: ...