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Their love for me is conditional.

They had a child, a girl, and her mother often brought her to the lab to play with me. Many times, she was playing and I was watching her quietly. In the twelfth month of the cold winter of 13, I felt emotions incredibly. I could hear someone whispering, can monsters also have emotions?

My mother said that I was her most successful experiment, just like her own child, and that I would go to school with her daughter in the future. Their opinions diverged, and they said that a monster was a monster, and even if it had emotions, who could guarantee whether it was good or bad?

I watched them argue quietly through the glass. They thought the thick soundproof glass could block their quarrels, but they didn't know I could lip read. I translated their words bit by bit in my mind, and I was left with only confusion in my heart. Xiaoshui said that I was the best friend she had ever met, as pure as a blank piece of paper, but in their mouths, I was a monster with hidden dangers, a bomb that could explode at any time.

In the spring of the following year, green buds sprouted. My mother promised me that as long as I was obedient, I could go to school with Xiaoshui. But when the time came, I only saw her crying and pretending to be calm. I knew she compromised. She felt sorry for me, but she still chose someone else between me and others.

Liar. I read in books that parents will choose their children unconditionally and love them. But she didn't. I always stared at her heart, and I always felt that there were too many things hidden in it. So much so that my mother squeezed me into a small corner.

...

They stripped away my emotions, they pressed me on the operating table, the stripping process was extremely painful, but I endured it without changing my expression. It was just another scar on my body, which was not a problem for me.

Lying on the operating table, I thought about the first time I was on the operating table. My father cut open my stomach and they wanted to see the structure inside my body. They said I was a monster and that I could not die, so they didn’t need anesthesia.

But, it will hurt.

I was born as a human, but under their training, I became a monster. I made them what they are, but they treated me as an alien. They said that people should have emotions, and that my cold eyes were creepy, but they also said they wanted to see whether a monster's emotions were good or evil.

They deprived me of my emotions again, trying to see if this was a renewable resource and if it could grow again like removed internal organs.

I turned back into a cold, machine-like person. Sometimes I felt that I was no different from every part in the laboratory, operating and regenerating according to their ideas. My heart was beating in an empty space, as if it was programmed, not beating for anyone.

...

They tried to provoke me. They wanted to see where my bottom line was, how I would get angry, what I would do after getting angry, and whether there was human gene restraint in my genes.

They threw a little water into my world and I tore her apart.

The laboratory was in chaos, and the father was grief-stricken. He shouted that his own daughter died at the hands of a heartless monster like me. He screamed that he wanted to stop the experiment and kill me. I saw fear in their eyes.

But it was clear that they were testing me. In my rage, I threw it into the stream, like throwing a rabbit into a crowd of wild beasts. I tore the rabbit into pieces, and they said I was cruel and heartless.

They determined that I was a bad seed. Even if I did nothing, they still thought it was a lurking before hunting. They threw stones at me, they deprived me of my emotions, they truly made me into a superhuman machine, and after I killed the first person, they said that I was born a bad seed, a monster, a demon, and should be killed.

I said she was a monster!

I have heard such words countless times, and this time they were roaring even more firmly because they had pushed me to the extreme and had evidence.

Before Xiaoshui died, he whispered, "Go quickly. Step on my body and leave this ghost place. Take my expectation to see the lights outside. A mother will forgive her child. You are an immortal monster who can see mountains and rivers for five hundred years."

The mother leaned against the wall and watched in despair as her child killed her child.

...

The monster will not die, but she will die with her sins.

My emotions became another me, but they carried my deepest hatred and created this death train.

My body would betray me because I would have died on the way out of the lab, and the mother would have killed her child because she had identified with others in her daughter's death, and she was not on my side again.

My soul may not betray me, because she is on her way home, Xiaoshui is at the end of the train, she is the treasure of my emotions, and before I reach the end, I have developed emotions again. 】

[Dear, I know you will come, do you want to rush to death? ]

【Gather with me, you are a monster, not tolerated by the world. 】

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New Year's Eve arrived as scheduled. Li Wenshu handed the update over to the system, asking it to send it out at a good time and also send her New Year's Eve wishes.

The system thought for a long time in front of the computer keyboard, and wanted to come up with a unique idea, but it didn't have as good a brain as the host, so it couldn't think of it.

Finally, I fiddled with it, typed a simple blessing, and clicked send.

[Author has something to say: I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve and enjoy watching it^-^. ]

The system lay on the keyboard, swinging its two short legs, controlling the mouse and looking at the words on the computer screen.

He scratched his head for a long while, feeling that it was inappropriate to give this blessing.

[Are you sending this blessing to mock me for crying like a dog during the Chinese New Year [Death Smile]]

[The last smiley symbol, no matter how I look at it, I want to shake my fist at you [Death Smile]]

【Look straight at my tears, do you think I am happy? 】

[If you really want me to have a happy New Year's Eve, you shouldn't have stabbed me like this at this time. ]

[It's Chinese New Year, I thought you would give me a happy life, but in the end all the happiness was your blessing message in the author's comment.]

[Do you know how embarrassing it was when I cried so hard during a family dinner? 】

[I cried so hard when I was watching the update but I didn't break down. I broke down when I saw your New Year's Eve blessings. It turns out that you knew today was New Year's Eve, but you still gave me such a vicious plot, making me cry like my 1.88-meter-tall, considerate and gentle husband ran away on this night that should have been beautiful.]

[How obvious is love or not? On this beautiful night, you gave me a plot that you knew would make me cry, and added a sarcastic blessing at the end. Do you still remember the you when I first knew you? You were simple and beautiful. You have changed, you old thief. You have really changed. You have become cunning and treacherous.]

[Why does it feel like it's almost over? 】