[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

He disappeared for a whole year, and her Mr. J left her alone in this city, this world, and then mercilessly disappeared from her world for a whole year.

During this year, she went from being desperate and unacceptable at the beginning to being sad later, and then all of these turned into crazy misses for her Mr. J, and later, she already felt that as long as he could come back, everything would be fine, and finally , she learned to wait.

Pamela was very happy that she came out of that depressed and crazy mood, saying that this is not a kind of growth, and that she should learn to get used to his leaving, but she is not used to it, nor does she want to get used to it Just thinking about it was enough to drive her into madness again. She just believed that if he was still in this world, he would definitely come back.

Finally, she waited for his return.After experiencing such a long wait, and as if those seemingly endless waits were just a blink of an eye in the face of this fact, she should feel ecstatic, should break into the busiest bar in Gotham, order the most expensive wine to drink, Celebrate by knocking the bartender's head off with a bottle while paying the bill.

But for some reason, she was not as happy as she imagined.Maybe it was because he had been away for too long for her.

She had found him, or rather, she thought she had found him.

His figure was hidden in the darkness, and she could only hear his voice.

She turned on the light and heard herself say, "Are you really there?"

Her Mr. J answered her: "I have always been."

"You've been away for a whole year and I miss you so much, you know? But I can't see you now...it's too dark, can you come down to the light?"

"Don't worry about it, I've always been here, right here, right by your side."

She followed the sound and looked over. The light of the chandelier above her head did not cover the area. Under the extremely dim light, she faintly saw Mr. J's green hair and teeth exposed to the air without the protection of closed lips.

"Aren't you excited? I've had a great time, and I've reserved a great show for you, and you've had your share from the beginning. You should be excited."

She also felt that she should be excited, but looking at Mr. J who was standing in the dark part and never stood under the light, she didn't know why she didn't feel happy.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked softly.

"Take off your clothes."

She did so without hesitation, her body was exposed to the damp and cold air, but she looked at the figure hidden in the darkness without evasion: "And then?"

He threw her an outfit and even a pair of shoes for her to wear.

She felt puzzled, but still picked up the outfit from the ground and put it on: "Don't you think it's more fun not to wear these outfits?"

"No no no, these costumes are far more fun than you think—as long as you wear them."

In the process of putting on these clothes, she gradually discovered something: "I feel that my shoulders are very tight. With these shoes, I am as tall as you... and my figure is the same..."

"That's right, that's it, that's what it means!" Mr. J finally walked into the light, and she also saw him fixing his face with a rubber band, "Same as me!"

"You should be like me, but now there is only one thing missing." Mr. J gently scratched her face with the blade in his hand.

"Your pretty face ruins the whole effect, I'm afraid, we have to give up..."

She understood what he was saying, but she didn't want to believe it: "I don't understand..."

"Harry, you've always been my perfect little monster," Mr. J said with a smug smile as he looked at the blade in his hand, "I pulled you out of my chest and sewed you together with a lie. It was me Throw your boring brain on the ground, trample it, and replace it with a perverted, perfect brain."

"You are my creation and I want you to remain perfect."

Tears started to fall from the corners of her eyes: "If that's the case, would you still think I'm pretty?"

The blade gliding across her cheek stopped.

Her tears probably smudged the paint on her face. She felt the pain around her eyes from being stimulated by the paint, but she didn't care about it. She raised her eyes to see that half of her body was blurred in the darkness. Mr. J whose figure is exposed to the light.

The hand holding the blade stopped beside her face, and "Mr. J" who was standing not far from her still had a ferocious but stiff smile on his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.

She finally found out what was wrong: "You are not my Mr. J."

What did not match the performance of "Mr. J" was the words that came out of his mouth: "Oh, when did I think you were beautiful, Halle?"

A female voice she had never heard before came from the mouth of "Mr. J" in front of her at the same time: "He has never admired your face."

Then, the whole space fell into silence.She looked at the fake "Mr. J" standing in front of her, and knew that the real Mr. J was watching the scene in front of her from a place she didn't know, and all the words just now came from Mr. J's mouth.

She slowly closed her eyes: "Will it hurt?"

She was answered first by silence, then by two distinct voices.

Her Mr. J said: "Of course, of course... it hurts so much that you want to die immediately! But there will be a bright red beauty in front of your eyes! And from now on you will not be bound by the skin anymore! Of course I mean not only It’s because you don’t have to wash your face from now on hahaha! It’s just that you need to prepare some eye drops, you know, because you lost the layer of skin on your eyes.”

The fake Mr. J said: "Very painful, of course I haven't experienced it, I actually don't know which is more painful than falling into a chemical bucket - so you plan to test it yourself and tell me the answer? Although I'm not interested in the answer."

Her Mr. J wanted her to become more "perfect", but the fake Mr. J didn't seem to want her to do so. Anyway, she opened her eyes and prayed to her Mr. J: "No, Mr. J, I do not like this……"

Tears flowed down her eyes uncontrollably, and in the haze, she heard Mr. J's wild laughter, and the blade in the fake Mr. J's hand reflected brightly under the light.

She screamed and closed her eyes, but her body was against her will, and she couldn't resist. The next moment, she felt something was wrapped around her head.

"Okay, it's done."

The expected pain did not come, she slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes were bright red, but it seemed to be the effect brought about by the things on her head, because she could see in her vision In the middle of the screen, I saw my own gloved hand that was filtered into red.

"What did I say? A bright red beauty, right? A surprise!"

"Mr. J...you said it hurt, but I don't feel anything..."

"Huh? At least I lied to you, didn't I? You look 'perfect' now, just like I used to be, hahahahahaha——"

She reached out to pull away the lamp that was turned on by the fake Mr. J when she closed her eyes and waited for the fate that Mr. J brought her, and then saw the voice of the fake Mr. J.

Then she heard Mr. J's displeased voice: "This is different from what we agreed..."

"You didn't follow the rules completely, did you?" The counterfeit Mr. J replied, "If anyone talks about the rules with the clown, then someone's brain is out of order."

The fake Mr. J glanced at her: "The clown doesn't like pretty faces, that's because he can only appreciate faces painted with funny oil paint and full of black humor."

"I'm different from him," the fake Mr. J finally had a smile in his eyes. Although he didn't know why, Harry could see Mr. J's shadow from this smile, which was probably why she didn't recognize him at first. The reason for this person, "I still recognize your beauty."

Mr. J's crazy laughter sounded again: "Oh - you are so annoying, damn little monster!"

The fake Mr. J who was called "little monster" waved her hand: "Because in his eyes, the two of us are probably similar, the only difference is that you are his creation, and I..."

"I picked it up, just like the little bat picked up his little birds hahahaha," Mr. J's voice was filled with deep disgust but complacent, "I hate her so much—see Look, what I found? A little monster who wants to prove that gods are no different from monsters! Whimsical, full of stupidity and madness! This feeling of looking in a mirror really disgusts me!"

She listened quietly, looking at the fake Mr. J with a hollow and crazy smile in his eyes, his face was covered by something, and tears flowed quietly from his eyes.

Although he still seemed as crazy and charming as before, she could feel that her Mr. J was no longer her Mr. J.

The author has something to say: This episode is officially completed~

Irresponsible Little Theater:

Clown: She is so annoying!

Grace: I don't think you're too good at being annoying.

Halle: Hehe, I know Bat and Robin are true love, so you two are too?Goodbye, I'll go with Pamela.

Pamela: (opens arms) Comeon, baby!My arms are always open for you!

感谢在2020-03-1023:19:28~2020-03-1200:00:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 flower in the mirror;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: I really don't bother to think of names 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: go to bed early and dream of 17 bottles of red hood; 9 bottles of Qianling'er; 1 bottle of Jingyan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!