"The third regret."
Beichuan Si’s voice, as if the Death God were hastening one’s end, made Shan Yuanmu Yuzi clasp her shoulders tightly.
"When you were about five years old, the world completely changed. Shan Yuan Liz, who had always been struggling with her health, fell ill and departed from this world shortly after being hospitalized."
Beichuan Si’s gaze beca even calr as he continued, "She was your favorite person, the most beloved person in the world to you, yet she left like this... It left the deepest scar in your heart—it can be said that your mother’s death is the most significant reason you beca what you are now."
"Every ti you entered your ntal world, the incessant noise that kept resounding was actually your mother’s voice, accumulating layer upon layer... gradually turning into noise."
"This is your third ntal image, the image of your mother."
Beichuan Si raised his hand.
Light radiated from his fingertips, slowly tracing the outline of a woman in the air who resembled Shan Yuanmu Yuzi by about seventy percent.
Perhaps Shan Yuanmu Yuzi was too shaken at that mont, he could use the power of the ntal world to so extent.
"Mother Riko..." Shan Yuanmu Yuzi gazed at the woman in the air who was gently smiling at her, her eyes vacant.
"The death of your mother signifies a complete severance from your childhood, no matter how wonderful it was, you can never return to it."
"After that, your father’s political career started flourishing, and under his demands, you began studying many things you did not like, because as the daughter of a distinguished family, you had to learn a lot... There is a phrase you might rember—"
Beichuan Si was about to continue speaking but was interrupted by Shan Yuanmu Yuzi with an extrely strained voice, "Father would often say it while looking at , with an unusually disappointed... an especially sorrowful expression, he would say this phrase—"
"If it were Riko."
Tears uncontrollably stread from her eyes as she choked, "I really tried hard, but my mother was just too outstanding. I couldn’t catch up to her."
Yes, Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s mother, Shan Yuan Liz, was an exceptional woman, talented, kind-hearted, and graceful.
Shan Yuanmu gazed at Shan Yuanmu Yuzi, who bore a striking resemblance to Shan Yuan Liz, naturally recalling the past scenes.
And this often-repeated phrase beca the indelible shadow in the young heart of Shan Yuanmu Yuzi.
"This is your fourth regret, the fourth ntal image, your father’s harsh criticism. Your father’s harsh criticism represents the oppressive nature of family, which is why you chose to rent a place outside and only return ho on Saturdays and Sundays."
Beichuan Si picked up where she left off, continuing:
"Under such oppressive education, you learned a lot, but your already scarred ntal state made you forget how to express other emotions, which is what you call the strange tale, the source of the smiling clown."
"The smiling clown represents your detachnt from your personal emotions, for the sake of your father’s career, you try to disguise yourself, smiling when facing others. This is the fifth ntal image, and it is an aspect of you that you cannot discard."
The topic reached the sixth ntal image.
This ti, Beichuan Si’s language was exceptionally succinct:
"Under such forced pressure, your ntal state, already on the verge of collapse, was about to break. At this ti, soone appeared, whom you thought was your savior, but unexpectedly, he pushed you into an even deeper abyss."
"The piano class teacher, Aikawa... he is a scumbag who falsified his own resu, but you did not know this. His care for you once again allowed you to feel needed. On the afternoon of January 24th, you..."
Beichuan Si paused here, his gaze flickering slightly as he looked at Shan Yuanmu Yuzi: "You know what I an."
"You and he agreed to expose all the reversed realities... you no longer wanted to continue living in pain, but Aikawa who manipulated you abandoned you, taking over the apartnt you rented..."
This is the sixth ntal image... the sixth regret.
"Even now, Miss Shan Yuan remains smiling," Beichuan Si observed Shan Yuanmu Yuzi.
Why is her smile so piercing?
Because it is a smile she forces herself to wear.
This smile is completely different from Shen Gu Mirai’s, whose smile is unforced with eyes shimring like a starry sky.
But the smile on Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s face is like an overripe apple, almost rotting.
"An unreachable rooftop, this represents the accomplice’s broken promise, your last powerless struggle, and the current situation also coincidentally corresponds to this sixth ntal image."
Beichuan Si surveyed the area.
Like Ulysses, Shan Yuanmu Yuzi experienced various facets of human sin and made many mistakes, in her constructed world.
The chunks of at symbolize carnal desire.
The inverted pentagram on the field symbolizes Hell.
The old tree symbolizes her mories of this school.
The empty rooftop represents a place of solace.
These all have their referents.
Shenzhu Shihui gazed at Shan Yuanmu Yuzi, unconsciously showing sympathy in her eyes.
Although she was not like Beichuan Si, capable of thinking about so many things, she could express her goodwill through this expression.
"I... am such a person." Shan Yuanmu Yuzi tugged at her hair: "Stranger, leave alone now, I just want to say goodbye to the past... to say goodbye to everything..."
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