Little Milo raised his hands to cover his eyes and did not say any more. The muscles on his face were twitching. Agnes looked at little Milo calmly, waiting for him to return to normal.
After a long time, little Milo put down his hand covering his eyes and looked at Agnes. He seemed to have calmed down completely and regained his innocent smile.
"Sorry, I lost my temper."
"No, it seems that you are willing to tell me things about you. This is a good development." Agnes looked at Milo's condition, sighed, and shook her head.
"I already made my choice this afternoon." Little Milo said with a wink.
Agnes's expression became more serious, and she asked: "You are born to be able to feel other people's attitudes towards you, and these will always remain in your memory, right?"
"It seems like this," Xiao Milo's eyes were a little blank. He seemed to be recalling his previous experiences. After about half a minute, he continued: "It is indeed like this. I can still clearly recall every time they That look at me.”
Agnes nodded and asked again: "You seem to have had your own set of values from the very beginning?"
Little Milo seemed a little confused by Agnes's words. He looked at Agnes with doubtful eyes, as if waiting for Agnes to explain to her.
Agnes sighed and did not continue to ask this question. Instead, she said: "Your inspiration seems to be very high. You have the ability to hear the murmurs of hidden existences at half the stage of Sequence Nine. As far as I know , this is generally the Sequence 8 'Listener' ability of the 'Secret Prayer'."
Little Milo didn't pay attention to Agnes's previous question, nodded, looked at the water glass on the coffee table, swayed his legs, and said with a slightly hoarse voice: "Yes, I can hear it, from From beginning to end.”
"You seem to know that the whispering in your ears is not a normal situation?" Agnes looked at little Milo and asked.
Little Milo suddenly smiled. He raised his head, looked at Agnes, and nodded, but his eyes were a little blank.
"Yes, I know, but I don't remember when I found out."
Agnes stared closely into Milo's eyes, trying to find something inside, but she only saw a desolate and blank place.
"Do you know that it is usually difficult for a 'listener' with such an ability to survive for more than five years? And you are at least ten years old now." Agnes asked, still following little Milo's eyes. .
Xiao Milo turned his head slightly, nodded, and said nothing.
"It seems like you know there's something special about you." Agnes said with certainty.
"Yes, I know." Little Milo turned his head, the confusion in his eyes getting more and more serious. He looked at Agnes, but seemed not to look at Agnes, nodded and said, "I can feel that I Unlike Daniel, and I would subconsciously know that it was me who had the problem, not him.”
"I don't think that's the real reason." Agnes said firmly.
Little Milo looked at Agnes, smiled for a long time, and then said: "Yes, I seem to know subconsciously that normal children will not be like me."
"I have always known that normal children should be carefree and would not subconsciously guess other people's attitudes toward me and whether they love me like me."
"Normal children should love their parents, not stop loving them just because they don't love me."
"Normal children would not decide to kill their parents just because they want to sacrifice their brother."
"Normal children would not let their minds be filled with various murder plans and then implement them step by step."
"Normal children would not calmly clean up the scene after killing their parents."
Little Milo's face gradually showed resentment, and Agnes suddenly breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and felt a little heavy in her heart.
"But so what, even if there is something abnormal about me, so what? Who can keep himself normal amidst the nonsense that fills his ears and can't get rid of it? Can he keep himself normal when his parents think about sacrifices every day? normal?"
Little Milo seemed a little excited, and his voice was a little sharp. He subconsciously raised his voice and then actively lowered his voice when he returned to his senses. It sounded like he didn't have enough confidence to say this.
Agnes wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Milo.
"Yes, I know, even without these, I wouldn't be normal anywhere."
Little Milo hugged his knees with both hands, buried his face on his knees, and said in a muffled voice.
Agnes hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and rubbed the top of little Milo's head.
Xiao Milo stiffened for a moment, but did not move.
Agnes sighed and said, "You did do something wrong."
Little Milo straightened up and waved away Agnes' hand on his head.
"Yes, Ms. Boethia, I know that a good child should not think about how to kill others every day." Little Milo looked at Agnes and said as if there was nothing strange about her.
Agnes shook her head and said, "No, that's not it."
"What is that?" Little Milo tilted his head and looked at Agnes with a slight smile.
Agnes did not answer directly, but looked at the curve of the corners of Xiao Milo's mouth and frowned slightly, and said with certainty: "You feel pain because of your differences. In your heart, you feel that that is right. You Keep denying yourself.”
"I didn't..." Little Milo retorted subconsciously.
Agnes ignored Milo's retort and said without stopping: "You yearn for the 'normal child' you call it, and try your best to behave like a normal child, but you know very well that even if you appear to be No matter how 'normal' you are, it doesn't change the fact that you're not like that."
Little Milo turned his gaze to the side, without looking at Agnes, and said in a low voice: "If you don't behave normally, you will be sent to a lunatic asylum."
Agnes raised her eyebrows, raised her hand and touched Xiao Milo's hair, and asked: "Then why did you tell me your story? I haven't even asked you this yet."
Little Milo didn't speak, and he ignored Agnes's hand touching his hair. He was silent for a while, and finally hugged his knees and rested his chin on them.
"Yes, I do want to find someone and tell him all the things I have done." Milo said in a dull voice.
"It seems you have understood." Agnes showed a smile and asked softly: "Then what did you do to Daniel?"
