My name is Joe and I was born in New York.
I have a happy family, a beautiful and gentle mother, and a strict and loving father.
Sorry, wrong open method.
I have an unfortunate family, a violent father, a powerless mother, and an innocent and weak me.
From a very young age, I knew that my parents did not love each other, at least in my understanding, two people who love each other will not always quarrel and fight.
Every time I see the bruises on my mother's face, I feel distressed and blame myself.
I want to grow up quickly and become a real man, so that I can protect my mother from being beaten by my father.
Finally one day I took the gun that my mother had hidden in the closet and rushed out and killed my father, the father who was beating my mother.
He just lay quietly on the carpet, the red blood stained little by little.
Now he's quiet, no more yelling at me, no more angry at my mother.
Now it's just me and my mother, and my mother is my home.
Life repeated day after day, and one day I saw another man hugging my mother in the supermarket.
One day, my mother bought me an ice cream and left me forever.
What a sad thing, I lost my father and I lost my mother.
I became a wandering orphan in a corner of New York.
(1) Candace
So I stumbled into a bookstore, Mr. Mooney's.
Then I became the Joe of the bookstore.
Mr. Mooney is very nice, he taught me to read, taught me to protect books, taught me to make out-of-print books, and he even taught me a lot of life lessons.
If he hadn't locked me in a glass house in the basement because of my mistake, I would have thought he was my ideal father.
I grew up and became the manager of the bookstore.
I know all the books in the bookstore, I love reading, and reading makes me feel empowered.
I met a woman, Candace, and I gave her an out-of-print book.
But she cheated, she left me, and she tore up the out-of-print book when she left.
The precious book I gave her.
Woman, cruel and ruthless woman.
I followed her all the way, we had an argument, she died in a panic, I was very scared and sad.
I buried my beloved Candace in the soil.
I went to seek Mr. Mooney's help, thank him, and let me complete the follow-up things, such as forging evidence that Candace is still alive, making an alibi, and so on.
(2) Beck
Soon I met another girl, Beck, and the moment she approached the bookstore, I knew it was her, the mother of my children, the person I would spend my life with.
I quickly searched for Beck on social networks, trying to get to know everything about her.
I learned that she has a scumbag boyfriend, Benji, and a good friend Peach who is controlling.
I stalked Beck silently, I kept spying on her out of her window, and I spy on her with the phone I stole.
God, she is so beautiful, and such a beautiful girl has such a terrible life.
God, she is so beautiful, she should be mine, I should protect her, and I should give you a perfect life. I will respect you and I will understand you.
So I started to implement the second phase of the plan, and I started to create some random encounters on purpose.
Luckily I took the chance and rescued a drunk Beck on the subway tracks.
After encounters again and again, I finally walked into Beck, and I became her boyfriend.
I understand that I am her boyfriend, it should be.
So I have to get rid of Benji, who has been haunted all the time, and Benji, who was locked in the glass room, also gave me a few tricks. But he's not a good guy, and it's because he treats Beck like trash that the Beck he gets is a slut who can be as good as he can get.
But my Beck was different, she longed for a heart-to-heart connection.
Seems to be getting better, no Benji, just me, Joe and Beck.
But I found out that Peach, Beck's wealthy girlfriend, she seemed to feel the real me, and she had been consciously isolating me and Beck, and pretended to introduce Beck to the screenwriter.
Sure enough, Beck was insulted by the screenwriter, and her script was not recognized at all.
I got another point in my battle with Peach.
But I didn't expect Peach to be so clever, she actually used suicide to get Beck's forgiveness.
Poor my little angel was so innocent and kind, she believed in Peach and even agreed to go on vacation with Peach.
I saw the triumph in Peach's eyes. Is she going to succeed? Leave New York with my Beck forever, leave me?
No, I'm going to save you, Peach is a pervert who wants to take over you.
So I drove to Peach's villa, and I peeked at Beck and Peach in this big villa.
I'm glad Beck rejected Peach, she didn't plan to leave me, she chose to go back to New York to be with me.
Now it's my turn, I just need to get out of here before Peach finds me.
Unfortunately, my wishes did not go my way, so I had to kill Peach.
It's just me and Beck now and everything will be fine.
Well, at least that's what I thought.
I didn't expect Beck and I to go further and further and she started to feel restrained and unhappy.
I reflected and finally decided, in that case, I'll let you go, if that's what you desire.
Naturally we broke up.
I still search the Internet for Beck's news as usual, about a dozen times a day.
It is good that she is now successful and a famous writer.
Of course the story she wrote was about Peach, and the story about Peach made her a writer of that name.
So Beck, you have to thank me for making you successful. Although you will never know.
Soon I had another girlfriend, Karan, she was healthy and happy, she always brought me a lot of joy.
I'm fine with her.
She has a lot of good things, but she's not Beck.
So when Karen and I were hanging out around the neighborhood, and seeing Beck who was also hanging out, I was heartbroken again.
That haunting feeling hit me again.
I'm sure she must feel the same way, otherwise she wouldn't be texting me again and again by discussing things.
So we played hot again very quickly.
God knows how much I miss Beck, the woman I am obsessed with.
I knew I couldn't delay Karen, so I broke up with her decisively. Unexpectedly, she packed up her things decisively and left without holding back or begging.
I was a little disappointed, but that was quickly washed out by Beck.
Beck, it's my Beck, the happiness of my life.
I won Beck again and we are as good as ever.
No, better and sweeter than before.
I am very happy and happy every day.
This would have been perfect if I hadn't found out that Beck was cheating on his psychiatrist.
Why, why would he do this?
I nearly broke down and I rushed home to question Beck.
If there is no integrity, there is nothing between us.
Thankfully she answered me honestly, but unfortunately, she actually cheated.
She also swore to me that she would never cheat again in the future, just the two of us, Joe and Beck, live a good life and live happily.
Of course I am happy.
But suddenly Beck started paying attention to my personal life, my ex-girlfriend Candace.
Of course, what I don't know is that Beck met Karen, and Karen said some specious things to Beck, which aroused Beck's curiosity little by little.
It is said that curiosity killed the cat, but this is Beck, how could I have the heart to hurt her.
So I also took advantage of the situation to tell the dusty history, and the life of Candace in Italy. Of course, the evidence I brought out was Candace on Facebook after the name was changed. Everything seemed normal.
So all barriers are gone, and I no longer have nightmares at night.
All good things are not real.
When I woke up in the morning I happily went to buy Beck's favorite bread, and who knew everything would have changed when I got back.
Beck has discovered my little secret hidden in the bathroom wall. She is as smart as she can recognize the phone she once lost, Benji's watch, Peach's necklace, etc. She can also deduce the connection.
So I had to lock Beck in this clear glass house too.
The last time Benji was in there, he destroyed a lot of collector's editions, so what about Beck this time?
I haven't figured out what to do with Beck yet?
I just brought her food day in and day out and I put her in captivity.
We also tried to communicate. At first, she didn’t understand me, and she called me a pervert. Later, she slowly calmed down and tried to write a book on the typewriter I brought her. She also expressed that she could understand me and fully understand me. I.
Poor weak I believed it all at once, so I opened the door and let her out.
Unexpectedly, she was just pretending, and she was ready to run away when she had the chance.
I took the spare key out of this gorgeous house while she was on the run.
I attacked Beck, we scuffled together, and I ended up killing her.
I also used Beck's novel to successfully frame the whole thing on the psychiatrist.
Beck died, but her book became a bestseller. Just as she once dreamed.
Am I Bluebeard, am I the perfect boyfriend?
None of this matters because I saw Candace again, the Candace I thought was dead.
She called Bunny and came to me with cruelty in her eyes that I didn't understand.
I remember a saying I once heard, if you love him, take him to New York, because it is heaven; if you hate him, take him to New York, because it is hell.
Because Beck and Candace used to be my heaven; and because Beck and Candace were my hell.
I decided to leave.
I'm going to a new place and starting my life anew.
(3) Lo I came to Los Angeles, and I left the nightmare that had been haunting me, and Candace, who came back from the wet dirt.
L.A. looks good, everyone is nice.
I quickly found a place to stay, the second floor of a hotel as my shelter.
My landlord Delilah is a beautiful and fierce woman who protects his sister like a tigress protecting her chicks.
You know, 15-year-old girls are always rebellious.
I used a little trick in the interview process, and I went back to my old business without a hitch. I got a job in a bookstore.
Facing the stacks of books, I felt free and at ease.
As I was about to go out, I found someone, a woman who had captured all my energy.
This is the scene where I first saw Love.
I just got a job and Love is busy shopping for vegetables.
When we first met, she was very welcoming to me, and she captured my heart.
But I can't, I can't approach him so quickly, I'm afraid I'll hurt him.
So in the face of her favor, I flinched a little.
In order to see Love's personal homepage, I also applied for an account, and under the guidance of Delilah's sister, I started to create a so-called cyberspace personality for myself.
I added Love without hesitation.
It's odd that I'm quietly watching him while rejecting him when she's approaching me.
In fact, I chose this hotel after noticing Love. I even set up a telescope at the window under the pretext of observing astronomy and astrology, in fact, it was just for me to peep at Love all the time.
Love is a nice person, she's optimistic and beautiful, she loves to bake, and she has a lot of friends, real friends, I mean not friends like Beck's friend Peach.
Her friends all like her from the bottom of their hearts, respect him, love her, and help her out.
In the follow-up time and time again, I learned that Love really liked me, and I was the person she was attracted to again after her husband passed away.
God, I am so honored. And, so coincidentally, I love Love too.
The first time I saw her, I started fantasizing again. It seemed that every woman I fell in love with, it was easy for me to fantasize about my life with hers, our life as a family.
At this moment, this woman named Love is the mother of my future child, and I long for her.
But I started to have fantasies again, and I always saw Beck, Beck who was dead.
I still live the same life as before. On the surface, I am a serious bookstore employee. In fact, I also built a glass room that is exactly the same in a warehouse.
At this moment, there is still a person locked in the glass room, a passport dealer.
I started my feeding life again.
I kept telling myself, I have to get better, I am worthy of Love, I have to change.
So I'm really changing, I'm trying to be less of a pervert, even though I don't think I'm a pervert.
I decided to let Will go, let him go, and that's how I've gotten better, isn't it?
I don't need to kill people every time, although I've been forced to kill and dismember a tall and strong man in order to deal with his misery.
I let Will go, and I think I'm at peace.
I'm getting better, aren't I?
I approached Love little by little, and of course her twin brother Forty.
I broke up with Love, and Love even got a new boyfriend.
Forty has always encouraged me, he thinks I am more suitable for Love, and only I can bring true joy to Love.
Is that so? I watched from a distance happy Love with her new boyfriend.
She still looks as beautiful as ever, as happy as ever.
This happiness can only be given to you by me?
I finally got the chance, Forty deliberately provoked him, Love's new boyfriend, so it started a war. The three of us annoyed Love together, but thankfully the nasty boyfriend is gone.
Love and I were reconciled too, and I even went to their house party with her.
Unexpectedly, I saw Candace in my dreams here, she used a pseudonym like me, and she became Forty's girlfriend.
So I faced all this with a stunned face and pretended to be calm, trying to find an opportunity to ask Candace what the hell was going on.
Candace said she just wanted to protect Love or anyone who might be hurt by me again.
But I won't hurt Love anymore, Beck's incident was just an accident.
My explanation didn't convince Love, I just had to endure her being around us like a fly all the time.
Fortunately, there is still Love, and Love makes me happy.
It was also during this family gathering that I discovered that Love's family was also a sick family.
My father was used to cheating, my mother was used to covering up peace, and she was used to being ignored and protecting Forty.
I feel very distressed, this kind of Love should be held in my hand.
I swear I will treat Love well.
But a tricky thing happened, Delilah, Delilah, whom I had a brief intimacy with, Delilah, who I had a brief intimacy with during my breakup with Love, discovered my little secret.
She found my hidden keys, even my warehouse, my glass house.
So I just lock her up first, and I start my feeding life again.
Candace is almost everywhere, and I don't know what she's saying to everyone else.
I want to get out of here, maybe only I can get out safely.
So I am ready to leave again, sorry Love, although I love you, but I am leaving you, I wish you happiness. I wrote a letter and slipped it into her closet.
I also replaced Delilah with a time lock, set the time, and put the key aside. As long as I leave the city, Delilah can leave safely.
The plan is perfect, but the plan cannot keep up with the changes.
Me and Forty were robbed and we were pushed into a car with blindfolds by two burly men and sent to a hotel.
I soon found out that it was just Forty's ruse, so it was just for me and Forty to change the script well, so Forty came up with an idea.
So if I can't change the book, I can't leave, but the time I set is getting closer and closer. Every time I tried to get out, the big guy outside would punch me back.
Worse still, I got LSD in the water I drank, WTF, could it be worse.
This magical night has passed, and I really did not leave.
I don't know what's going on, I'm trying to sort it out. Because on this foggy night, Delilah died, her blood filled the glass house, she would never make a sound, she would never control her sister again.
I'm pretty sure I didn't do it, I didn't kill Delilah, who was that?
In this psychedelic world, I seem to hear Forty's confession, he cried and told me the story of his childhood and the nanny who looked after her; I seemed to go out with Forty, and I gave Delilah a gift Food; I think I also saw Love and her mother.
What happened, when I was still in the glass house.
Candace came in and she took the opportunity to lock me up in the glass house with Delilah's body.
I tried to explain, but then I gave up.
If I did it, then I should pay for what I did.
I used to be because of love, so what am I because of this time?
Could I just be a bloodthirsty demon from start to finish.
I deserve to be punished, I lost all desire to survive, I even threw out the second key that I had secretly hidden.
I want to wait quietly for my fate.
It's just that I didn't want Love to see it, but Candace came with Love anyway.
My Love saw me with a fresh corpse.
She must think I'm a total demon.
I saw her running out with a look of disbelief and sadness on her face.
Within ten minutes, I found out that Love was back.
Then I knew all the truth, the truth is that Love killed Candace, threatening my Candace; Love also killed Delilah, possibly threatening my Delilah.
So I became Beck and Love became the old me.
It's all absurd and real.
I'm panicking, I'm starting to panic about this Love.
It was only now that I started to think in Beck's mind, thinking about all this, thinking about everything I had done before, I even imitated Beck to escape, and Love really thought I understood her.
I took this opportunity to escape the glass house, and I even prepared to attack Love.
But Love told me she was pregnant.
My feelings are very complicated at the moment, and I don't know exactly what feelings I have for Love.
I can't tell, but I know it's not that strong anymore.
Is it because Love killed Candace and Delilah?
But I slowly began to let go.
While attending a Love friend's wedding, I suddenly figured it out.
I love Love, and Love loves me, and she's still pregnant with my baby.
This is the beginning of a happy life, isn't it?
It's the life I've always longed for, isn't it.
Love and I are two perverts, but we love each other, aren't we.
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