“看，我的血液如同牛奶，或者怜悯”，这苍白的孩子叫喊着。

"Behold, my blood is like milk, or mercury", the pale boy cried.

youdao

我还想再说点儿，但是今天在这里，我再说这最后一件：请不要怜悯我，也不要试图治愈或者改变我。

I could tell you so much more, but instead let me share one last insight. Don't pity me or try to cure or change me.

youdao

或者，我会从根本上考虑到，应该让你尽可能远离那些关于毫无规律，没有怜悯心的宇宙天性的令人压抑，让人害怕的知识？

Or would I ultimately consider the crushing, awful knowledge of the fundamentally random, uncaring nature of the universe should be kept from you as long as possible?

youdao