Personality V: I will save everything

It was such a big commotion that Natasha must have been attracted here.

Natasha walked forward, knelt on the ground, and gently held Hongdie's hands.

"Mom...I don't know what I think in this world...but I can tell you that I am always happy to be your daughter. I love you...Mom...please believe me, I am also a mother, and I know that children will never hate their mothers...As long as you smile at her, she will definitely forgive you."

Hongdie raised his head silently. He saw sincerity and tenderness in Natasha's eyes, but he did not see deception.

Hongdie gently reached out her hands, hugged Natasha, and stroked her back over and over again, just as she had imagined herself stroking her own child over and over again.

Originally, the red butterfly had calmed down, but at this moment a sudden sharp scream broke the silence.

The commotion just now naturally attracted the dancer. From the conversations of the people around her, she gradually pieced together the whole process of the incident.

"No! I don't believe it! You must be lying to me! This is not true!!!"

The dancer had imagined countless times what her biological mother looked like? Gentle? Beautiful? But definitely not the red butterfly that randomly hunted other people's lives in the manor.

The dancer couldn't accept that her fantasy of her mother had turned into the hideous and terrifying red butterfly in the game.

"No, no, dear, please listen to me, I am not like this, I am not!!!"

Hongdie tried desperately to explain, but what could she explain? Wasn't it she herself who pierced the dancer's body over and over again?

The ground around was littered with broken glass fragments. These were the pieces of cup that Hongdie swept onto the ground when she was in a state of collapse. Through the broken glass, Hongdie could see her own hideous and ugly form of Prajna.

No........this is not me.......I am not like this........I am not like this..............

The dancer also covered her eyes in fear. She tried her best to step back. She didn't want to admit the fact, and she didn't want to see Red Butterfly.

But when she retreated to the end, someone held her shoulders.

"Watch."

It was Qiu Ke. He held the dancer's body firmly, pried her hands apart, and straightened her chin, forcing her to stare at Hongdie's face.

"It's a scary face, but also very sad, isn't it? Look carefully."

Yes, in Japanese culture, although the Prajna symbolizes anger and looks scary,

"Looks sad too, doesn't it?"

Qiu Ke pushed the dancer slowly towards Hongdie from behind.

"Her face may show anger for her tragic death, but she is more concerned about you, dancer. She is in pain. She is in pain that she cannot be your mother. She is sad. She mistakenly thinks that you have died a long time ago. In fact, she wants to be your mother more than anyone else."

Having said this, Qiu Ke paused for a moment, and he seemed to be suppressing his emotions as he spoke the next words.

"She has been suppressing the pain in her heart, so her face has become like this. She actually wants to see you more than anyone else, and she actually wants to hug you more than anyone else."

Having said this, Jack let go of his hands that were holding the dancer.

What to do next depends on the dancer's own choice.

The dancer walked forward relying on her body's instinct, and even her own brain didn't know why she was moving forward, until she stopped in front of Hongdie.

She didn't understand what she should do next, or what she could do, but her body's reaction...or perhaps the inseparable blood in her body made the decision before her.

"...............Mother."

This title... this title that Hongdie had always dreamed of sounded like heavenly music to her ears.

suddenly!

A small crack suddenly appeared on the Prajna image on Hongdie's face, and then it grew bigger and bigger, like a broken mask. The fragments of the mask fell off, revealing a small gap.

Under the mask is the true appearance of Red Butterfly.

More and more pieces of the mask fell, until Hongdie's entire face returned to her original appearance, as beautiful and gentle as the dancer had once imagined.

Hongdie was also surprised because she found that she could finally shed tears.

Tears kept falling from Hongdie's eyes. She was surprised that she could cry like a human again, and was also surprised that she had returned to her original appearance.

She is finally not a scary monster anymore.

It was as if she had been baptized by holy water and transformed from an evil ghost into a clean and bright soul, no longer scary.

Mother's love overcomes everything, including fear, anger and sadness.

Although Hongdie's face was covered with tears, she still stretched out her hand to the dancer and smiled.

"My...child."

“Mom…Mom…Mom…Mom!!!”

The dancer called out to her mother with a trembling voice, but her body quickly threw itself into Hongdie's arms.

Just as Natasha just said, no matter how much hardship a child has gone through, as long as the mother smiles at her child, the child will forgive her unconditionally.

Hongdie hugged the dancer tightly and caressed her gently over and over again, just like she did when the dancer was still in her belly.

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Such a big thing happened in the manor and it must have been noticed by other survivors and supervisors, so that in the next few days, people on both sides didn't know how to face Red Butterfly and the Dancer.

The reason is simple. The survivors and supervisors were supposed to be incompatible. Now...

How should I put it? It was as if both Red Butterfly and the Dancer had forgotten all the memories of the game in the manor. They now looked like a close mother and daughter.

Wow, the changes are so fast, it’s even faster than turning the pages of a book, right?

I don’t know if the survivors noticed it, but the supervisor did notice it. The red butterfly... seemed to have left the manor.

This is really too hard to believe, but it is the fact. When Hongdie's Prajna phase was completely shattered, her connection with the manor was also completely severed.

In other words, as long as Hongdie is willing now, she can leave here at any time.

Leaving this hell-like manor is what the survivors and supervisors dream of.

However, when this really happened, Hongdie did not choose to leave. The reason was very simple. Her daughter was still here. She would never leave until she found a way to let her daughter leave here with her.

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"I never thought that the first person to succeed would be Hongdie." Jack said, standing at the window on the second floor, looking at Hongdie who was happily chatting with the dancer downstairs.

"Isn't it obvious? A mother's love is the greatest and most powerful feeling in the world."

All emotions in this world may change, love, friendship, but maternal love will never change in the slightest, because it is something that every mother has engraved in her soul and it can never change.

"It's just like our landlord once said." Andrew leaned against the window and looked at the scene downstairs and said, "God can't be everywhere, so He created mothers."

Looking at the scene downstairs, Andrew somehow began to miss the owner of the manor. It was really strange, as he was obviously no longer at the age where he could stick to his father.

"It's really ironic." Andrew couldn't help but think of himself, "If I hadn't met the owner of the manor, my shovel might really only be used to dig graves instead of ice cream and cakes, right?"

"Who isn't?" Naib gently held Andrew's shoulders from behind. If he had not met the owner of the manor, he might have died in some unknown corner.

"So we all love Him deeply, just as He loves us deeply."

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the other side,

"The plane is coming~~~~~" Valletta held a spoon in her hand and spun the spoon in the air like she was teasing a child, then slowly extended it towards the mouth of the person in front of her.

Kreacher: (=_=)

"Are you soothing a baby? I never use that method on the children in my orphanage."

Kreacher really didn't know what to say. It turns out that people really can't say anything when they are extremely speechless.

"Don't look like that, Kreacher. Violetta just wants to make you happy, right? Come on, the train is going into the cave~~~~"

Lydia also held a spoon in her hand, spun it in the air, and then held it next to Kreacher's mouth.

Surrounded by two beauties on both sides of his body, if he were a "philanthropist", he would be very happy, because it would make him feel flattered. But Kreacher did not feel happy at all, he felt that these two people were just making fun of him.

Well, at least Lydia was definitely making fun of him, and as for Violetta, Kreacher had a little feeling that Violetta really didn't know what to do, so she had to resort to this baby-like method.

Of course, this little feeling was nothing compared to the embarrassment, and Kreacher really wanted to disappear on the spot.

Especially in this situation, do you think Kreacher is in the room? No, Kreacher left the room and came to the restaurant.

There are many survivors dining in the restaurant.

In other words, the interaction between the three of them just now was all seen, and Kreacher really wanted to die.

What's even worse is that there is a guy next to Kreacher who never gives up.

"Kreacher, seriously, just give it a try. I have not been willing to throw away the potion from last time, and I have even improved it. Don't worry, just let me give you a shot, and you won't turn into a lizard."

Remember the last time Kreacher got stuck in a barrel and injured his spine? At that time, in order to help Kreacher recover faster, Luchino developed a potion that could speed up his recovery.

But of course, Kreacher would definitely not be willing to be his guinea pig.

But did Lucchino give up? Of course not. He not only preserved the potion at that time, but also improved it. At least it no longer looked weird green, but transparent and colorless.

But will Kreacher give in and be willing to be his guinea pig? It's obvious that it's impossible.

"Get out of my way."

"Hey, just give it a try. It's okay. It just hurts a little. You're not afraid of injections, are you?"?(ˉ?ˉ?)

"Give me............"

Kreacher took a deep breath.

"roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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In the end, of course, Luchino was blasted out by Kreacher.

Li Qie covered his chest and breathed heavily. The roar he had just made with all his strength made the wounds on his body start to hurt again.

"Okay, okay, Violetta, we have gone a little too far. Kreacher, calm down, take a break, and don't hurt yourself again."

Lydia's duties as a doctor quickly made her realize that her joke had gone a bit too far. She hurriedly supported Kreacher and gently patted his back to help him calm down.

"I'm so sorry, Kreacher, I have no experience in caring for patients......"

Violetta sincerely apologized to Kreacher, he really didn't mean it, she just really had never taken care of the patient.

“Ha…ha…ha…ha…it’s okay, Violetta. I know you didn’t mean it.”