Every time love is overturned

After a brief suffocating silence, I smiled at Yukimura: "Since there is nothing wrong, let's move on. I will definitely hold your hand tightly and never let you go."

Yukimura still had the same smiling expression on his face, but now how I look at it, it feels a bit creepy.He didn't speak, just looked at me with a smile.

"Ashi... what's the matter?" I was a little uneasy, could it be that the Yukimura in front of me was fake, and the real Yukimura wasn't here?

"I'm fine." Yukimura touched my face with his other hand, "I'm just a little tired, it may be that this place has a serious impact on me, which makes me a little strange."

I was a little relieved, but not completely relieved.After all, I was broken for a few seconds in the middle, who knows what happened.So I tentatively asked him: "Ashi, you are the real Yukimura Seichi, right?"

Yukimura looked me in the eyes and replied, "Otherwise who would I be?"

"Or who do you want me to be, Yayoi?"

I quickly hugged him: "It's just as good as you, let's not talk about this, let's move on."

This place is so wicked, I think something bad might happen if I stay any longer.I'd better get out of here as soon as possible, with real swords and guns. I'm not afraid of fighting at all. I'm most afraid of this kind of scheming occasion. I'm really not good at it and I don't like it at all.

Zhidou is simply my nemesis. I will become an educated (illiterate) player on the spot when I meet Zhidou, which is a real mental retardation.

After meeting the unreal Iwakatsu, I held Yukimura's hand tightly and continued walking. We walked for about 10 minutes before we encountered the second three-way intersection.This time, I still leave the choice to Yukimura and let him choose which path to take.

Yukimura looked at it for a while and said, "I think it's better to go to the right, so let's go this way."

"Okay." I nodded, and pulled Yukimura into the passage on the right.Then soon thick fog surrounded us, and the previous fragment reappeared once again, maybe this is mandatory, I can't even bite my tongue to wake myself up.The fragments were still interrupted in the thick fog, and I didn't see the person in front of me until my consciousness returned.

I let out a long sigh: "I think it's normal for anyone to appear, but why is it you?"

"Don't you want to see me?" The person in front of me is neither Chuya, nor Dazai, nor Mori Ogai, as I thought. This person is Fyodor D. Dostoev ski.

Even the scene in front of me has changed this time, and it has become the room I met him for the first time.He sat across from me, and there was a chess board between us, and it looked like I was playing chess with him.But this kind of illusion is the same as nothing to me, because how can my mental retardation play chess with an old lasagna like him, I'm afraid it's not self-defeating.

I have a double headache, and this appearance is completely irregular.The last time Yan Sheng appeared was because he and Yuan were the only one or two people in the first week, and there were many people in the second week. Is he the nickname I gave DD?

There was a smile on Fyodor's pale face, and he still had the palpitating feeling before: "Are you thinking about what to do next? It's okay, you can think slowly, after all, we have a lot of time."

"No, you're wrong." I calmed down. This is a psychological warfare. Although I don't know what the mechanism is, I have only one purpose here, and I want to implement my purpose. "It's impossible for me to play chess with you here, and we don't have much time."

"Really?" Fyodor looked at me. "Then don't you wonder why it's me here and not someone else?"

In the second week, Fyodor is the "father" I set up, but when facing him, I always have an irresistible rebellious psychology and the urge to talk: "I really don't know this , but I am very clear that... Among the people I have a relationship with, the only person I have never been tempted may be you. "

I am intentionally ambiguous about the temptation here. After all, pure liking is also part of the temptation. From this level, I really have never liked Fyodor.I didn't like him before knowing the relationship between him and me. After knowing the relationship, I don't like him even more.

After all, who would like a guy who treats himself as a tool, and I'm not an abusive heroine.

Hearing my words, Fyodor's expression seemed to have a crack for a moment, but it disappeared so quickly that I almost thought it was an illusion.His finger moved a chess piece forward: "I feel very sad to hear you say that. After all, I still like you very much, but you didn't trust me at all from the beginning."

"With all due respect, you haven't done anything that I can believe." I dared to scold him. Anyway, the Fyodor who appeared here is not the real person, but just reproduced the afterimage in my memory.Let me pass the second week of the game, don't affect my third week game experience. "I have someone I like now, and for him I can do things I couldn't do before."

Of course, doing things for him that couldn't be done before refers to entering the kingdom of hell, not writing poems for Yukimura, doing this impossible thing for him.

"So that's the case." Fyodor nodded, "You know my habits, so let's play chess. If you beat me, then you can take away the person you want directly, if If you can't beat me, you have to stay here."

He raised a smile, which was really good-looking, but I felt a chill down my back: "What do you think of this suggestion?"

Shit, I can't read how chess is played, how do I win this old puff pastry?I tried to turn around and open the door, but I couldn't move my feet like I was glued to the floor.It seems that this is a mandatory game between me and Fyodor, and what he said is probably true. If I lose, there is really no way to bring Yukimura back.

If Yukimura dies, he will be directly BE in the third week. I will never allow this to happen.

"It's not fair." I started trying to find loopholes, trying to find some bugs for me to exploit. "You, a national player, playing chess with someone like me who can't even beat a beginner, isn't it like a fighter bullying a kindergarten kid? I want to apply for foreign aid!"

Unexpectedly, this would be really useful, so Fyodor nodded in agreement, and said gently, "Yes, you can find someone to help you. Anyone is fine, as long as you beat me in terms of rules."

Nice, you can really ask for help off the court.So the first person in my mind who can beat Fyodor's DD is only one. "Seijuro, can Seijuro help me?"

Then the scene that shocked my mother happened, Akashi really appeared beside me.But this "Akashi" is not like an illusion like Fyodor, he is more like a consciousness with only instinct, even the body is translucent.

I called the system to find out what was going on.

"Oh this." The system quickly answered the question, "The people who appeared in the first two weeks are not from this world line, so they can all belong to the dead in terms of setting. So in the kingdom of the underworld, their form It is solid, but Akashi is a living person in this world, so the form that appears is the consciousness in your brain, so it is translucent."

I was a little worried: "So this Akashi who was summoned to help, will everything he sees and hears here be known by the main body?"

One Yukimura is enough for me to drink a pot, I don't want another person who wants to know my dark history.The system guarantees that the ontology will never know, because this is just a concept extracted from my brain, and has nothing to do with the ontology.

Looking at Akashi's face, Fyodor supported his face with one hand: "So you like this type now, and it's quite different from before."

I didn't want to cause more disputes, so I urged the chess game to proceed quickly.So Akashi's concept body replaced me and played against Fyodor.To be honest, I can't understand how they played at all, but I know that these two should be equal opponents, and they played evenly.

After all, only magic can defeat magic, and only puff pastry can deal with puff pastry (no).

In the end, Akashi's conceptual body lived up to my trust and the genius setting of his body, and he managed to beat Fyodor with the last dangerous move.Although I was just eating melons and watching, I could barely see the fierce fighting behind me, which made my heart tighten and I became very nervous.

When I finally won, I felt my whole body stiffen with tension.

"You have won," Fyodor said to me, gently pushing his piece down on the board. "If you are right, the person who helped you play chess is not your current lover. So you are borrowing the power of other people to save your lover, is this appropriate?"

"I think this kind of words are very cutting from your mouth, you know." I have won the battle, and I don't have anything to worry about.So I said bluntly, "Although I don't know what kind of person I am in your heart, maybe to you I am just a puppet you set before, but you have to know that although you initially set At that time, I was indeed a boring and boring doll. But God’s doll was infused with soul and love, so it became a beautiful appearance with an interesting soul.”

I boast that I don’t blush, and my thick skin means I’m fearless: “Although I borrowed Seijuro’s power, in the final analysis, it’s also my memory, so in the end, isn’t it that Seijuro likes me more powerfully? ?"

"There is nothing I can't do, and there is nothing I can't save." I said to Fyodor who was about to disappear, "Goodbye, Fyodor. Although you may I won’t take the initiative to say it, but I will tell you the answer.”

"I always like sincere people. Even if you meet me earlier than others, I will not like you because of it. Because Fyodor who is sincere to me does not exist in this world. "

At the last moment of his disappearance, he showed a real smile: "This time, you really won."

Then the familiar fragments enveloped me, and my hand was still tightly gripping Yukimura's wrist.I turned to look at him, Yukimura's expression became warmer than before.This made me more sure that everything that happened was seen by him.

"Yayoi." Yukimura took the initiative to hold my hand tightly, and showed me a gentle smile, "Can I kiss you?"

"Okay."

Not far away from the dense fog is the Qianyinshi, and you only need to walk for a while to reach the end and leave the kingdom of the underworld.But after the kiss, I felt a strange sense of crisis. Could it be that what happened just now gave me a false impression before the biggest crisis came, and let me relax my vigilance?

So I became alert again.

The author has something to say: it's coming (ecstasy)

Do you still remember a dream Yayoi had before, if it becomes reality, tsk tsk tsk

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