nameless country

"She will drink her young blood,

flamboyant skirt,

and a gentle face.

The call of the yellow warbler,

In the invisible world,

You can smell the candies you made yourself. "

Jacob got up from the ground on his arms, "We were abandoned."

"But I didn't expect this legend to be true. The witch in the forest lost her way home and was eaten..." Jacob said word by word, his eyes sank, "So this room is It's full. Now it's just the two of us."

Every time the witch came, she would touch the arms of these children with her hands.When she touches the child's skin, she will choose the most delicate skin and take it out.

Then these children continued to eat the delicious bread, bacon and candy brought by the witch.And sometimes a glass of blueberry juice.The bright colors greatly increase their appetite, and the amount of food is several times larger than usual—the key is the strange aroma of the food, which makes them eat non-stop and lose their minds.

It was like being swallowed by a writhing stomach.

They only have food in their eyes, and the madness seeps out from the inside of the body bit by bit, stirs, and then quiets down in the constant food intake.

Jacob's eyes seemed to be clouded with sadness, unable to change those people, unable to shake their desire. "Brother, you can eat a little more, it's okay."

William looked at Jacob's small face, and he quietly took the basket full of food and ate something casually.His body was too thin, and he really didn't even have the strength to escape if he didn't eat a little more.

After eating, he was even more tired, "I really want to sleep." William thought so.I just woke up and wanted to fall asleep after eating the witch's food, but there was no other way. If I didn't eat, I would starve to death sooner or later.

But William's mind immediately became alert, what about Jacob?Why didn't he eat the witch's food? "

"Damn it!" William couldn't support himself at all, and just fell down like this.Jacob caught him firmly and placed him in his lap.Then he looked at him quietly, with calm and restrained love flowing in those eyes, and after confirming that William had fallen asleep, there was a dark light surging - the strong possessive desire and deep emotions were not like a child at all eyes.

He gently stroked William's neck and lips with his hands, no longer the look of a frightened rabbit in front of William, but slowly relaxed, revealing some cold edges and corners.Then he put the fingertips that touched William's skin on his own lips, stuck out his tongue and licked it. It was the expression of a young child tasting candy, and then he rubbed his right hand finger.

After a while, William woke up. He helped William up as usual, and the two talked for a while, discussing how to escape from the candy house.Before discussing a general idea, the witch came again.

Now there are all kinds of attractive barbecues again, "Grow up quickly, good boy." She left happily carrying the plate.

"Still sleepy, I'll sleep for a while." William lay on the ground and closed his eyes.

"Sure enough, is the dose still too much?" Jacob leaned over with some doubts, and touched William's hair with his hands distressedly.Then, seeing William's gradual and even breathing and the ups and downs of his chest, he involuntarily stared at William with that aggressive gaze, and then gently stroked William's face with his hands uncontrollably.

"Hissing" was the ripping sound of Jacob's sleeve being grabbed and clenched too tightly.

Jacob didn't have time to look away before meeting William's sober gaze, and William looked straight at Jacob, clutching the arm he wanted to withdraw. "Who are you?"

Jacob maintained that movement and expression for a few seconds, and then he gave up on a self-deprecating smile, which turned into his real deep expression—"I am your Jacob." After he finished speaking, he laughed at himself, "Would you hate me?"

William's hand still did not loosen, "Who are you, let me ask again." His voice slowed down, but it was oppressive.

"I really can't help it. I seem to wake up like this, and there seem to be many other memories in my mind." Jacob paused, "I saw that we have all grown up, and the distance between us seems to be getting farther and farther away. ... Then, you seem to be locked up by someone, with injuries all over your body... My heart is very uncomfortable, as if someone has crushed it into a ball... But you don't want to tell me. I don't ask, because I hope You yourself could tell me one day. But you didn't, and I can't wait."

"So?" William moved his face closer.

"Have you forgotten that I am the best interrogator in the empire?" Jacob smirked, the atmosphere seemed to ease up, and William's hand also relaxed.

"You... did you use that..." William let go of Jacob's hand, but was thrown down by him the next moment, "Nonsense!" He almost lost his calmness and self-control.

"Do you know how dangerous this is! We have never succeeded before, and if we fail, we will never return to reality." William looked at Jacob, "It's still the same", but he felt relieved inexplicably, "This He is the real Jacob. He is no longer the well-behaved and obedient child following him."

He sighed, and Jacob continued, "Teacher Alfred is 60.00% sure about this piece of research."

"You know, if I'm alive like before, even if there's only a 50.00% chance, I'll give it a try." Jacob was a little agitated.

"I know, I know everything." William looked into his eyes, the best interrogator in the empire, and of course the most promising psychologist and hypnotist in the empire.

Because of the problem with William’s previous mission, when he was found by Jacob, he was covered in scars—even William was a strong fighter, and his mentality collapsed. From then on, William would have nightmares every night, and he sealed himself even tighter. No, keep Jacob away.

At that time, Jacob suddenly felt that his world had collapsed, "What can I do?"

"You have always stood in front of me, and I have to become stronger to protect you,"

So Jacob also slowly changed, when he found that his love for William became uncontrollable.

But William's mental state continued to deteriorate, and Jacob took him to a small town far away from the war.There are very few people, but there is still no way.

Seeing that even William's paintings are blood red, Jacob can only prepare and design slowly, using "that method"——

Let William's consciousness enter his subconscious through hypnosis, and then guide William in his subconscious to walk out of that abyss slowly, even if he falls into the abyss himself.Not choosing to enter into William's deep consciousness by himself is because William's walls are too thick to enter at all.

"Then am I in your consciousness now? Or in your dream?" William asked.

"Well. Even so, I can't control where I have."

"Then Brian is you?" William continued to ask.

"Well. Brian is me."

"Henry the coachman with the iron band on my heart is I,

I am the manservant standing beside Blue Beard,

I was the last beast to die with the rose. "Jacob said seriously.

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