Brother Jack, don't kill me!

The black-haired manipulator closed the screen, he covered his face, and the sound of heavy breathing sounded in the quiet room.

After a long time, after a period of silence that was almost like the end of the century, he restarted the computer and turned it back on.

【Reconnect successfully. 】

[The archive was read successfully. 】

[The soul archive of the puppet Lotte has been read to the last archive point.The time point is 2006]

……

The world is nothingness.

Darkness enveloped Chenyu.

With the ticking of the clock, the world is waking up.

Lott opened his eyes, and he couldn't help coughing at that moment, his brain was a little groggy, as if caused by too much alcohol intake.

Lott sat up, he was sleeping on the bed, his clothes were wrinkled, and there seemed to be someone lying in the bedding beside him, but at this moment, he turned his head and saw the night outside.

Did the Manipulator hear me?

did i go back

Or did the time I came alive extend to the afterlife?

Lott thought, he turned around, and the quilt on his body slid down, rubbing it, making a slight noise.

It was this slight movement that alarmed the people sleeping beside Lotte.

Lott stretched out his hand, trying to pick up the clock next to him, but he didn't catch anything, instead he heard a voice behind him.

A sleepy, hazy voice.

"Lotte, what's the matter, can't sleep again?"

It was Xia Youjie's voice.

At that moment, Lott trembled uncontrollably. He coughed violently, and ink spilled from his mouth. He wanted to reach out to take out a tissue from the tissue box, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

It was also because of the searching action that Lotte's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

- bang.

Lotte curled up, leaning against the bedside cabinet, and after the bedside lamp was turned on, he heard Xia Youjie's gentle voice next to his ear.

Xia Youjie's voice sounded helpless, and he said, "I'm not a child anymore, how could I fall down?"

Lott didn't respond.

He was just panting and coughing, his brain was still filled with the memories of the dozens of times he was killed, he wanted to vomit, but he could only vomit out a ball of black ink.

Xia Youjie asked, "Why are you still crying? This is—"

Xia Youjie lowered his head, turned over and got out of bed, walked over, squatted in front of Lotte, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and the ink on his chin with a tissue.

Lott was a little unconscious, he even couldn't tell the difference, what time is it now?Is it really Xia Youjie who is talking to me now?

But what he could realize was that Xia Youjie was talking to him, and Xia Youjie wiped away his tears with a tissue.

Xia Youjie stretched out his palm towards him.

Lott didn't dare to put his palm on it.

He used to be timid and cowardly, and he is the same now. Those memories of being killed by Xia Youjie exacerbated this.

If I put my hand on it, Xia Youjie will give me a hug, or will he kill me?Lotter thought in a daze, and he even stepped back subconsciously.

Xia Youjie's face was illuminated by the dim light of the bedside lamp. He frowned, as if he was a little puzzled by Lott's actions, then he tentatively reached out and stroked Lott's white hair.

The moment his white hair was touched, Lott trembled, and he couldn't help opening Xia Youjie's palm.

There was a crisp "pop" sound.

Xia Youjie withdrew his hand and looked at Luo Te.

Lotte's fingers were trembling, his tears were streaming down his cheeks, and he looked very embarrassed.

"I'm sorry." Lot choked up, his cry was slight and weak, as if he was whispering, "I'm sorry, Jay. I—"

Xia Youjie smiled and comforted, "Lotte, did you have a nightmare?"

Luo Te raised his head, and he stared at Xia Youjie blankly, as if he had reacted to Xia Youjie's words.

Great response.

Lot whimpered and called out his name.

"Xia Youjie."

Lott said in a crying voice: "Yes... yes, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that you...you are going to kill me."

Because of crying so hard, Lotte's breathing was difficult, his cheeks turned red as if he had a fever, and the ends of his eyes were also bright red.

Xia Youjie touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and it felt a little hot.

"I won't kill you." Xia Youjie laughed, "How could I kill you?"

"You lied to me."

Lot lowered his head, put his hands around his knees, and whispered, "You will kill me. And, more than once. Many times, you lied to me."

Xia Youjie withdrew his hand, he stroked his fingertips, then lowered his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Why did I kill you?"

Luo Te curled up, his head buried in his arms, so Xia Youjie couldn't see his expression clearly, Xia Youjie could only see Luo Te sobbing and his shoulders trembling.

After a long time, Lott took a deep breath and said, "You're going to kill me."

Lott said, "Say it."

"You said you couldn't protect me anymore. You..."

"Huh?" Xia Youjie said, "I'm listening."

Lott said: "You said that you want to realize your righteousness."

"For your righteousness, you will kill me."

Xia Youjie laughed helplessly. He stretched out his palm, trying to touch Lotte's hair, but his hand was hanging in the air, as if remembering what happened just now, he withdrew his hand again.

"My righteousness is to protect Lotte, to protect ordinary people—"

Xia Youjie said, "Why would I kill you because of this? Has the childhood nightmare continued to this day, Lotte?"

Xia Youjie laughed, as if joking, and said, "Is it because I drank too much cider and now my head is still dizzy?"

"It's not a nightmare!"

"Yeah." Xia Youjie sighed, squatting in front of Lott, and said with a smile, "Okay, if Lott says it's not."

"If it's not a nightmare..."

Xia Youjie said emphatically, "Whether it's a dream or not, I won't kill you."

Lot raised his head, and he asked tremblingly, "What time is it now? Jay."

"It's summer."

Xia Youjie showed Lot the calendar beside the bed, and said, "It was the summer of 2006, what's wrong?"

Lott blinked, looked at his fingers, and thought, is it really the manipulator who transferred his soul file back?

At this point in time, can I find out why Xia Youjie became like that?

Will it still end like that?

Lott wanted the answer yes.

But, but—

At this time, Lott remembered what the Umbrella Man had said.

A long time ago, the words that the Umbrella Man said didn't even leave much impression on Lott's mind at the time, but now they flooded up.

Like swallowing a fly, the feeling of nausea lingers, reminding me of something.

The Umbrella Man said that after that, it will be 【Bad Ending】

But really, can't it be changed?

Lott clutched his throat, and he said, "I feel so sick, I want to spit it out."

Xia Youjie smiled, and said, "It's a side effect of cider, so I tell you not to drink too much."

"I'll make you hangover soup."

Xia Youjie said, he stretched out his hand, trying to hug Lott.

But Lot avoided his embrace.

It is a subconscious action.

Xia Youjie's hand stopped in mid-air, awkwardly, unable to move up or down.

Lot lowered his head, and he said softly with a trembling voice, "I'm sorry. Jay, I..."

Xia Youjie withdrew his hand, and he said, "It's okay. No need to apologize, Lotte. Go to bed first. It's cold on the ground, and you'll get sick."

The words fell in Lott's ears, giving people an unreal feeling.

It would be great if it was always like this and nothing happened afterward.

Lott shook his head, bit his lower lip, and said, "Sorry, Jay, I want to stay by myself for a while."

Xia Youjie thought for a while, then he said, "Okay."

Before going out, Xia Youjie came over with a stack of quilts and covered Luo Te, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was also turned up a bit.

"I'll make you hangover soup." Xia Youjie said, "Stop thinking about it."

Lott said in a low voice, "It's not just fantasies."

Xia Youjie laughed and said, "Okay."

When Xia Youjie was about to turn around, Luo Te stopped him again.

"Jay."

Xia Youjie stopped, turned around, then squatted down, looking at Lott.

Lott stretched out his hand and wrapped it around his neck, but didn't get close.

"I like you."

Xia Youjie laughed and said, "Me too."

Luo Te was stunned, and then he just pressed Xia Youjie's neck with his hands, and said seriously: "Once, after you said that, you grabbed me."

"My neck hurts and I can't breathe."

Xia Youjie pressed his fingers with his palm.

Luo Te blinked. He watched Xia Youjie clenched his fingers. For a moment, he subconsciously wanted to break free. At this time, the memory of being killed several times kept coming up again.

Xia Youjie raised his finger and said, "Don't be afraid. It's just a nightmare."

So now, are you awake?

But Lott could definitely feel that it was not just a dream.

Luo Te wanted to believe in Xia Youjie, but he remembered the scene he had seen countless times before he woke up.

—— Xia Youjie hugged himself, lowered his head, smiled, and said goodbye to him as if to strengthen his determination, saying that he could no longer protect himself.

Lott remembered his sad but firm eyes, and also remembered the inconceivable and desperate feeling when he was killed by the curse spirit.

And now, Lott heard Xia Youjie in front of him say again: "If you don't believe me, let's swear, shall we?"

Lotter trembled, and he withdrew his other hand to cover his lips to prevent himself from spitting out ink again.

And Lotte's other hand was caught.

Xia Youjie hooked his fingers, and the little fingers of the two were hooked in the air, dangling, warm, but so glaring.

"Jay."

Lot called Xia Youjie's name repeatedly, he coughed again, and said, "Can I trust you again?"

"Of course." Xia Youjie said, "I won't lie to you."

Lott withdrew his fingers, hugged his head, suppressed his voice, and didn't answer any more.

Won't you lie to me?

But you lied to me before.

Again and again.

Even what Xia Youjie said now, Xia Youjie's face began to overlap with the face of the person who killed him before.

"But--"

Lott said: "I can't believe you anymore, Jay..."

The author has something to say: I will fix it later if I have an idea (sure.

感谢在2021-05-0421:10:09~2021-05-0508:31:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Yicun randomly counted 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!