Brother Jack, don't kill me!

Lotte leaned on Xia Youjie's shoulder, he laughed softly, and said, "Jie, you must say that my idea is very unrealistic."

Because Lott didn't think about where the two could escape.

Xia Youjie shook his head and said, "No."

So is it a promise?

Lotte's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

Xia Youjie sighed and said, "I will. But I have to wait..."

"After the mission is over?"

"Ah."

So they swore again.

Lott didn't know if the pact would be broken this time, but he hoped it wouldn't.

Lot lowered his head, he looked at the little fingers intertwined between the two, and heaved a sigh of relief.

……

A few days later, Lott was back in town.

This time, he knew that Natsume Takashi was leaving, so he went to wait in advance.

The night before Natsume Takashi left, Lot knocked on the door of their house.

Natsume Takashi opened the door and came out, his movements were obviously jerky, as if he sneaked out with a little guilt.

Natsume Takashi stood at the door, and the dim light from the open door illuminated his amber eyes.

"I'm leaving, Lotte." Natsume said, his expression a little lonely, "I have to go."

He didn't say it, but one could guess why.

Lott said, "I see."

Lotter waved at Natsume Takashi, and he said, "I hope everything will be fine, Natsume-san."

Takashi Natsume nodded and smiled at Lott. He nodded heavily and said, "Yes."

Natsume Takashi accepted the small piece of paper with the address written on it.

The cool breeze of the summer night is blowing, the stars are shining brightly, and the full moon hangs on the clear sky. The moonlight is as light as a mist, like a layer of veil covering the surroundings.

Lott stood on the steps, he raised his hand again and said, "Goodbye."

Natsume Takashi smiled, and also said goodbye. Then, it seemed that someone inside was calling him, and he hurried in, closing the door behind him.

The closed door cut off the light inside, and the surroundings fell into silence.

It all ended well.

So--

Just waiting for the day to escape.

Unexpectedly, while going to school, Lott met C.

Unlike before, C still has golden eyes and silver hair.

C In the bathroom, he rinsed his palms with water, and rubbed his palms and fingers with hand sanitizer repeatedly and impermanently, over and over again.

"C." Lott called his name from behind, walking over cautiously, "Is that you?"

C turned his head, he stopped washing his hands, and said, "Yes."

His golden eyes looked at Lott, and after a moment he smiled and said, "You look, you think this is very strange."

Lott thought for a moment, and he said, "Yes."

"You are different from the last time I... saw you."

Lot paused, and he spoke tentatively.

"what--"

C smiled and said, "That's because I'm back."

"Well." C seemed to be thinking about how to explain it, and then he said, "Because time and space can't stop me, so I came back—after finding that lost memory of being a god."

Lott nodded half-understanding, he stretched out his hand, pointed at C's palm, and asked, "That's, what's going on?"

C said: "It happened that when I came back, they were pressing the original owner of this body into the trash can."

"They shouldn't have done that," Lott said.

C's eyes looked over, and he said: "The parasitized people will not realize that what they did was wrong."

When hearing this sentence, Lott became depressed again.

Yes, people don't realize the mistakes they have made when they are parasitized. The bugs multiply on them and change their minds and personalities. Wherever people are like this, and where Is there no one?

They will hate people who are different from themselves, and their nature will become ignorant.

Is it really possible to find a place where there are only myself and Xia Youjie?

Still jumping from one hell to another.

C said, "You look distressed."

"Yes, C."

When Lott said it, in fact, he felt that it was not like talking, but more like looking for the only reasonable understanding of the problem.

C said: "So, you didn't really die."

Lott asked, "Why do you say that?"

C laughed and said: "Look, the manipulator still has your soul file. And he remembers you, he wants you to live, and he is trying to keep you from real death."

Lot was silent for a long time, and he asked, "C, what is it like to really die..."

His voice trembled, as if he had grasped the only straw.

C looked at him and said, "The death of the soul is the ultimate death."

"You will become an empty shell without consciousness, your body is manipulated by parasites, walking around all day, opening boxes, deciphering, and then when you are used up, you will be thrown into In the trash can. When you turn into fertilizer to support your mother, a new story will be born."

Lott shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

C covered his mouth, he smiled and said, "You will understand later."

It sounds like giving up now is the best option.

But Lott didn't want to give up.

"So, is there any other solution?"

C frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Yes."

"really?"

C took Lott's hand and said, "Let's go."

C took Lott to the infirmary, there is no one here now, it is empty, the door was locked, but as C said, the door could not stop him, after being held by the hand, Lott easily walked in here.

C walked to the doctor's drawer. He seemed to be looking for and counting something. After a while, he poured the pills he found into an empty bottle.

Handed over to Lott.

Lot asked, "What is this?"

C narrowed his eyes, and he said, "You remember, the last time you saw me, I used this to leave."

Lot was silent, then he shook his head.

"But what I want is to live with him..."

C turned his head and said, "Going to the heavenly kingdom together is also a kind of living, isn't it?"

C said: "Sadness and hesitation are emotions that only human beings have. After ascending to the sky, you will find that everything that used to be is so small."

Lotter subconsciously wanted to put the bottle back, but after hearing what C said, he began to doubt again.

In a world overrun by parasites, can anything really change?

Lott's consciousness was in a trance, and by a strange coincidence, he took the medicine and left even—at first, he didn't intend to use it.

……

On the day Xia Youjie's mission ended, Luo Te received a call.

Xia Youjie's voice was heavy, his breathing was short of breath, and he asked, "Lotte, am I right, I—"

The moment he heard that sentence, Lott trembled, and he replied almost reflexively: "No, it's not correct."

"Is that so..."

"Then what did I do before..."

Xia Youjie's voice was full of repressed anger, and he could almost hear his anger coming through the microphone. He panted and asked, "Conjurer, why do you want to protect those useless and ugly people?" monkey!"

Xia Youjie has never lost his composure, he has always been gentle.

Lot's throat was blocked, and he asked, "Jie, are you injured?"

"No, my wound has been healed. It's just..."

Xia Youjie said, "The object of our protection has died."

"No surprises." Xia Youjie clenched the microphone, he sighed, and said, "I should be more careful, if I am more careful then—"

Lott said, "No...it's not your fault, Jay."

Lott took a deep breath and said, "It's not your fault."

Luo Te heard Xia Youjie's breathing from the other end of the microphone.

At this moment, Lott thought, a long time ago, when Xia Youjie hugged himself and emphasized that it was not his fault that he killed Chongmao.

The responsibilities of a conjurer, the hardships of growing up, and the weird eyes of people around, it seems that everything can overwhelm a person.

Lott has always believed that Xia Youjie is very powerful, he is very powerful, and he is more mature than himself, but in the final analysis, Xia Youjie is just a teenager about his age.

He thought that what he said before would be a burden to Xia Youjie.

Did Xia Youjie repeat these words over and over again to calm himself down?

Xia Youjie called his name: "Lotte."

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now." Xia Youjie said, "Sorry."

Xia Youjie seemed to have calmed down, he sighed, and said, "I shouldn't have said that to you, sorry, Lotte."

He was back to the gentle and restrained look he used to be.

but--

Is this really good?

Lott asked, "Jay, why are you so angry?"

Xia Youjie didn't want to tell Lott the reason, he just shook his head, although Lott couldn't see it through the phone.

"It's nothing."

Xia Youjie laughed shortly and said, "It's not that bad now."

Lott asked, "Really?"

Lott said, "Do you still remember the fairy tale when you were a child?"

Xia Youjie said, "I remember."

"I thought about it for a long time because Frey said it was actually a psychological test."

Lott clenched his fingers, he raised his heels unconsciously, and put them down again. After hesitating for a long time, he said the following words: "We don't live for responsibility and correctness. As puppets, we are born to make mistakes. of."

Xia Youjie was silent, and said, "Then why did you say it wasn't my fault before?"

"I……"

Xia Youjie interrupted him and said, "I know Lott wants to comfort me, but it's okay."

Xia Youjie said, "I already know what to do."

Xia Youjie said: "Those people are ordinary people. There are ignorant monkeys in our lives, just like those people who bully you but refuse to repent even to death."

Lott didn't answer, he asked, "How?"

Xia Youjie laughed, his voice was dry, as if he didn't intend to tell Lott what he thought, and he didn't answer.

But this kind of silence aggravated Lott's anxiety even more. Lott felt cold all over, and his fingertips trembled. For a moment, he thought of the situation before the last file reading, as if he understood what Xia Youjie was going to do in the future .

So far, Lott can't do anything.

Even if he did it all over again, even if he returned to this summer, he couldn't save anyone, and he couldn't change anything.

"Jay..."

Lott spoke, his voice stuttered, with some unreal feeling, he said: "How did you think about the previous things?"

Xia Youjie asked, "Are you running away?"

Xia Youjie's voice sounded a little tired.

Lott gave a "hmm" and said, "Jie, it's not a defection, it's just our escape. We... go to a place where there is no responsibility and no hostility, just you and me. That way, you don't have to think about it anymore." These are the questions."

Xia Youjie's calm breathing became heavy again. He seemed to be thinking about it, and then he said, "Is it okay?"

In fact, Lott felt that the sentence he asked really had that kind of place?

"Ah."

Xia Youjie said, "Okay. I'll be back, and then we'll leave together."

Lott hung up the phone. He walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and found the bottle with the medicine for two people.

This time, will it be a sweet dream for two people to have together?

When Xia Youjie comes back, will he give himself a hug?

The author has something to say: The change of the second (fifteenth) week (?, refers to the cosplay of Zha Dae) came out

If the 2 points are over a thousand and the nutrient solution is over a thousand, there will be more updates

Tomorrow is going to be on the clip, so tomorrow's update will be around 11 o'clock in the evening

感谢在2021-05-0608:13:20~2021-05-0713:02:40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 shallow water bomb: 1 Yog Bubble;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Yog Bubble;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Jiang Miao and Yicun randomly counted 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Yogurt Bubbles;

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