Brother Jack, don't kill me!

Lott swung his baseball bat.

- Bang!

It seemed that because of being too shocked, at that moment, Xia Youjie didn't react and was just hit.

Vision began to blur.

A second before he fainted, Xia Youjie seemed to want to say something, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound, and passed out.

Luo Te put down the baseball bat, he leaned closer, looked at Xia Youjie's closed eyes, and laughed.

What's next?

Lotter thought of something, he opened his schoolbag, and took out a Lian Q potion.

It was injected into the blood vessels in Xia Youjie's arm.

……

It felt like a dream.

The thoughts of the brain were disturbed in an instant.

Xia Youjie tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy, his whole body seemed to have lost strength, and it was difficult to even wake up.

So he can only be immersed in the dream.

Not his own dream.

But -

Lotte's dream.

a nightmare.

While his consciousness was still blurred, Xia Youjie thought about what happened just now.

Why did Lott do that?

Why did he die and rise again?

What happened to the mother?

But at this moment, Xia Youjie could clearly perceive everything that happened in the dream, and his heart gradually sank.

There was a lot of noise coming from around, and the children who looked like middle school students formed a group, booing and insulting the white-haired boy surrounded by them.

The white-haired boy was kneeling on the ground with his eyes downcast and his hands covering his head, but was kicked to the ground again and again. At first he tried to get up, but every time he got up, the people around him Another kick hit him hard in the shoulder, and he fell to the ground again.

Until the end, Lott could no longer move. He was lying on the ground, his white hair was dirty, his clothes were covered with mud, and he was sobbing lowly.

A fat man next to him grabbed Lott's white hair and made him look up.

He was crying heartbreakingly, as if he was begging for mercy because of the pain.

That kick was very painful. Xia Youjie could feel his pain not only because their pain was synchronized at this time, but also because he could actually feel Lotter's thoughts and feelings at this time.Also because it hurts to watch.

Xia Youjie wanted to step forward, he wanted to protect Luo Te, he wanted to punch those surrounding people with his fists, but at this moment, he couldn't do anything.

Xia Youjie was fixed in place, he had body sensation but had to be a bystander, he felt like he was floating in the air like a ghost.

Why can't I save him?

Why can't I do anything?

Xia Youjie clenched his fists tightly, and the anger seemed to hit his heart, making his breathing even more rapid.

At this moment, he forgot about the fact that he was knocked out, he just felt the strong heartache and deep regret after being irreparable.

At this time, what am I doing?

The fat man grabbed Lott's white hair, laughed, and pushed Lott's head to the ground.

The crowd next to him booed at this moment.

"Eating dirt—"

"Let him eat!"

The fat man laughed, and said, "I'll let you go after eating."

It is obviously an act of severely trampling on human dignity.

Xia Youjie clenched his teeth, he could feel his anger.

Why did he want to become stronger, so that he could protect Lott, but at this time, he was powerless.

The fat man let go.

Lot lay on the ground, and it took him a long time to prop up the ground and slowly get up. Under the laughter of the people around him, he cried and ate the disgusting and disgusting soil.

Lot couldn't help feeling sick and vomited again.

Xia Youjie called out his name: "Lotte."

"I..." Xia Youjie's throat clenched, he wanted to stretch out his hand to pull Lott out of the crowd, but in fact, at this moment, he seemed to be fixed in place, and he couldn't do anything.

Before Xia Youjie could say the rest, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Xia Youjie saw himself standing in the living room of his home.

The lights were on in the kitchen.

Xia Youjie looked over, and he saw Lott standing in the kitchen. Lott looked very serious, and he seemed to be smiling.

Luo Te was making cold noodles. After a while, he removed a bowl of cold noodles and put on a bowl of freshly made noodles.

After finishing all this, Lott leaned back on the chair, his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were smiling, holding a photo album in his arms, he seemed to be asleep.

Xia Youjie walked over. He stood beside Lott, trying to touch Lott, but his fingers just passed through Lott and touched a cloud of air.

So Xia Youjie lowered his head, and he saw the photo album that Lotte was holding in his arms.

That was a photo of him and Lott.

At that moment, Xia Youjie smiled unconsciously, but then, he felt guilty again.

When Lott was suffering, I couldn't do anything. Do I deserve his trust and love?

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Lott, who was asleep, was woken up. He stood up, put the photo album aside, then trotted across the living room, and opened the door outside.

Xia Youjie turned his head to look, and he saw someone standing outside the door.

At that moment, Xia Youjie's eyes widened.

is himself.

Lot ran towards the person standing at the door, with a happy smile on his face, and his whole body was filled with joy, he said welcome back, and he gave the person outside the door a big hug, but immediately, he The smiling face disappeared.

Lot lowered his head, his chest was pierced by an unknown creature, and a large amount of blood oozed out.

Xia Youjie was stunned. He stood where he was, and he couldn't even pronounce the auspicious sound.

It was indeed himself standing at the door, but it was not the memory he had.

Luo Te couldn't see it, but Xia Youjie could see it. It was a curse spirit that penetrated Luo Te's chest—a curse spirit controlled by him. ·

At that time, Xia Youjie remembered what Lott said to him when he was a child, that he would kill him, so he thought this is Lott's nightmare?

This is a dream.

Xia Youjie felt his chest hurt as well, as if the same pain that had been pierced through his chest had also affected his body.

Xia Youjie told himself, he told himself repeatedly, and then he pressed his heart, and he unconsciously felt it throbbing.

It was at this time that the picture began to change again.

Xia Youjie stood where he was, and it was almost difficult for him to breathe.

He saw Lot come to life again that afternoon.

Xia Youjie watched Lott open the door again and again and was killed.

He saw Lot's unbelievable expression.

Maybe that look was the same as when he was knocked out.

The senses are in sync.

Therefore, Xia Youjie could feel the sadness and pain of Lott being killed again and again, and he could also know Lott's thoughts.

Lot wanted to ask him why he killed himself.

Lott wanted to pull him back.

But now Xia Youjie himself doesn't know why he did this.

Once, twice... until No.20 four times.

From disbelief at the beginning to numbness at the end, Lott seemed to be on the verge of collapse. He was crying and choking, the guitar tone was barely audible, and he walked slowly to open the door.

Xia Youjie looked at Luo Te and said to himself standing outside the door: "Stop turning a blind eye."

But he never wanted to turn a blind eye.

Lott said he didn't like himself that much anymore.

Xia Youjie covered his face, he felt as if he had been hammered heavily on the head.

The synchronous senses and thoughts made him feel the despair and pain of Lott at the last death, and he couldn't help but also choked up.

Why do I do this kind of thing?

No, Xia Youjie then thought as if to cover up, this was just a nightmare.

In reality, he would never do that kind of thing.

At this moment, Xia Youjie suddenly seemed to be able to understand why Lott knocked himself out.

Xia Youjie thought, when he woke up.He would comfort Lot that it was just a nightmare, and he would hook his fingertips to promise that he would never do that kind of thing.

It was nothing but a nightmare.

But that's my fault.

Xia Youjie thought, he couldn't help but think that I didn't protect him well.

Everything is my fault.

Xia Youjie took a deep breath, he still couldn't calm down.

Until the nightmare was over, Xia Youjie woke up.

Xia Youjie found that he was still unable to move.

He was tied to a chair, with ropes binding his arms behind his back so tight it was almost suffocating.

The room was dark, but when Xia Youjie woke up, the light was turned on.

Xia Youjie's eyes couldn't adapt to the sudden flash of light, so he had to squint his eyes.

Lotte stood in front of him.

"surprise!"

Lotte laughed. He put his hands behind his back, bent slightly, his white hair fell down, and with a fresh smell, it got into Xia Youjie's nostrils.

“A super big surprise!”

"Do you feel that you can't move anymore," Lott said, "I have hallucinations, and my brain starts to collapse, ha-why is this happening? Of course it's because I have Q with you."

The senses are synchronized.

But Xia Youjie shook his head, and he said, "Lotte."

Lott said: "Is there no such phenomenon, um, is this the physique of a conjurer? It's really bad."

It's just that the head hurts from being hit.

Xia Youjie paused for a moment, he was thinking, and then he asked tremblingly: "Did those... all really happen?"

Even the effect of Q potion will synchronize people's senses and thoughts.In other words, after being dosed with the potion, Xia Youjie read part of Lott's memory—the memory he wanted him to know—and he felt the experience of being killed 24 times.

From disbelief to despair and numbness, how did Lott feel at that time?

Before it was confirmed that it really happened, Xia Youjie was lucky. He was silent for a long time before he asked, "Did I do those things to you?"

"of course."

Lott said, "This is all your fault."

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, his expression was lonely, he could have used the magic spell to free the rope, but at this moment, he suddenly lost the reason for doing so.

So Lott laughed. He hugged Xia Youjie's shoulders, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Although it's not entirely your fault. After all, everyone is set like this by the game."

"but--"

Lotte sat on his lap. This was a very intimate position. They were so close that they could even hear the beating of their hearts.

Lot propped his head, put his arm on Xia Youjie's shoulder, tilted his head and laughed, and said, "But I'm just not happy, so I want you to experience the feeling of being killed 24 times. How does it feel?" So good, Jay, isn't it?"

Xia Youjie was silent, and he fell into a long silence.

After a while, Xia Youjie raised his eyes and his lips moved.

Xia Youjie felt his throat dry. After being told that everything really happened, his last illusion was shattered. His breathing was heavy, as if he couldn't accept this fact for a long time.

It is extremely painful to be killed 24 times, and it is even more painful that these 24 deaths were brought about by people who were trusted.

It's like the heart is being held, crushed bit by bit, the throat is strangled and unable to breathe, or a knife is stabbed into the chest, grinding at the wound, stabbing it repeatedly, deliberately prolonging the pain can make the People collapsed.

And it's all self-inflicted.

Although now, Xia Youjie, who has only seen those memory fragments, doesn't know why he did such a thing.

Xia Youjie just, could only remain silent.

Lot seemed to find it boring, and he stood up again.

Lotter glanced at his watch and said, "I'm going to school. I can't accompany you anymore, Jay."

Lott said: "I'll go first. If you want to come out, try using your spell, or when I feel better, I will throw you into the fire—"

As Lott said, he clapped his hands, as if he had thought of some reasonable explanation, he laughed and said, "You can come out after the rope is burned!"

Lott turned around, he opened the door of the room, and when he was about to go out, he heard Xia Youjie's auspicious sound coming from behind him.

Xia Youjie's auspicious voice was heavy, hoarse, and choked.

"sorry."

Xia Youjie said, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you until the end, Lotte."

Lot smiled and said, "Of course, that's all your fault."

The door was closed.

……

Lotter came to school.

Lotter searched one by one, and finally he found Charles in the infirmary.

Charles seemed to be asleep.

So Lott walked over with light steps, and he took out the remaining Q potion he had left.

Just use the double Q on Charles.

Lotter laughed, but soon Charles grabbed his hand holding the syringe.

"What? You're not asleep at all, Charles."

Charles smiled, and said, "Please don't scare me like that, Mr. Wiltshire. You should know there is a gentler way of waking someone up."

Lot asked, "So, how did you sleep, Charles?"

"Well." Charles asked with a smile, "Would you like to lie down with me, maybe it can refresh you?"

"unnecessary."

"I've always been in good spirits," Lott said.

"At this point in time, you should go to class."

"I don't want to go."

"Then socialize?"

"I also dealt with all the social participants."

Charles asked: "Mr. Wiltshire, who hates classes and society, always sleeps well."

"of course."

"Because that's not necessary," Lott said.

Charles sighed and said, "My God, that's a disaster for the whole story."

Lotte laughed, as if mocking.

"So, just stay with me for a while, will you?" Charles said, "or is that not enough reason for you to stay?"

Lotter shrugged and said, "Charles has no friends—"

"Neither did Lott," Charles responded.

Lotter said: "Okay." So he lay down on the hospital bed and looked at the ceiling.

Charles' arms wrapped around him, warm.

"So, what's been bothering you, Charles?"

Charles thought for a while, then he said, "It's a bit difficult to explain, but I found out that there is an impostor in the house, and he pretends to be me."

"Although I am an observer, I can interfere with the story to a certain extent, but it must be done with the help of a body, and the interference is very slight."

Charles sighed, and said, "But that one is different, and it's perfectly capable of changing the story with its ideas. Or adding some fantasy elements."

Lott laughed and asked, "What, does it look like an alien?"

"So to speak," said Charles. "I don't know what it wants to do with the house."

Lott yawned, and he said, "Let it be. If our world is destroyed, it will be destroyed."

"Mr. Wiltshire, you need to have more compassion."

Lott changed the subject and said, "I don't want to go back."

Charles smiled, and he said, "Is it too safe to stay here?"

"Don't think too highly of yourself, Charles." Lott said, "It's just that there are people you don't want to see staying there."

Charles turned his head and said, "If you're talking about Xia Youjie, shouldn't you be the one who called him? And he should like you."

Lott said, "Come on, Charles, I've died 24 times for his liking."

"...You still remember the number."

"Of course!"

Lotter said, "By the way, Charles."

"I had a QQ with him." Lott said, "I saw his memory. The memory I don't have, but I can be sure that it is the memory of the real realm—"

Charles did not respond immediately.

Lott said, "I see myself in his memory, and you, Charles."

Lott turned his head, he looked at Charles, and asked, "You told me that you are my creator, my father. But in his memory, you are my elder brother."

"You never told me about the Real Realm, Charles."

Lott said: "For example, how do we die in the real world?"

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来例假了，状态不太好quq会在好一点的时候再来修一下的。感谢在2021-05-1514:24:28~2021-05-1614:11:45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: Gu Gu’s pigeon will marry Nao Hua and Jin Musang;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：抹鱼15瓶；日暮远山处10瓶；奶冻、君以外害5瓶；末2瓶；五寻鲸1瓶；

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