[Fifth Personality] Lost

Back to the supervisor's dormitory with exhaustion and pain, Emily didn't knock on the door for a long time, because she remembered the ending after Jack sent Emma to the carnival chair - her left hand was broken, and her ribs were also broken. A few, cracked scapula or something...

She shrank her neck, thinking that what Joke said was right, Leo could kill her with two sticks, and she?Twenty sticks may not necessarily kill Leo.

She's just a fragile human being... A broken bone, a broken bone, sounds super painful!

Emily was thinking about sneaking back to the cabin, anyway, the planner is so powerful, if you want to find her, there is always a way to find her... The next second, the door was opened from the inside, and Jack's tall The figure almost blocked the entire door.

He looked at the embarrassed Emily, frowned and hugged her: "You're back, why don't you come in?"

Emily huddled in Jack's arms, and peeked in from Jack's shoulder secretly. Seeing that Ben, Jack, Valletta, and Leo were all there, she quickly hid herself, and asked in a low voice, "Why? What to do? Does Mr. Factory Manager really want to beat me to death now?"

Jack was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Factory Manager, why do you think..." Halfway through the speech, he remembered his tragic experience, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, hugged her and turned around, and said lazily, "Well... you're afraid You have to ask him."

Meeting the eyes of Mr. Factory Manager, Emily showed an awkward but polite smile reflexively: "Mr. Leo, if you want to hit me...please give me a good time."

She has been injured for a hundred days, but she is not as good as Jack in terms of physical fitness. Let her recuperate in bed for three to five months with broken limbs?She would rather die early and be reborn sooner.

She spoke seriously, but Leo was at a loss: "Eh? Why did I hit Miss Emily?"

Emily blinked her eyes, her expression was more confused than Leo's: "I...I sent Emma to the carnival chair?"

"Ah...you mean this," Leo suddenly realized, he spread his hands helplessly, and smiled honestly, "It doesn't matter, this time Emma went to the manor with my consent."

"If realizing your wish is Emma's wish, I, a father...of course I should support it unconditionally."

After washing off all the dust and putting on a silk nightgown, Emily sat on the bed refreshingly. Thinking of the embarrassment that happened just now, she couldn't help kicking Jack.

Jack was holding her ankle to apply medicine to her wound, and he wasn't angry when she kicked him suddenly—she wouldn't really use force anyway.

On the contrary, Emily said angrily: "You knew it clearly, but you didn't tell me...you deliberately made fun of me."

"I apologize to you, Your Majesty the Queen." Jack planted a kiss on the back of her foot, then looked up at her seriously, "You can punish me as you like."

"But before punishing me, I think you should also apologize to me."

Emily: "???"

Is he out of his mind?She was teased, and she still needs to apologize to him? !

"You don't have enough trust in me," Jack stretched out his hand, stroking the sharp pinch mark on her neck with his cool fingertips, his eyes darkened, "You should firmly believe that as long as I'm by your side, any stick or sword will be fine." will fall on you."

Emily froze for a moment, shifted her gaze unnaturally, avoided his gaze, and said a little bluntly, "Okay...it's my fault."

Jack didn't speak.

Emily also felt that she was being too insincere. After thinking about it, she took the initiative to get into Jack's arms, raised her head and kissed his chin, and softened her tone: "It won't happen in the future."

"I know that a knight would risk his life to protect his queen."

"But I...you know, I'm used to relying on myself. So I hope... well, you can give me a little time to adjust."

After finishing the confession awkwardly, Emily was embarrassed to raise her eyes to see Jack's expression. She lowered her head and fiddled with the buttons on his shirt when she had nothing to do.

After a while, Jack's voice fell lightly from the top of his head. He tried his best to appear calm and indifferent, but he couldn't control the almost gush of joy in it: "Well, I reluctantly agree."

Emily curled her lips and smiled silently.

Tch, man!Get cheap and sell well!

Back in a relaxing environment, Emily, who had been working all day, would inevitably feel sleepy. Anyway, there was still some time before dinner, so Jack simply lay down with her in his arms, patted her on the back, and hummed a tune to coax her fall asleep.

This sleep lasted until dark. When Emily opened her eyes, the familiar smell of food had already drifted from the first floor to the second floor and entered her nostrils.

Well, it is the craftsmanship of Mr. Factory Manager.

The food is delicious and the stomach is very hungry.

Emily didn't want to get up at all.

Because Jack's arms are very warm.

It's unbelievable, a man whose fingertips are so cold, as long as he holds her for a while, his whole body will become warm, and he doesn't know who is warming whom.

She moved her body a little, trying to find a more comfortable position, but it disturbed Jack who was not asleep but just closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

He opened his eyes and saw that Emily's eyes were closed, the trembling eyelashes and the stiff corners of her mouth all betrayed the fact that she had woken up and was pretending to sleep in bed, so he couldn't help but tap the tip of her nose: "Baby, get up and eat something sleep again."

Emily's face immediately collapsed, she still refused to open her eyes, and closed her eyes, whimpering: "But I'm still sleepy."

"Eat before going to bed," insisted Jack, "you haven't eaten all day."

Emily barely opened one eye, looked at Jack's face, and saw the capitalized "no room for negotiation" on his face, wrinkled her face again, and reluctantly got up slowly.

Jack helped her tidy up her long messy hair, found a shirt for her to wear as a coat, and carried her downstairs.

Leo was still busy with the last dish in the kitchen, Ben had already started cleaning, and Jook and Valletta were making trouble as usual under the banner of helping.There were already three people sitting at the long dining table—Emma, ​​who was at ease, Marta, who had a weird face, and Tracy, who was trembling with her eyes closed.

Oh...she remembered, before the game started, she told Jack that she would rescue the people she let fly.After all, although her bad taste is to watch people go to heaven, killing people with her own hands...is not within the scope of her hobbies.

Except, of course, Freddie Riley.

"Where's Mr. Lushi who is so eloquent?" Emily asked casually.

Jack looked at the bruises on her neck, Emily's skin was very fair, and the bruises looked more ferocious.He said casually: "I gave him a healing injection first." As if thinking of something interesting, he chuckled, "Then when he was so grateful to me, he broke his limbs and put He was thrown into the heap of corpses where there was the most decay and the most maggots and flies."

"Mr. Lu, who was born with a clever mouth and can tell the dead and the living dead, I'm afraid he can only watch his body being bitten by countless maggots, bit by bit with the soil. Let's blend together." His tone was full of regret.

"But I think, before that, he might be scared to death." Emily ruthlessly broke his fantasy.

"Ah..." Jack clicked his tongue twice, "That's really a pity."

Emily: "..."

Jieren is really... too bad!

Jack put Emily on the chair, and the sound he made startled Emma, ​​who was holding a knife and fork and waiting to be fed. Seeing Emily, Emma's eyes lit up, and she was about to rush over with a cry of "owwow".

Jack put his hands on her face in disgust, blocking her by his arms, but before Leo had time to say anything, Emily said displeasedly: "Let go, Jack."

Jack: "..."

Reluctantly, she let go of her hand, allowing Emma to throw herself into Emily's arms.

Concerned about Emily's injuries, Emma carefully rubbed against her, and obediently withdrew from her arms. She reached out to touch the bruises on Emily's neck, curled her mouth, and looked like she was going to die in the next second. An expression about to cry: "...Sister Angel, is it still hurting?"

Emily touched her neck and comforted her with a smile: "It's been gone for a long time."

As soon as she took a bath, Jack gave her a healing injection, which was very effective in relieving pain, and after sleeping for a while, the whole person was refreshed at the moment, but the wound looked scary .

The interaction between the two finally caught the attention of the stunned Marta and the frightened Tracy. Marta turned his head slowly and looked over, and Tracy mustered up the courage to open her eyes.

Not pretending to be uncomfortable, Emily subconsciously picked up the wine glass in front of her, made a toast gesture to the two people whose eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "It is agreed that in this round of games, The only one who will actually die is Freddie Riley. Did I break my word?"

Marta and Tracy were stunned, obviously not yet recovered.

Emily didn't care, she shook the bright red liquid in the glass a little, brought the mouth of the glass to her lips, lifted the foot of the glass, and was about to take a sip, a hand stretched out from the side, and took her away without any explanation. She quickly stuffed a cup of hot milk into her hand.

"You're injured, so you shouldn't drink." Jack said, moving so fast that he almost lost his image.

Emily is holding the milk, whether it’s drinking or not—the characters of both good and evil all over the world are very cool when they appear on the stage. They are either wearing sunglasses, smoking cigars, or holding Red wine... who is carrying hot milk?What's more, when this thing is drunk, it will be covered with white things around the mouth like a beard. With such a comic image, how can she pretend to be forceful?

Knowing that she would never get the wine from Jack tonight, Emily put down the milk sullenly. Just at this time, the last dish was also served on the table, and Leo, Chuck, Ben, and Valletta cleaned up Take a look at yourself and sit in your usual seat.

Emma stayed by Emily's side and kept grabbing delicious food for her. Jack was in charge of supervising Emily after drinking the milk. Leo wiped Emma's mouth from time to time. Jie Jie laughed strangely, Valletta's eight limbs were always uncoordinated when eating, and Ben resignedly helped her clean up the wine glass that was knocked over for a while, and the bowl that was knocked over for a while...

The scene is unbelievably harmonious.

Especially for the two Survivors who were at the Supervisors' table for the first time.

Seeing that Marta and Tracy hesitated to eat, Emily sneered: "Eat, there is no poison. I really want you to die, so I won't bring you back."

Marta's face turned pale. She was brought out of the morgue by Jack in a sober state. She knew what a terrible place it was, and she also knew that Emily hadn't lied—that place, just staying there She felt that she was already dead, if it wasn't for Jack...if it wasn't for Jack who brought her out, she would have gone crazy even if she didn't die.

What a taunt, it should have been the most terrifying existence for survivors, but it has become the only salvation.

Tracy's luck was better - because she was timid, she passed out the moment the carnival chair flew into the sky. She didn't wake up until Jack brought them back, and she was still in Valletta's room. She fell asleep, so she acted bolder than Marta at this time.

She looked at the rich food in front of her, and at Emily who was in love with Jack, and asked in a low voice, "Emily, you... didn't intend to let us die at the beginning, did you?"

Emily's answer is specious: "A teammate I met before said this to me-'When fighting monsters, be careful not to become a monster yourself, and don't let the darkness corrode your heart'."

Yes, although the "players" of this "game" are not very good people, and they may all deserve more than one death, but not killing people with their own hands is her last bottom line as a doctor.

Well, what a self-defeating bottom line.

Thinking of this, Emily smiled again, and continued to eat without any psychological burden.

Maybe it's because the supervisors are very friendly, maybe it's because the food in front of them is too tempting, maybe it's the beating heart telling them that this is not a dream, they are really still alive... In short, Marta and Te Gradually, Lacey also relaxed, and picked up the knife and fork.

The craftsmanship of Mr. Factory Manager is not blown out, Tracy tasted a piece of cherry meat, it was so delicious that she blushed, and for a moment, the little girl's heart was fully exposed, no matter what danger it was, she kept turning her head Sell ​​it to Marta.Marta nodded politely and put a piece into the bowl cooperatively, but Emily noticed that Marta hadn't touched any meat until the end of dinner.

Well, it's purple in sauce.Emily looked at the strawberry pie in her hand—she hadn't recovered from the mental shock brought to her by the mortuary.

After dinner, Marta and Tracy said they wanted to help clean up, but Emily didn't stop them. She yawned, and Jack carried her upstairs to rest knowingly.

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The next day, it was not until Emily woke up naturally from sleep that Ben and Leo conveyed the news that the planner wanted to see her.

It was that simple little house again, the planner's face was hidden in the shadows as expected.

"Sure enough, inviting you to participate in this game is one of the most correct decisions I have made in my life. You are as good as I expected, and you are even more powerful than I expected." He smiled and repeated what he had written in The words in the letter were inexplicably sad, "To be honest, I have recently thought of a new and more interesting game - you really don't want to think about staying and becoming a regulator? Believe me, The treatment I offer must be better than your income from running a clinic or a handicraft shop."

Emily didn't speak, she folded her arms and raised her eyebrows high—she couldn't believe that the master planner didn't know that she, Dr. Emily Dale who cut the black, was the one who was killed I was moved by Jack's description of the good life after leaving Onlydeath Manor.

If her obsession could be shaken so easily, it would be impossible for her to live to this day.

Knowing what she meant, the planner sighed, because it was too heavy and looked fake: "Okay then. As a reward, you will get everything you want."

After he finished speaking, Leo on the side came over, and at some point there was a stack of things in his hand——

A signed pardon, a formal business qualification certificate, a key to the clinic...and a huge check.

"I don't think we will see each other again in this life. Of course, I believe you will not want to see me again."

"Then I wish you happiness for the rest of your life, Miss Emily."

These were the last two words the unseen planner said to Emily, and Emily never "saw" him again after that.

...There is no way to know whether he is a greasy middle-aged man with a bald beer belly.

He also didn't mention Marta and Tracy, who were rescued by her, without a single word, and Emily tacitly agreed that he allowed her to take them away together.

Emily returned to the supervisor's dormitory with what she had dreamed of. According to the agreement, she could leave here at any time.

But Jack asked her to leave in a few days, and asked him why, but he also refused to reveal it mysteriously.

Emily noticed that Jack was suddenly busy... No, to be precise, all the supervisors were busy, and they didn't know what they were busy with. During the day, they were basically invisible except for meals; In the evening, Jack would come back before she went to bed, bring her the joy of desire, lust, and death, and then hum a little tune to lull her to sleep.

He didn't want to say it, and Emily didn't pursue it. Fortunately, apart from the five supervisors, Emma, ​​Tracy, and Marta lived in the current dormitory.After the initial panic passed, Tracy and Marta quickly got used to the daily life of supervisors loving each other during off-duty hours, and there was no initial rejection of living with five monsters .

About a week later, after dinner, Jack didn't hold hands with her, walked around the huge supervisor's dormitory twice to digest food, and then went back to the room for exercise.Instead, he led her and walked on the road leading to the rose garden.

It was a sea of ​​roses like a dream, dazzling red, verdant green, endless at a glance, and carnival chairs were dotted here and there, and red roses were delicately wrapped around the chairs. .

But tonight, besides the red flowers and green leaves, there are some other things in this sea of ​​roses... It can be called a variety of decorations—the sea of ​​roses has been cleared out of a path enough for three people to go side by side. , there are style columns wrapped with ribbons on the left and right, and lighted scented candles are placed on the top. At the end of the trail, there is a huge display board that is put together with colorful paint and graffiti-style writing. With "Marryme".

Before Emily came back to her senses, Jack took her right hand and led her through the path. Jack and Valletta, two guys who were afraid of chaos in the world, desperately plucked the petals from the garden, Sprinkle it on their heads, on their bodies, and on the road they walk.

Walking all the way to the end, Jack led Emily and carefully stepped over the lit scented candles. In the huge love-shaped circle surrounded by scented candles, he knelt down on one knee, touched his chest with his right hand, and lifted Amy reverently. Li's hands, the eyes behind the mask are hot, focused, sincere, and gentle.

He held her hand, lowered his head, and gently touched the back of her hand with the mask. It should have been a well-thought-out thing, but his voice trembled uncontrollably——

"Miss Emily, I don't seem to have ever said touching words of love to you. Although I think you should know it, everyone says that you must always talk about loving you. I never said 'I love you' to apologize to you, I hope you know that in my heart, in my eyes, in every minute of my life, you are the most important existence."

"Please accept my sincere confession-Miss Emily, my world is beautiful because of you. Before I met you, I thought I could live my life, but after I met you, I couldn't understand the old days , as long as I think that I might lose you in the future and return to the life I used to get by, I will feel like a knife, and I must hold you tightly to give me a sense of security."

"So please forgive my presumptuousness, I would like to ask you——Miss Emily, are you willing to marry me and become the unique Her Majesty Queen in this lifetime?"

The author has something to say:

——How could Emma allow Mr. Factory Manager to beat up Emily? 2333333

——Emily herself was moved by the future life described by Jack, so she will not stay as a supervisor.

——In the end, I did not kill the Air Force, because "not killing people" is Emily's bottom line. Although she likes to watch people go from hope to despair, it is undeniable that some people escaped smoothly because they were rescued by her. Therefore, Emily is not suitable to be a supervisor.

——↑This is also mentioned earlier, the most essential difference between Emily and Red Butterfly.

——But in fact, based on the fact that the air force shot Emily, Jack can completely let her die in the mortuary field. Emily can't be blamed for this.

——Jack actually didn't want to make the proposal venue so fancy, but he alone was no match for Chuck and Valletta.

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I know that some words have been repeated a hundred times, a thousand times and ten thousand times, and some people still choose to ignore them, but I still want to say:

Emily’s character design comes from the game itself, I don’t care what other people write. For me, Emily was not a good person from the very beginning—I’ve said a lot about this point until now. So, don't blame me for being merciless because of this matter being unreasonable in the comment area;

It must be emphasized that I am not a very good-tempered person, but since most of Jinjiang’s readers are girls, some comments that make me feel uncomfortable, even if I want to go back, I will try my best to use them. Very polite wording, but still the same sentence, most of Jinjiang's readers are girls, and they should understand how serious the word "bitch" is. I personally hate it when anyone says it. Not to mention it is used to describe the characters in my article, so if anyone touches my bottom line, don't expect me to bear it again and again.

If you say you don't like the heroine's scheming, I might reply "The heroine's character design is very scheming even in the game", but since you said you don't like the heroine's "scheming bitch design", then I can only Reply "If you don't like it, get out".

Oh, you read that right, I said "roll off".

Even if you say you are a scheming girl, I can accept it, but I will never tolerate "a scheming bitch".

There have been so many recent incidents, no matter how good my patience is, it should be worn out. Therefore, some people who are not ky and feel uncomfortable, if you don’t like this article, you can go away; if you don’t like the character design of the hero and heroine, you can Get out; if you don't like Zuo Shijun's bad temper, you can get out.

This article doesn't want you to like it, the characters of the hero and heroine don't want you to like it, and I don't want you to like it.

I would like to trouble kys to adjust their positions. My purpose of writing this article is not to want you [KY] to like it. In the process of you [KY] reading my article, I did not follow you [KY] I get any benefits from my body, so please [KY], don’t act like a master and God in front of me, put away your [KY] self-righteousness, is it so difficult to live in peace?

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The above remarks are only for KY, my little angels don’t be afraid (づ￣3￣)づ

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Countdown to completion - 3

If the babies who have finished the exam come back, remember to raise your hand and I will give you red envelopes.Chirp.

↑Suddenly feel that I am very smart.