deformed bone

"Omg! Sorry - I'm really sorry - are you okay?!"

Virgil's face was pale, and the previous affection faded in an instant. At this moment, he seemed to be frightened crazy.

He jumped up from the bed, half-kneeled on the carpet, and reached for Calvin's clothes.

"I crushed your wound, didn't I? God—I'm such a jerk—"

Calvin was breathing heavily.

He did press into his wound, and the aftertaste of pain still lingered on his nerve endings.His face was covered with fine sweat, his eye sockets were red, and a drop of physiological tears oozed out of the corner of his eyes and slowly slipped into his bun.

"To shut up."

When he felt that Virgil was about to take off his clothes, Calvin cursed in a low voice, and then slapped the young master's hand vigorously.

The expression on the latter's face became even uglier in an instant. He looked as if he was about to cry. The terrified expression even made Calvin feel that he was going to slit his throat with a knife in the next second to apologize for himself. Same.

"Oh, for God's sake." Calvin let out an unbearable grunt. "Please don't—"

Calvin sat up slowly, looking down at Virgil.

The pain is slowly subsiding.

Virgil looked up at Calvin stupidly.

Calvin clearly saw his own reflection in the pair of light green pupils. For some reason, Virgili's gaze made Calvin feel a subtle shyness—when the rich man looked at him, he felt ashamed. Like a traveler in the desert looking at the last sip of water in his water bladder, or a sailor on the sea in a storm gazing at his boat - Calvin is like everything to him.

Calvin's cheeks felt a little hot.

The scene where he and Virgilie look at each other so silly is like a seventh-grade middle school student in love.

"Pfft—" When Calvin thought of this, he couldn't help laughing, "This is really silly."

he muttered.

It was as if someone pressed an invisible switch, the stagnant air began to flow again, and the tense atmosphere gradually returned to relaxation.

Virgili laughed almost at the same time.

After a while, the laughter of the two of them overlapped and then grew louder.

Vigily embraced Calvin, of course this time he was extra careful to avoid Calvin's wound.

"I'm really sorry, to be honest, I really didn't think I would make this kind of mistake, I really forgot about your wound just now... I just got a little...overheated..."

When he finally calmed down, he stammered to Calvin.

"Oh, it's okay, I can see that you are simply fascinated by me."

Calvin said.

His eyes became moist and shiny from the long-lost laugh.

Virgil's eyes followed Calvin's, his heart pounding at the latter's smile - he felt the gleam - the divine light fell through Calvin's smile into his soul.His spirit and personality and everything about him seemed to be soaked in a warm current that smelled of honey.A sweet river flowed in his body, and the great sense of happiness made him almost unable to control the small trembling in his body.

It wasn't until a burst of severe pain came from the depths of his spirit that Virgili recovered from that extreme sense of happiness.

【hiss--】

Cold and dark breaths and venomous peeps.

The ghost called "Red Deer" gave Virgil a little warning in the dark.

There was a fleeting moment of stiffness in Virgil's movements.

Although Red Deer had to sink into the depths of this body's sea of ​​consciousness due to excessive weakness, his desire to monopolize Calvin did not weaken because of this.The only good thing is that because of the weakness of the red deer, that kind of warning is not too severe.

Fortunately, this brief unnaturalness was not noticed by Calvin.

"You're right, I'm fascinated by you... a very fascinated kind of fascination." Virgili deliberately followed Calvin's words with a slightly exaggerated aria. "Then show me your back next, and God bless the stupid thing I just did that doesn't open up that damn wound again."

He continued.

All his actions and words are so normal, it is almost hard to imagine that his soul is being tortured by the main personality at this moment.

【Wow——】

A dog started barking wildly in his head.

[Calm down you stupid dog——]

He said to the shadows in his body silently, fine beads of sweat permeated from his skin, but the biting pain didn't change Virgil's sense of happiness in any way.

In fact, all personalities in his body can feel his pleasure.

He meekly endured the red deer's malice, and waited.

And just as he expected, it didn't take long for Red Deer's consciousness to fade.

Virgil could feel that devil-like shadow sliding towards the bottom of deeper consciousness.

"...Well, I don't think there's anything wrong with the wound, although it does hurt a little... Virgili?"

Then Virgil heard Calvin's voice.

"Any questions?"

It was like a closed glass window was pulled open, and Calvin's voice came from the other side of the "glass window", becoming clearer.

Vigily showed Calvin a sweet smile like a bunny, which he was best at, without any change in his face.

"No problem, I'm just a little nervous..."

Virgil said very naturally.

"So you want to examine the wound?"

Calvin interrupted Virgili's question.

"Well, of course, let me see."

Vigili said.

And Calvin had already turned around when Vigily was speaking, he unbuttoned his pajamas, the soft material slipped down his thin shoulders, and his back was exposed in front of Vigily without any cover.

Virgil stared at Calvin's back and swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily.

Every inch of Calvin's skin was as white and delicate as fine jade, and the undulations of his muscles had an almost artistic beauty.And it was because of this that the wounds on Calvin's back looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

The most conspicuous wounds were still the two surgical scars near the shoulder blades. The scars of the surgically removed wings were as bright red as before, like two ugly insects lying on Calvin's back.

And under the shoulder is the circular wound caused by the previous bullet piercing through the body.

It has to be said that at this moment Virgil was a little grateful for the existence of Fogg. Without the existence of this anatomy enthusiast who claimed to have only a little interest in the human body, it would be hard to imagine that Calvin would be able to Survive such a horrific gunshot wound.

The gunshot wound healed fairly well, but just as Vigilie was worried, his impulsiveness and recklessness just now made Calvin's wound ooze bloodshot again.

"Fogg will definitely want to kill me."

Virgil frowned and said with a wry smile.

"I feel okay."

As the wounded person himself, Calvin didn't pay much attention to his own wounds.

When Virgil wanted Fogg to appear, Calvin stopped him.

"No—really don't—"

Calvin said.

"But your wounds..."

"Actually, there's a secret I haven't told you. It scares me to hear English people talking when I'm hurt."

Calvin lowered his voice, said hoarsely to Virgil, and then laughed again after seeing the other party's froze expression for a moment.

"puff……"

"Hey, Calvin, this is not the time to be joking, at least Fogg can help you heal your wound."

"I believe you can do it too. You don't need to mobilize so many people. Really, although I was just joking just now, when I was injured, I just wanted to deal with you alone for the time being."