deformed bone

Calvin stared at Moses' face, and he smiled a little, which gave his face an amazing charm - even if the smile was fleeting.

"do not worry about me."

He said softly, and he reached out and pressed Moses' face in an attempt to push the good dog trapped in the human body away, but the latter still showed a strong sense of intimacy.Moses gasped and rubbed his face against Calvin's palm vigorously.

Calvin had no doubts that if Moses really had a tail, his tail would have been swaying and slapping the sofa cushions by this time.

"Hey man, listen, I gotta go..."

Calvin muttered to the enthusiastic and cheerful Moses with some headaches.

"To be honest, I really don't know what to do with you."

Calvin was a little uneasy about letting such a Moses stay alone in this empty house.After all, judging from Moses' injured palm, after becoming a dog, he couldn't protect himself like a normal human being.

"But...you'll take care of yourself, right?"

Calvin finally patted Moses on the head and said, then stood up from the sofa.

Moses stopped all movements for a moment, his beautiful green eyes stared deeply at Calvin, and the thick shoulders of this tall young man drooped downward.He didn't even utter a whimper, just quietly curled up on the sofa with his slender limbs curled up.

The way he looked made Calvin feel a little guilty.

Calvin wished he could ignore this distraught feeling—the meeting with Isaac was a must, the stupid things he did last night had put him in enough danger.

It is very dangerous and unwise for a person like him to have superfluous emotions, and as a multiple personality patient, Vigilie, or rather, Mercer, should have gotten used to this kind of situation in the past.

Calvin thought.

It didn't take him long to make a decision.He bent down to pick up his mobile phone from the sofa, glanced at the time, and then his eyes fell on the unusually quiet Messer.

"Good dog."

He said softly, and after hesitating for a while, he reached out and patted Moses on the head.

Then Calvin quickly put away his things, he found a piece of paper, and left a short message for Virgil.

During this process, Moses whimpered, and the sound was not so much like a dog barking, but more like a young child whimpering in grievance.He stumbled and climbed off the sofa, he tried to take two steps towards Calvin, but soon stopped for unknown reasons.

He looked at Calvin silently one meter away from the sofa, and even the dullest person could feel his sadness.

Calvin put the message note in the middle of the coffee table, and then walked towards the door.He hadn't looked at Moses, but he hesitated for a moment when his hand rested on the rose-patterned brass handle.

He still couldn't help turning around, and carefully re-examined the furnishings in the room to ensure that no more dangerous objects would hurt the ignorant and ignorant Moses.

"obedient."

Calvin said to the young man who was looking at him eagerly, and then he turned the door and went out.

"Ugh-"

Almost at the same time, Moses snorted softly, and that voice made the hidden anxiety in Calvin's heart beat.But he still closed the door of this beautiful villa expressionlessly.He made a bit of effort, and the "bang" sound when closing the door was extra loud. Calvin was a little worried that this would scare Moses, but then he frowned because of his worry.

Undoubtedly, the presence of Moses made him somewhat abnormal.

That's not a real dog, that's just a sick part of being human.He said to himself in that cold voice in his heart, and stepped down the steps.

The time at this time is 07:30 in the evening.

Calvin was thinking about going back to the apartment. He might have to pack up some things. If the news he got in the red beard's basement wasn't good enough, he might leave the city directly.Dr. Holden's departure is a problem - until now Calvin's new identity has always relied on the doctor's customers and partners in the dark world, but with the doctor's funeral, this convenience also brings an end.Redbeard can still give Isaac and Calvin the last bit of shelter, but the road left for Calvin and Isaac will become more and more difficult.

Oh no, in fact the only person who really had to face these difficulties was Calvin.

Isaac isn't a runaway angel, and there's no trace of a deranged cult trying to track him down.

Calvin once wanted to knock out a sum of money from Virgil, a somewhat naive son, as a fund for his future escape, but judging from the current situation, this is a sum of money that Calvin will not get money.

All plans were disrupted...

Thinking of this, Calvin regretted his previous rashness even more.He was too indulged in the chaos and sorrow after Doctor Holden's death, so that he completely lost the vigilance he should have. Thinking of this, it is really hard for him to blame Isaac for the anger he showed last night.As long as the Adventists exist, Calvin Holden has to live carefully, like a mouse in the gutter, always cautiously living with his head probed - this fact made Calvin's back ache, he walked At the same time, he felt a little nauseous and nauseous, so that he didn't notice the pale face emerging from the window behind him, and the pair of eyes that looked at him deeply, as if they were about to ignite will-o'-the-wisps in their pupils.

"call……"

The moisture from Virgili's breath formed a small mist on the glass.

He stared hungrily at Calvin's back, his fingers pressing on the window trembled slightly.

In fact, from the moment Calvin touched the scars on his arm, Moses had already returned to the depths of consciousness—Calvin did not know the marks of punishment for his gentle touch on the body of the red deer. Totally healed, and when all the pain was over, the damn dog was back where it belonged.Instead, it was Virgil who occupied this body, and he realized God's preference for him the moment he woke up.Calvin's precious tenderness to Moses is the supreme delicacy, an incomparable enjoyment and reward for the other personalities in this body.Almost immediately, Vigili pretended to be that stupid dog. He shamelessly imitated that dog rubbing against Calvin's body, licking Calvin's skin, and enjoying what originally belonged to Mei like a dog. Se's tenderness.

Oh, he had to say that he had reached heaven in that short period of time just now, the only thing that made him feel a little painful was the excitement of his body, that's why his movements were always stiff.It is not easy to conceal the sizeable bumps in the legs.

When Calvin's figure finally disappeared from his vision, Virgilie staggered back to the sofa.He buried his face in the corner of the couch - where Calvin had sat before - and moved briskly.

【You are so disgusting. 】

What replayed in Virgil's mind made Fogg unbearably vocal.However, unlike the previous attitude of always confronting the doctor tit for tat, Virjili at this moment seemed extraordinarily happy and joyful.

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Virgili's face was flushed, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"My angel is as delicious as ever isn't it?"

He deliberately played back the pictures that he had processed in his mind.

Fogg didn't respond to him, but he knew the doctor was always there.

For God's sake, Fogg's anger and jealousy made the Calvin in Virgil's memory more fragrant and delicious. He made a mess of that expensive sofa, and he was also in that Almost collapsed in the wild passion.

His indulgence eventually caused Fogg to growl uncontrollably.

【What the hell are you doing—】

"Oh, my God, you should really listen to your own tone... dear Fogg."

Lying in the slimy liquid, Virgili bit her finger and laughed.

[Don't forget that we still have work to do. 】

Fogg's voice was extraordinarily gloomy, and he said in Virgil's mind unusually coldly.

"Oh... I forgot if you didn't tell me..." Virgil frowned, and then he stared at the ceiling with a bright smile, "Imogene Paine—it's unimaginable to hear This name, and I still heard this name from my dear His Majesty the Angel. Don’t worry, my dear Master Fuge, I will never forget him, the old ghost in the prison, he was originally on my carefully prepared gift list Well, I just didn't know he'd come here by choice."

[Both you and I are a little too lax. 】

Fuge said dissatisfied.

[But it's not too late. 】

"Of course, of course."

Virgili stretched out a long stretch, and when he jumped up from the sofa again, his body had fully recovered to its best condition.

"We'll get rid of him."

He walked into the bathroom humming a song, then smiled and said to the mirror.

Mirror images were reflected in his pupils.

A few shadowy figures flashed away.

"We'll make our angel happy...don't we?"