The man with a serious face walked into the room and looked at the two women hugging each other without saying a word.

The younger woman wanted to explain something, but was pushed aside by him.

The man grabbed another woman's neck with his hands, and asked coldly and fiercely, "Where are you going?"

The woman struggled feebly, her hands drooped limply, and tears flowed down her face distorted by suffocation and fear.

Ding He was still facing the direction of the door, his eyelashes trembling slightly brushed against Yu Jin's palm.

Yu Jin grabbed Ding He's shoulder and kissed his lips forcefully: "Don't look at it, it's all fake."

Ding He looked at him without blinking, his body was cold and stiff, like a lifeless sculpture.

Yu Jin also stared straight at him, pressing the back of his head with his right hand, so that he could only look in his own direction: "You look at me, only I am real."

Yu Jin's body temperature is very high, like a burst of fire attacking the nerves, occupying all the sensory channels of Ding He.

The lips that were as hard as ice were finally softened by the heat and turned into melting spring water, wrapping them back gently.

Ding He loosely embraced Yu Jin's waist, and kissed back gently and delicately, as cautiously as if he was stroking a delicate flower petal.

But his rapid and disordered breathing was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

His breathing gradually returned to normal, his body was no longer tense, his eyes were quiet and attached, watching Yu Jin.

"It's all over, and I won't be affected by it anymore."

Yu Jin looked at him: "It doesn't matter if you can't forget it, just leave it to me."

Ding He rubbed the top of his hair: "I just remember that you sat with me in your arms all night, and you couldn't move your shoulders the next day."

Yu Jin frowned: "I'm afraid you'll wake up if I move."

When Ding He was very young, he thought his family was very happy.His family background is prominent, his parents are loving, and he himself is a leader among his peers, a model praised by the elders.

The only downside is that his mother seems to be weak and stays at home all the year round, even he seldom sees her.

He didn't suspect it at first, but occasionally he longed for maternal love. Whenever this happened, his father would make more demands for him, and he would regard the opportunity to meet his mother as a reward.

He began to demand himself more strictly, striving to be the perfect successor in his father's eyes.

Until one night, the sound of arguing from his mother's room shattered his fantasy.

Only then did he discover that his mother was not weak and sick, but was locked up at home by his father.

Father was suspicious by nature and always suspected that mother would make friends with other men.But the mother is gentle and cowardly, accustomed to submissiveness, mistakenly thinking that obedience and obedience can eliminate his unreasonable doubts.

But she didn't expect that as time went by, her father's suspicion would intensify, even to the point where she would not be allowed to contact other people at all.And she also found that she would never be able to escape from the cage.

Ding He has always known these things, but he can't change it, and he doesn't know how to change it.

At that time, his relationship with Yu Jin was not so close, and he didn't even have anyone to confide in.

He wanted to help his mother escape, but he didn't even have the chance to see her.

The turning point was the nurse who was hired when the mother was seriously ill.No matter how strict Ding He's father was, he still had to find someone to take care of his wife.Ding He's mother finally had the opportunity to contact the outside world, and the nurse happened to be a passionate and righteous girl, who promised to help her get out.

Even if she was once obedient, Canary will one day want to escape from the cage.

But these were discovered by Ding He's father, who was so furious that he strangled his wife to death, put her ashes into a necklace, and took them with him.

All of this was witnessed by Ding He.

He still remembers that day when he and Yu Jin had made an appointment to go out, but halfway they found that they had forgotten something, so they had to turn back, but they happened to meet this scene.

Ding He smoothed Yu Jin's eyebrows, and carefully described the shape of his eyes: "I always have to wake up."

"It's the first time I saw you crying so sadly, and I was frightened." Yu Jin blinked as he scratched the corners of his eyes a little itchy.

Ding He asked suspiciously, "Was I scary at the time?"

Yu Jin nodded sincerely: "I don't say a word, and I don't want to move, like a puppet. I told you a lot, but you didn't seem to hear it. After a long time, you hugged me and cried."

Ding He coughed lightly to cover up: "There's no need to recall."

Yu Jin looked calm: "It's the first time I saw you cry. You used to always keep a smile on your face, and you didn't panic when you encountered anything. Although I can tell when you are in a bad mood, this is the first time I see you Expose your emotions so directly."

There was a trace of sadness in Ding He's eyes, as if he recalled the mood at that time.

Yu Jin supported his face, making his gaze directly on her: "Actually, you don't need to hide anything, I won't alienate you because of your emotions. Whenever you want to talk, I will listen."

"On the contrary, I would think..." Yu Jin leaned closer to his face, exhaled lightly, "very cute."

"My temper is so bad, you have always let me go. But I also want to help you share the pain, and I want to know what you are worried about. Can you rely on me once in a while?"

Ding He laughed softly, hugged him gently, and breathed out his warm breath in his ears: "Then I'm going to act like a baby."

Yu Jin, who was waiting outside the house that day, found that Ding He hadn't come out for a long time, so he had no choice but to go in to look for it, but found Ding He standing alone by the door, his eyes dull, as if his soul had been sucked out.

He saw the man strangle the woman's neck, and the woman lost her breath without even a chance to struggle.

He knew that people in the room would definitely find them if he looked further, so he could only drag Ding He to his room with difficulty, trying his best to bring him back to his mind.

Ding He was silent for a long time, then suddenly threw him against the wall, hugged him and wept silently.

Even when Ding He cried, he restrained himself and barely made a sound.After crying, he somehow fell asleep.Yu Jin was held tightly in his arms, not daring to move, and could only sit with him all night.

"I like you."

Ding He lowered his head and gently rubbed against his neck, murmuring coquettishly, "I like you."

Yu Jin blushed a lot, and whispered: "I like you too."

Ding He smiled even more when he heard this, and coaxed: "Then you can't leave me."

If you want to leave, I'll take you back.

Yu Jin patted him on the back helplessly: "Okay."

The surrounding scenery quickly receded to both sides, and the two of them returned to the brightly lit corridor.

Ding He narrowed his eyes and stared in a certain direction: "You can come out now."

It was quiet in that direction, not even a gust of wind blew.

Ding He's voice added a bit of coldness: "Are you going to force me to find you out?"

Yu Jin also looked in that direction with a calm expression on his face.

A young man suddenly came out from the corner of the stairs, fell to his knees, beat the air around him, as if caught in a painful memory.

A trace of surprise flashed across Ding He's face: "He's not dead?"

The young man was exactly Qin Yang they had met in the supermarket the day before.He was supposed to be sucked to death by his own knife, but unexpectedly he came back alive, and even possessed another kind of power.

"Is this... the power of the Moon God?" Yu Jin pondered, "Using the repulsed memories in the human heart as the content of the illusion makes people indulge in it."

Ding He nodded thoughtfully: "I seem to understand. But in fact, the illusion does not have to use painful memories, it can also be beautiful. If it makes people immerse themselves in beautiful memories, people will be unable to extricate themselves."

"If you saw another me in the illusion, would you be immersed in it?" Yu Jin pursed his lips, his body tensed unconsciously, "It's that kind of me, a more perfect me."

Ding He shook his head: "Dreams are fake, no matter how perfect they are, they are fabricated. I don't like the feeling of being teased."

He bent his lips and smiled: "And there is no more perfect you."

Yu Jin's eyes softened: "No one can replace you."

Seeing that Qin Yang was about to torture himself to death, Ding He withdrew his strength and looked down at him: "Are you not dead?"

Qin Yang's eyes shone unwillingly: "You are still alive, how could I die?"

Ding He smiled slightly: "You can come and kill us, as long as you can do it."

Qin Yang pressed his right hand on his left arm, Yu Jin knew his purpose at a glance, and reminded: "Don't you remember what happened last time?"

Thinking of this, Qin Yang became even more angry.No matter what, he didn't want to believe that his knife would betray him.

And after that time, the power of the knife seemed to flow backwards, and the bloodstains receded to the starting point, which meant that all his previous efforts were in vain.

He slowly withdrew the knife from his arm: "Do you think I'm still the same as before?"

"You saw the Moon God, right? He brought you back to life." Ding He looked at him calmly.

Suddenly hearing this title, a trace of disgust flashed in Qin Yang's eyes: "So what."

"Do you remember what he looked like?"

"Why should I tell you?" Qin Yang finished speaking coldly, and rushed towards the two of them.

He knew that he had been pushed into a desperate situation, and he had no choice but to fight to the death. Although the strength of his favorite sword had declined, his own fighting skills were still there.

He still has the power of the moon god at his disposal.

Yu Jin saw that the person who drew his sword and rushed towards him suddenly turned into Ding He. He paused for a moment when he wanted to dodge, then drew out the knife that was exactly the same as Qin Yang's, and resisted it: "Don't hold him against him. Face."

The person who kept Ding He's appearance raised the corners of his lips strangely: "Don't you like it?"

His position cut directly between Ding He and Yu Jin, separating them into two halves, and Yu Jin couldn't see the real Ding He again.

Yu Jin was forced to take a few steps to the side, raising his knife to resist.

But when he hit it, he felt something was wrong.

If it was Qin Yang who was fighting him, then what was Ding He facing?

After thinking about it, he stopped and saw Qin Yang's knife piercing straight into his chest.

He looked down at the gurgling blood and the cold tip of the knife, and raised a slightly mocking smile: "Can your energy still support such an illusion?"

The surrounding scene began to crumble and shatter from the blade piercing the body, to the attacker with Ding He's face on his face.

In the real world, Qin Yang knelt down on the ground, supported his body only with a knife, panting heavily and looked at Ding He angrily in front of him.

But Ding He's expression was calm, as if he was strolling in the garden, but his whole body exuded a powerful deterrent force that made him surrender: "I'll ask you one last time, what is the Moon God like?"

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Qin Yang: I'm here for revenge, not for assists.

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