Another World: My life is on the hook!

In the dark, bloody silence, Lynn also turned his head, as if the same sad smile appeared on his face again, as if with some expectation:

"Do you really think so? Don't you really think of me as a monster? Are you really...not afraid of me?"

It's like a kind of self-examination.

It is also like a torture directed at the depths of the soul.

With such a hopeful tone, he tactfully raised this essential question to her.

She opened her mouth absentmindedly, looking at the fragmented smiling face in front of her, it seemed like a mirror, under such a distorted figure, she was sad but yearning for the answer like a child.

Constantly trying to pretend that I don't care about anything, blindly hiding those fears in my heart, but wanting to be recognized so much.

Just like...

It's just like……

For a moment, it was like a huge sadness churning crazily in your heart, constantly choking you and making your eye sockets turn red.

But she still suppressed it hard, her huge and deformed body trembling helplessly.

Because she didn't know how to answer.

But she still wants to say...

It was like the hopeful answer she had always wanted.

"I'm not afraid of you! It's not that I don't... don't know you, why should I be afraid of you! No matter what you look like, you haven't really become bad, I...why should I be afraid of you!"

She suppressed it almost like weeping, but the tears still kept coming out of her eyes,

"Why should I be afraid of you!"

That tone of voice, almost like a catastrophic venting, made her yell out almost unbearably in an instant.

Can't help crying loudly.

The squeezed and distorted figure that almost occupies the entire alien space seems to be telling the depression that has always been hidden.

And Lynn finally showed a soft smile again on his face.

Look at her distorted appearance of crying.

He gently stretched out his fragmented hand towards her, saying:

"Yeah, you've said it all, why should I be afraid of you? It's not that I don't understand you, and you haven't become bad, so why should I laugh at you, why shouldn't I treat you as a friend?"

"You didn't look at me strangely because of my terrible appearance, so why do you think I will look at you like that?"

"Didn't you already write down the letter to become my "girl friend", so why would I deny you because you have changed into something else? What do you think?"

It's like hitting the heart.

She suppressed her sobs like a small animal, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Like a loli.

Fragile as if it would break if the wind was a little stronger.

Lynn closed his eyes, and then struggled to support the disjointed and twisted body, stretched out his almost boneless arms, stretched out his hands without any grudges, and hugged the huge deformed and twisted piece of flesh in front of him.

Even if it's viscous slurry flowing down, even if it's countless fleshy synapses and foul-smelling cysts.

But what does that matter?

"As long as you are not afraid of me, then we are still good friends, and this will never change. Because my heart has not changed, the cat who talked to you before was me, and this monster is also me, as long as you don't If you hate me, I will still like you, because no matter what I become, I have never lied to you."

He closed his eyes, hugged her peacefully, and talked to her.

In the quiet and vast darkness.

In the twisted and deformed flesh and blood tissue and pieces of flesh, it was clearly horrifying to the extreme, but they hugged him peacefully.

And finally.

Accompanied by the sound of a broken cry.

The deformed and distorted flesh and blood tissue finally sobbed vigorously and hugged Lin En tightly, as if to vent all the grievances and breakdowns, and to confide in him.

But when it reached the mouth, all that was left was the sobbing like a little beast.

Echoed for a long time.

Because just like what he said, I have never lied to you, and I have never become bad, so as long as you don't hate me, don't laugh at me, and you don't fear me, I will still...

will like you.

for a long time.

for a long time.

We hugged each other until the sobbing became quieter.

Only then did Lynn open his eyes, loosen his arms softly, and adjusted his monocle with a smile. Looking at the still huge and trembling deformed flesh eye in front of him, he said:

"Is it better? Now, do you still want to expel me hatefully? I have been expelled by you several times in a row!"

Lynn poked her gravely.

Put on a very angry look to accuse her.

That look really wanted to make people laugh out loud.

But she still tried her best to contain her emotions, and said in a low voice:

"I...I didn't let you come here...you always wanted to break in, I...I just kicked you out, because you are a hateful and annoying guy, hmph."

As if trying to shirk responsibility, Lynn shook his head instantly, showing an extremely annoyed look.

"Ah... so, if I knock on the door first when I go down and break in, won't that count as breaking in? Will you not drive me away?"

The voice choked with a sob and made a loud "hum".

"Not necessarily, who knows."

Lynn grinned, with a lively and sunny smile on his face. Although the broken cheek still looked so bloody and terrifying, it was surprisingly sunny.

He sat cross-legged with difficulty.

Holding her non-existent cheeks, she blinked and looked at her, saying:

"So, is there anything you want to say to me? For example, backlash, for example, you want to pass it on to me, but you accidentally plant yourself in it? Do you want to say it?"

The huge and deformed flesh fell silent.

She didn't take his word for it.

And as if she wanted to get some kind of confirmation again, she asked in a low voice:

"You just... don't you wonder why I became what I am now... You should be very scared, the writer sister you have always fantasized about is actually this distorted and catastrophic appearance..."

Lin En still held his chin and said with a smile:

"No, not curious, not afraid."

"For...why..."

Her voice was getting lower and lower as if she had no confidence.

Lynn took a deep breath and stretched vigorously, but his body seemed to be falling apart, and the internal organs could no longer be strained and flowed out.

"There's no need for any reason, and haven't I already said that?"

His smiling eyes are extraordinarily charming.

"Whether you are a quill, or a beautiful young lady, or a behemoth, or something more terrifying, to me, you are a very good friend who once helped me... well, sorry, Correct it a little bit."

From the system space, he took out the note she had written by herself before, and said seriously and seriously:

"It's a girlfriend."