Advent

Allen almost looked away the moment the man's face appeared, but even so, the man's face, the man's voice, and the memories of the man still made his whole body twitch instantly. Got goosebumps.

His stomach seemed to be cramping, and Alan felt a little stuffy in his chest... He felt a little nauseous.

Allen wanted to turn off the projection ball, but his body became weak one after another. He tried his best just to calm down, and he couldn't even move a finger.

The only thing he could do was to sit in a chair like a puppet, listening to the oily, arrogant, and disgusting voice of the man three years ago.

But in the eyes of the medical officer, his stiffness at this moment seemed to have a different meaning.

"Then I won't bother you."

Seeing that today's task was finally completed, the medical officer seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.He said to Allen beamingly, and then quickly slipped out of the ward-after experiencing countless tragedies before, almost no one would want to stay with a monster like Raymond Morecambe.

The metal hatch closed smoothly, and only Alan and Raymond were left in the room.

And the sense of existence of the image of the projection ball also became stronger in an instant... and made Alan even more unbearable.

Raymond's silver eyes stared at Alan's abnormally pale face, and then his pupils turned slightly to look at the projection ball.

It seems to be the image left by Raymond Morecambe when he served in the army. Judging from that arrogant appearance, he never seems to feel that the merits he has received far exceed his ability...

That stupid and low-level appearance made Raymond's legs hidden under the tin blanket gradually begin to deform - a few extra tentacles covered with abnormally sharp fangs, twitching under his skin.

"Crack-"

Allen heard a clear sound of metal cracking, and then the room became quiet at the same moment.

"Ray...Raymond?"

Allen's body shook suddenly.

He turned his head slowly, just in time to see the man beside him open his hand, and the completely deformed shell of the projection ball fell from his palm.

In front of Allen, Raymond Morecambe directly crushed the projection ball that recorded his past,

The wreckage of the projection ball landed on top of the tin blanket, and it looked no different from the metal trash that could be seen everywhere... Alan slowed down his breathing unconsciously, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly felt his Limbs began to warm up.

The damage to the projection ball made Allen feel much better than before, but even so, he still quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to keep his gaze on the face of the man beside him.

The existence of the projection ball is like God suddenly stretched out his finger, directly piercing the layer of soap bubbles covering Allen.It seemed as if someone somewhere was reminding him that no matter how innocuous Raymond Morecambe was now, the previous guy was still a complete scum.

Alan shouldn't forget this, and he shouldn't forget—

"I do not like--"

Raymond's grumpy voice rang in Alan's ears.

"Damn! Hate! Damn it! Bastard! Son of a bitch! Fuck--'

A series of out-of-control obscenities accompanied Raymond's screams, and Alan had to look up and face her husband again.

But as soon as he looked up, Allen froze.

He saw Raymond crying.

That weird man who had forgotten everything, after seeing the impact he had had, seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. His body trembled like a convulsion, and his face was even more bloodless. , His cursing and roaring sounded extremely hoarse, and tears poured out of his eyes continuously.

"Raymond, you, what's wrong with you?"

Allen heard his dry voice, he said.

Raymond looked at Alan sobbing: "I don't want to remember, Alan, I don't want to..."

He became more incoherent when he spoke.

"I don't want to remember about me, if I really want to remember the past...I just want to remember about Alan..."

He wept and fell unconsciously towards Allen.

Allen's face was livid, and he stepped back subconsciously.

Raymond's movements froze, and big tears fell directly on Alan's knees.

He cried until his nose ran out.

"...Alan, I'm sorry..."

he cried.

"Did you...hate me...was I a...very annoying person before? Alan, can you stop hating me...sorry, Alan...sorry..."

Seeing Raymond tearing up, Allen's expression finally loosened a little.

What did Raymond Morecambe know now?

He obviously forgot everything.

Allen comforted himself in his heart.

After hesitating for a long time, Allen stretched out his hand and held Raymond's shoulder very stiffly.

"do not Cry."

He said to Raymond word by word, somewhat fiercely.

Raymond sobbed violently.

He seemed unable to stop his sobbing at all, but desperately held back because of Allen's orders.For this reason, he bit his lip tightly, and a thread of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Raymond! Damn it—don't you cry!"

Allen caught a glimpse of the blood at a glance, and the barrier caused by the projection ball disappeared completely at this moment. At least, at this moment, Allen could no longer remember the man in the projection ball.

He reached out frantically and put his fingertips against Raymond's lips, forcing him to relax his jaw.

Raymond let go, but there was a deep bloodstain on his lips.

"you you……"

Allen looked at him, a little helpless.

Raymond, on the other hand, observed Allen, holding back all his tears.

"It doesn't hurt, Ellen. It doesn't hurt at all."

He stammered to comfort Allen.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly leaned forward, then lowered his head and licked Alan's finger quickly.

"Raymond!"

Allen staggered back, almost falling off his chair.

But when he looked up, he still saw the ignorant and flattering Raymond.

"Sorry I made Ellen dirty..."

Raymond said carefully.

Allen looked at his fingers, only to realize that he seemed to have inadvertently rubbed the blood on the corner of Raymond's mouth just now.

And what Raymond did just now was just to help him wipe away the blood... However, Raymond used his own tongue.

……

"I'll call the medical officer over."

Allen took a deep breath and said.

"Don't! Alan! Don't leave me!"

But Raymond seemed very resistant, he seemed to be really frightened... Although thinking about it, Alan didn't know why he should be the one who was injured, but Raymond was the one who broke down emotionally .

But at this moment, facing a crying tall man, Allen really didn't have the energy to think deeply.

"you……"

He let out a long sigh, feeling a little faint headache.

"About the past, what do you remember?"

Alan asked.

"I remember Ellen."

Raymond replied almost immediately.

With the corners of his eyes wet from tears, he stared at Allen without blinking, with a little pink on the tip of his nose.

"...I remember Alan's songs, every song is very good...I remember Alan likes white jasmine, because the color of jasmine is very light, but the fragrance is very charming...I remember Alan likes to eat the silver tower restaurant in the Central District Souffle, coffee can have a lot of cream..."

"..."

Allen was really stunned now. He looked at Raymond in shock. Before he asked that question, he never thought about it. It turned out that Raymond, who looked silly like a child, actually Already remembered so many things.

And it's all about yourself.

Allen didn't know how to face Raymond now.

Raymond didn't miss this opportunity, and he slowly approached Allen while muttering the memory fragments about Allen in a low voice.

He bent down, almost prostrate, and put his face on Allen's chest.

"I like Alan, I want to protect Alan...I will always be nice to Alan...Alan, don't hate me."

As he spoke, Raymond's voice seemed to be slightly choked.

Probably because of crying just now, Raymond's body temperature is very high, and Alan can smell the wonderful fragrance emanating from him as soon as he lowers his head.

It might be the scent of some special medicine, or, the smell of body cleanser...

The smell was strong, rich, and so strong that it almost made Allen feel a little dazed.

The information glands at the back of the neck suddenly became hotter and more swollen.

"I, I see—"

Allen didn't know what happened to him.

He backed away hastily, then reached out and pushed Raymond out of his arms.

And his action really made Raymond's eyes turn red again.

"Ellen?"

He suppressed his sobs, looked at Allen and spoke.

Of course Allen didn't want to face Raymond's wailing again. He looked at the other party in horror, and saw the projection ball on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

With Raymond's operation just now, the projection ball that was pinched before has already fallen to the ground.

"The projection ball fell to the ground."

Allen said.

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be calm and bent down, pretending that he was just picking up the projection ball.

It's just... When he leaned over to pick up the projection ball, Allen turned his head inadvertently, but a dark red flashed in his vision.

"..."

Allen froze.

He was pretty sure he read it right, there was a dark stain on the bottom of Raymond's bed... after the blood had been wiped off.

"Alan, what's wrong?"

And at this moment, Raymond's voice came from above Allen's head.

Allen raised his head and met Raymond's silver, beast-like eyes.