Port Nanny, Dementia Online

"Fei Jia..." Shimao said tremblingly, "This joke is not funny."

"Am I kidding, Ayu knows very well." Fyodor lowered his head, and Shimayu's hands were still trembling uncontrollably under his wrap.

The timidity of youth can be easily discovered from the Qingtian doll who is originally one.

"There should be no one else in Ah Yu's dream."

This possessive remark was not at all like something Fyodor would say.

The sharp and sharp scalpel shone with a cold light that frightened Shima Yu, and he tightly grasped the handle of the scalpel, not letting the edge of the knife penetrate any further.

The arc of the smile on the face of the sickly young man in front of him expanded little by little, the purple pupils spread happily, but his voice was very stable, as if the person who stabbed him with a scalpel was not him at all.

"Look, Ah Yu, compared to guilt, fear goes deeper into the bone marrow. These two emotions have reached the extreme, and they are intertwined to form your nightmare."

Fyodor, who always looked weak and weak, burst out with amazing strength at this moment, and Shima Yuu's weak and trembling hands couldn't stop him at all.

The tip of the knife sank into Fyodor's left chest little by little, and the red color engulfed the white cloth on his body, gradually spreading into one piece.

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Something dripped on the bed sheet, slapping the already soaked fabric, and the speed of the fall intensified until it was covered by Shima Yuku's unconscious sobs from his throat.

The sickly young man's face turned pale with the loss of blood, but his hands were still tightly grasping Shimao, not giving him a chance to escape.

"I won't have nightmares anymore." Yuu Shima assured him in a panic. The young man pleaded, but he could only watch the tip of the knife slowly and painfully disappear into Fyodor's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. .

"But the body won't listen to your words. Compared with verbal guarantees, I prefer to prove all this with practical actions."

"I think you understand this truth, Ayu?"

Even if Fyodor stabs his chest with a scalpel, there is a kind of helplessness that makes Shimao panic, and he is powerless to change all the frustrations of the ending.

"I will take medicine obediently in the future." Shima Yu promised incoherently: "No...it won't be like this again."

"I believe Ayu will be obedient." Fyodor didn't give Shima a chance to back down at all, he leaned close to Shima, and sprayed his breath gently on his forehead.

"It's okay, I'll help you..."

The blade of the scalpel pierced into Fyodor's left chest thoroughly. Under the effect of the pain, the young man frowned, his extremely light lips turned white, as if there was not a scalpel stuck in his chest, but a simple exchange between the two of them at once. s contact.

Shima Yuu's fingertips touched the wetness of Fyodor's body temperature on the fabric, and the smell of blood rushed to his face.In the emergency room, the air of him being well adjusted, even enjoying himself, now makes him almost sick.

Yuu Shima knew that Fyodor was afraid of pain in case of an accident, and the expression on his face was calm and calm, as if nothing could escape his control.Shima Yu's eye sockets were filled with enthusiasm, and the face of the young man in front of him began to blur,

"Kill me, Ayu."

Fyodor whispered in his ear.

"...I don't." The soreness in his throat almost made him unable to open his mouth, Shima Yu's voice was out of shape, and he could only repeat, "Stop!"

As if feeling that the effect was not enough, Fyodor held Shima Yuko's hand, twisted his wrist, and turned it around the heart. The stirring of flesh and blood under the scalpel was clearly audible, and the almost weak vibration in the chest was transmitted. To Shimao Yu's hand.

Shimao Yu fell into a trance, he didn't resist anymore, but obeyed the other party and continued to do this kind of calm to crazy behavior.

It wasn't until the passage of time became irrelevant that Shimao Yuu climbed out of bed as if waking up from a dream, and hurriedly wanted to find Ivan and Pushkin and ask them to rush Fyodor to the hospital.His hands and feet were unsteady, and he was almost tripped by the wet and red sheets. Fyodor was able to hold the scalpel on his chest with one hand, and helped Shima Yuu with the other.

"Fei Jia, don't move, I'll be right back!"

At this moment, all the professional knowledge as a surgeon was left behind by Yuu Shima, the young man didn't even care about his shoes, and wanted to run out of the room in a panic, but was stopped by Fyodor.

Fyodor reminded in a very calm tone: "Ayu, your ability."

"What ability?" Shima Yu turned his head, panic and puzzled emotions alternated on his face, looking extremely funny.

"bring it on……"

Fyodor's knuckles were bent and hooked lightly, like a signal, the gray sunny doll on Shimayuki's shoulder floated in the air and flew towards Fyodor.

"It's okay...I will teach you everything again."

Under the golden light emitted by the sunny baby, Shima Yuu pulled out the scalpel neatly, and threw it on the ground without mercy, making a loud noise on the wooden floor.

He hugged his lost and recovered lover without questioning him, but just silently leaned on his shoulder, feeling that Fyodor's lost body temperature rose again, before he felt at ease.

"Will Ah Yu still have nightmares in the future?" Fyodor caressed the side of Shima Yuu's face, his palm was stained with uncoagulated blood, and wiped it on his face without any scruples.

There was moist heat on his face, and the pungent smell of blood kept reminding Shima Yuu of the past that happened just now.

"I'll have nightmares about you." Shima Yuu put down his face and said viciously, "You knew my ability so you did it on purpose, right?"

Fyodor wrote lightly: "Even if Ayu is too late to save me, it's just the end of death."

"Is it okay to die?"

"Death is just another way of eternal life." Fyodor's face remained unchanged, he touched Shima Yu's heart, "I will live forever here."

I have to say that Shimao Yuu's desire to kick Fei Jia off the bed has eased a lot.

The bed sheets were changed, and Ivan came to change them. This long-haired man, who had undergone surgery to remove the painful nerve, still had a bandage wrapped around his head. He was wearing a deacon suit. Before that, Fyodor had everything. It's all taken care of by him.

Until Shimao Yu appeared.

"As long as it is the master's order, everything is worth it."

After Ivan finished speaking with a smile on his face, in a direction that Fyodor couldn't see, Shima Yuu showed a sinister threatening smile, as if you dare to hurt Fyodor, you are dead .

Shimao Yu felt a little guilty, Fei Jia's injury was indeed caused by him, although it was a safe and thrilling end, the blood on the bed was irrefutable evidence.

He lowered his head and remained silent. Fortunately, Fyodor was present, and Ivan would not make things difficult for him. After Ivan cleaned up, he could barely continue to sleep.

"Ayu."

Fyodor, who was standing beside him with a wandering look, came back to his senses. Like a child in social practice for the first time, he clumsily wrung out the towel in the basin, "Come here with your face."

"I'll be fine by myself."

As soon as Yuu Shima finished speaking, Fyodor had already held up a towel and rubbed it gently on his face, as if he was helping his family to wipe his face after running around for some time, the white towel was stained with blood coagulation In the last smudge, the sunny baby blinked her gilt eyes blankly, and met Fyodor's focused gaze.

Shima Yu was stunned as Fyodor wiped his face clean, and the other party threw the towel into the basin casually.

"If you have any orders, please come to me, my master."

Ivan withdrew respectfully.

On the narrow and crowded camp bed, Shimao wrapped the thin and cold body of the opponent, and felt the existence of Fyodor, in his arms, not in a dream.

Shima Yu's body temperature warmed the opponent, and he was already familiar with being a human flesh heater.

"You've always been good at taking care of people."

Shimao frowned and corrected him, "That's because I took care of you because of Fei Jia, I don't know about others..."

He paused suddenly, feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with this sentence. It seemed that not only Fyodor, but other people around him obviously did not need his care, so who else?

Sensing Shima Yuu's pause and deep thought, Fyodor interrupted his thoughts and said, "It's always been me."

"That's right." Shima Yu didn't delve into it. The weak person who loves to die is indeed something Fyodor would do.

"It's always been Fedya."

The author has something to say: "How to Dye Sunshine Doll Black"

"Mr. Tuo's Local Taste of Love"

"Dazai Osamu You Are Nothing But That"

It should come out in the next chapter too

Chuya: Where's my wife?How can my big wife say no

Mr. Tuo: Sorry, he is mine now