God doesn't want me to be human

……

What should someone do when they knock on the door?

open the door?What's the matter?or other?

No matter what, it's okay, but it shouldn't be parked in front of the door, and dare not open the door for no reason and dare not make a sound.

For some unknown reason, Lu Jia just stood in front of the door, looking at the thin wooden door, not daring to move, not making a sound, even breathing lightly.

He looked at the rough lines on the wooden door, a few branch marks, like some kind of eyes, and behind the door was something more terrifying than abstract eyes.

The fear of being hacked to death was no longer as vague as a dream, it sprang up suddenly, and then hovered in his heart.

Lu Jia didn't move, and the people outside didn't knock on the door again.

It's like a silent confrontation.

Although Lu Jia sincerely felt that this thin wooden door couldn't block anything at all!

The candle flickered for another moment.

A petal suddenly fell from the white wreath on the bedside table, and it fell to the ground, and was moved slowly by the slight wind, bypassing Lu Jia's feet, and blowing through the crack of the door to the unknown outside.

"Knock Knock-"

The sudden knock on the door made Lu Jia tense up.

Waited for ten seconds?Or a few minutes?Lu Jia finally realized that the knock on the door was not from his own door, but from the neighbor.

……have they gone?

Lu Jia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he ran back to the bed as fast as he could, and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.

close your eyes!sleep!Woke up and nothing happened!

In the pitch-black space, drowsiness gradually grew stronger.

Someone is going to die.

Suddenly, an exceptionally clear thought appeared in my mind, and then it would not dissipate like a brand.

Lu Jia opened his eyes under the blanket.

In the narrow quilt, the sound of breathing was heavy, and it was humid and hot.

Lu Jia could feel his calf cramp.

After a few minutes.

"despair."

A person wrapped tightly in a quilt moved slowly like a group of furry monsters, and then stood in front of the wooden door for a long time.

"……I am human."

He murmured so softly that he could hardly hear it.

A hand stretched out from under the quilt, and tremblingly grasped the doorknob.

"...It's all a dream..."

The door was opened a crack.

His pale face looked out, his bloodless lips were trembling, and tears fell down unconsciously.

Unstoppable, reasonable, and necessary things can be ignored, such as the blood shed for a new life-this is what history books and political books tell Lu Jia.

So, Lu Jia can ignore the blood shed by people when... a long time ago, because they left the light.

The red flag of his own country was also stained red with the blood of sacrifice.

In order to cut off the carrion, bloodshed is inevitable.

So, what is in charge.It is something that happens around you, that is known to you, that is cruel.The timid can secretly call the police.

In this otherworldly continent, in this place where the task is done, and in this place where he will leave forever, no one will know.

Heart knows.

Lu Jia felt that he had always been the pride of his parents. Even when he was called "Crybaby Lu Jia" instead of "Student Lu Jia", he was their pride.

He didn't want his parents to get a child who wasn't even a human after finishing the task and going back.

He wants to live!

Especially think about it!

He wants to go back to the earth, wants to see his parents, wants to turn on the air conditioner and drink happy water from the fat house!

"Squeak-"

The sound of the door opening was piercing, echoing in the dark corridor with a few wall candles dancing.

A figure not far away stopped, and the faint candlelight fell on it, as if it had been completely absorbed, leaving only the darkness and the chill of death. The black cloak almost melted in the darkness, and the huge The sickle flashed a cold light.

The figure who stopped walking turned back slightly, and the wide black hood covered his appearance.

A ray of light—the light in front of him—the sharp weapon with curved and sharp horns appeared in front of Lu Jia.

He could only feel a chill on his neck for a moment, and then warm blood splashed on his face, his pupils, his hair...

The pure white garland on the bedside table dropped a few petals, and was blown by the slight wind into the pool of blood on the ground, and one of the petals was blown into the gradually hollow eyes of the fallen man.

Stupid cognition, unconscious brain, and meaningless actions will eventually pay a huge price.

"Knock Knock-"

The curtains were already illuminated by the morning light, and the knock on the door woke Lu Jia up.

Lu Jia opened her eyes and was about to wake up a little... She paused for a moment, and sat stiffly on the bed.

After a long time, when the knocking on the door became more and more intense and mixed with cursing "Get out if you're dead", Lu Jia finally stretched out his hand stiffly and touched his neck.

The skin under the palms is smooth and intact.

and so……

He is really crazy, no, no, sleep stupid?

There is no reason whatsoever to explain his unscathed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Seeing that the wooden door was knocked crumbling, Lu Jia hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door.

Outside the door was the grumpy red-nosed man with wine lees. When he saw Lu Jia, he looked him up and down a few times and mumbled a few words: "...he's still alive...he's really lucky, but that's okay." After finishing speaking, he left without caring about Lu Jia.

In the corridor, Sophia was standing in front of her room door, looking palely at the room next to Lu Jia.

Lu Jia had a bad premonition in his heart.

He turned his head.

A pool of blood flowed out from the next room, and the edges had already started to solidify.

The half-white-haired man who dragged Lu Jia to the ground and robbed the room was probably in danger.

Lu Jia's Adam's apple twitched, and he felt chills all over his body.

what happened?

If it wasn't a dream last night, why did the person next door die?

If last night was real, why was he still alive without a scar?

He doesn't think he has the ability to resurrect at all!

true, or false?

Is he still alive?

Lu Jia touched the heart subconsciously. The heart was beating vigorously through the flesh and blood, conveying the rhythm of life.

...If he dies, the system should declare the mission failed.

So he is still alive.

At this moment, Lu Jia is extremely dependent on the indifferent system.

The existence of the system tells him: he is still alive.

"...It's terrible." Sophia trembled and was almost on the verge of falling, then she looked at Lu Jia as if grabbing a life-saving straw, ran over and grabbed Lu Jia's clothes tightly, "Help me! Help me! I don't want to Die! I'm still so young! Obviously..."

She burst into tears, soft and lovable.

"I should be alive!"

Her beautiful eyes were full of longing for life, and her long eyelashes were stained with tears.

"You are so powerful, you will definitely be able to save me! I am willing to give everything, please, let me live!"

She showed a different kind of softness, youth and beauty were vividly displayed on her body.

Lu Jia was silent, unable to agree to anything at all.

The second door on the right opened, and the old woman who came along came out. She glanced at the two young men, laughed mockingly, and called out to Sophia: "Sophia...you shouldn't be doing this now. Hmph Humph." After she finished speaking, seeing the pool of blood, her old face became more depressed, she quickly shut up and left in a hurry.

Finally, Lu Jia pushed Sophia away and apologized in a low voice.

He couldn't give any guarantees.

In fact, it wasn't because he was afraid of being too embarrassing, he wanted to cry like Sophia.

Sophia's face was pale, and her eyes lost hope a little bit.

When he was working in the back kitchen today, Lu Jia was silent. Even though he deliberately made Bubbles look like a smiling face when he was washing the dishes, it didn't make him feel much better.

The earl had a wide variety of breakfasts, the dining car was full, and it was still Lu Jia who delivered the food.

Today the earl's breakfast is on a platform high in the castle, standing on the platform you can see a sea of ​​snow-white flowers.

There was only one set of tables and chairs on the platform, and the earl was still wearing a white cloak, sitting on the chair and looking down at the books.

Lu Jia's eyes narrowed for a moment as he pushed the dining car up.

The cloak that made him feel like a play at first reminded him of last night——

Black cloak, sharp sickle.

"What's wrong? Beautiful life."

The count put the book in his hand on the long table, got up and walked towards Lu Jia.

Lu Jia subconsciously took a step back.

The count stretched out his hand and took Lu Jia's hand back to his seat.

His knuckles are well defined, with warmth, so warm that it is easy to relax.

Lu Jia didn't know why, so she let go of the hand pushing the dining car and followed the earl.

The count sat back to his original position, and then held Lu Jia in his arms.

warmth.

Lu Jia closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. All anxiety, fear, helplessness... slowly dissipated.

"Sleep well." The earl stroked the top of his head with his warm hand.

Lu Jia fell into a deeper sleep. He curled up and nestled in the earl's arms like a baby.

It's like returning to the mother's womb, like leaning on the source of life.

Under the platform, the sea of ​​snow-white flowers swayed.

When Lu Jia woke up, the gorgeous and complicated bed curtains caught his eye. The orange light of the setting sun shone in from the wide windows, printing the carpet on the ground in the color of blood.

A little dazed after waking up just now, Lu Jia sat up and stared blankly for a while.

At last he remembered to get out of bed first, and hurriedly got out of bed barefoot.

The ground is a soft carpet, which is very comfortable to step on.

Lu Jia stood on the carpet blankly, thinking about how things developed like this.

He went to deliver breakfast to the earl, and then the earl coaxed him to sleep, and he really fell asleep shamelessly! ! !

Thinking of this, Lu Jia was in a bad mood.

How did he manage to sleep in the arms of a stranger without blushing?

Lu Jia wanted to cover his face, refusing to admit that the person was himself.

Well, what a shame.

Try to go back first.

Lu Jia walked towards the door, hoping to find his shoes.

When passing a floor-to-ceiling crystal mirror inlaid with pearls, Lu Jia stopped.

He looks at himself in the mirror.

The boy with black hair and dark eyes was wearing a fitted white cloak.

Cloak of the same style as Earl.

This, what's going on?

The dazed Lu Jia walked out of the room in a daze.

Outside the door, the old housekeeper was already waiting.

Seeing the old butler, Lu Jia finally remembered how long he had missed his shift.

"Housekeeper, I..."

I really didn't skip work on purpose, trust me!

"Young master." The old butler saluted him with standard and respect, "The Earl is waiting for you to have dinner."