How I was forced to be the villain

Fyodor suddenly let out a chuckle.

"all of you."

Jing Yeyan looked slightly startled, and under Fyodor's smiling gaze, he suddenly walked towards him quickly, grabbed his collar tightly, and pulled it down hard.

Fyodor lowered his eyes slightly, feeling the soft and burning breath, and the other party's expression reminded him of Xiu.

Only then will you find that they are really the same in essence.

Although layers of nesting schemes have been laid out for this person, it is still unfamiliar. Only now, this familiarity even makes people feel a slight sense of dislocation.

"What a greedy man." The young man showed a dangerous smile, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "Although it is very fresh, unfortunately, you are doomed to fail."

There was a cold light in his eyes, with traces of malice oozing from the depths, an appearance that would never be shown in front of others.

Fyodor was not frightened at all, and even his smile deepened.

A palm was between the two of them, cutting off the sight of each other, and the too close distance completely covered each other's face.

"Okay, how long are you going to chat like this?" Gogol looked at the two without any fluctuation.

Kyono Yan let go of the collars that were tied together, pushed Fyodor away, and turned his head indifferently, "What do you want me to do, can my body still be sacrificed to the abyss to summon demons? Ah~ so Not only gods, but even demons like my body so much, it's really uncomfortable to suddenly become so popular."

"Haha - this kind of idea is also very good, why don't you give it a try?"

Fyodor looked at Gogol helplessly, and then turned to Jing Yeyan, "I am not coveting your body, on the contrary, I want to help you."

He took a step forward, pacing around Jingyeyan, "I found out, you are trapped in a cage."

Gogol also stepped forward, "It's so pitiful, so pitiful~"

"You constructed a cage for yourself, set up rules for yourself, and then took the initiative to walk in."

"What are you afraid of?"

"In fact, you can do more, but a series of restrictions make you feel constrained."

"You haven't realized it yet."

"Those constraints may be to protect other people, may be to protect yourself, but in fact these are just useless things."

"Why hide your true self?"

The two stopped beside him at the same time, and said in unison:

"Now you're not the real you."

Kyonoyan stared straight ahead expressionlessly, the light in his eyes went out little by little, and something that had been sunk deep in the water surfaced.

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid that when the real you is exposed in front of people, people will fear you."

"Although there is no record so far, you must have killed someone."

"Many, many...people."

A voice as light as nothing rang in his ears, with a bit of temptation, as if there was some kind of magical power, which reminded Kyono Yan of some dusty memories.

He did kill a lot of people.

Not in war, where the enemies are all different races.

But when he hadn't graduated from the laboratory.

He is the most successful experiment, but there are many, many experiments before he becomes the anchor connecting all the worlds.

Thousands.

At that time, if other worlds could not be found to replace those intact worlds, the Star Alliance would soon collapse, so when the children were sent in, although they didn't know anything, everyone else had no hesitation. decision.

Jing Yeyan's father was an admiral, and to set an example, he was the first to throw him in.

However, for some reason, he was a bit autistic, so he didn't really care about changing the environment around him, and he didn't care what the researchers did to him.

The first time he clearly realized that this was the real world was when a child died beside him.

Then he discovered that the researchers were very afraid of him, and they were not willing to talk to him when they were not doing experiments, and even his appearance would make them tremble.

The children are not afraid of him, nor will they be very close to him. There are only two boys, who have been huddled beside him, taking good care of him, and taking him who does not speak or react much to eat and do activities together. The three of them squeezed together On a small bed, sleeping head to head, occasionally pulling him to chatter.

These two children seem to be excluded, so they can only stay with Kyono Yan who is also regarded as air.

However, after something happened, Kyono Yan personally ended the lives of all the experimental subjects, including two "friends" who came together on their own.

Blood formed a red river on the shiny metallic ground, and corpses filled every gap in the room.

The researchers evacuated in time and sealed off the building, keeping hunters and prey together.

Except for that time, he has never been stained with human blood, even when he went to another world to fight for life.

Rather, the "massacre" incident has just passed, and he is a lunatic who is feared by everyone. Although the opportunity to save the world is tied to him, so he has to be used, but he is still afraid that he will lose control, so don't worry about it. Will let him do it.

......

Fyodor observed Keino Yan's expression. On the surface, it looked the same as before, but his eyes were a little loose, as if some kind of change was happening silently.

He smiled and walked up to him, "It's okay, they are afraid of you, but we won't, you will be accepted no matter what."

Gogol: "Why do you have to beat around the bush to achieve your goals? Just throw away those restrictions and be free to do whatever you want..."

Fyodor: "Anything you want will be available."

Every word fell into his mind, and Jing Yeyan suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He thought of the book the bookstore owner gave him, and suddenly felt that he seemed to understand something.

Exams are actually very free, and the composition of the proposition is of course free to play.

As long as the end is achieved in the end, the means are not limited.

At the beginning, I didn't choose a more forceful method to get the answers to the exam questions because this style of work is too similar to the combat department, straight to the point, as long as you have the strength, you can complete it.

The essence of the exam is to check what you have learned, so even if Jing Yeyan completes the exam, he will not get a higher score. Therefore, as an examinee, he always wants to work hard, even if it is one plus one, he wants to solve high numbers. His demeanor won the examiner's admiration.

However, from the very beginning, he fell into a misunderstanding of thinking.

In fact, even if it is a coercive and brutal method, as long as you use it to your advantage, won't you be able to show your strength?

Jing Yeyan felt that his brain had never been so clear, and he felt excited when he thought of what he could do.

That's right, although it's wonderful to use high numbers to solve one plus one, isn't it also possible to use calculus?

He lowered his head and raised his hands to cover his face, hiding his expression.

In the end... he will let Dazai beg him...

"Ah......"

Gogol tilted his head in doubt, "Kyono-kun?"

The shoulders of the person whose expression was covered by the hair began to tremble, and the amplitude gradually increased.

Just when the two suspected that they had made people stupid, they saw the person who had always been calm and restrained suddenly raised his head and laughed uncontrollably.

The other two looked at him in astonishment. There seemed to be something different about him, and an aura of madness emerged from the depths of the darkness.

It seems that a terrible seal has been broken.

The young man seemed to have had enough of laughing. He lifted the broken hair on his forehead with his palm along the forehead line, inserted his fingers between the hair strands, and tilted his head innocently.

He looked at the two people showing evil smiles. Between the interlacing lights, the deep dark red surged in his eyes, and the maliciousness of outward aggression naturally appeared on his body. This kind of maliciousness was even too pure. with any purpose.

The person who has always kept himself tidy, his hair was suddenly messed up, he had a taboo feeling of accidentally breaking the rules, exuding a fatal attraction all over his body.

"Sorry, I was so happy that I got a little out of control."

He's still polite and his voice is calm, but there's just too much pent-up agitation to ignore.

Gogol and Fyodor looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

Their purpose is to make him shake, to let the perfect line of defense show flaws, to make him lose control, and to leave him alone. If he can really be lured to come to their side, then it will just save the follow-up arrangements.

But his reaction even exceeded expectations, so that he was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Although I have always been enemies before, I really want to thank you this time."

"I've already understood everything, please take a good look at it."

The polite words and the crazy tone formed a considerable contrast, which made people get goosebumps instantly.

After leaving such a sentence, the man left with a strange smile.

The two watched the disappearing figure in silence for a long time.

Gogol: "I feel mentally abnormal."

Fyodor: "So what did he understand?"

——no matter what he was thinking, it felt different from what they had planned!

......

late at night.

The street lamp cast a beam of dim yellow light, dispelling the darkness at the end of the street, leaving a circular light circle.

There are only cicadas singing all around, but no human voice.

Osamu Dazai stopped at the junction of light and darkness with unsteady steps, waited for a while, and said to himself, "Aren't you coming out yet?"

After a while, the sound of slow footsteps came from deep in the shadows.

Turning around, he met familiar eyes.

"Ayan?" Osamu Dazai was a little surprised, not understanding why Ayan followed him silently.

The young man who stepped into the light from the darkness looked a little different from the past, and seemed to be quieter than before. When he saw him, there were waves in his eyes.

"Dazai," his voice was very soft, like a feather brushing against his ear, "are we friends?"

"Do you want to protect me? But what I want is not this, what I want-more, more..."

His words were vague, with understandable hints.

Osamu Dazai always felt that his gaze made his body warm up.

After a moment of silence, Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips, fixed his gaze on his face, and said word by word, "We are not friends."

Although I knew this result a long time ago, when I really got it, it was really... very uncomfortable.

Dazai is weird.

Kyonoyan thought about it.

Sometimes he is very warm, and sometimes he is very cold. If you ignore him, he will look aggrieved again.

Kyono Yan thought of Dazai who had poison in his mouth and said he wanted him to live when he was in London.

He longed for death himself, but asked others to live. At that time, he felt that Dazai was a little naive and stubborn. That look was rare, cute and exasperating.

Since they are not friends, why would they do such a thing?

In Dazai's heart, what is he... like?

Fyodor was right, he was too restrained.

It was because of the shame brought about by the exam questions that he felt guilty first, and wanted to complete the exam naturally without being noticed by the exam questions. This was the limit he had unintentionally set for himself.

But now, he doesn't need to be ashamed, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is someone else who is embarrassed!

While thinking this way, his ears turned red.

He forced himself not to avoid the other party's sight, and the words he spit out were somewhat lingering: "I have helped you, shouldn't I be paid a little bit?"

"Remuneration?" The two words swirled around on the tongue, inexplicably tinged with ambiguity.

Dazai wanted to laugh again.

"What kind of remuneration do you want? What kind of remuneration can satisfy Ah Yan?" The low voice bewitched softly.

"Get ready, I won't let you escape."

He left this sentence without knowing the meaning, then turned around and left.

Osamu Dazai moved to catch up, but he still restrained his steps.

Now is not the time.

He was silent in his mind.

In the end, he could only watch the other party's back disappear.

Osamu Dazai turned into a steamed bun face, "Just leave like this? I thought..."

After moaning and sighing for a while, he took out the phone from his body.

Appearing in front of him with a distressed look about to cry, who said what?