Brother Jack, don't kill me!

For a while, Lott couldn't hear Xia Youjie's voice, he covered his mouth, feeling powerless all over his body.

The turned white goldfish was still in his memory, overlapping with the present scene.

"Do not……"

Lott replied in an almost whispering voice, "I don't want to have it."

Xia Youjie didn't ask why, he just sighed, and gently patted Lotte's back with his hand soothingly.

"Then don't."

Xia Youjie's voice was gentle, and he asked, "There is a red bean rice cake in front, Luo Te, do you want to eat it?"

Lott shook his head, and said, "I don't have any appetite."

Xia Youjie took his hand, and his voice was deliberately soft, and he asked, "Lotte, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me."

Lotte bit his lip, his throat was a little choked, facing the gentle Xia Youjie who was trying to make himself feel better, he couldn't speak harsh words.

After all, Xia Youjie was only slightly older than him, and he still had a long time to live.

Lot raised his head, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, forced himself to laugh, and said, "Jie, let's go buy it. I want to eat it."

Xia Youjie smiled and asked, "Didn't you want to eat just now?"

"Think about it now."

Xia Youjie said, "Okay."

The warm touch of the opponent's palm was transmitted through the glove, which seemed extraordinarily warm in the cold winter.

After Lott walked for a while, he turned his head again and glanced at the direction of the goldfish shop just now.

Because it was too far away, he couldn't see anything clearly this time.

Snowflakes obscured his view.

When Luo Te turned his head, he saw Xia Youjie stopped and looked at himself.

Xia Youjie looked at Luo Te with purple eyes, and he said, "Lote, I won't lie to you again."

"Do you hate me for what happened that day?"

Xia Youjie said, "But I just thought, you have to live."

Lotter said, "Jay."

"The most important thing is not because of that."

Xia Youjie looked at him and smiled, with a bitter smile, as if he had been told clearly that Lott didn't like him as much as before.

Lott paused for a moment, and said, "It happened earlier, earlier."

Xia Youjie stopped where he was, and said, "That's it."

For a moment, Lott heard the loneliness, and he subconsciously wanted to explain to Xia Youjie that it was not his fault, it was caused by the instinct brought about by long-term love.

But he restrained that impulse.

After all, after winter, Xia Youjie will be busy after spring.

Not long after, it was back to that point in time.

Xia Youjie said, "Then I must have done something too much."

"I'm sorry, Lotte." Xia Youjie said, "I don't know what kind of serious mistake it was, but you are very sad. It must be a very serious mistake that is not worthy of forgiveness."

Xia Youjie said to Lott again and again: "I'm sorry."

Even in this timeline, he didn't know what kind of mistake it was.

……

After the beginning of spring, Xia Youjie became even busier. It seemed that because of the sudden heavy snowfall in winter, more spells were formed at once.

Constantly expelling, swallowing, and absorbing, the smell of the curse spirit was so disgusting that people wanted to vomit. He doubted what he was protecting the weak as before.

Xia Youjie was so busy that he didn't have time to go back to his apartment. Often one task was followed by another.

But every time he talked to Luo Te, Xia Youjie always said that he was fine, even though he knew that he was not as unwavering as he said.

The mountain of exhaustion and responsibility was about to overwhelm him.

In addition to the heat, the bitter summer brought a heavier burden, which almost made Xia Youjie unable to breathe.

The memory of going to protect the astral body at that time still stays in Xia Youjie's memory.

Riko Amauchi's expression of wanting to live suddenly coincided with the dead state of Haibara Yuo.

Xia Youjie looked at himself in the mirror. He turned on the tap, rinsed his palms with cold water, and then washed his face again.

Xia Youjie's bangs were wet with water, and they hung down wetly, and the dripping water droplets fell into the pooled water in the sink, forming small circles of ripples.

Conjurers, do you really need to protect non-conjurers?

Xia Youjie was thinking, even the cold water could not make him more sober, he just thought over and over again, and then inevitably walked into the abyss again.

XNUM X Year X NUM X Month.

An unknown small village.

Xia Youjie stood in front of the cage, he felt his hands trembling.

The villagers around them are still brazenly talking about their "contributions" to relieve the disaster in the village.

They said they hunted, they put the girls in the woods as deer, and the villagers hunted them down with guns, and whoever killed them or shot them was the hero of the village.This seems to be regarded as a custom by them. After the hunt is over, the villagers will hold a celebration to promote and encourage those "heroes" who have made great contributions in the hunt.

Those ignorant people laughed and said that it was to punish the girls for attacking the people in the village with that kind of power they didn't know, causing disaster in the village.They sighed and echoed each other, saying that the first year of hunting, the girls should have died.

When the hunters found the girls, the two girls could not run anymore. They hid behind the tree and hugged each other for warmth. When the hunters approached, they cried and shivered.The hunters shot teasingly, and the bullets shot into the ground at the girls' feet, and some hit the girls' legs.The reason why the girls didn't die in the end was that their parents caught up with them and protected them with their bodies. Otherwise, the problem would have been solved in the first year. Later, the two children became more and more cunning and learned to fight back against the hunters in the village. .

The villagers were talking, but they didn't notice that Xia Youjie's face was slowly darkening.

monkey.

Disgusting, disgusting monkey.

It seems that at this moment, the former theories have been crushed into dust and mixed with silt.

Xia Youjie stood there in a daze, his chest heaved violently, his lips moved, chewing those two words repeatedly.

"monkey."

Xia Youjie couldn't contain his anger.

When he came back to his senses, there were already corpses of "monkeys" all over him. They were ugly and stupid when they were alive, and they were like this when they died.

The two little girls supported each other and walked behind Xia Youjie. They watched Xia Youjie tremble. The tall man lowered his head and looked at his trembling hands.

Xia Youjie clenched his fists tightly, his eyes became cold, and then he took off the button of the high school of spells and threw it on the ground.

All the beliefs that had troubled him were resolved at this time, and the truth was not worth mentioning.The high-level conjurers want to maintain their status and use them, and the weak protected by them only want to use them to protect their own safety. Once they are useless, they will become——

The dead state of Hui Yuanxiong and Tian Nei Riko appeared in Xia Youjie's mind, and his fingers clenched even tighter, as if they were about to sink into the flesh.

At this time, Xia Youjie was no longer aware of regret.

He went the other way in the opposite direction.

Xia Youjie wiped off the blood on his face. He turned his head and said to the two girls, "Don't be afraid. Come with me."

The two girls did not answer, but followed silently.

But Xia Youjie realized something at this moment. He stopped and took out his mobile phone.

He had thought of throwing it away.

Xia Youjie took a deep breath, opened the flip phone with bloody fingers, and found out the phone number of the apartment.

Lott was in his apartment and defected by himself. If he was caught by the higher-ups, the consequences would not be good...

but--

Xia Youjie took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but at this moment, he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Lotte is also an ordinary person, even weaker than ordinary people.

Without me, Luo Te would not be able to survive, Xia Youjie thought, not to mention, he wanted to die in the first place, so I...

Xia Youjie smelled blood on his body.

A strong, lingering smell of blood.

Xia Youjie was panting heavily, and he desperately stifled the thought in his mind. He told himself, don't forget that agreement, he wanted Lott to live.

Luo Te has no family anymore, Xia Youjie thought, he only has me...

Xia Youjie looked for a reason for himself, Lott was different, he was different from those ignorant monkeys.

But he couldn't stop another thought from popping up in his mind.

Obviously——

Xia Youjie walked in a daze, his thoughts were chaotic, like fluff balls mixed together.

By the time Xia Youjie realized that he was standing at the door of the apartment, he had already taken out the key and opened the door.

With a soft creak, the door was opened.

As if he heard footsteps outside the door, Lott came out. He stood at the door, and when he first saw Xia Youjie, he greeted Xia Youjie with a smile.

Lott said, "Jie, you're back..."

But immediately, Luo Te's voice stopped, when he saw the blood on Xia Youjie's chin that had not been wiped off.

Lott realized that something unavoidable was about to happen again.

After seeing Xia Youjie walking in and smelling the strong smell of blood on his body, Lot's smile also disappeared.

Luo Te suppressed his smile, tilted his head to look at Xia Youjie, and said, "Jie—"

Lot's throat was blocked, and his nose was sour. At that moment, it seemed that all the trust had been broken. He remembered that night when he and Xia Youjie hooked their fingers and said that they believed in Xia Youjie for the last time.

But now, that so-called last belief is also false.

Perhaps he didn't understand Xia Youjie from the beginning to the end.

Lot choked, he trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Did you come back and kill me?"

Xia Youjie's lips moved, he wanted to say no, but the words that came out of his mouth were "yes".

Xia Youjie took a few steps forward, and the door closed behind him.

Xia Youjie thought, I want him to live, this is our agreement.

But immediately, another idea mixed into his brain, I want to kill him, I can't protect him anymore, he is so weak, he can't survive.He is also an ordinary person. If I want to create a world with only magicians, I must treat everyone equally.

but--

Xia Youjie's Adam's apple rolled.

Lott is not an ordinary person, yes, Lott said that he was possessed by something called an oracle, and he is not an ordinary person either.

In fact, Xia Youjie doesn't believe in words such as oracles and aliens—that's just the delusion of mental patients—but he desperately wants to find one for himself, who can convince himself to let Luo An excuse to survive.

Lott watched him approaching, subconsciously took a few steps back.

Xia Youjie's lips were pursed tightly. He wanted to tell Lott not to be afraid of himself, but now he was not qualified to say such a thing.

Lott looked at him and said, "Jie, can I...can I die by myself?"

Lotte seemed to be crying, Xia Youjie realized.

"I hid the sleeping pills, the quantity should be enough." Lott pulled a smile, and he said, "You want to kill me, and I will die by myself, the result is the same."

"In this case, can I choose to sleep in a less painful place?"

Xia Youjie raised his head. He looked at Lott and realized that Lott was really crying, crying very hard.

Tears dripped down Lott's cheeks, and then slid down his collar.

Lott coughed, and ink oozed from the corner of his mouth, but at this time, he didn't want to take anti-anxiety medicine either, probably at this time, anti-anxiety medicine would not work either.

Lotter said intermittently: "Please, Jay, I..."

Lott said in a crying voice, "I don't want to be killed by you again."

Xia Youjie stood in front of Lott, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand.

Xia Youjie wanted to pat Lott's back soothingly, but in fact, his fingers were uncontrollably placed on Lott's neck.

His palms tightened.

……

real field.

[The link was interrupted, the perspective was transferred successfully]

[Please choose: A. Kill him

B. kill him

C. kill him]

The black-haired manipulator shook his hands, he couldn't continue to choose.

In the room with only the sound of the air conditioner blowing, there was a low, suppressed panting sound.

A feeling of oppression that nothing can be changed surged up.

It was a nasty feeling that made one want to throw up.

The manipulator could no longer choose to go on, so after a while, he raised his head and planned to close the game.

But at this time, the screen on the game changed.

A golden-eyed man with a combed back appeared on the screen, and a dialog popped up, covering the options.

[Umbrella Man: Such an ending.You've seen enough, haven't you?I've seen enough too, such an unchangeable ending is really boring, isn't it? 】

[Umbrella Man: Oh, let me tell you one more thing, if you choose to close it directly, then he will only repeat this process of death in the game. After all, if you choose to do that, no manipulator will His soul file was rewound. 】

The man on the screen raised the corners of his mouth and showed a nasty smile.

[Umbrella Man: You can choose to kill his soul directly.Format the game, and soon, his personality and soul will disappear.But, you wouldn't choose to do that, would you? 】

The manipulator with the ball head pushed aside the dangling bangs, moved the mouse, and clicked the [Yes] option.

[Umbrella Man: Then, you only have this option left.I can help you change it, change this ending.Of course, any change comes at a price. 】

[Umbrella Man: You ask me what the price is.Well - I generally believe that names are the soul of a person, so Manipulator, I'll eat your name as another part of the deal. 】

[Umbrella Man: Did you make a choice so quickly?You are all exactly the same, and you don't cherish yourself at all. 】

On-screen man with golden eyes covers his mouth and laughs.

The black-haired manipulator fell silent, and immediately pressed his palm on the keyboard.

[Umbrella Man: My identity?Oh, speaking of it, the name Umbrella Man is just a code name that child gave me when I was a child. I'm already used to this unqualified name.Is it my name?charles. 】

The man gave a mischievous smile.

[Umbrella Man: What are you here for, the truth?Atonement?Or do you want to revive him?Regardless of the purpose, you should know that all this is meaningless, it is only for your personal satisfaction. 】

The man with the golden eyes quickly disappeared from the screen.

The last option changed.

The black writing turned into gold, and became [C. Take him away]

Sitting in the chair, the manipulator let out a long breath and relaxed.

……

There were intermittent whimpers in the room,

After a while, Xia Youjie let go of his palm.

Lot covered his throat, and he coughed violently.

The ink seeping from the corner of his mouth was wiped away by Xia Youjie with his fingers.

"Sorry, Lotte." Xia Youjie panted heavily, looking at his trembling palms, as if he realized what he had just done.

Xia Youjie's chest was heaving up and down, he was panting quickly, he raised his eyes, looked at Luo Te in front of him, and said over and over again: "I'm sorry."

Lott shook his head, he forced a smile, and said, "Is Jie planning to let me die by myself?"

"I'll do it soon."

Lott lowered his eyes, and he whispered, "The medicine is in the corner of the bedroom closet, I will take it out and eat it."

"Do not--"

Xia Youjie called his name, "Lotte, don't do that, I..."

Xia Youjie said: "We made an agreement to be together. I won't leave first."

Xia Youjie was silent for a long time before he said, "Let's run away."

Xia Youjie asked, "Will you, Lotte, run away with me?"

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