I fed the soulful paranoid evil god

The villain's brain was blank, time and space seemed to be pressed to the still button, leaving only thoughts and attention, all concentrated in the hands of the mysterious man.

The villain could feel that that hand was extra careful and gentle as if a gust of wind had blown it, for fear of hurting it.

And it seemed——it was gently rubbed as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

Its heart seemed to be smoothed out, and the countless shadows that were twisting in the bottom of its heart also quietly—calmed down and spread out into a lump of cake.

There are only a few small spikes that are trying to rise high, and then hang down feebly, spreading out into a big and thin cake.

The back of the villain was straightened, feeling the marks left by those hands, the blood seemed to rush to the top of the head and become extremely hot, and the skin even aroused a burst of goose bumps, as if being numb by a slight electric shock.

But I still feel unbelievable.

Mystery man……

How could the mysterious person touch its head.

It wasn't the first time that the villain was touched on the head by a mysterious person, but the last few times the mysterious person stroked its head gently and carefully when it was asleep.

Once it woke up with a start, the hands that were originally on the head disappeared instantly.

The mysterious person cannot touch the body when it is awake, even if it is a seemingly normal act of touching the head, but it makes it tremble.

But now, the mysterious man did just that.

It is precisely because of these various details, as well as the mysterious man's secret and gentle actions, that a gap was opened in its heart, leaving behind inconspicuous but profound traces.

Its mood at this moment is extremely contradictory, it wants the mysterious person to continue to touch its head, and feel this kind of tenderness that has never been seen before.

Make it very nostalgic but addicted.

But the villain is very clear that the mysterious person will probably pay the price for doing so.

It should reject the mysterious person.

but.

It... is reluctant.

I can't bear the mysterious man's careful but gentle touch, I can't bear the mysterious man's gentle touch when it is awake, no longer hiding its traces.

Let it deeply realize that the mysterious person cares so much about himself.

When he woke up that time, he didn't have time to fully feel the traces left by the mysterious person.

Just remember that there is no temperature in that hand.

But now, the mysterious man's hand still doesn't have any warmth, as if the other party gave it the feeling that it will never be noticed.

thump.

dong dong.

The sound of its heartbeat was deafening, accompanied by the already hot blood, which continued to flow to the limbs, warming up the perennially cold hands and feet.

It closed its eyes, and felt a sense of reluctance, and an inexplicable pain came from somewhere in the deepest part of its heart, so subtle that it could hardly be felt.

It's time to reject You-Know-Who.

No matter how reluctant he was, he couldn't make the mysterious person pay for it.

As long as it thinks of the mysterious man getting hurt because of this, it feels, feels very—

A daze flashed in the villain's eyes, unable to figure out what this feeling was, it only knew... It didn't want the mysterious person to get hurt because of itself.

At this moment, the gentle force above the head slowly receded.

The mysterious man left.

The villain didn't even have time to grasp the feelings of loss and reluctance, he instinctively raised his arms, instinctively wanted to keep this invisible wind, as if this would keep the mysterious person forever.

Everything that was still around returned to normal when the mysterious man withdrew his hand, only its heartbeat was beating, as if its eardrums were about to be shattered.

It even has an illusion that the mysterious person will hear it.

The secret pain in the heart had disappeared long ago, and the monster that had spread out into a lump returned to its original shape, trying to stretch out shadowy hands, and made a move like a villain to keep it.

Maybe too much.

These hands stretched thin and long, wishing to get out to keep the mysterious person.

They are monsters transformed by the villain's consciousness, whether it is thoughts or subconsciousness, they are reluctant to let the mysterious person leave.

But in the end, these hands that made the move to stay were suddenly entangled by an invisible breath, and they were torn into countless black mist and disappeared.

The monsters still stubbornly stretched out their other hand, and were torn apart by the invisible breath, as if they were afraid that they would gather new hands again, so they simply destroyed them completely and disappeared.

That breath trembled and disappeared.

The villain resisted the pain of his consciousness being torn apart, and slowly lowered his arms, his lowered eyes were full of coldness and madness.

Even if it is his own consciousness, it must not hurt the mysterious person in the slightest.

For this, it would rather tear itself apart.

Soon, the breath above his head disappeared, and the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of his own breathing and the gradually calming down of his heartbeat could be heard.

The slightest pain in the bottom of my heart came again at some unknown time, wantonly tearing open this wound, making it more deeply aware of what I just lost.

Its fingertips trembled slightly, and the boiling blood seemed to be completely frozen, and every place became extremely cold, covering its body and the depths of its heart with frost.

It lost perhaps the only chance to interact with You-Know-Who.

It didn't even feel the warmth brought by those hands carefully, so it lost this opportunity.

The torn wound on the heart seems to be more painful.

The villain closed his eyes, covering his eyes for some reason that was burning hot.

It's worth it.

At least……

The mysterious person will not pay the price anymore.

After the inexplicable heat in its eyes dissipated, it slowly opened its eyes, and instinctively looked towards the empty place beside the table. It tried its best to hold back all emotions, and asked softly, "Are you...are you injured anywhere?"

Even if it didn't keep the mysterious person, there are still some worries that the mysterious person will pay a heavy price for this.

It was quiet all around.

The villain's breathing gradually became lighter, and he looked around nervously, for fear that... the mysterious man had already left.

But the empty dishes on the table are still there, giving him a faint hope in his heart.

Perhaps, the mysterious man did not leave.

But the moment this thought emerged, what followed was... Maybe it could be called an emotion of worry.

Is the mysterious person suffering from side effects and has no time to respond to himself?

It froze.

Is it... worried about the safety of the mysterious person?

Worried that the mysterious person may be because the side effects are too serious, and he can no longer use his strength to control the chopsticks to respond.

The villain's heart trembled, and before he had time to think about the change in his mentality, he saw a pair of chopsticks appearing from mid-air, shaking left and right a few times.

It was quiet all around.

The little man seemed to have forgotten the shock just now, and only the pair of chopsticks were left in his eyes.

——The mysterious man is responding to it.

Time seemed to be paused again, leaving only complex emotions with nowhere to vent, worries, confusion, and secret and unspeakable emotions surging in my heart.

In an instant, the consciousness that had dissipated was awakened, and it condensed into a new shadow again.

The consciousness has been torn to pieces just now and dissipated completely. Only time can gradually condense these consciousnesses into new monsters.

But this time is extremely long.

But now, the shredded black mist condensed into a monster ahead of time.

Only when the emotional ups and downs are too great and the obsession is too deep, can the black mist be condensed into a new monster in advance.

At this moment, the dissipated power in its heart is filled again, even stronger than before.

It got stronger again.

But the villain didn't seem to notice this at all, allowing the monster in his heart to frantically twist the hands condensed by the shadow, and all his thoughts and attention fell on the chopsticks in midair.

Unprecedented in my heart... complicated and moving.

The mysterious man knew that touching its head would pay a price, but the other party still did so.

So careful and gentle.

And now.

The other party concealed the secret of being injured, just to prevent it from worrying and sad, and even lied to it again to prove that what it just said was true.

It was obviously deceived by the mysterious person, but it couldn't get angry at all.

The mysterious man...how could he be so good?

What is it about it that deserves to be treated like this even if the other party pays the price of injury?

In its world, there is only aimless darkness, madness and killing, and countless malice.

But when it sank into this world, the existence of the mysterious person seemed to illuminate its inner world like a ray of light.

Let it no longer indulge in the darkness, and even have the idea of ​​desperately trying to catch this beam of light.

But this beam of light, although it is desirable, can't be grasped no matter what.

then.

The pair of chopsticks disappeared again.

The villain's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked around, his voice trembling unconsciously, "You...are you injured?"

The surroundings are still quiet, and the suitable temperature fills every corner of the room, driving away the ubiquitous cold atmosphere in the room.

And this change was also brought about by the mysterious man, just to make it no longer be troubled by the cold aura.

One after another, it is particularly clear at this moment.

It only realized later that... the mysterious man had done so much for it.

And what did it do before?

The mysterious man just left in a hurry and didn't set the table and chopsticks properly, so it felt that the other party was perfunctory and disrespecting it, and unexpectedly - unexpectedly had the idea of ​​wanting to kill the mysterious man.

How, how could it have such a terrible idea before.

But what about the mysterious man?

As always it's so good.

It suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment that it couldn't face the mysterious person.

It was indeed a monster, a monster that should be overwhelmed by darkness and madness, and did not deserve such favors at all.

He doesn't deserve the kindness of the mysterious man.

But in that case...wouldn't the mysterious man disappear in its world forever?

Thinking of this, the pain in the little man's chest seemed to be more severe, accompanied by a sore and painful breath, it was dragged into the bottomless cold pool, and it was even difficult to breathe.

But it is reluctant.

Reluctant to——

The villain's eyes turned red at some point.

It can be remedied.

It will try its best to hide all the embarrassment, it will try its best to bury the monster in the deepest part of its heart forever, and it will try its best to learn to treat the mysterious person well.

As long as You-Know-Who doesn't leave it.

It can be changed, even if it bleeds, even if it tears itself apart.

- It can be changed.

suddenly.

Another gentle force fell on the top of the head, without the previous cautiousness, there was a hint of soothing.

The villain's body froze, his red eyes did not dare to move, for fear of destroying the dream-like picture in front of him, his throat was so tight that he couldn't speak a word.

The villain didn't know whether the mysterious man wanted to show that he wasn't hurt, or because he saw that something was wrong with it, so he did not hesitate to pay the price, just to appease its almost crazy emotions.

--Mystery man.

These three words were quietly read several times in its heart, as if it wished to engrave them in the deepest part of its heart.

It tightly clenched its fists and sat there motionless, cherishing the interaction at this moment, until several minutes passed before the hands slowly disappeared.

The villain's voice was hoarse, "Thank you..."

It told itself that this was the last time it would indulge itself and enjoy the touch of the mysterious man.

No matter what happens in the future.

Even if the mysterious person will hurt it, it will never hurt the mysterious person at all, but will protect the other party at all costs.

Although with its current power, it cannot protect the mysterious person.

But one day, it will stand at the top of the world and use its own strength to protect the mysterious person.

These thoughts quietly turned into a black aura, poured into the deepest part of my heart and entangled, turning into a curse of self-restraint, which would never be lifted.

Not only that, once it violates this oath, it will bear a terrible price.

But it... is so sweet.