The doctor who was kept in captivity by the sickly lynx decided to fight back

And the so-called "doctor"?

The only connection between her and "her" is the same body, right?

Profound knowledge, mysterious charm... She doesn't have it.She has none of them.

Kelsey looked at her quietly, and said again:

"Then, what should I do? A glass used to hold wine, but somehow filled with orange juice..."

— "So, you want to 'dump' me, Dr. Kelsey?"

You'er clasped her hands tightly under the quilt.She tried to control her voice, not wanting the tone of voice to reveal too much of her heart.

"Smart. You're a lot like that guy in that regard." Kelsey nodded.

"'That guy'?"

You'er forced a smile:

"Dr. Kelsey, I thought I had to remind you... the 'guy' you're talking about is just my lost memory; when you get her back, she'll just merge with me That's all-"

"You're wrong," Kelsey interrupted.

You'er wanted to open her mouth to question immediately.However, she suddenly realized something...

She feels so cold.

If she could look in the mirror, her face should be pale...

Almost dizzy.

"Looks like you've thought of that too, Doctor."

Kyle Heat paused and said:

"The you in the past carried so much memory and knowledge... A little bit of orange juice left at the bottom of the glass will be diluted with the continuous infusion of wine, right?"

"..."

"So, the question you asked at the beginning, I think I can answer you now—"

Kelsey stood up, walked to the doctor's bed, and bent down:

"You and her... will be 'two people' in the end."

"..."

You'er didn't answer.She has been unable to answer.

In her mind, she has already begun to conceive pictures that she cannot bear:

……

Herself.

But, it's not her own.

It is the "other person" that Kelsey said.

She is wearing a cloak, with a hood and hair covering her delicate face, and her blue eyes are as bright as jewels, and as deep as the deep sea;

The corner of her mouth curled up into a smile, and a touch of evil and elegance wrapped her up, making people intoxicated, frightening and yearning;

Everything about her is buried deep in her memory, waiting to be revealed;

but me……

I hate her.

Volume 1: 57-[-] Captivity and the "Execution"

Kelsey left for a while.Leaving You'er alone in the room.

Before leaving, she took away all the sharp objects in the room - including pulling out the hanging needle from You'er's hand.

She is really afraid of Dr.**.

She was really afraid... This "container" that she had worked so hard to build would just be broken.

And she doesn't care what the kitten thinks.

——This is what You'er thinks.Maybe she has some emotions, but she believes that the truth is not much different from what she thinks.

……

You'er just lay on the hospital bed, staring at the same empty ceiling with empty eyes.

The bed boards were very hard.The mattress was as if it didn't exist, making You'er suspect that there was just a sheet under her body.

Next... what to do?

Stay here quietly, let Kelsey cure her illness, and then return to her warm nest?

then

What?

Waiting for Kelsey to treat herself step by step until the will that she hates gradually erodes her brain?

——She and "she" are already two people.

The contract was broken, and the last leeway it left for peace was gone.

"squeak--"

The door slowly opened.Before this, You'er had already heard the sound of metal objects rattling.

Kelsey walked in with something. —handcuffs?

"In order to prevent you from acting aggressively during the subsequent treatment, it is necessary for me to impose certain restrictions on your actions."

Kelly said blankly.She raised the handcuffs, and there was still a trace of asking for confirmation in her eyes.

You'er stretched out her hands mechanically.

"click"

From this moment on, she became a prisoner in this white prison.

Moreover, is the death row prisoner?

Is that so?Does Kelsey think so?

Starting today, what awaits her three months later will no longer be the so-called "reckoning"...but the demise of consciousness.

Kelsey, you don't mind, do you?

Kelsey, when you finally go to taste that glass of wine you made yourself, can you still feel the sweetness that belongs to orange juice?

You don't care, do you?

I don't care either.

"Dr. Kelsey,..."

"What?"

Kelsey caressed the wound on her hand.The skin there was as white as new, leaving only a shallow scratch.

It was a scar from yesterday.

Compared with the scars caused today, there is only a little difference in the source of the "assailant".

The scars of yesterday were caused by Dr. Kelsey, whom she still placed her hope in; the scars of today are caused by the demon who will soon take her consciousness away.

However, You'er doesn't look at "them" separately.

Kelsey is the devil, was, is, and always will be.

"...I... want to go back to the lab."

Turning her head away, avoiding eye contact with Dr. Kelsey, You'er whispered.

"Can you act? Now." Kelsey asked lightly.

"No...not yet."

"Not comfortable sleeping here?"

"……Um."

Kalxi thought for a while, and said, "I'll take you back this afternoon."

"Ah."

After saying the last word, You'er covered her head under the quilt.She is unwilling to communicate with the outside world for a moment.

And Kelsey still stopped in front of the bed and did not leave.

After a while, she leaned slightly towards the bed and said:

"Amiya is coming to see you later. Try not to pass on too much negative emotion to her—I know you're having a hard time right now."

"Do you think I will listen to what you said?" You'er's voice was muffled by the blanket.

"Then please do whatever you want. Do you really think that child is innocent?"

Kelsey sneered disapprovingly, and turned around.

After a moment of silence, You'er's voice sounded from behind: "No matter how innocent she is... at least she is kinder than you, a demon."

"Kind?"

Kelsey turned around, forcibly pulled the quilt away, and forced You'er to look at her:

"—Listen, you are the least qualified person to mention the word kindness. We are all demons... It's just that compared to you, I may be considered a gentler kind."

"Us? Dr. Kelsey, you who said 'two people' yourself, what qualifications do you have to mention this word?"

You'er clenched her teeth tightly, without any fear of Kelsey's menacing eyes, she put her face in front of her:

"Kelsey, compared to the maliciousness wrapped in your arrogance... I am much kinder!"

"I will use my kindness to take care of all people and things—even if I am imprisoned by you, I will give you hot milk and make breakfast because of this kindness that you use...even if the final result I was hurt by you, and I will endure the pain."

"And you? You? Kelsey, and that bastard you used to pester... I'm talking about the doctor, don't show that suspicious expression!"

"I don't care if she's kind or not at all, I don't care about her at all - caring about each other is something between you demons, I have no intention of participating!"

Her mind couldn't bear such intense emotions, and her body couldn't support such momentum...

She didn't know why she had labeled her past self as evil, but she... really hated "her".

You'er was panting hard, and the fragile hospital bed trembled slightly following her breathing.

After panting for a moment, she fell weakly on the bed.However, her eyes—

From the eyes of this container, Kelsey saw the hatred and anger that she had never seen in the doctor's eyes:

——"Listen, Kelsey, you bastard who can't get a drop of milk out of his mind all day long..."

——"In the next period of time, three months... I will use all my strength to resist you, and I will not let you succeed; if I am destined to die, then I will use my last I will let you feel the same pain as my death..."

——"Even if my consciousness will be eroded in the end, I will keep my anger high forever, and let another demon be forced to inherit this anger when replacing my body..."

——“Kelsey, you give me—”

She couldn't speak.Kelsey's hand suddenly approached and covered her mouth.

The anger could not be expressed through words, so it poured into her eyes instead; however, the next second, the hateful tears extinguished the flame.

"Amiya is coming. You'd better stabilize your mood."

Kelsey said so, and let go of her hand.

You'er's slender hands, which were imprisoned by shackles, were powerlessly grasping the side of the bed railing.She couldn't stop coughing and coughing.

"I shouldn't be pushing too hard. Need some cough syrup?" Kelsey asked.

"It's better to stick that thing on your ass."

"I can ask Amiya to leave now, and then let you calm down."

Kelly stood up.The constant verbal provocations also aroused her anger.

And her anger has no temperature——