"I've thought about it...but I'm sorry..." Shaye smiled with a dull smile, with tears on her face looking a little desperate: "Let me think about it, okay?"
"Don't be too stuck on the past." Haierrou sighed and said, "Everyone hopes that you can have a good future. In terms of your ability, whether it is learning knowledge and pursuing your favorite career, or researching any technology, or
If you specialize in your abilities and become a doctor, you should be extremely happy and sunny."
"But now I'm a rat in the sewer, right?" Shaye smiled sadly, and there was a determination in her eyes that made Haierrou feel cold in her heart. And this kind of determination, Haierrou only saw in an old man who died for her husband.
The woman's eyes have seen...
"Don't let your mind wander!"
Haierrou said anxiously, but was interrupted by Shaye stubbornly: "Let's start treatment, don't waste time."
In desperation, Haerrou could only nod her head, and then said: "Wait a moment, I will have a word with Dishani."
"Okay, please hurry up, okay?" Saya's face completely lost its sadness, and it was completely a beautiful smile, just like the beauty when the 'end of destruction' spreads spores to humans.
"What's wrong?" Dishani tilted her head.
"I have something to ask you." Haerrou scratched her hair in distress and said, "Although I know you hate Saya, she is really a kind child..."
"I know. Although I have never played the holographic game you mentioned, I have read the rough script you gave me." Dishani nodded: "So? What do you want to ask me for?"
"Prevent Saya from committing suicide." Haerrou sighed: "I want you to prevent Saya from committing suicide. I will probably fall into a coma after treatment. Please be sure to prevent her from committing suicide. There will be one less tragedy like this in the world.
"
"Okay, I will definitely keep an eye on her." Dishani said, her solemn tone making Haerrou breathe a sigh of relief.
"Please." Haierrou said and walked towards Shaye.
"No need, there is no favor between you and me. If you say it, I will do it, that's all." Dishani smiled and shook her head and said, "Come on, Shaye, Heerrou."
"Are you ready?" Shaye had no intention of exploring the conversation between the two.
"Well, come on." Haierrou said, lying on the ground, looking at Shaye's hands pressing her temples and saying: "Never, never do anything stupid!"
"It's begun." Shaye smiled, but avoided talking about Haierrou's words.
In the dizziness, her smiling face became the last image reflected in Haerrou's eyes.
The air was dull, like a greenhouse full of corpses, filled with the smell of death.
Haierrou felt a headache, and her consciousness felt like it was immersed in liquid nitrogen. It was cold and scattered. It took an unknown amount of time before she gathered some strength and opened her eyes.
"Did I get blown up by a cannonball? It seems like I had a dream..." Haerrou, who was rubbing her head, didn't know whether she was awake or not. Her memory seemed to have completely lost its axis and was messed up into pieces.
These images passed by, as well as the piercing pain when I was unconscious - although it was gone, I still trembled unconsciously when I thought of it. This was the only time I was penetrated by a fighting insect and injected into the lungs.
It happened when someone was rescued from alkaline venom...
"Are you awake? Are you okay?" A gentle voice sounded beside him.
"Who is it?" The fist that he punched subconsciously stopped when he saw that face. He was kind but couldn't remember anything: "Who are you?"
"I'm Dishani, don't you remember me?" The blonde-haired woman with silver eyes had a calm face, but her slightly widened eyes showed surprise.
"Wait a minute! I may have some brain damage and my memory is very confused." Haierrou rubbed her temples in distress and said, "I remember your face, but the things don't fit together."
"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Dishani smiled and sat next to her, but she slightly avoided this inexplicably familiar yet unfamiliar person.
sigh.
"You haven't eaten anything for a day. I'm going to get you some bread."
Dishani left, her expression unchanged but her back looking lonely.
"Hey!" Haerrou felt like she had done something wrong, but when she looked up, there was no trace of the person: "Sorry..."
A long time passed, during which Haierrou felt like a machine that was sorting out fragments, constantly finding the scattered memories in her mind, and then piecing them together and sticking them together. She didn't know how it worked.
Organize some of them, and these memories will be clearly reappeared before your eyes.
At the beginning, there were endless wars, panic, death, and escape. Although Haerrou felt depressed, she just sat beside him in depression.
"Do you want to smoke?" Dishani smiled and handed over a cigarette.
"Of course." Haierrou said dullly and took it, then she burst into tears.
"It seems that you have even forgotten how to smoke." Dishani smiled and shook her head, sitting half a meter away from her. The strange yet familiar feeling of opposition made Haerrou want to move away, but she thought
After seeing the way Dishani left before, she finally remained silent, and...
The unexpected is not exclusive.
Well, not rejecting is the beginning of communication.
Haerrou couldn't remember what happened to her, how she got here, or all her experiences. Apart from the fear she felt when she was a child, she naturally stayed with her quietly and brought her meals, but...
Dishani, who had no demands, became the target of confiding.
The distance got closer and closer, and in the end, even if I was hugged by my shoulders, I didn’t reject it at all. I just talked about my memories quietly, including the battle of wits and courage with my grandma in the church, the hatred and passion when I joined the army, and getting to know Lasse.
Establishing a couple relationship 1
Dishani seems to be the best listener, except when talking about Russell, her smile looks a little strange and her hands always shake...
Later, Haerrou, who had completely sorted out her memories in one go, was dumbfounded...
"Uh... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have had sex with you." Haerrou sighed desperately, and while her girlfriend was taking care of her, she mentioned how she was in love with her ex-boyfriend. Well, she simply couldn't understand her suffocating actions.
Perhaps the death-seeking technique has been LV-UP countless times, right?
"It's okay, you've already remembered me, haven't you?" Dishani smiled and kissed Haerrou on the face.
"Well, that's true." Haierrou scratched his head and had an idea: "What if I didn't think of it?" 1
Dishani suddenly approached Haerrou with a smile like a flower: "You will think about it carefully, here."
His tone was as gentle as a spring breeze, but his pungent murderous aura almost solidified.
All the prison plays I have watched replayed in my mind like a scrolling screen.
What a stupid question!
Feeling cold and sticky on her back, Haierrou cursed in her heart and quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, where is Saya? We have been here for five or six days, right?"
"I think it's better for you to go see it yourself." Dishani pointed to the slightly closed door and sighed. 2
"What happened to Saya? Did he commit suicide?" Haerrou was a little unbelievable. With Dishani's skill, even if Saya had a gun in his hand, he would not be able to commit suicide easily.
"You'd better go and see for yourself. I'm not sure." Disani didn't explain, but just reached out and pushed open the door, which also gave Haerrou some hope.
call.
The thick dust almost turned the airflow into something visible to the naked eye. After fanning hard and covering her mouth and nose, Heerrou finally saw everything in the room.
It's very spacious inside, almost thirty square meters (originally twenty stacks) in size. The pure white walls are painted with green paint about one and a half meters high. There are also deep drainage ditches on the pure white tiles on the ground.
Medicine shelves and instrument cabinets were carved out of the walls, plus the operating table and movable tables in the center of the room. Except for the desks and bookshelves lined up on the other side, the entire room looked like a perverted and cold operating room.
Why add a pervert?
Because no one in their right mind would like a collection of things on their desks and wall shelves!
The decorative mirror is obviously handmade, but it depicts a sharp knife piercing the heart. The strange statuette looks like a barbarian sacrifice at first glance, but it looks like an octopus, but it is full of pustules, like a tapestry daubed at random, and the color is disgusting.
Mural, a crystal ball the size of a baby's head but with distorted colors...
They are all works of art, but they all carry a disgusting feeling. No, it should be said that they are malicious, because the feelings these things give people are clearly made deliberately!
Looking through the notes on the table, there are all kinds of strange symbols and graffiti-like words. The only notes in Japanese are repeated: internal organs, blood, baby brains, rotten fingers and other disgusting words.
..
What a madman. Haerrou sighed and said: "Let's go see Saya first, and come out later to burn these crazy words. I also have an incendiary grenade."
"Over there." Disani nodded and pointed to the screen not far away.
"Huh? Shaye is looking at Professor Aoya's body." Haierrou said and walked around the screen, and two bright little eyes came into view: Professor Aoya's body has not yet completely decomposed, but has been covered with a sheet.
Wrapped and put aside, in the game
His seat has been occupied by a mass of flesh and blood, and on the mass of flesh and blood, there are a bunch of tube cavities growing like strange plants, and on the tube cavities grows a black-haired baby, opening his emerald-like eyes.
His eyes looked at Haerrou curiously.
"Shaye? How did you become like this?" Haierrou looked at the curious baby on the chair like a carpet of flesh and blood, and was full of surprise. Not only was she surprised by the scene in front of her, but she was also surprised by the inexplicable feeling in her heart.
A sense of connection, as if there is an innate connection between the guy in front of me and myself.
"Giggle~" The baby looked at Haerrou and suddenly laughed, stretching out his hands as if he wanted a hug.