Chapter 92 Monster Healing

It is not that An Wu Jiu has not imagined his own life.

His memory is not complete, so he gave up the past a little self-sacrificingly, but he thought, at least he can control his future, for example, after getting a lot of wealth from the altar, he can cure his mother's illness and find his sister, Live peaceful days.

But this goal that An Wujiu didn't think was an extravagant hope was also broken tonight, the most terrifying thing was that he didn't even have the ability to cry for his mother.

It's like the ending of a long-forgotten movie. wanted to watch it seriously and with great interest, but was suddenly told that it was a tragedy. was obviously sad, but couldn't cry.

It's just that he doesn't understand, his memory is so clear.

His goal of trying to survive has long since failed.

These false and false memories weave a beautiful and hopeful vision into him, but the reality is that the culprit is not found.

An Wu Jiu couldn't help thinking of that voice when the memory poured in.

She told An Wu Jiu that he would slowly retrieve all his memories.

An Wujiu doesn't understand, who would use his feelings so cruelly to make him try to survive in the altar and become a survivor, what is the purpose of this?

Maybe that person didn't expect that he could know the truth so early.

An Wu Jiu only felt that he was walking in a foggy forest holding a fire for a long time, and before he could go out, the fire went out.

Everything is fake, the only consolation is that Shen Ti is here, taking over his fragility.

In An Wujiu's heart, he is grateful to Shen Ti.

An Wu Jiu has always been between two extremes, the extreme goodness is like a pair of irresistible hands, pushing him to the front of the crowd and taking all the burden, and the extreme evil backfires his soul from time to time, letting him He kept torturing himself in his heart. The only reason why he accepts the reality and is willing to continue is his mother.

If Shen Ti didn't appear, An Wu Jiu thought, there would be no good results for him tonight.

As Gabriel said, a person who has no hope either seeks death or devotes himself to some illusory beliefs and loses himself.

Either way, he would no longer be himself.

"Thank you."

An Wu Jiu lowered his head and buried his face in his arms.

Vulnerability is not his norm, nor should it be.

Shen Ti gently stroked his back, and although he didn't speak, he thought to himself that the one who should really say thank you was actually himself.

If there is no An Wujiao, he will probably be a nameless shadow wandering in the chaotic world all his life, with no origin and no belonging.

But he didn't want to say "I'm thankful for you too" or anything else.

Although he didn't quite understand it, he had seen a lot and heard a lot.

"It seems that for ordinary people, gratitude can't be counted in love." Shen Ti held up An Wujiu's face, smiled and said to him in a courteous tone, "How about you like me more?"

An Wu Jiu originally had no expression, but when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Why did you say that, it's like you're going to repay the debt with your own body."

Seeing An Wu Jiu laughing, Shen Ti finally let go of his hanging heart.

He raised his eyebrows, "It's not impossible, I'm not a decent gentleman."

Unexpectedly, An Wu Jiu didn't let these words fall, and raised his eyebrows like him, "I may not be."

This sentence made Shen Ti choked for a while.

Logically speaking, if it were normal, of course Shen Ti would have to return it and make a few jokes, but now, he is actually a little emotional, feeling that An Wu Jiu is really recovering slowly.

The extreme two sides of him often make others feel dangerous, but Shen Ti thinks differently from them.

Shen Ti raised his hand and pulled the broken hair scattered on his cheeks behind his ears.

“You don’t even refute me.” An Wu Jiu noticed that he was in a trance, “What are you thinking?”

Shen Ti is very honest, "I think you are slowly recovering. The two extreme states in the past seem to have a unified trend now."

"Really?" An Wu Jiu chuckled, "I thought you didn't care."

"I don't care." Shen Ti put his hand on his waist and looked at him, "But you care."

"I don't know others, but I seem to understand you. You should feel bad every time you jump from one extreme to another."

Shen Ti paused, then said, "Especially for the first time, when you were in the dungeon in the bunker, it was very torturing from evil to good, right?"

An Wujiao thought that their relationship was due to mutual attraction in various aspects, such as being interesting enough, so Shen Ti noticed.

He hadn't thought about it, it turned out that Shen Ti had already seen his heart so clearly.

"That's what I think." Shen Ti's fingers lightly tapped An Wujiu's lower back, "Comparatively speaking, I don't really care what other people think, but I don't want you to be judged by what you've done. Regret, so it makes me happy to see you go from extreme to intermediate."

This reason is far beyond An Wu Jiao's imagination.

"So it is."

He was annoyed by himself more than once, whether he designed to kill or was too kind, every time he switched states, he couldn't face the other self.

An Wu Jiao thought that no one could understand him like this.

It seems that he and Shen Ti are both rare weirdos in this world, so they can hug each other and keep each other warm.

"I won't say thank you this time."

An Wu Jiu raised his face and kissed Shen Ti's chin.

"Shen Ti, I like you very much."

This sentence made Shen Ti very satisfied, but he was not satisfied with the place where he kissed, so he kissed directly when he backed away. It came so suddenly, An Wujiu's heart jumped fiercely.

After being told that he liked it, Shen Ti gave up the taste, and his whole body was almost pressed up, one hand grabbed his waist and the other held the back of An Wujiu's head.

The moment when the tip of the tongue was entangled, An Wu Jiu's whole body was covered with a thin layer of electricity, as if he had been drawn physically, and his senses were completely handed over to the other party for control.

He was drowning in wet gasps, the tides of desire rising and falling like waves. Only when extreme emotions flooded the sky, did An Wu Jiu feel like a flesh and blood person.

Shen Ti's hand brushed the hem of his clothes, but in the end it didn't go too far. He could feel that Shen Ti endured a kiss, backed away, and looked at his eyebrows.

Shen Ti looked at his lips that were slightly opened due to poor breathing, still glowing with water, and couldn't help but peck and kiss.

The doorbell rang just in time.

Shen Ti touched his cheek before turning around to open the door. It turned out to be the little white boy. The other party pushed their meal in and introduced Shen Ti enthusiastically, but he lacked interest and hoped that it would end soon.

An Wu Jiu stared at him and almost laughed.

Thank you for saying three or four times, and was about to invite someone out.

I usually wear it like that, but this time don't.

Seeing that Shen Ti was very anxious, the other party didn't stay for a long time. He just reminded them, "The room next door is also yours."

Shen Ti was about to speak, but An Wu Jiu did not expect to speak first.

“Actually, one room is enough.” An Wu Jiu said very calmly, “We slept together before.”

The little boy immediately became embarrassed and nodded shyly. Although he was not someone who was familiar with this matter, he somewhat understood when he worked in a place like this.

"Then...you two take it easy." He bowed, "I wish you a good night."

"thanks."

Although this is not An Wu Jiu's favorite place, the western food is surprisingly delicious, but the drinks are a little worse.

Holding the handle of the cup, he suddenly paused.

Why can I taste the quality of wine by myself?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the label on the wine bottle. The price was so expensive that he would not actively consume it.

Sure enough, at least for a period of time when he lost his memory, he lived an unusual life.

"What are you in a daze for?" Shen Ti touched his glass with his own cup, "Is the wine bad?"

An Wujiu shook his head. Even though the main course on the table was well done, he had little appetite and put down his fork after only one bite.

"It seems that the food is not to my taste." Shen Ti smiled, "I knew I wouldn't order food just now."

An Wu Jiu raised his eyes to look at him, thinking of the longing look in the eyes of that little boy just now when he looked at Shen Ti, he suddenly felt a little bit in his heart.

"But the waiter was very enthusiastic."

yes.

Shen Ti didn't say anything, but he just kept looking at An Wujiu, only to see him staring at the little boy without blinking.

He was still kissing himself not long ago.

"It's cute." Shen Ti said deliberately.

An Wujiu picked up the fork and inserted a piece of fruit-like food from the salad, agreeing with Shen Ti's point of view, "Yeah. His legs seem to be prosthetics, and his face is very childish."

"Is this all observed?"

Very attentive.

An Wu Jiu felt that his tone was getting more and more wrong, "I saw that his two legs are different in walking state, so I observed it, the thickness of the legs is different, and one of the ankles is also artificial."

Shen Ti deliberately put down his knife and fork, resting his cheek in one hand, raised his eyebrows at An Wujiu, "Have you ever observed me like this?"

An Wu Jiu understood what Shen Ti meant, it turned out that he didn't want to hear him praise others.

"Of course." An Wujiu said honestly, "but you are very self-aware and know that your face will be too conspicuous, so you put on a mask. What can I observe? It's beautiful, and there's a tattoo on the Adam's apple, it just looks outstanding."

Shen Ti was completely unable to refute these watertight words.

Thinking about it too, An Wu Jiu is not a silly and sweet person to be kneaded by others. He doesn't like to talk, but he is the best at talking. In a kind state, he also has a "very trustworthy" temperament blessing. The brainwashing ability of the state is even more terrifying, otherwise, it would not have fascinated so many people at once, and followed him with all his heart.

An Wu Jiu couldn't eat too much, so he just sat on the chair and watched Shen Ti, or the night sky drenched in neon outside.

"Wearing a mask is not just about covering your face."

He suddenly heard Shen Ti say.

"What is that?" An Wu Jiu turned his face and looked at him.

"That mask is not mine." Shen Ti lowered his eyes, "It belongs to a child. I helped him in the game, and he gave me a mask. In fact, I didn't like that mask, and I didn't even think about helping him. He, just on a whim, but he was happy, thanked me, and told me that if he survived, he would take me to see the other masks he made."

"That's the first person I meet in the game, because I'm too withdrawn and very strange, I'm afraid only ignorant children are willing to be my company." Shen Ti said, smiled lightly, "But he didn't leave that inning alive."

An Wu Jiu didn't think that the mask is what Shen Ti got after meeting people for the first time.

Shen Ti raised his eyes and looked at An Wujiu, "What irritates me the most is not this child's death, but facing his death, I don't feel it."

He couldn't describe the emptiness to An Wujiu, the feeling of not being able to feel anything or any emotion.

"I realized that I'm a very, very strange person." Shen Ti said softly, "I know that if it were another person, I would definitely feel sad, at least for a while. So I put on the mask he gave me, Pretend to be remembering too."

An Wu Jiu finally understood why Shen Ti hated living so much.

How can a person who can't feel anything love this world?

"Sorry, I also chopped up the mask."

Hearing An Wujiu's apology, Shen Ti laughed, "It doesn't matter, when the mask split, I suddenly realized... Actually, I should face it."

"and……"

Shen Ti is not sure if saying this will make An Wujiu feel pressured or make him doubt the truth, but it is true. He has told many lies, but he has not deceived An Wujiu.

"You are different from everyone. I can feel you. I can feel your happiness, sadness, and pain."

His pupils looked crystal clear and sincere in the fluffy warm light.

"I don't need to imitate this, as if I was born with it."

The tip of An Wu Jiu's nose was a little sour.

Strange people really depend on strange people to save.

"I know."

He understands Shen Ti's weirdness, and understands that sometimes he is actually like a child who hasn't joined the WTO, who doesn't understand anything, but in order to fit in with the group, he has to pretend to understand, and over time, he lives in a very contradictory way.

Become ignorant and sophisticated.

Perhaps only when facing himself can Shen Ti have an instinctive side.

The lights of this city are not extinguished at night, even more prosperous than the daytime. The neon lights through the glass illuminate everyone's dreams in a very noisy way.

An Wu Jiu lay quietly in Shen Ti's arms, with his back against his warm chest, he felt a sense of security he had never felt before. It's obviously safe here, but he still can't fall asleep smoothly. As soon as he closes his eyes, the dangers that once endangered them all appear in front of him, as if to experience it all over again.

So An Wu Jiu can only open his eyes and look at the white wall without focus.

He tried to speak to Shen Ti softly, saying that he was going to find his sister, whether she was alive or not, he was going to find her, who might be his only relative.

He also told Shen Ti that the closed mental hospital could be investigated, and the metal skeleton on his body should have more room for further investigation.

After saying this, An Wu Jiu also told himself in his heart that he couldn't accept the fate that was manipulated by man, and his memories were muddy and muddy, he must find the original and most complete version of himself.

Shen Ti hugged him, his breathing was very calm, after confirming that he was asleep, An Wu Jiu turned around very lightly, Shen Ti was holding him too tightly, it took him a lot of effort to face Shen Ti.

The bizarre light from the floor-to-ceiling window fell on Shen Ti's face, An Wu Jiu stretched out his fingers, and the fingertips were separated by a few millimeters to trace Shen Ti's facial features and contours.

He hoped the man would not leave.

But if hope must be dashed, An Wu Jiu wants to leave himself, not Shen Ti, nor anyone he cares about.

Shen Ti slept very deeply, and he rarely slept like this in his memory.

With his arms empty, he who was still drowsy suddenly woke up and sat up.

He was the only one left on the bed.

Shen Ti's heart suddenly jumped quickly, and he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but found something on the low table beside the bed.

Looking back, it turned out to be his mask that was shattered in half.

This was beyond Shen Ti's expectations. He stretched out his hand and picked up the mask. It was split in half at first, but now it was glued together, but the traces of the glue were very poor.

Why does he keep this? Something that was completely useless to him.

Could it be that after the duel was over, he himself returned to the duel threshold and put the mask into the game panel?

Just wondering, the door ticked and was opened from the outside.

An Wu Jiu at the door bumped into Shen Ti who was sitting up, and was stunned, "Are you awake?"

Shen Ti blinked and shook his hand holding the mask at him.

"I... I haven't glued it yet, you put it down first."