It's all just impulse-

Calvin admits that he was not prepared.

He never imagined that one day he would tell that great secret (the secret that almost formed the cornerstone of Calvin's life) to another person in such a rash and sloppy way.

“…… You might think I'm just kidding, but I'm telling the truth, I used to have a pair of real wings, and then I figured out how to cut it off of me, but now, it's back, it's growing. ”

Calvin heard himself speak, and the voice sounded tense and stiff, as if it were someone else.

The secret, which should have been invisible, but perhaps because it had been entangled with his past for so long, when he finally poured out the secret, what rose in his body was not an easy feeling, but a strong sense of emptiness.

It was as if something dark and viscous, heavy cloudy substance seeped out of his body through words, taking away part of his internal organs and soul.

Calvin felt his body tremble slightly, and he stared at the recipient of the secret, the listener.

He had never observed Vigilli so closely and sincerely.

After hearing Calvin's words, Vigilli's pupils contracted slightly.

The green-eyed youth looked a little surprised—but only a little.

Silence is like something tangible, falling between the two.

Calvin remained in the posture of staring at Virgilli, but his face became unusually pale. His eyelids twitched slightly, as if a cold snake was slowly diving down his neckline.

"You know. ”

Calvin said.

"You already knew, didn't you? You know I'm the damn 'Il', you know I'm the deformed kid. You know everything. ”

He repeated.

"Hoo ......"

Virgili sighed, bit his lip, and nodded hesitantly after a while.

"Yes, actually...... Your thing is easy to guess. I mean, the clues are pretty obvious. ”

[Oh God, does Calvin know that his current expression makes people want to press him to the ground-]

Vigili heard the muttering of the red deer in his head, the vicious and evil soul almost about to rise to the surface of consciousness, but Vigili forcibly suppressed him.

[Go back, Red Deer, you're going to mess everything up!]

Fug's strangely cold English accent sounded faintly.

Virgili realizes that it is Fugg's help that allows him to stay on the surface under the threat of Red Deer.

This is not because Fugg really has a friendly alliance with Virgilli (the consciousnesses in this crowded body all hate each other unreservedly, which will not change even if the world is destroyed), but because Calvin is in a bit of a bad state right now

It was evident that he was trying to stay calm, but his expression, his body, and even his eyes betrayed him.

To Virgili (and the souls in his body), Calvin at this moment was like some kind of little beast that found himself in a trap with nowhere to escape.

He was so helpless, panicked, wary and restless...... It's so delicious that you want to swallow him in one gulp.

"Don't be nervous, Calvin. ”

A fine bead of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, and he scratched his hair with his hand, looking like a silly, genuinely troubled young man.

“…… Actually, I didn't mean to look into anything," he stammered to Calvin, "it's just your face, and your attitude towards Adventists, it's really too easy to think of. ”

The moment the words fell, even Vicili, who had no mercy at all, couldn't help but feel a faint distress because of Calvin's eyes and expression.

"Calvin—"

"I'm such a fool, damn it, a complete idiot! No wonder Dad and Isaac worry about me that much, and I think I can handle everything, but in reality I'm so flawed that I'm trying to act in front of you like a fool, and you're just watching—"

Calvin appeared unusually annoyed and confused.

He slapped himself hard – but unsuccessfully, of course, as Virgili grabbed his hand and held him in his arms.

"Don't do that, Calvin, it's not that bad, I'm not sure it's true, your disguise is actually very successful, really, I must say that you have any flaws, just because you let your guard down in front of me and let me see you for what you really are......"

"What do you mean, what do you mean, like a fool trying to act in front of you?"

"Hey, Calvin, don't do this, you know it's not like that. ”

Calvin tried to break free from Vicili's embrace, but the latter's arms were unusually strong, and Calvin not only failed to break free, but was hugged even harder by Vicili.

Through the muscles and the fabric of his clothes, Calvin could hear the unusually fierce heartbeat under Vigilli's chest.

"We just didn't have time to find the right moment, you know, we never wanted to hurt you, even if it was only the slightest ......"

Virgilli's voice changed imperceptibly, and Fugg's somewhat stiff English accent came from above Calvin's head.

Compared to Virgilli, Fugg's voice was obviously more convincing.

Calvin looked up at the young man who was hugging him. The handsome facial features have not changed, but the more calm expression and mature eyes prove the arrival of Fuge.

"I just felt like a complete idiot. ”

Calvin spoke, his voice mixed with anxiety, panic, and vigilance.

"Of course you're not. Fugg said softly, stroking Calvin's hair, "It's our fault...... Rightly speaking, it's my fault. I don't want to talk about this topic that could affect your mental state before you have fully recovered. That's why I forcibly asked them not to tell you who you really are. I'm worried that it will cause you a new round of mental trauma. ”

Fugg paused, and there was a palpable but restrained concern and sympathy in his voice.

"Your past is not a happy one—even your present. I can't bear it. ”

"Can't bear what?"

Calvin felt that his voice was disgustingly weak, and he wanted to run away from the human world, to a dark corner where he would never have to talk about it.

"All, everything you've been in the past, makes me feel unbearable. Include your ...... Wing. ”

Fugg's palm slowly slid down the arc of Calvin's neck, and finally landed on the burning pain behind Calvin's back. Calvin almost jumped straight to his feet, but was once again suppressed by Fugg.

"You're right, the pair of wings that you surgically stripped off before, I don't know why they started to grow again-" Calvin's expression and eyes made Fugg breathe, and he then spoke, "No, Calvin, don't show that expression, don't worry too much, those wings don't grow like that overnight, and their growth can even be described as slow, after all, you've already had an operation." And even if the situation has reached the worst, you could have not had to worry so much, you still have me, I will help you. ”

"No...... No one can help me...... Damn, nobody-hmm-"

Calvin's panicked whisper was swallowed up by Fugg's lips.

It was a kiss without warning, like a dragonfly, overflowing with comfort and tenderness.

Calvin's mind went blank, and he trembled almost instinctively, and the cold and hard aura of Fugg's body became so clear that it was such a light kiss.

The man let go of Calvin before he could completely lose control, and he held Calvin's chin with his hand, forcing Calvin to look up at him.

"You shouldn't question me. I repeat, I will help you, there is nothing to worry about. ”

Calvin's eyes flickered.

Of course, panic and anxiety can't disappear completely, but judging by Calvin's performance, he is more or less calm.

It was only at this time that Fugg finally let Calvin out of his arms.

Calvin held his head in both hands, and he took a few deep breaths to adjust his heartbeat and emotions.

"When did you know about Angel Town, or was it a long time ago?"

After a long time, he asked slowly.

He glanced at Fugg, and then spoke first without waiting for the other to speak: "Looks like it was a long time ago. God, I think I must have a lot of flaws. ”

"When the girl appeared...... I mean, when Reed saw the girl's soul in the house, we could almost guess. Fugg replied calmly.

Calvin's body stiffened.

If a multiple personality like Virgili is weird enough, then the personality named Reed in his body, who claims to be able to see ghosts, is probably the weirdest of the weird—that is, the personality that accompanied Calvin through the most terrifying and thrilling day.

The day Calvin went on a killing spree in the Adventist church in Angelstown.

"Of course, you have to admit that you're not perfect at hiding your past. But your biggest flaw isn't in your actions, it's here—"

Fugg's finger touched Calvin's cheek.

"Your face. ”

He whispered.

Calvin's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he was about to say something, but Fugg covered his mouth.

"Shhh ”

The strange English accent in the green-eyed youth's voice was gone, replaced by a more frivolous and magnetic male voice.

"I know what you're trying to say, don't be stupid, don't hurt yourself for a bunch of disgusting people, say something stupid like that......"

Red Deer blinked and smiled at Calvin.

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