I put the cup on the floor and breathed hot air down my throat to relieve the numbness of my tongue and lips. waited for a little better before he spoke: "Sister, what kind of ...... do you have for me?" Idea? ”

"Yes, I like it."

The contours of Shizu's body moved. She leaned forward, as if to exert pressure, and moved towards me little by little: "What is my thoughts, don't you already have a judgment?" Mature too early, to want to show off yourself by pursuing something that your peers can't get, is a special kind of possessiveness, and it's also a kind of deformed psychology, but it's not the kind of real emotion that sees the other person as another part of your life. ”

I didn't retreat, or it didn't work to retreat, I just made myself look like I didn't have any confidence. Although I tried my best to keep myself calm, the information revealed in Jing's words still set off a storm in my heart, and my mood was as bitter and astringent as cold tea in a cup: "You...... Feel the imagination that I am exuding? ”

"You can feel it from the moment you are born."

Jing's voice became very soft, and her movements stopped, as if she was immersed in memories: "From the moment I was born, I can vaguely feel the thoughts and emotions of Fold. At first, I was scared, I couldn't figure out what the voice was in my head, thinking it was a ghost talking and trying to take me out of this world. It wasn't until that day that my parents took me to the hospital to take the fold home, and the first thing I saw was ......"

She seemed to think of something funny, and threw a joyful chuckle through her hair. Through the rare rays of moonlight on the horizon that pierced through the cloud wall, I could clearly see the quiet face that was already close at hand, her emerald green eyes were half-closed, revealing a bright color as soft as spring water, and her lips showed a smile that was clearer than the moonlight: "The first time I saw the fold, I knew that the person who had been talking to me was my brother, the younger brother who was connected with my blood and blood, and had a heart and soul." ”

"Fold, do you remember the day your parents brought you home?"

Jing suddenly asked me this, the memory was quickly sorted out, and I was about to answer, but she shook her head to herself: "Fold, don't talk, I know you remember - after returning home, Dad went out quickly, and Mom also lay on the bed to rest." I sneaked into the room to see you, and you touched my hand with your own. That was the first time I felt your emotions and understood your thoughts – it was love and acknowledgement.

Obviously, it is an emotion that belongs to folding, but my heart seems to have the same happiness and liking, because I can feel that fold cares about me; I feel that the fold will not leave me; The first person I like is neither my father nor my mother, but me - Shiraishi Orishi, it belongs to me alone, no matter what kind of distance and what kind of things can't separate us, because we are one and the same. ”

I couldn't speak, but I couldn't say anything at all, I couldn't even think, I was completely shocked by the fact that Jing confided, and I was also moved by the emotions she burst out.

"Fold, do you know why I never liked dolls?"

Jing continued to move towards me, and I subconsciously supported the ground with my hands, trying to step back, but I felt weak in my limbs, and instead sat down on the smooth wooden floor. After that, I could only watch as Jing pressed her hands on my knees, climbed up, and finally sat down on my knees.

She leaned down slowly, bringing her face close enough that she could feel each other's breathing, with a light smile on her face: "It's because the one that can hold emotions and never separate is enough to fold one, and the others are superfluous-tassels...... It's the same. ”

I still didn't know what to say, my heart was palpitating, my mind was confused, and although I tried my best to sort it out, I couldn't straighten it out. I suddenly regretted why I had been released from self-hypnosis so early that I was almost powerless now.

"Fold, why didn't you say a word, didn't you just say that you wanted to talk to me? You know, you're really cute right now? ”

Jing put her hand on my face, rubbed it gently, and suddenly let out a chuckle: "Actually, there is no point in saying anything, because there is no one in the world who knows you better than me, including yourself." ”

"Sister...... Jing, you're just confused by the emotions I've leaked. ”

It was with great difficulty that I was able to calm down a little, and in my opinion, it was not me that Jing liked, but the emotions and thoughts that leaked from my heart. She mistook what she felt for my inner activity as an expression of emotion, and then she liked the feeling of reading and feeling my inner activity.

In other words, there are people who are passionate about a character in a literary work, but when the "character" does appear in front of them, they are afraid. Because what they like is really just their imaginary "character", not the real character.

It is like when you love someone, you will also be kind to his relatives, even if their relatives are not pleasing to you.

The emotion of tranquility is another sense......

"Ye Gong is a good dragon and loves Wu and Wu - sure enough, Zhe will say so. But what does it matter? ”

A sentence debunked the thoughts that had just emerged in my heart, and Jing's smile became more and more gorgeous: "Fold, do you know? At first, I didn't understand what you were thinking, but I listened carefully and gradually understood your thoughts. Later, I found out that Fold has always liked to speculate and analyze the inner world of others, but he never digs deeper into himself. In that case, let me analyze the inner world of Fold. ”

"Then first of all - folding, both cowardly and insecure."

It was a final conclusion from the beginning, and I don't know from which angle she considered it, so even if I wanted to refute it, I couldn't find a reason, everyone's behavior is multifaceted, and I won't deny that I also have the trait of cowardice.

Seeing that I didn't react, Jing continued: "'Man's greatest enemy is himself', I remember that I like this sentence very much, right? You like to think about other people's hearts, but you see your own hearts as enemies, and you never think carefully about what your true self should look like.

It's because you're not only afraid of other people, but you're also afraid of yourself – you're afraid that your personality will be distorted, that once you face up to your inner desires, your true personality will emerge.

So you constantly analyze the hearts of the people around you, judge their every behavior, try to find out their deeper psychological meaning. By judging the outcome in this way, you will then react appropriately according to your rational mind, suppressing your true thoughts as if you were an enemy.

In addition to the people around you, you have to think carefully about everything, every detail, every word, deny the surface of things, and pursue the inner perfection and details of things, as if you would be in danger if you don't do so.

Just like just now, I feel that my feelings for you are just an illusion caused by being confused, but what does it matter? I do like to fold, even if it was an illusion at first, but now it has become real. The reason why I want to deny it is because I am afraid that my beliefs will collapse because of this, that my perfection will be broken, and that others will threaten me.

According to Fold, this is a psychosis that belongs to a type of obsessive-compulsive disorder, called perfection obsessive-compulsive disorder. Paranoid denies the will of his heart, pursues illusory perfection, and cannot tolerate any psychological abnormality. However, the absence of anomalies is itself the greatest anomaly - how pathetic and cowardly is a person who does not dare to admit his heart at all? ”

"Fold, is my sister's analysis correct?"

There was a smile in her voice, and her emerald green eyes sparkled in the darkness. I can't refute it, or rather, this is indeed what I myself don't want to admit and never want to explore, but now I'm being tapped out by Jing in a way that is almost the same as mine.

Faced with an opponent who could read my inner thoughts, it was clear that this conversation was doomed to fail, so I could only pretend to be relaxed: "Sister...... I felt a lot of my thoughts. ”

"Not a lot, but all of them - all the secrets of folding, I know."

Jing continued to lean down, her face enlarging in my eyes. I didn't move, because in this case any of my actions would be futile and in vain unless I used faith. As for the use of faith against static? I'll never do anything like that, even if she knows all my secrets.

Soon a familiar touch came to the lips, and this time the kiss was even hotter than the previous ones. She took my lips in her mouth, then her tongue in her mouth, touching my tongue deftly, and then moving around in her mouth.

A few seconds later, she put her hands on my head again, her body pressed against mine, and her soft hair spilled down my face and neck. We were so close to each other's hearts that even the sound of each other's heartbeats could be clearly felt, and the kiss continued to be intense and lingering. Even the room to breathe was taken away, and all I could do was look at her emerald green eyes in front of me, sinking little by little.

I don't remember how long this kiss lasted, but I knew that it was until the lungs ran out of oxygen that I pressed Jing's shoulders and pushed her away under the effect of physiological response. She sat up, gasped violently for a while, and suddenly laughed softly: "Sure enough, no matter what, it won't hurt me." The day I came back from the temple, I thought that I would use that ability on me. ”

"You mean...... Credibility? ”

I was in a trance, and it took me a while to understand what she was saying, presumably referring to the time when she had returned home from an unknown ritual due to her awakening spell and sneaked into my room at night. When I woke up in the morning, I did have the idea of using faith to revise the idea of stillness, but I quickly gave up.

Later, I had the idea of kissing her in a moment, but she happened to wake up. Thinking about it now, she may have woken up a long time ago, just pretending to be asleep.

"Yes, this is it."

Nodding her head, she pressed her hands to my chest, her eyes shining with a seductive look. But at this time, the sound of the door opening the door and the shouts of "I'm back" from my parents came from the entrance.

"Forget it, that's it for today."

Hearing the voice, Jing stood up from me with a muttering voice, and I was relieved and glad that I had escaped.

"Quiet, fold, are you all sleeping?"

There was silence in the darkness, and the footsteps and voices of parents came from the direction of the hallway inside the house. I stood up, glanced at Jing, and was about to walk to meet my parents. But before she could take a step, she took my hand: "Fold, make a bet with my sister; You feel that my affection for you is a momentary desire, and as long as you distance yourself, it will dilute this emotion. Then the bet is that from tomorrow onwards, we will return to the normal relationship between sister and brother, and I will try to distance myself until I am seventeen years old.

If I lose the emotion of folding in half at that time, it means that the emotion is only false, and then I will lose. On the contrary, if I don't lose that emotion, then I'm losing. ”

She said it seriously, not like she was joking. However, I still hesitated for a moment, intending to think carefully about the deeper meaning, but remembered Jing's words just now, so I nodded: "Okay, but what do you want to bet on?" ”

"If I lose, I'm free. If I win......"

Jing walked up to me, stretched out her hands to hug me, and whispered almost in my ear: "If you fold, you have to give up resistance and obediently become my sister's thing." Forever...... Forever. ”

"By the way, the bet contract starts tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep with Ori tonight. So...... Doors are not allowed to be closed. ”

……

Late at night, the land of gold, southeast.

Two men dressed in the overalls of the town office walked on the gravel road, and the fluorescent lamps they carried in their hands, after being filled with magical power, emitted a dazzling light that illuminated a nearby area with a diameter of more than ten centimeters. In the solidified paddy field next to the road, a huge monster quietly followed, its slender limbs propped up on the ground, and easily jumped four or five meters high and more than ten meters away on the smooth ice.

In the dark and unrelated earth, it is like an invisible shadow, appearing and disappearing, like a ghost.

"Hashimoto's house is almost there, right?"

A muffled voice from a male sighed in a low voice, "I really hope that the rat is hallucinating and has nothing to do with the child." ”

"I want to do the same, but we have to do our duty. If it's really him, there's no way around it. ”

The other man sighed in the same way, and the two walked forward in silence again. Eventually, they stopped in front of a house with the word "Hashimoto" hanging on the fence door, looked at each other and nodded.

The sound of a knock on the door could be heard far away in the dark fields. In the paddy fields, the hoarse sound of something scratching the ice, the low howl, and the piercing grinding of teeth seemed to harmonize with the knock on the door.

……

Earlier, some people said that Jing inexplicably likes to fold a little unreasonable, and I didn't have spoilers at that time, because it was a foreshadowing for this plot. When writing books, I always like to bury some foreshadowing in the details, and at a certain time, they can be connected together, so I can perceive my writing intention from some details.

For example, the choice of whether to use trust for Jing.,Now I probably don't say that everyone knows why it's bad·end.,Because Jing is always observing the protagonist.,If the protagonist makes a bad choice, it's equivalent to death.。

Originally, I was going to write this bad·end after writing this plot.,But the discussion of a few book friends in the group some time ago was quite interesting.,So I'll wait a while.。 Maybe I'll write two of them at that time, one is my own original plan, and the other is the brain hole generated by the discussion of book readers in the group.

Of course, it may also be possible that the two merge into one and become a brain hole.