"Can you come out and play?"

Shake He Xi a little, as far as I know, she should have no restraints now, but I am still a little worried about being rejected.

But the result is still quite satisfactory to me, although it was a long time before I sent a "hmm", but since I agreed, it would be good.

The treatment of psychological disorders is always the first priority.

Although I didn't intend to rely on such a situation to complete my so-called treatment.

But in fact, I think it can be a harvest if it can make a difference.

I didn't think much about it after I called her out. I guess I just thought a little too much, but in fact, that's it, and it's nothing special. It's just that I unilaterally want to be a brave man, and that princess may not be what I saved.

The breeze was rising, blowing through the corners of the girl's skirt, He Xi wanted to reach out and press the blown hair, and the curve of the forearm was perfectly displayed, like a cherry blossom blooming in the autumn wind ignoring the cold silence.

But cherry blossoms don't bloom in autumn, except for specimens.

"Hi~" I tried to say hello, although I also understood that this was not an attempt, He Xi would definitely give me a response.

But not this time, her lips moved, but she still couldn't speak.

"What's wrong?"

"Uh-huh, not really."

Her voice was still soft and bathed in the spring breeze, but now I didn't know how to care about it.

"If you can, can you let me talk to her?"

People with dissociative disorder are well aware of their condition, and I think that such an inquiry should give me something.

"No, no."

"It's okay, I just want to talk to her, it's okay."

And my real purpose was just to talk to another personality and get something.

"No, no."

It seems that there is a clear resistance, although I also understand that it is indeed a very painful thing to show your wounds to others.

However, I still don't want to give up just like that, I'm definitely not a kind person in comparison, and sometimes, tearing others apart is the best way.

I'm sorry.

"You did it, why, why hurt them?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not, not intentionally."

Autumn is cool, and there are no people on the streets.

"No, you're just having fun with it, aren't you? The plasma splattered along with the fragments of brittle bones, blooming from the hole like a blood-red rose, still warm. ”

"No, I, I did a good job of stopping the bleeding, I didn't ······"

Is it true that such a wound is easy to cause big problems, is it intentional to control yourself?

Is it subconscious or is there really resistance?

"Well, this kind of feel, the ear with dense capillaries is the warmest place, what does it feel like to pierce from the outer ear of bare hair? Comfortable, to be honest I'm curious, I'd like to know if I could, but I wouldn't just do it. ”

"No, I ······"

"What kind of tools do you use? Ring knife or something, such a regular incision can't be done casually, right? ”

“······”

"Tell me, why!"

"I don't know! I don't know! ”

No, we all know exactly why, but what I said to her about not knowing is not about this obvious fact, and we still know about it.

Yes, the cause of pain is being chosen.

Why me? It's a cry of grief that almost everyone makes in the midst of pain, why me?

But the answer is completely merciless, and as for why, that's you.

You are chosen, as a vehicle for suffering, you are unfortunate, you are lonely, you are the lamb lost in pain.

Well, how do I know.

Why?

"Do you feel pleasure watching them shout?"

"Yes, yes, but ······"

"Is the color of the plasma the result you want?"

"Well, I'm sorry······"

"Have you ever tasted the minced meat and blood scabs? It smells of despair and pain! ”

“······”

"Why, why them?"

"Why······ Why am I ······?"

He Xi hung his head and answered my question silently. For no reason, I feel as if I've touched the truth.

But one thing is strange, all the cats are pierced in the ears, and that's all, except for the snow. Its blood was unlike any other, it was a reception that came out of its eye sockets.

Why?

Why is it different from other cats?

When Rourou met me, the blood scab on her ear had not completely faded, but at that time it did not dare to approach me at all. After slowly getting along, I gained his trust, and the cat that suffered from it will not be hurt again for a long time, right?

But why, and Xue Xue didn't seem to have made any signs of resistance.

"It's over here."

I took He Xi's hand, and after sliding down the cuffs, the delicately wound bandage was revealed. It's a bit like the hands and feet of the second secondary disease, and I thought so when I first saw it.

Dissociative disorder, or mental illness patients, are not too far away from Secondary 2, but they have to distinguish between what is delusion and what is imagination.

"Don't ——!"

He Xi wanted to withdraw her hand, but at the moment when the bandage was exposed, she twitched as if she had been electrocuted. But helplessly, her thinness allowed me to control her hand, and this powerlessness was transmitted to my palm through the force after that shaking.

Her hands were soft, but they were also cold.

"It's over here, I've been hurt in the atrocities, whether it's the marks of cat's claws or the marks of teeth, but these are meaningless guesses."

The bandage was delicately wound, and I could not find the end, but it was not as delicate as the surface, and it was soon scattered all over the ground under my tearing.

"Don't, don't look—"

But it was too late, and the bandages dancing in the wind ended up on the ground, which is an irreparable fact.

He Xi's tears finally fell.

The pink hair distracted me with the last struggle, and I couldn't forget the turquoise eyes that were as clear as the lake.

That helplessness made me let go.

I still have the soft touch of a girl in my hands, but I don't care too much about it.

In the place where the bandages were wrapped, the scars that appeared were not the ones I imagined were caused by cats, but they were more serious.

Scars, that's not normal scars. What she wanted to hide was those scars, although they were only a cuff, but they were dense, and in them, how much more?

I was a little stunned.

But what kind of scar is it, confused, mixed, and blurred in color. Dots, bands, or flakes fill my vision, like a dangerous scribble.

For a split second I suddenly understood.

"Don't hurt her, don't provoke her."

He Xi hung her head and said to me, her pink hair slid to the sides as she slowly raised her head, her expression was cold, and even her standing posture changed significantly.

It wasn't that weak personality, but the other He Xi I had seen before.

"Yo, long time no see~"

I said hello with satisfaction.

"Soul light."

He Xi's cold tone was as gloomy as the autumn wind.

Simply cover the scars with cuffs, and the scattered bandages can't be used anymore.