Before that-

It was when the other "self" in front of me had vomited and was about to stuff that mouthful of bread into "her".

The girl suddenly felt that some kind of force that had been restraining her all along, as if it had loosened somewhat.

That kind of power seems to have followed the girl for a long, long time, at least, in this dream, it has always existed.

It was like a heavy iron chain, she tied the girl's hands and feet, but it was still not enough, and she made several circles and tightly locked the girl's entire body.

But it seems to be more than that, it seems to want to imprison not only the girl's actions, but also the girl's memory, and the girl's ability to have a clear, definite perception of herself.

Whether it is facing or having seen it, in the dormitory, in the hospital bed, in front of the street, whether it is the other "self", or in her own self, the girl has no other feelings other than fear and disgust, and she has no way to feel some extraordinary inner fluctuations.

But now, the force, the chain, was suddenly loosened, and in this way, the girl could feel some extra emotions.

Although, they are not swept by the waves and floods, although they are only very faint and thin.

However, in the end, it still left the shackles that had been sealed for a long time, and it finally returned to the girl's body and mind with a cautious and gentle attitude.

Therefore, when the girl saw the "self" on the street, she looked at every movement and expression of the "self", although it was still strange and disgusted, but it was different from the previous one, but now, the girl felt a special worry and sadness.

The girl was sad, though she didn't know where it came from, but she knew that it was intense, and it filled the girl's whole body and mind, and she felt a thick arm around her neck, making it impossible for her to breathe.

At the same time, the girl felt the pain of her heart as if she had been pinched, as if she had been stabbed with a cold, sharp sword, even through her chest, through her heart, through her back.

Slowly, the girl understood that it was not her own pain, it was the pain of the person in front of the girl, that was the pain of another "self".

And the girl just has more empathy, and maybe, the girl no longer resists, she no longer escapes, she begins to slowly overlap the person in front of her and herself, although it is not completely combined, but the girl has gradually accepted the fact that the person in front of her is "actually herself".

Therefore, the pain that the person in front of her can feel has become indispensable for the girl, indispensable, belonging to two people, but it is the same perception.

Perhaps, it is for this reason that the girl saw her "own" last one to stuff the bread into her mouth.

As if she couldn't restrain herself, or or, as if the chain had made it difficult to restrain her behavior anymore, she suddenly hurried towards her eyes, and she stretched her right hand forward and made a gesture of stopping.

"Don't!" The girl shouted.

The shrill scream instantly spread, scattering in all directions, filling every corner of the darkness around the girl, forcing every breath of air to fill with this visceral cry.

However, the girl's footsteps stopped, and her raised right hand was lowered with it, hanging down the outside of her thigh.

The "self" in front of her did not stop the movements of her hand because of the girl's shout, and "she" still ate the bite of bread.

And the air still echoed with the aftermath of the girl's freshness.

"Cough, cough, cough......"

After the girl saw that the person in front of her finally swallowed the bread, she only felt a few of her intestines entangled, and began to cramp, so she wanted to vomit something with a burst of nausea, but the girl never vomited anything, just kept coughing a few times.

Just as the girl was retching, she felt her stomach suddenly swell, it was a feeling of being stretched by overeating, and the girl even felt that in her throat, in her bronchi, everywhere was crowded, all the pieces of food that had been plugged up.

The girl felt very uncomfortable, not only because there were too many things in her stomach, the food scraps bulged the girl's belly like a leather ball, but also because of the girl's own retching and coughing, which caused the food in the girl's esophagus to keep gushing up, but because there was too much residue to block it, it became difficult to cough, as soon as the girl coughed, she would feel her throat tumbling up and down.

On the one hand, it was because her stomach was so strong that she wanted to bend down, and on the other hand, because she had to straighten her back because of her blocked esophagus, the girl was struck back and forth and tortured in pain.

It didn't take long for the girl's eyes to turn red, and there was a small tear hanging from the corner of her eye, and her forehead was also covered with some sweaty, tiny beads of sweat.

Fortunately, the girl's body quickly returned to normal, there was no bloated stomach, let alone a blocked esophagus and throat, except for her own tears and sweat to prove, it was all as if it had never happened.

The girl looked up, only to find that "herself" sitting on the steps was still holding the bread in her hand, but no longer chewing, and "she" no longer lowered her head, but looked at the girl, staring at her with "her" eyes that were also red with tears.

"How could we, come to be?"

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