While Gong Bing was meditating alone in the alley, Körler and Rita had already found their car and were driving in the direction of the villa.

"Korler, you're going to wipe the oil as soon as you get home, you know? You've got bruises all over your face. Seeing Koller, whose cheeks were a little swollen, Rita, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said with concern.

"I'm just a little thing." Koller shook his head, and then said with a sigh of relief: "It's you, your head is almost pierced by an iron nail, and only one of the nails is left with a cap exposed, that picture is really terrifying." ”

"I died immediately, so I didn't feel it when I was pricked, but the moment you secretly helped me pull out the nails, it was really painful, and I almost screamed." Rita patted her chest and replied.

"Rita, you really died once."

"Well, who's to say it's not."

"I really don't know if I should say that you are lucky or that you are unlucky." Kohler turned the steering wheel and made the car turn.

"If you weren't lucky, you wouldn't have been stuck in the head with a nail if you fell to the ground. Say you're lucky, if you hadn't had the ability, you'd have died. ”

Hearing Koller's words, Rita glanced at him resentfully, and then raised his hands, which had been worn by the end of the hand, were now intact and left no traces.

Then Rita touched the back of her head with her hand, and the small hole pierced by the iron nail disappeared without a trace, only the sticky hair stained with blood told her that what had just happened was not unreal, and that she had really walked through the ghost gate.

"I wish I had never had this kind of good luck." Rita leaned back in her chair and sighed.

"This is the curse of the devil, and I am also the ...... of the devil"

......

The car ran smoothly on the road, and the street lights were like gratings, constantly hitting the face and flying backwards.

"Rita, didn't we talk? It's not your fault, and this ability isn't a curse. I believe that both you and I have these abilities that Heavenly Father has given us. ”

"This is a gift, but also a test, we have to learn to accept and face."

Kohler turned his head and comforted.

"You're always so optimistic." Rita said lightly, not knowing whether it was a compliment or a sarcasm for Kohler.

Seeing that Rita was still in a low mood, Koller didn't have a good way, they had already exchanged enough similar topics, even if they talked about it again, it was just in vain, and some knots in their hearts could not be solved by others in a sentence or two.

Since the knot is tied by yourself, you can only untie it yourself, otherwise the same knot will be tied again one day.

Rita's ability doesn't have any attack power, and she calls it Rapid Self-Healing.

While Koller felt it would be more appropriate to call it Undead, Rita didn't like the name.

Any wounds and scars that appear on the body will heal quickly, and after a few moments, it will be intact even to the point of rebirth of a severed limb, even if the head is broken and the heart is pierced, Rita can be brought back to life in a short time, and can hardly be killed.

Before the age of sixteen, that is, before she was in high school, she was ordinary, nothing strange about other girls in the world, and even if she bleed from her injuries, she would not heal for a moment.

She once went on a picnic with her friends outside the city, and her arm was accidentally burned by the boiling hot soup, and when she exhaled in pain, her scalded red and even blistered skin healed quickly and recovered as before.

It was the first time she had found out she had such an ability, even though she didn't know it was at the time.

This year, at the age of sixteen, she had just entered the first year of high school, and this year, at the age of fourteen, Gabriel was still a second-year junior high school student.

For no reason, no one wants to die, let alone get hurt, and being able to be unafraid of being hurt seems like a good thing, but it's a troublesome and terrible thing for Rita.

Every wound that appeared on Rita's body would heal in a moment, and in the process of healing, the pink muscles covered under the smooth skin were not ordinary people, but gray-black, scaly skin like a beast monster, and there were criss-crossing slits on the scaly skin, and there was a scarlet luster flashing in the slits, giving people a terrifying feeling.

Rita didn't know if there were really demons in the world, but if they were, she thought they would look exactly like her.

She was only sixteen years old, and she was terrified of herself.

After being shocked for a while, she secretly flipped through many books and looked up a lot of information, but instead of finding an explanation that could comfort her, she became more and more confused and frightened.

She began to experiment on herself, from the beginning of using her fruit knife to cut her own skin, to needles, cuts, fire, corrosion, and even jumping from five or six stories high, and finally she was unharmed.

In the process of experimenting again and again, she witnessed the terrible appearance under her skin again and again, and the fear in her heart also strengthened again and again, and kept spreading.

A fire grows in her heart, and negative emotions such as fear, helplessness, and loneliness are the best fuels, so that this fire will continue to grow bigger and stronger, and eventually one day it will burn itself to ashes.

She didn't dare to talk to anyone, not just friends, or even relatives, so she hid her secret in the box, and the box in her heart.

She felt that she was a demon, a demon in human skin, even with a sunny smile on her face, but she lacked an ugly face hidden in her heart, so she was afraid that she would hurt others, but she was even more afraid that she would be hurt.

She fears that she is a demon, and hates herself even more when she is a demon.

So she hurt herself again and again through various methods.

Constant self-mutilation and self-healing are a form of torture, as if only by doing so can the demons hidden beneath the skin be suppressed.

Because of fear, she intensified.

Although it was painful, she was willing to eat it.

Until he met Koller.

"Just in the alley, you behaved too hastily and deliberately." Kohler changed the subject: "There was so much blood on the scene, if you don't act like anything at all, it's easy to make people suspicious, Gabriel is a smart kid, and he is likely to see something." ”

"Otherwise, what do you want me to do?" Rita replied unhappily.

"I'm not trying to teach you how to do it, I'm not blaming you, I just think ...... I don't think it's a way to keep it like this. ”

"Or maybe we should find a chance to confess everything."

"Confession? Confess everything? Rita became excited, turned her head to look at Körler and said, "Koller, are you crazy?" How do you ask me to open my mouth and say it?? ”

"So I said to find a chance, a suitable opportunity."

"It's not just you, it's me."

Koller said earnestly, with a serious expression.

"Rita, you have to believe that your family loves you and they will accept everything from you."

Rita was silent, her face still full of resistance and fear.

Yes, Korler, you're right.

My family loves me and I love them.

However, it is precisely because of love that it is more difficult to speak.

There was silence in the car, and neither of them spoke again until they got home.