Chapter 281: A Twisted World (Part II)

Many people say that good memories exist in a compressed and abstract form.

Suppose there is a hot summer day, the sun hanging high in the sky shines the scorching sun, scorching the asphalt road and the pedestrians on the road into soft shapes, and you live in a small bamboo hut by the sea, holding your favorite books and swimming in the sea of words and fantasies, when the sun penetrates into the window and makes you feel hot, you take a small sip of ice drink from the crystal cup, then the salty sea breeze blows in, takes away all the unhappiness, and makes you feel your luck and happiness at that moment.

Years later, you won't remember what books you were reading and what you read that day, you won't remember the size of the waves and the shape of the seashells on the beach that day, you will only remember the unforgettable feelings of that moment.

Sunshine, cold drinks, sea breeze, the experience of the day is compressed into a few words, from fleeting feelings, distilled into the essence of dazzling memories, deeply ingrained in your mind.

When I recall, what I see in front of me is not a high-definition photo, but a vaguely visible outline, which loses accuracy and authenticity but gives more imagination.

Phil also thinks that it is this ambiguity that makes the person in his memory more beautiful, but Phil never thought that it would be better when she appeared in reality.

The girl who missed her first love and never forgot it, stood in front of her in the cheerleading uniform she met when she was a teenager, and her tight wheat-colored skin was full of youthful color, as if she had gone back in time.

As a functioning and normally oriented man, Phil can feel the physiological reactions in his body, and his lower limbs have erected tents in the crotch of his pants, but he can rationally and clearly recognize that the other party is a monster that can transform and disguise himself as a human, which makes Phil have complex psychological reactions including caution, worry, fear and other emotions.

One stream of heat runs from the bladder from the bottom up, the other from the top of the brain, and the two armies fight at the heart, huddled together in the atrium, surging and violent, rushing out of the cardiovascular system like the eruption of an ice volcano on Titan.

"You seem nervous." Juliana smiled and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, drawing a wonderful angle between her thighs and calves.

Phil didn't dare to face his emotions anymore and didn't dare to continue thinking, he turned around like a coward and kicked the door frame, shouting at the top of his voice, "Damn it, Jason! Open the door! I swear if you don't open the door now, I'll make you regret it! You idiot! Idiot! Open the door! Open the door!!! ”

"Your friend must have gone to the free lounge, where you can't be heard yelling. But why are you so flustered, am I scaring you? Juliana stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and circled her lips, and said with a smile, "I won't eat you again." ”

Girls always joke "Why are you so nervous, I won't eat you" and "Why are you so far away from me, I won't bite you", but a man-eating mutant said this joke, which is really ironic, and it can't make people let down their guard at all.

"I hope so." In order to vent his anger, Phil kicked the door, and then reluctantly turned around and leaned his back against the door frame, like a poor worm in desperation.

"Am I failing to please you?" Juliana, who seemed to value the client's feelings, asked sincerely, "I can change my image at any time, can you ask me to change my appearance to someone else?" Or a little thinner legs and a bigger chest? ”

"No, no, you're perfect." Phil glanced up at Juliana, then immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her, "I'm just...... Without being mentally prepared, it was not too difficult for me to accept this, this kind of behavior. ”

"Because I'm not human?" Juliana asked.

Naturally, if Juliana in front of him was a clone, or a woman with a similar appearance, Phil would pounce on him without saying a word, but this is a mutant, a monster, who would do that kind of thing with a monster?

But Phil didn't dare to nod yes, he was afraid that Juliana would be angry - if the mutants had the emotion of being angry, who knew if they would, mutants were still relatively mysterious to most people.

"Anyway, you're going to be in this little room with me for the next four hours, and Pink Land won't give you a refund." Juliana said softly, "But what about your friend who paid me to accompany you, but didn't specify what he wanted me to do with you, so if you don't have anything else to do, why don't I talk to you?" I heard that you humans have all kinds of complex emotions piled up in the bottom of your heart, and after they are suppressed to a certain extent, they have to vent them in various ways, some people release them through alcoholism or promiscuity, and some people release them through confiding, if you don't want to choose the former, maybe you can choose the latter?

Phil couldn't help but be moved, he didn't expect this beautiful monster to be able to say such delicate and touching words, let alone the wide range of service industries that the mutant would be engaged in.

"You can tell all the secrets, our Holy Clan has a bad memory, maybe I will forget everything you said when I leave this door, but as long as I am in this four-hour service, I will be your best listener."

Phil snorted, "That'...... Can you become another person? I mean, the way you are right now is easy to distract me, and I know what to say. ”

"Of course, who do you want me to become?"

"Whatever you want, as long as you don't become the person in those pictures."

"Understood." Juliana changed back to Scarlett's form, "I like her, does it bother you to be the way she is?" ”

"No, that's fine." Phil now understands why so many people are willing to come here and spend a lot of money. Because mutants are able to give them experiences that the outside world can't, no shooting range allows you to shoot at a living "person", and no high-class club can let you take all the lovers of your dreams into your arms.

Only this neighborhood known as the "Club" can make your dreams come true whether you want a girl with a crush, a popular actress, a princess and queen of a certain country, or even a dead or old lover.

"Say it, say whatever you want, ask whatever you want, it's no problem." Juliana, who was transformed as Scarlett, got up and sat down next to Phil.

Phil tried to say a few random words, and found that Juliana was a good person to talk to, far more like a normal person than she thought, and if she hadn't admitted it and turned into a big star Scarlett, maybe Phil would have mistaken her for a human.

After chatting for a while, the room gradually fell silent, neither of them spoke, Phil wanted to break the deadlock, and suddenly asked on a whim, "Why are you doing this job?" ”2510