Hymn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Listen to the sound of flowers blooming and look for the trajectory of flowers.

How do hymns be sung to paint the traces of eternal life?

The moon is full and lacking, and people are separated, maybe you already understand, but you can't bear it.

My time of death is near.

And the night is endless.

The day is over.

―――――――――――――――――――― the dividing line――――――――――――――――――――――――

[End of the second round of heavenly punishment]

[Offering: Joanna Austin]

[Eliminated: Joanna Austin]

[9 survivors]

[Congratulations on being one of the survivors]

[The Lord God creates an emotion in the depths of the soul]

[It can flow with the fantasy and walk with the phantom]

[The Lord God pours the darkness of doubt into the soul]

[The darkness of doubt is the shadow of light]

【Are you ready?】

[The next round of heavenly punishment is about to begin]

My senses gradually woke up from my slumber, and the coldness of the dream faded, and I breathed evenly, but I felt my body shaking slightly.

I opened my eyes in a haze, the flickering light was a little dazzling, I frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to raise my hand to cover it, but a pair of warm palms took a step ahead of me, quietly blocking the dazzling light.

“――”

In my ears, the sound of a car running over the oil road flashed, awakening a little consciousness.

The hair hung down next to the cheeks and itched, the head was a little dizzy and heavy, accompanied by some faint pain like resistance in the depths of the head, the dream was tossed and turned, the broken fragments remained, overlapped, the picture that once appeared in front of him, the voice that flashed was only a few words, and gradually disappeared in the depths of consciousness.

I closed my eyes and shook my head, my forehead touching a warm palm.

"Awake?" A familiar voice came from beside him.

"Huh?"

Awakened by the voice, I opened my eyes again, and found that my cheeks were leaning against a warm chest, a faint mint scent lingering around the tip of my nose, and the warm breath gently swirled on my hair, and subconsciously raised my head following the familiar breath, and I met a pair of dark blue eyes unprepared.

“！”

The atrium seemed to be frozen in an instant, and I froze in place, my head empty.

This, this......

The boy lowered his head slightly, looked straight into my eyes, under the golden hair in front of his forehead, those clear eyes seemed to be able to reflect my reflection, looking at me who was a little stunned, he smiled slightly, the hand that was originally covering my forehead slowly moved down, and pinched my face with a little helplessness.

The force jerked me back into mind.

I slapped his left hand on the face and made him laugh.

"Still sleepy? We're almost there. With a doting look in his eyes, he rubbed my hair.

After being reminded by him, I silently looked away and found myself and the boy sitting in the back seat of the taxi, the driver holding the steering wheel with his back to us, the red numbers on the roadmap jumping the time, and at 14:30, the radio in the car was dimmed and the news was rolling quietly.

The cramped carriage made me feel a little suffocated.

I coughed, tugged at my neckline, and quickly withdrew my gaze.

Don't look up, don't think about it......

The light from outside the car shone through the slop-down windows, illuminating the black seat next to the boy, tiny clouds of dust floating, and the gentle wind brushed the cold windows, brushed his denim jacket, and blew the hair off my shoulders.

I didn't expect to be able to meet again......

I was silent for a moment, then looked up into his warm eyes.

Sid ...... Where are we going? ”

"Home." Sid looked at me with a slight bow and replied calmly in a magnetic voice.

"Oh......"

I lowered my head as if I didn't understand, and the bloody scene of Joanna being bitten off at the waist at the end came to my mind, and my stomach was nauseated.

The Heavenly Punishment of the previous round ended with the death of the sacrifice Joanna.

It turns out that killing the sacrifice can really end the heavenly punishment......

……

Everyone has the right to choose. 】

You just made what you thought was the right choice. 】

……

James's hoarse voice came to my ears, and my thoughts were swollen, and I shook my head, and exhaustion welled up in my heart.

A palm silently leaned down on my forehead, and I was stunned.

Raising his eyes slightly, his gaze met Sid's furrowed brow.

“…… Feeling unwell? His hand carefully tested the temperature of my forehead, "I know you can't ride in the car, sorry, bear with me, it's almost there." ”

He looked at me patiently, his warm eyes stained with a little worry. The faint scent of mint grass fell on me from his jacket, and with each breath, I felt his unique breath, as if the afternoon sun was shining on a large field of mint grass, slowly rippling with the wind.

"What's wrong?"

“…… I had a dream before. I pressed his hand, but I felt his other arm quietly wrap around my body from behind, and I looked at him in a muffled voice, "Friendly reminder, it's about you." ”

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I dreamed that you were lying in a coffin." I answer honestly.

"Coffin?" The boy was still pleasant.

"Well, besides, you're in a suit, your face is very pale, and you're not breathing......" I carefully watched his expression, and the more I spoke, the quieter I became.

Sid just raised his hand and squeezed my face with a smile.

I protested and tried to pull his hand down, but this time he slyly used a little force, and I couldn't break free of his hand, but I didn't feel much pain.

Not......

I looked at him with a pitiful expression.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, he finally let go of his hand as if he was defeated.

"You."

Rubbing my sore cheek with my right hand, I looked away for a moment, and outside the window, a yellow bus whizzed in the opposite direction.

"Is it a nightmare?"

"Hmm."

"Are you scared?"

I lowered my head and fell silent.

Suddenly, I felt his hand tighten around him, and he leaned forward and hugged me.

I froze for a few seconds before subconsciously trying to break free.

The boy's chin rested on my head, and his arms tightened a little.

The warmth, from his chest, spread little by little to my body, and for a moment I was surrounded by his breath, my mind went blank, and my breathing stagnated for a few seconds.

"I'm sorry, but I wasn't ......there when you were scared," the boy's voice was hoarse.

I opened my mouth, and for a moment, there were many words in my heart, but they all stopped at my mouth.

The sense of closure brought by the small space, but because of the warmth of the boy's chest, gradually dispelled the uneasiness in his heart.

"Don't be afraid." I replied calmly.

The taxi turned smoothly into a quiet corner, and I saw a well-tended flower shop flashing out of the window, and an old woman standing outside the flower shop with a slightly rusty shower watering the flowers, the warm sunlight shining on the dew-stained petals, which was particularly peaceful and beautiful.

"I've always been there, I've never left."

Sid was silent for a moment, and said the same thing as in the letter.

Sid......

Pulling Sid's sleeve, the rough texture of his jacket rubbed against the tip of my nose, sniffing his breath, listening to his powerful heartbeat, the inexplicable feeling gradually spread in the bottom of my heart, this feeling is very real, just like a music box quietly turning, but with a little difficult to reach, as if it will dissipate in the next second, like a drowning person desperately trying to grasp the last glimmer of hope for survival, but in the struggle to float and find that the so-called hope is just a floating bubble, the moment you catch it, it will be disillusioned.

Inexplicably, I suddenly felt a little sad.

I lost all my memory.

The participants I know in Heavenly Punishment could kill me with a knife at any moment.

But in such a purgatory, there is still such a warmth that only belongs to me.

Even if none of this is real, it will disappear eventually......

In the small taxi, neither he nor I spoke, staring blankly at the traffic flashing outside the window, I quietly recalled, with bloody memories, I saw Joanna, I saw James, I saw the kidnapper I killed in the church, I saw myself who once choked Joanna's neck.

"Sid."

"Huh?"

"I feel like I've done something terrible." I lowered my head and buried my face in his arms.

“…… Can you tell me about it? Sid's chest shook softly with his voice.

I shook my head vigorously, feeling like a sponge full of dirty water and moldy, so disgusting.

He didn't get any more answers, but he just raised his hand and slowly rubbed my hair, and the next moment, he gently patted me on the back like a comforting feeling.

"Sid, I'm a terrible person."

"Fool."

In his ears, his voice was very soft, as if he would be blown away in the wind if he was not careful.

He was like another clean sponge, quietly splitting the dirty water from my body.

After a long silence, I silently withdrew from his embrace and looked up at him.

Is he there every time you start over?

But Sid didn't seem to know anything about heavenly punishment......

Is it really just an ordinary NPC?

But the presence is so strong......

Sid looked at me and flicked his finger on my forehead.

"What are you thinking?"

"Miss you!" I rubbed my forehead and gave him a blank look, "What, have an opinion?" ”

He chuckled: "Naturally, I don't dare to have opinions, but I think I have to charge." ”

"Such a pit?!"

"Double it on you!"

"It's not fair!"

"Who made me handsome......"

Shameless.

I looked at him with disgust, and consciously stepped back, a short distance from him.

Sid laughed, the wind from the window ruffled the blonde hair on his forehead, his well-defined face stained with a bit of warm sunlight, and his light-colored denim jacket seemed to be gilded with a faint halo.

"Squeak-"

The taxi stopped, and I paused, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that Sid was holding my body.

The driver turned his head slightly, his chubby cheeks still carrying unshaved stubble.

"Thirty-five dollars."

I turned around and saw Sid pull out a stack of green bills from a brown wallet and hand it to the driver, who looked down and counted the money, put it in his pants pocket, and looked at us through the rearview mirror.

"Young people nowadays have such a good relationship."

I was stunned, but Sid smiled generously and pushed the door open.

The sunlight grazed the door, illuminating the dimly lit cab.

"Come on." He stood by the door, leaned down slightly, and held out his hand to me.

I moved and sat down by the car door, and my heart warmed when I raised my eyes to meet the tenderness in his eyes.

"Thanks, I'll do it myself." I lowered my head, my black shoes on the asphalt, but Sid didn't force it, but he still helped me.

"Bang."

The doors of the taxi were shut, and the little yellow cab drove off to the other side of the street, the wind blowing my hair, and Sid stood beside me, helping me pull my light-colored coat together to signify combing my blown-up hair.

"We're home."