Wen Su looked at some of the remaining dishes, habitually dialed them into a small plate and prepared to put them in the refrigerator, she replaced one plate with another, and suddenly remembered something, and shouted outside without looking back: "Brother, the food tastes good today, right?" ”

The boy outside was fascinated, and it took a long time to respond: "It's the same as ever, what's the matter?" ”

Wen Su slammed at the kitchen door and smiled, saying, "I remember that today's dish is exactly the same as the first time I cooked for you, do you remember?" ”

The younger brother still didn't look up, and said lazily: "It seems to be yes, but you have been cooking for a few years, where can you compare with before." ”

Hearing this, Wen Su clasped his hands on his chest, squinted at him, and asked, "Listen to what you mean, is the first time I cooked a bad dish?" ”

Hearing this, the younger brother finally put down the game in his hand, looked her up and down thoughtfully, and asked, "Do you want to listen to the truth?" ”

Wen Su nodded: "Of course." ”

"Hmm... Seriously, the first time you cooked, the dishes were okay, except that some were half-cooked, some were burnt, some were tasteless, and some were too salty, really, perfectly. At least not like the heroine of an idol drama, she can still make a mistake with sugar and salt, and I've always wondered if that dark dish can really be eaten? Sure enough, it's all a liar to children......"

The younger brother sat on the sofa and really talked eloquently, and the more he talked, the more angry it became, Wen Su grinded his teeth, and desperately resisted the urge to slap him in the face.

Putting all the dishes and chopsticks in the sterilizer, she looked out the window at the sky that was gradually darkening.

Crossing or something, it's really just a dream of hers, right?

On the balcony, the evening breeze in summer is still mixed with the pressing heat, but people can't stay in the air-conditioned room all the time, and occasional sweating is also necessary, so no matter how stuffy the sister and brother are, they are still standing on the balcony at this time, looking at the bright lights in the distance, the traffic is like a tide, and the soothing saxophone music is playing in their hands, both of them seem to be in a daze.

The younger brother brought two cups from the house, and the cups were soaked in fragrant milk tea, although ice was added, the aroma was still rich and fragrant, which made the mouth revel.

Wen Su took the milky white teacup, pinched the teaspoon and stirred it gently, until his brother finished drinking, Wen Su didn't even take a sip.

"What's wrong? The ice is almost finished, and the taste will change after a while, so don't look for my stubble again. ”

Wen Su sneered and said, "Okay, I won't quarrel with you." ”

With that, she picked up the cup, the aroma of milk tea lingered on the tip of her nose, and the mouth of the cup was also close to her lips.

The younger brother kept looking at her, his focused eyes seemed to be doing a very serious thing, he opened his slightly dry lips slightly, and the milk tea in the cup was hanging in his mouth, Wen Su kept looking at the night scene outside, and did not see the younger brother next to her staring closely at the junction between her lips and the mouth of the cup, and his calm eyes were filled with a hint of urgency and a dull black light.

Obviously, as long as he raised his hand a little bit, the milk tea was about to be poured into his mouth, but Wen Su suddenly put down the cup at the last moment, and under the moonlight, the milk tea in the cup was still the same as when it was first served, with a strong aroma and a sweet aroma.

Wen Su let out a long sigh, and that breath was full of deep helplessness and sadness that could not be ignored.

The younger brother on the side suddenly asked, "Why don't you drink again?" Don't like my craft? Then you won't have your share next time! ”

It's still that kind of tone, with disdain, with disgust, but if you listen carefully, there is still a sense of urgency.

What's the hurry? Are you in a hurry to get her to drink it?

Wen Su turned her head away, holding her chin and looking at the boy next to her, still such a tall and straight figure, her messy black hair made his gentle face look a little uninhibited and free, she smiled lightly and said, "You know what? It's not something anyone can hold up with. ”

"Nonsense! Didn't you force me to cut it in the first place? Want to ...... now? ”

"I mean," Wen Su interrupted his brother's voice with an undeniable sense of oppression in his faint voice, and said slowly word by word: "This hairstyle, my brother looks quite like that." It's just, it's not quite for you as a fake. ”

The last two words were soft, but they floated into the ears of the young man on the side, smashing into his heart like a heavy hammer.

He suddenly looked at Wen Su with a pair of eyes widened, and there was a flash of panic in his eyes, "What nonsense?" Haven't you had enough rest today? ”

The boy turned his face away angrily, looking like he had collapsed, and turned around and wanted to leave, but when he turned around, Wen Su was already standing in front of him at some point, and he was startled by the elusiveness.

"It's like it, but a fake is a fake, and it can never be compared to the real thing."

Wen Su approached step by step, the teaspoon in her hand somehow turned into her acacia long sword, and as soon as her right hand was raised, the sharp blade was already on the young man's neck.

"I know that everything in your illusion is based on my own memories, but you may be mistaken, humans are animals, it is easy to confuse some things, and it is easy to get some details wrong. Of course, as Granny Tang said: 'I won't forget what happened, I just can't remember it', so I warn you, don't show your old face again, don't blame me for being rude. ”

The young man on the opposite side pursed his lips, looking at himself with some disbelief, his face was incredible, and Wen Su gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart.

"What? Do you have to hold on? ”

"Sister......

"Poof", the cold light flashed, and the blade had already cut through the young man's neck, Wen Su gritted his teeth and said: "My Wen Su has lived for most of my life, but no monster has become a younger brother, you insult my brother's reputation like this, who gave you the courage to do this?" ”

As soon as the words fell, she was already close to the young man's chest, and the sharp blade was across his neck, and the thin blood line had turned into an inch-wide wound, and the warm blood wet his collar.

The young man's long eyelashes fanned, and finally he muttered unconvinced, "How did you find out?" Haven't they all accepted me? ”

Wen Su listened, a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and she said, "As early as the beginning, I knew that all of this was fake. My brother has a temper with me, he has no heart and lungs, and he has no patience, so he has nothing to do with gentleness or anything, and even if I am really sick, he will not protect me like he does with fragile things. He also has a bad memory, I may still remember the little things from more than ten years ago, but he must have forgotten them all, not to mention the taste of the first time I cooked, he would only sarcastically say that I didn't poison him to death and it was my subordinate. That stinky boy doesn't like to drink milk tea, no, to be precise, he doesn't like this sweet milk tea, he likes coffee or matcha flavors, and the person who really likes to eat sweets is me, not him. ”

The young man's eyes glared fiercely, and he said angrily: "You found out the problem early in the morning, but you left these false memories in your heart? ”

Wen Su shrugged his shoulders, the blade of his sword came closer, and replied, "Didn't I say that?" Human memory is easy to confuse, and it is easy to make mistakes, and I will not be able to figure out anything about hypnosis and psychological suggestion at will. Anyway, when you think about it, you can't remedy it, can you? ”

"Huh! Sure enough, it's a cunning human race, and I really underestimate you. ”

The young man took a bite of her, his expression was so hideous that it was a little distorted, Wen Su's face increased his strength expressionlessly, such a fake with her brother's skin, she really wanted to dismantle him.

The young man seemed to sense her thoughts, and raised his neck instead of laughing, the sword wound looked even more terrifying, and he said with red eyes: "In this case, you can kill me!" Even if you die, I will put on your brother's face and let you not! Get! Quiet! Bear! ”

The vicious words like a curse made Wen Su's hands tremble involuntarily, and she had to admit that the hallucinogenic effect of Xuanshui was really a headache, and this extremely real sensory touch had been very profound in the previous horror plots.

Starting from that little girl, every illusion array was an object she didn't expect, but without exception, all of them were old and weak women and children, and the feeling of the sword slashing down, no matter how much she tried to ignore it, still left a little indelible shadow on her heart.

At this time, she has to solve the fake in front of her brother with her own hands, no matter how reason is clamoring to brainwash herself, everything in front of her will finally make people's psychological defense line begin to collapse on the verge of collapse.