Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 28 Gemini. Both are her

Jack walked towards the red church very gloomyly, the surroundings seemed to be frosted, and it was extremely cold.

In his heart, there was an untouchable past, and every time he took a step closer to the Red Church, that memory would flood into his brain like sea water.

The violent murder stopped on the white pillar at the entrance of the red church. Although it was white, the years had carved dark marks on it, the cracked pillar.

Jack stopped about ten meters away from the red church. His eyes were filled with hesitation. This was not his emotion at first, but the memory had pulled out the thoughts deep in his heart.

He paused for a while, as if he had made a big decision, he walked into the red church.

now.

Emma was working hard to fix the broken generator. She originally planned to sneak away after the Ripper left, but she remembered that Ms. Nightingale said that she had to untangle a generator to leave this place.

He...isn't a bad guy?

Anyway, she couldn't care so much anymore, the pain of "Zi La" electric shock spread to Emma's hand again, Emma bit her lower lip tightly, for everyone, she had to work hard.

"Emma, ​​are you here?"

The familiar voice made Emma's eyes turn red, it was Mr. Pearson!
"Pearson, it's me." Emma stopped the repair work in her hands, and when she turned around, she saw the boy who always protected herself behind her. Her tears fell like broken beads.

Pearson was also surprised that he could meet Emma by turning around.

In fact, life is like an encounter.

Wherever you go, you're bound to meet the right person.

So please don't give up hope.

Seeing Emma crying, Pearson ran over immediately, rubbed Emma's little head with his hand, and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Emma is like an abandoned kitten that has found a home, and is especially attached to the remaining warmth.

"Thank you, Pearson, for always guarding my smile." Emma said with sobs, she was really, really grateful.

After hearing what Emma said, Pearson touched his head in embarrassment and smiled silly.

"Then, will I guard your smile from now on?" Pearson looked at Emma seriously.

Emma was taken aback for a moment, and then put on a sunny smile.

"it is good."

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Either way, it's the smile that protects me, right?

It doesn't matter if you pay the price by death, right?

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"By the way, Pearson, there is a generator here." Emma pointed to the dilapidated generator in front of her.

And Pearson's sight was not on the generator, but on Emma's hand.

Her snow-white skin had already turned red, and there was a burning smell of short-circuited equipment all around.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Pearson didn't use a questioning tone, but a declarative tone, which revealed deep distress.

Emma looked at her hands and touched her face, "This is... I was repairing this generator, and I accidentally got an electric shock."

"Stupid." Pearson said, the girl in front of him was like an angel, very distressing.

Emma looked at Pearson a little aggrieved, and kept stirring the corner of his clothes with her hands.

"I didn't mean to."

"Pfft, idiot, of course I have to do this kind of thing, you little idiot can only disassemble the chair." Pearson smiled when he saw Emma's aggrieved look, it was really cute.

A sly light flashed in Emma's blue eyes, "Then you forgive me?"

His eyes are full of complacency.

"Yeah." Pearson nodded, sure enough.There is nothing I can do about you, my lovely gardener.

Pearson came to the left side of the generator and began to repair the generator. Emma also wanted to help, but was forced back by Pearson's threatening eyes.

Although very uncomfortable, but Pearson is also for his own good.Emma had to sit beside the generator boredly and wait for Pearson to fix the generator.

Inside the Red Church.

The dark red red carpet seemed to be stained with blood, rows of gray seats, dilapidated wedding decorations, only red roses climbing on the wall.

Helena was thrown directly next to a white table by Joker.Although Helena was in pain, she never made a sound. The madman in front of her would definitely do even more inhumane things after hearing it.

Joker easily opened the white table, and what came into view was an eye-catching crystal coffin, inside which was a sleeping girl. She didn't seem to have died, like a perfect specimen trapped inside forever.

Helena poked her probe, and finally saw the girl's appearance clearly. It was as if her blood was frozen. She felt extremely cold. The coldness emanating from her heart made her face pale again, and her pupils were full of fear.

The girl in the crystal coffin looks exactly like her!
"Lovely lady, please don't panic, I just want to use you to take revenge on someone." Joker smiled hypocritically.

Make Helena very disgusted, take revenge on someone?Ridiculous, what value can I use to take revenge on others?

How hypocritical.

Helena has been trying to calm down her emotions. Now she can only think of a way to escape if she calms down, but her injuries are too serious. She can't stand up at all.

Kneeling on the cold floor, her legs were so numb that she couldn't feel the pain. Helena felt her eyelids were heavy, but she couldn't close her eyes. Once she closed her eyes, she might not be able to wake up.
Joker is now looking forward to Jack's expression when he comes, the face of a hypocritical gentleman will be torn off hahaha.Humbly begging himself to let this girl go, just thinking about it makes him feel excited.

Joker pulls the chainsaw, the noise will make people feel irritated, but in his ears, it is another beautiful music, no one really understands him, he thinks that he does not need others to understand.

When he tore off the smiling face of human skin.

He has fallen into endless darkness.

No one cares about him, his bloody violence, his jealousy is crazy.

He has always been a madman.

He is stubborn and selfish.

Since there are perfections that he cannot obtain in this world, then he should destroy those so-called perfections, and destroy all existences that are better than him!
Sudden.

There was a lot of fog surrounding the entire red church, and there was a faint scent of roses in the air. Helena clenched her blind stick tightly. It was the same scent as the rose on the stick, that faint fragrance The fragrance of roses is fresh and not vulgar, and it is not very offensive.

"Joker, who told you to touch her?"

A deep and magnetic voice sounded, and the tone at this time was full of anger.

"Yo, Jack, you're here."

The smile on Joker's face grew stronger, yes, this is the effect he wanted.

(End of this chapter)