Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 44 Bole. She doesn't like him [Xie Dingding's jelly reward red envelope]

"The pain of losing a leg is not something that everyone can experience, right?" Dai'er whispered.

Yes, they were not the ones who lost a leg, how could they realize it?I have also woken up in countless nightmares, and my mind kept playing my father lying on the ground covered in blood, and my mother who was close to madness.

Tracy's eyes turned to Valletta in the distance, his expression was full of hatred.

"I know what I should do." Tracy broke free from Dale's arms, and then sat next to the hole with the little robot in her arms, looking at the twisted world outside.

Del's smile faded away.

"Your robot has secrets."

Dai'er put down this sentence and planned to leave.

Turning around, she smiled at Valletta. When Valletta saw her, she hurriedly hid behind the wall near her, screaming inwardly because she was discovered.

Tracy wordlessly pressed a button above the little robot's head.

"You are free."

"You are free."

Tracy pressed that button again and again so that her mind would be filled with the image of Jake who gave her all his food to a queer, withdrawn girl.

He obviously had a bad life, even worse than himself, but he always looked like he was not hurt, and his smile even covered up all his sorrows.

His immature smiling face when he was a child came to her mind.

"Juke, burning at the stake is cruel, isn't it?"

She murmured, making up her mind.

"Since this game cannot truly atone for sins, the only way to escape is death, right?"

At this moment, the survivors hide in the house.

Marta knocked on the table with her index finger anxiously. Pierson was walking back and forth with a look of contemplation. Just now, Nebu wanted to reach out and pat Marta on the back to comfort Marta not to worry too much. There will be a way, but Marta quickly avoided his hand.

Neb's hand hung in the air in embarrassment, and Marta smiled awkwardly.

"Naibu, I just don't like to have too much contact with others. It's a natural reaction to the sequelae of being a soldier."

Marta looked at Naibu seriously and said, Naibu was at a loss for words. So, is she still an outsider?

Marta lowered her eyes and looked at the gun on her body.

Naib, do you understand?

Emily had a panoramic view of all this, but she still couldn't figure out what her brother had to do with Marta.

Didn't they get along very well before?

How did it become like this now?

Roy stared at his magic wand in a daze, and suddenly remembered something, his pupils were filled with horror.

"Naibu, do you know? I want to go to a place with the person I like. At that time, it was still during World War II, and the war continued. The person I liked said that he wanted to fly an airplane, and he yearned for the blue sky. , he said it was beautiful."

Marta suddenly said these words, which made Nabu's heart suddenly cold.

"But he died, and I came here only to realize his dream. He yearned for the blue sky and wanted to fly an airplane. I became an air force for him that I never thought of. Although it was only ground handling, I joined for him. This ridiculous game, come and get a bonus to buy a plane."

Marta's tone was very light, but it could be seen that she was very sad.

For Marta, Naib is just a little touch in her heart.

She has someone she likes, even though that person is already dead.

"You may have misunderstood me. We are friends. I don't like you."

Naib gave a bitter smile, pretended to be a normal person, walked to Pearson, and patted Pearson on the shoulder.

Pearson's thinking was interrupted by someone, and he felt unusually uncomfortable. Miss Emma never interrupted Kreacher's thinking like this! !

"Boy, what are you doing?!" Pearson said that at this moment, he really wanted to use the flashlight to illuminate the beauty of Nabu, so that he couldn't open his eyes.

Neb shrugged.

"It's okay, I just want to ask you, what's the way you think?"

Pierson frowned and shook his head.

"It was really a mistake not to find out that Tracy was missing, and now that both of them are lost, it is even more difficult to find."

Naib glanced at Marta quietly from the corner of his eye, pretending not to care, but glanced thousands of times with his corner of the eye.

Marta stared blankly at the gun that Neb found out.

Their seven-inch love is buried in the crystal coffin of memories.

Naibu only felt that his nose was sore, and he had never felt this way before. It must be because he had been with girls for too long recently, and the problem of crying nose had spread to himself.

After all, he came too late.

Perhaps, Naibu is the one who can make Marta's heart flutter, but the person Marta misses has stopped at the deepest time in her life, and has become an indelible memory.

After all, they still have nothing to do with each other.

Emma was lying on the sofa and sobbing softly, Emily was beside her all the time comforting her, Emma threw herself into Emily's arms and cried loudly.

"Emily, why, why does everyone have to die? Why do you have to design such a crazy game, I really hate those people." Emma turned from sobbing to loud, Emily didn't say anything, just Give her peace of mind quietly.

Emily wrote lightly.

"This is the rules of the game, the rules we can't change, we can only bear, we can only complete all the carnival games of Ms. Nightingale to get what we want, and we can leave this place, Emma, ​​we can only compromise, at all There is no way to stop this killing."

"We can only escape, hoping to escape from this place, hoping that we will not be discovered by those monsters when hiding, and hoping that we will not hold back our teammates. We all join this game for various purposes."

Emma's half-understanding look is very playful and cute, just like a child tilting her head and asking questions.

"Emma, ​​tell me, can we leave this place? I really miss my previous life. Although it was hard work, I don't have to live in fear." Emily continued.

Only when people lose something, will they feel extremely missing.

Just like the peaceful life in the past, people are often not satisfied with it, but now they feel that it is several times better than living in fear every day.

People are afraid of life, but at the same time they are afraid of death.

Pearson looked at Emma who was tilting her head fondly.

No matter how much Emma hurt Pearson, Pearson would silently follow her as her strongest backing.

Even though there are thousands of sad.

Silence is the saddest.

　Stay up late and code words to praise me/so sleepy/good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)