Cynthia’s Cat

Cynthia saw Lilith’s sad expression. Did she make this story too realistic? Girls at Lilith’s age listened to some sweet love stories. She still didn’t understand these realities in the adult’s world. Disgusting thing.

"My sister got stuck too deep, this is just a story. Remember to repeat this story to me tomorrow."

"Ah!!! Phyllis, but I have forgotten the content of the story, how am I going to listen to you tomorrow?"

Lilith is now in trouble. Although she listened to the story very carefully, she did not remember the details of the story.

"Sister, you haven't remembered this story at all?"

Lilith recalled: "Well, my own, the witch came to a country in order to repay the favor, but the king was a very selfish and greedy person. The witch was tortured by the king very badly. The witch took the queen's child away in order to avenge the king. Later, the witch and the princess lived happily together."

"That's correct." Cynthia's eyes seemed to lose light. Such a simple and lovely Lilith will become a cruel and terrifying person in the future.

If something is destined to happen, she doesn't want Lilith to be wrapped in hatred in the future, turning into a monster with no emotions, and becoming the most despised person before.

Living in a dark day is uncomfortable. A place where there is no light can breed the most ugly desires, devour humanity, cannibalize the last conscience, and become unaware of yourself.

At this moment, the heart began to signal again, although it was not very strong, she immediately pushed Lilith away, "Sister, can you buy me another ice cream? I want to eat it."

Lilith looked at Felice giving her a spoiled appearance, as if her heart was about to melt. She touched Felice’s nose with her fingertips, "Ice cream? Hahahaha, you little cat, sister, I’ll give it to you. Go buy it."

When Lilith ran away, the signal from the heart gradually became stronger, and the heart hurts as if it were mixed together. This time the pain was worse than the previous few times, and Cynthia couldn't help whimpering, "Okay...Okay. It hurts!!!"

Cynthia's body curled up on the bench, and her vision gradually became blurred. Lilith, who went to buy ice cream, hadn't returned yet. When she came back, Phyllis was really back in her body.

When Cynthia opened her eyes again, she returned to the bedroom when she first came to this time and space. She didn't observe the room clearly when she first came. She got up and looked around at the surrounding environment.

The wall is painted with pink paint, and there are a lot of dolls in the room. When Cynthia cast her gaze onto the desk, she noticed that there was a diary on the desk. The diary is a relatively private thing. Why would Phyllis put it on the table casually? Could it be that Phyllis also discovered her existence, what clues would she leave behind?

When Cynthia picked up the notebook and opened it, nothing was left on it. She put down the diary in her hands a little lost. It seemed that Phyllis, the owner of this body, didn't know her existence.

As Cynthia put the notebook back in place, he drew a note from the gap in the notebook, and said, "Who are you? What is the mysterious game you told my sister?"

Phyllis drew an important point on the words of the mysterious game, indicating that the girl was very concerned about it.