Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

She tried to regain the right to breathe, but Linga's palms completely covered her neck like shackles, and it was difficult to find extra gaps. Even if she found some, she couldn't pry open those fingers that were as hard and thick as steel.

What you mean by 'break free before I make a mistake'? It's impossible to break free!

There was no sign of pretending or showing mercy.

The fear of death is gradually approaching.

There is nothing more terrifying than this.

Tears kept flowing and saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of my mouth.

His whole face was as pale as paper.

Yang No's vision and consciousness gradually became blurred.

The only remaining thoughts were not used to think about how to survive, but instead were entangled in a question.

When her life was about to come to an end, she did not hate anyone, including the murderer in front of her.

She just didn't understand why she ended up like this.

What did I do wrong?

Did you say something wrong?

Or--

It was wrong from the beginning.

You should not pin your life on this way of survival.

This isn't right either.

Everyone will die, and accidents will always happen no matter what way you live, so we cannot conclude that it is wrong for this reason.

So, what exactly is the problem?

Why am I so unwilling to accept the "accident" that is bound to happen?

An astonishing obsession takes root and grows in my heart.

Attention turned elsewhere.

The body has forgotten to struggle.

His hands and feet drooped limply.

As if he were already dead.

"..."

Linga withdrew his hand.

Puff.

Yang Nai lay on his back on the hospital bed.

Tears blurred his eyes.

Breathing deeply, savoring the hard-earned air.

There were obvious fingerprints on her neck, which were particularly eye-catching. Combined with the hospital gown she was wearing and her extremely miserable appearance after being bullied, it was hard not to feel pity for her.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is a smile on her face that does not look like the smile of a pitiful person who needs sympathy from others.

It's not entirely crazy.

At least it hasn't developed to that extent yet.

But it's already very close.

If I had to find a suitable word to describe it, it would be pure wildness.

"I can see right away that you and I are the same kind of people."

Linga crossed his arms and said calmly.

“For some reason, I have to arm myself with muddy thoughts, and then wander around in interpersonal relationships, seeking the favor of others, and in order to gain benefits as food.”

His words made Yang Noi's breathing pause slightly, but other than that, she didn't react at all. It was unclear whether she turned a deaf ear to him or just acquiesced.

Linga continued, "I don't understand these, but I can see that you have made great achievements in this area... No, saying this is an insult to you. You are fully capable of becoming the 'queen' in everyone's eyes. In the eyes of others, your image should be 'perfect'."

"But... you should also know that to be the best at something, hard work and passion alone are not enough. You also need corresponding talent. Obviously, you have extraordinary talent, but it is not a social talent."

"Have you not realized yet? Disguising yourself perfectly, approaching others easily, gaining their favor, and seeking benefits to fill your stomach. This is the behavior of a hunter through and through. It is a common trick used by some predators in nature who are good at camouflage and surprise attacks."

After these words were spoken, Yang Nai could no longer remain silent. He supported his upper body with his hands with great difficulty, and stared at Linga with tears in his eyes.

Linga used his fingers to catch the tears dripping from her chin, licked them clean with his tongue, and said softly with an aggressive look in his eyes:

"I repeat, we are the same kind of people,"

"Ignore things I'm not interested in, but pay a lot of attention to things I'm interested in. However, because I'm too strong, I often use too much force and damage things, and I'll kill everything I hate."

"It is precisely because you are so similar that I was subconsciously attracted to you and did that."

"I say this not to justify my actions, but simply to let you know - if you were me, you would do the same thing as me."

Hearing these words, Yang Nai's pupils shrank and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

It was said right.

That's exactly what she does.

She never hid this.

Logically speaking, a person wearing the mask of a perfect superman should not allow himself to do things that may offend others.

Can a disguise that can't even suppress one's true nature be considered 'perfect'?

Of course not.

But can nature that can be suppressed still be called nature?

That doesn’t count either.

The conflict cannot be reconciled.

Yet he still insisted on carrying it through to the end.

Gradually, I can't tell whether it is a disguise or my true nature, or I regard my true nature as part of the disguise and regard the disguise as the norm.

Thus, a perfect "fake" was born.

In fact, Yang Noi is aware of this to a certain extent.

She didn't want her sister to become like this in the future, so she took herself into the quagmire, hugged her tightly with mud all over her body.

Use this disgusting method to help your sister adapt to the dirtiness of the mud, so that when she falls into the mud one day in the future, she can still live the rest of her life with an optimistic and calm attitude.

What a cruel yet beautiful great love.

But now looking back.

Love must be real.

But why does it have to be this way?

The answer is just as Linga said – one cannot help playing with things that interest him, and because his ability is too strong, he tends to break things if he plays with them too many times.

It is the desire for destruction derived from wildness.

The more Yang Nai thought about it, the calmer she became.

This is because instinct found the answer it wanted.

"And you, nearly killed me, just to tell me this?"

Yang Nai wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

When she took off the mask and revealed her true nature, her personality did not change drastically, but her bad temper and willful side were exposed, her words were sharp, and she became very difficult to get along with.

"I'm going to America. She will keep you safe until I come back."

"…What does this have to do with what you said to me?"

"Isn't what I mean clear enough?"

Linga stood up and looked down at Yang Nai, which gave her an unimaginable feeling of oppression and made her swallow unconsciously.

"You are my chosen partner. We are destined to be together for a long time in the future. It is necessary for us to increase our understanding of each other. In addition, I desire freedom more than anyone else and will pursue it to the end. I will not allow you to stay by my side with this mask of unfreedom."

"It's such an eyesore."

"So I broke your mask so that you can never wear it again in your life. To do this, I even used a rough method that you might like. Am I wrong?"

Even if you tend to treat others this way, it doesn't mean you like being treated this way.

Yang was secretly complaining in his heart.

and--

"I didn't agree to be your partner. After all, it's ridiculous to use such an aggressive method to increase mutual understanding. I doubt that if I agree to it, you will break your spine in your excitement one day in the future and die without knowing why."

"Then you have to be prepared to live alone for the rest of your life. Your body has already accepted me, so it is impossible for it to accept other males. I believe you have realized this, right?"

Linga meant something.

Yang Nai blinked and fell into deep thought.

Come to think of it… Ever since I was rescued, I have indeed felt irritated and repulsed when interacting with other men. Could this be what you are referring to?

"This is too strange."

"There's nothing strange about that. Strong females submit to stronger males, and I'm the strongest. Women who have accepted me will subconsciously reject the opposite sex who are weaker than me."

As he said that, Linga stood up, picked up one of Kusakabe Asako's legs and dragged her towards the bathroom.

Yang Nai asked in confusion: "Where are you taking her?"

Ling Jia paused and said without turning his head: "There is one thing I forgot to tell you. I can actually find people who have had close contact with me by following their 'smell'."

"That's how I found your location."

"This woman has a bad temper and might run away later, so you need to mark her. When she sobers up, tell her the whole story. This way, she will stay by your side obediently."

Yang Nai opened her mouth slightly, with a stunned and speechless expression.

Even if he was forced to accept the wildness deep in his heart, he still couldn't adapt to Linga's simple, rough, wild, and extremely efficient style of doing things for a while.

As the bathroom door was closed, an indescribable sound was soon heard.

Yang Nai's face turned red when he heard this.

In order to divert her attention, she rubbed her aching neck with one hand and scrolled through the news on her phone with the other.

As expected, the hot topics are all about certain people, or at least related to prehistoric civilization. You can feel the hot atmosphere through the screen.

More than half an hour later, Linga walked out of the bathroom, and a strong masculine scent instantly swept the entire room.

Yang Nai's fingers trembled slightly, his expression was very unnatural, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

Fortunately, Linga had no interest in doing anything to her and walked straight to the window as if to leave.

Just as he was about to jump out of the window, Yang Nai couldn't help but say, "Come to think of it, I don't even know your name."

"Linga."

"What a shame, you already have a name. I was thinking of picking one for you."

Yang No seemed a little regretful, then revealed a refreshing smile that was different from her usual disguise.

"My name is Yukinoshita Haruno. Although this is the second time we've met and I've been bullied quite a bit, I still want to say - please give me your guidance in the future."

"By the way, when you stripped those people naked at the construction site earlier, wasn't it to protect me and not to make me stand out?"

Linga glanced at her with a little surprise, unexpectedly she was an acquaintance.

As for the question she raised, he just pretended not to hear it.

……

After Linga left, Yang Nai closed his eyes quietly.

Even if I close my eyes, all I can see is the figure of Linga, and all I can think about is Linga.

Is this love?