Am I this skinny in another world?

Someone wanted to escape from the abyss, but was swallowed by the abyss.

The arrival of black and white impermanence also brought the custom of flower growers. The owner of the manor showed mercy to allow the noisy Tanabata temple fair to appear from Oletis, but how many people are warm and cold behind the bustle, I won’t say much here.

It wasn't the first time that Qiu Shengjie, who had run out of fun with his companions, turned into the supervisor's dormitory and saw that he was skilled in movements.Supervisor Jie raised his eyes to see that the young man patted his clothes and sat down on the opposite side, and poured himself a cup of tea unceremoniously.

Qiu Shengjie took a sip, and it always tasted like his own brew.

"Suddenly remembered that the reason why I became a supervisor was that I didn't want to write a diary...Although I haven't written a single one now." On the wall of the cup, "The diary is for myself."

Not to entertain or talk to others.

Someone likes to make fun of others, he is not.

"Do you remember that person? "He" also likes to write a diary." Guan Jie suddenly spoke up, with a touch of memory in his tone, as if he had inadvertently mentioned the lonely geese on the lake in the sunset, and caught a glimpse.

It was the past that only they knew, but the man's words contained the temptation to invade his private domain.This made the boy who had been talking to himself before blink silently, as if he was thinking about something.

"So that's how it is." The boy in the Survivor's skin murmured, with the smell of tea on his fingertips.

"It's 'I' who survived, Jack." Qiu Shengjie raised his head, the angle of looking up slightly made people uncomfortable, but he still stared at the man whose eyes dimmed silently, with a provocative smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm—'good boy'."

This is their difference.

One is a "good boy" who "luckily" survived, and the other is a "bad boy" who won a big victory.

Qiu Shengjie held the teacup in his hand: "I stopped writing a diary before he disappeared, that thing is useless."

The mutation also started at that time, or even a long time ago, and he pretended to be calm and ignored the change in his heart.

"At first, I was afraid that I would disappear. After all, that person always has malicious intentions, like a demon that suddenly attached to me. When I fell asleep, he appeared, and he made no effort to conceal his existence. Missing memories for no reason, strange eyes from people around, lost and damaged items... His existence and color gradually occupied my life. Writing a diary is also to keep myself and fight back subtly.” —— Not realistic ineffective counterattack.

"He tempted me." Qiu Shengjie said firmly, "If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't—at least not so early—discover my true nature."

"No matter how hard we struggle, we all shed the blood of the 'Ripper'."

"I began to find that red is pretty good-looking, as well as the joy of digging deep. I don't have any negative feelings about the crying and screaming of the dead, praying and wailing, etc., and I don't have any pity at all... I I deceive myself and others. Is human nature really important?" Qiu Shengjie remembered the wrapped "gift" when he woke up, and a burst of cruel pleasure surged in his heart - he couldn't refuse it.That whispering voice from hell was his own.

"I only know that what I'm panicking about is: Is the powerless insistence on justice out of habit, reason, or the true desire of the heart?"

The answer is obvious.

He enjoys the time of cutting open flesh and watching the blood flow.

"Jack, I was swallowed by that abyss." The boy said with a smile, his malice overflowing like black mud.

Guan Jie, who hadn't made a fuss for a long time, calmed down after listening, and accepted that he in another world was not the original "he".

The good boy that this man knew who loves to paint has never been able to add another stroke to the unfinished scroll that was smeared with blood by him, but Qiu Shengjie did it - he broke through the original frame, using blood and Life has completed a "masterpiece".Supervisor Jie didn't want to know how the "bad boy" who was strangled by the blackened "good boy" in the applause was feeling.

He only knew that he was the one who survived in this world.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss is closed by itself.

"Why don't you go outside?" It was Qiu Shengjie who broke the mysterious silence.

"Didn't you go too?" Guan Jie also broke out of a certain emotion in an instant, and confronted him.

"Isn't there someone waiting for me here?" The boy nodded on the table in front of him.

If you drink alone, why put two cups.

【End】

The author has something to say: ——I am waiting because I know you will come.

With the swollen face added settings.

The timeline is 18 years, so there is black and white.