What is your choice? ?

You have chosen [D. Write "a person who makes me unforgettable"]

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You hesitated for a while but still didn't know how to write.

Cheng Jin said it was a severed finger found in your house, but you thought what he said was ridiculous.

Fingers soaked in formalin?How could you have such a thing in your apartment?

But you gradually stopped laughing.

How did Cheng Jin know what's in your house?

There's only one answer to that question—he's rummaged through your apartment himself.And there is only one person who has access to your apartment without your knowledge.

——The perverted killer who followed you and strangled you to death repeatedly.

This conclusion is unexpected and reasonable.You didn't know many people, and the only person who could have hatred against you was that perverted killer, even if you didn't know why the other party hated you so much.

In this way, your previous guess is indeed correct.The kidnapper's target was you from beginning to end, Xiao Xianrou was just dragged down.

You feel confused, scared, guilty and angry.

But you can't release the mixed feelings in your heart, you can only digest these feelings that make you angry.

But no matter how dissatisfied you are with the masked man now, and whether his words are nonsense, you have to make a choice.

This time, the back of the note did not say "keep honest", which may mean that even if you lie, you will not be punished.But you feel that this answer is like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If Cheng Jin can reveal some valuable information because of your answer, then this will give you a clearer understanding of the current situation.

Yes, you believe that the other party is the psycho killer who broke into your house, but you don't believe that the other party actually found fingers soaked in formalin in your apartment.

This is certainly throwing dirty water on you, and his purpose in doing so is well worth exploring.

Is he trying to force you to admit your mistake?Or do you just want to scare you?

You can't think of a reasonable explanation from left to right, so you have to write ambiguously.

"He was a man I will never forget."

Just as you hit the period at the end of the sentence, you suddenly stop.

At that moment, countless pieces of fragmentary memories seemed to be forcefully pressed into your brain with fingers.

...leaves you confused and helpless.

You put down your pen, walked to the broken test tube in a trance, squatted down and picked up the long-stiff finger inside, as if you completely forgot that you were afraid of the severed finger a few minutes ago.

Those memories that flooded into your brain just now told you that the owner of this finger is indeed someone you know, and you were not wrong when you answered that he was your "unforgettable person".

This person died on your birthday, chopped up piece by piece with your kitchen boning knife.His broken internal organs and blood were washed down the sewer by you, and the large organ tissues and skeleton were disassembled by you in garbage bags and thrown in a garbage disposal plant more than ten kilometers away from your home.

You casually threw the ring on his left ring finger into a trash bag containing dismembered corpses, leaving that already stiff and gray finger soaked in a jar full of formalin, like an ironic souvenir.

Therefore, he is indeed a person who makes you unforgettable.

He was the person you killed after calmly planning, and he is also your only relative in this world.

—your stepfather.

You clearly realize that this is not a dream, but a fragment of memory.

But at the same time, you feel that these flashing memories are not real, as if you are spying on another person's memory through a thin veil.

But you know this is just your delusion.

His face is exactly the same as yours, and his voice is also the same.It's just that the temperament around him is completely different from yours.

It is a kind of dismissive, long-term indifference outside the masses.

It makes you think of yourself in the mirror for no reason, the "he" that makes you unable to figure it out.

The protagonist of these memories is not only you, but also the ubiquitous man beside you.Almost the moment you saw him, you knew who he was—your stepfather, the man who raised you alone.

Your stepfather is a handsome man with a handsome appearance, and he is gentle and polite in his dealings with others, but there is a strange sense of subtlety for no reason.

He is so close to you, making physical contact with you all the time.His goodnight kiss is never on your cheek but on your lips.And he always hugs and hugs you without saying anything, and repeatedly asks you to sit on his lap with your legs spread apart.

He never did anything too deviant or touched your sensitive parts.But the way he kisses the back of your ear, the touch of his fingertips floating on your collarbone makes your scalp tingle and your whole body feel uncomfortable.

Not to mention the numb and sarcastic self in memory.

In your memory, you never resisted your stepfather's overly intimate behavior.You have a cold attitude, but let him do whatever he wants, only the disdain and disgust faintly across your face let you know that you are disgusted with this situation.

However, this situation did not last long.As you grow older, the expression on your face becomes more distant, and the obvious disgust is buried under the stylized skin.

You seem to have gradually become accustomed to your stepfather's physical contact, and you no longer feel conflicted with him.

——Until the night of your 18th birthday, you deliberately got your stepfather drunk, calmly dismembered him and completed a series of follow-up tasks in an orderly manner.

Other memories are short and jumpy, only this memory of dismembering the dead stepfather's body is extremely clear and smooth, making you feel as if you were there.

Looking at the chopped stump and the blood splashing in the bathtub, a stench of blood seems to rush towards your face, making you caught off guard.

You close your eyes tightly to try to shield your brain, but those memories are like a jet of water from a broken faucet, menacing.

So you can only watch silently as you clean up your stepfather's body step by step in your memory, and the blood-stained bathroom gradually returns to its original cleanliness.

is this me?You ask yourself, but find yourself unable to answer.

You can't deny that this is not you, but you are deeply afraid of yourself in the dream.

You feel that this "you" is terrifyingly calm.

——Because your hand didn't tremble at all when you cut the knife.

It will be a long time before you wake up again.

You find yourself sitting on the ground with your knees folded, and the pool of debris and severed fingers in front of you has been cleaned up as if it never existed.

You touched the side with your hand, and you realized that the blank paper on which you wrote the answer has disappeared, and it seems that the masked man took it away.

You supported your dizzy head and slowly stood up from the ground.

At this moment, you suddenly realized that something was wrong.

This room was originally very dark, with only one light source at the window, so the second half of the room was almost completely dark.This also makes you basically unable to see the furnishings in the second half of the room clearly, and can only see the vague outlines inside.

And now, you suddenly realize that there seems to be something in the corner.

It looks like...it looks like a curled up person.

You were shocked by your conjecture, but you couldn't continue to ignore the existence in the corner, so you had to cautiously approach the unknown object in the corner.

When you finally walked to the corner, you found that it was indeed a person, but he was tied up with hemp rope, his mouth was gagged, and he seemed to be in a coma.

You squat down to look at the person's face, only to be surprised to find that this person is no stranger to you.

——He is the shampoo guy, Sheng Dian.

At the same time, you notice a note on his forearm.

You take off the note and take a closer look.

"Today is the third day you have been here. You must be very hungry. This is the gift I prepared for you, your food. Of course, you can also choose to love your little lover and do nothing."

food?lover?

You just think everything on this note is ridiculous.But before you can continue to think, you hear a small sound on the floor.

You subconsciously crumpled the note in your hand, and looked down, and sure enough, you saw the hair-washing boy with his eyes blindfolded, as if he had just become conscious.

At this time, you choose-

【A. Silence】

【B. Ask him why he is here】

【C. Tell him about the existence of this note】

【D. Untie the shampoo guy】