What is your choice? ?

You have chosen [D. Pick up the needle with nutrient on the ground]

———————————————————————————————————

You took a few steps back, but you were not frightened by the gloomy expression on the shampoo boy's face.After going through the last week, you have clearly understood that his hypocrisy at this time is just the end of his strength.

Looking at the hair-washing boy who is chattering, you suddenly feel ridiculous.It is also at this time that you finally realize how wrong your original self was.

——How could the hair-washing boy be a hunter?He doesn't know anything at all, he just has a mouth that can deceive people.

You are the one who is favored by the goddess of fate. After all, as long as you have the golden finger of death retrospection, you can keep avoiding the worst ending, even if it means you have to experience countless deaths.

The hair-washing boy approached you step by step, but he didn't find a trace of fear in your expression, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.You could expose his disguise and ridicule him, but you have no interest in doing that.You feel that after all you have experienced, your mood is becoming more and more tired and numb, and you can't bear the slightest desire for revenge.So, you just stared at the shampoo boy blankly, keeping a distance of a few meters from each other at all times.

Now you only hope that the effect of the medicine will take effect quickly, and the other party can lose the ability to move by themselves.

And your expectations were soon fulfilled, and within a moment, the hair-washing boy's knees suddenly softened, and his whole body seemed to be a machine whose screws had been unscrewed, and he staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.

He raised his head, and the previous leisurely complacency was gone on his face.But there was no fear or tension on his face, his expression was very calm, as if he was not worried about his situation at all.

"What are you going to do? Take the opportunity to kill me and take revenge on me?" The hair-washing boy knelt on the knees, with one hand propped by his side, his eyelids tended to droop, but his expression wasn't that embarrassing. Draw a few more strokes at me to vent your anger, you can't do things like killing people."

You stood not far away, and a strong desire to confide suddenly rose in your heart.This desire to confide is not directed at anyone—not to the shampoo guy, let alone yourself.

You just suddenly wanted to say something, and this indescribable urge pried open your closed mouth, and you opened it without knowing it.

"As you said, I am a cowardly person and I don't have the courage to kill you. But what position do you have to insinuate my cowardice? You always seem to put yourself in a position of the highest moral point, mocking me I'm not determined, watching me make a series of gaffes. What's the point of doing this to you?"

"I will not lay hands on you, because I will not turn your fault into my sin."

When you finally finished speaking, you realized that the other person had already collapsed on the ground, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have lost consciousness.

Looking at the shampoo boy lying quietly on the concrete floor, you suddenly feel lost.

The air fell into a dead silence again, as if the leading actor on the stage was suddenly absent due to his poor condition, so you were the only actor left on the empty stage, surrounded by the spotlight awkwardly, reciting the lines of the bad street while talking with the stage. The bewildered audience stared wide-eyed.

You are confused about your situation, and you feel absurd about the insincere words that just came out of your mouth.

God, this is so vulgar.

Why do I read this kind of charity line when the righteous character gives the villain a hand?Obviously, the root cause of my reluctance to do so is not some shitty guilt.

I'm simply terrified of killing people...

——I am a coward, never a saint, let alone a hunter with a gun.

You don't trust the shampoo guy very much, so you waited for a while, and after confirming that he was really lethargic due to the effect of sleeping pills, you walked towards him carefully, and picked up the nutritional supplements on the ground. needle tube.

Yes, after thinking for a while, you decide to inject yourself with nutrient solution first.

Now you are already physically and mentally exhausted, and you don't know what will happen next. In order to prevent yourself from falling to the ground due to lack of energy, you decide to restore your energy first.

Just as you place the needle under the skin on the side of your neck and try to push the medicine inside into your vein, you suddenly stop.

Is the needle really filled with nutrients?

The moment this thought arises in your mind, you suddenly feel that the needle hanging above your skin is like a poisonous needle with a thorn.

Although after waking up this time, you didn't react inappropriately, following the idea of ​​the hair-washing brother, this is indeed a nutrient.But what if it is not filled with nutrients, but something else?

Can you really trust the words of the shampoo boy and inject this unknown liquid into your body?

The moment you question the nutritional supplement, you have the answer in your heart.

——You don't believe him, you can't insert a needle into your own vein without scruple.

But at the same time, you also understand that in your current state, without the assistance of nutrients, you will soon lose your strength.

So under balance, you plan to inject a small portion of the nutrient into the shampoo boy's body, and then inject the rest of the nutrient into yourself after confirming that there is no harm.

With this mentality in mind, you hold the forearm of the hair-washing boy hanging down to your side with one hand, and plunge the needle into his skin with the other.

After injecting that small portion of the liquid medicine into the opponent's body, you stared at him without blinking, nervously waiting for the reaction after the injection.

At first, there was no reaction from the other party.

But within a few minutes, you realized that the other person's skin was gradually turning red.You subconsciously put your hand on his reddened skin, and unexpectedly found that the temperature on the surface of his skin was frighteningly hot.

A burst of panic suddenly hit your heart, and you finally realized that your guess was true.

——It contains no nutritional supplements at all.

There is hot skin under your hands, but your heart fell into the ice cellar in an instant.

You watched helplessly as the shampoo boy's skin became more and more swollen, like an inflated red balloon, expanding bit by bit, making his muscle-covered skin thin and clear.At the same time, the temperature of his skin is so hot that you can no longer touch it.

Looking at his body that has swelled beyond recognition and the surface of his skin that was as red as a tomato, your heart suddenly dropped.You suddenly have a strange premonition, as if the other party will stop here forever, and you will never see his annoying face again.

Not long after, the shortness of breath of the shampoo boy suddenly stopped.You lowered your eyes and poked your fingers under his nose.

Not breathing.

he died.

The death of the hair-washing boy was caught off guard, so you were not prepared for it at all.

Looking at his lifeless, twisted body, you suddenly feel a sense of sadness.You are not pitying the other party's experience. After all, this is the nourishment he prepared, and he deserves what he has fallen into.You feel chilled because his death reminds you of your own death—his situation makes you sad.

You suddenly start fantasizing about how you will appear to others every time you die.At that time, were you as weak and weak as the hair-washing boy, with an ugly death?

You have no way to answer this question. To be precise, no one can answer your question.

You are all God's puppets, and death is not up to you to decide. The only difference between you and the shampoo boy is that you are God's most favored puppet, so you are qualified to repeatedly perform in such grand and grand plays.

Pop, pop, pop.

Suddenly, you seem to hear the sparse applause below.

The audience is applauding you.

You know you won't be able to sleep, but because you haven't had your nutritional supplements for so long, you've finally lost your energy and become unconscious.

After a while, you fell asleep.

When you open your eyes again, what you see is a face that is close at hand.You were taken aback by the face that almost overlapped with yours, and it took a while to realize that it was just a mirror.It is your face reflected in the mirror...or rather, the face of the owner of this body.

That's right, you're in a lucid dream again.

You've never seen the face of the man in your dream, and this is the first time he's showing his true colors in front of you.But for some reason, looking at those young and soft facial features, you have a very familiar feeling, as if the scene in the mirror makes you accustomed to it, so familiar that it makes you bored.

At this time, you suddenly feel that your eyes are blurred.In the mirror, those big deer-like clear eyes also became wet and shiny.He blinked, and the thin tears in your eyes quickly collapsed, like dewdrops on young leaves.

Although there is no superfluous expression on the face of the person in the mirror, except for the glistening tear stains on the cheeks, there is no trace of emotion, but you feel like your heart is being tightly squeezed by someone, and you are so uncomfortable that you can't breathe.Depression and bitterness overwhelm you, so the tears in the eyes of the person in the mirror fall more cheerfully, making him weak and fragile, but with a strange sense of beauty.

At this moment, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, embracing you in your arms.

Only then do you realize that you are not the only one reflected in the mirror.

"Isn't that good? We can be together aboveboard."

Standing behind you is a man who is half a head taller than you, and at this moment he is whispering affectionately in your ear.

"That's what it means to be upright? Do you know how badly I was rumored in school? Do you know that Mr. Jiang may expel me from the troupe at any time?"

Tears flowed into your mouth as you opened and closed, sour like bile.When you think of this, your emotions suddenly rise, and your brows and eyes that were originally indifferent are suddenly twisted, revealing a look of grief and pain.

"Shen Dian, how can you treat me like this! You and Cheng Jin are worse than animals!

When you said this, you covered your face and wept, your shoulders shook violently.A burst of suppressed cries poured out from the fingers soaked in tears.

"I hate you!"

You opened your eyes and found that your face was wet, and when you wiped it with your finger, it was full of tears.

The emotions of the person in the dream still seem to be stuck in your heart, making it impossible for you to distinguish your emotions from his for a while.His expressionless face with tears and the appearance of him breaking down and crying are deeply etched in your mind, making you unforgettable for a long time.

At the same time, the sense of familiarity given to you by the person in the dream becomes stronger again.

You must have met him at one time, or even been intimately related to him, otherwise it was impossible to see his face without being surprised.

Just when you wanted to speculate about your relationship with him, a hand gently landed on your shoulder.You startled suddenly, and looked up, only to find that the man in the mask was leaning over and staring at you quietly.

The white mask on the opponent's face reminds you of the scene when you were questioned by Mori.Your body trembled reflexively, and you were not relieved until the other party took out the note in his pocket.

——The one standing in front of you is Cheng Jin who is willing to communicate with you, not the cruel and brutal Sheng Jing.

But when you think about it, you suddenly recall the accusation against Cheng Jin by the person in your dream.

He called Cheng Jin inferior to an animal, obviously because he had an irresolvable hatred with Cheng Jin.

At the same time, you also found that the horrific corpse of the shampoo boy has disappeared.

At this point, you decide—

【A. Silence】

[B. Pick up the needle tube with "nutrients" on the side]

[C. Take the pen and paper from the other party and ask the other party if you have mutual friends]

【D. Take the pen and paper from the opponent's hand, then tear the note in two】