The heart is beating [Fifth Personality]

What the hell is this man talking about! ?

I can't understand his behavior at all.

But I realized one thing... I don't know where this feeling comes from, whether it is correct, whether I should indulge my own thoughts, or choose to wake up and stay sane.

He is dangerous, there is no doubt about it.

That sharp scissor hand—even though he hides this hand behind his back now, as long as he wants to, he can easily leave a wound on my body.

He is also invisible, appearing and disappearing out of thin air like a ghost.

His moving speed is definitely not the speed of a normal human being. Although I can't accurately measure a specific value, I can be sure that the fact that he ran away from under his nose twice before may not be all due to luck .

I realized the fact that it was as easy for him to catch me as a walk in his own garden.

Maybe I was just a hare he found in his garden and it was too easy for him to catch me.

And the reason why I was able to run away was probably because he felt that the process of chasing was more fun, so he allowed me to run wild under his nose.

When I tried to poke his eyes with a scalpel before, he could have killed me directly with scissors.

But he let me go. Apart from verbal threats, he didn't do any actual harm to me.

I have no way of knowing why.

But a devil is a devil, and even a moment of kindness can't change this fact. This man is definitely more dangerous than imagined.

I must not let my guard down on this!

But I have to admit that my fear of him is getting lower and lower.

I looked at his pale mask, looked at his left eye, and told myself desperately that he was dangerous and would hurt me at any time.

Just as I was looking at him, he was also looking at me.

He stood in front of me like a gentleman, looking at me.

But I couldn't bear this kind of staring, so I chose to avoid it.

Lowering my head, I looked at the stains on my little white shoes, looked at the damaged and dirty red carpet on the ground but could still see its former beauty, looked at the floor tiles cracked a thin crack but still solid...

Anyway, everything is fine, just don't let me see him for now.

The matter of letting go of his vigilance, and the feeling that as long as he doesn't resist him, his life will not be in danger, are all wrong!

I lowered my head, my heart was in a mess.

Maybe it's because the distance between us is getting closer, maybe it's because he has a beautiful side face under the mask, maybe he has a sharp scissors hand but hasn't really hurt me, maybe it's because I've been from him several times. The experience of my men fleeing, maybe I just tried to hurt him but he didn't punish me for it...

Maybe it's because he just dropped a light kiss on the side of my cheek.

Either way, he's dangerous.

I told myself that I am still participating in a weird game in a weird manor. Compared with the bonus and life, it is self-evident that the most important thing is to escape from here.

This man doesn't hurt me at this moment, it doesn't mean he will never hurt me...

"Click-"

Not far outside the church, there was a sound that the cipher machine was successfully deciphered.

It's so faint, I don't think I'd be able to hear it if it wasn't so quiet in here.

This should be the second, if no other cipher machine has been broken during this time.

There are three cipher machines...you can escape.

I raised my head immediately after hearing the sound, and the man also looked in the direction of the sound source.

But unlike me, he was a little angry.

"Tsk—these stupid and vile things!"

I saw him turn his head and look at me, his eyes instantly became aggressive.

He scanned me from head to toe, passing through my body like a searchlight, trying to see inside of me.

I saw him slowly take out the scissor hand from behind, twist his wrist, and slowly raise his hand, the cold light on the jackknife flickered.

The five pocket knives ended up on my right cheek, rubbing back and forth.

It has to be said that his gesture of raising his hand is very elegant and noble.

Of course, the premise of appreciating his textbook-like noble and graceful posture is that I cannot be the one who is likely to be hacked to death by him in the next second.

The force he rubbed against my cheek with the back of the knife was not too strong, I think to him, the force might be the same as a caress.But I just feel that as long as he uses a little strength, the flesh on my face will be scraped off by him.

He looked at me with an aggressive gaze like a shackle, forcing me to look into his eyes.

"Call my name, little white rabbit."

"...Jack?" I heard my voice tremble slightly in the air.

I think, the moment he put the scissors hands on my face, all the fluke mentality before was defeated by itself.

In fact, I don't need to do any self-reflection at all, reality will teach me to be a human being.

"Yes, remember this name. From now on, your heart can only beat for me. I'm going to deal with a little matter now, you stay here obediently, don't run away, okay?"

I feel his scissor hands slide down my cheeks, down my neck, and stop.

Threat.

Another threat.

No matter how gentle his tone is, I can't ignore that this is a threat.

But I had to give in.

"I won't... I won't run away."

Physiological habits made me swallow involuntarily, and the slight movement of my neck and throat made me feel the sharpness of the jackknife more clearly. I thought that even the back of the knife could cut my throat.

The pain brought back my fear, but luckily I kept my sanity.

He should be planning to put me here to chase the person who just deciphered the cipher machine.

He didn't want me to escape and he couldn't take me to chase people, so he threatened me to wait for him to come back here.

"I'll... be here forever." I quickly promised, hoping that he would get out of here as soon as possible.

He withdrew his hand in satisfaction, stood where he was, and his body disappeared bit by bit.

During this process, he kept looking into my eyes. In order to win his trust and let him leave at ease, I had to pretend to be sincere and stare at him until he completely disappeared into the void.

"If you lie to me, I won't be kind to you anymore. Although a little white rabbit with legs is cuter, I hate that it jumps around all day just to escape from me."

In the church, I can no longer see his body, I can only hear the threatening voice getting farther and farther away.

It was so quiet in the church, I could even hear the wind and the crows far away outside.

I turned my head to look at the direction where the cipher machine made the sound—the direction he left, and he never appeared in the pictures I could see.

But what I'm sure of is that he hasn't left here, and I can feel his gaze lingering on my face, just like waiting for dinner in the lobby.

His gaze has weight to me, I can feel it.

Suddenly, he felt lighter.

he's gone……

he's gone!

How should I judge him?

Does he really believe that I will sit here and wait for him to come back?

I don't know how he sees it, but the answer to the question is hard for me.

What is it to sit here and wait for him to come back and give up running away to leave a glimmer of life?Or leave here regardless of leaving here and hurry to decipher the remaining three cipher machines and escape to heaven?

I can't think of an answer.

But I have to use reason to analyze whether this behavior is right or wrong. After all, I cannot bear the imminent consequences of choosing a wrong choice.

Perhaps running away is a great instinct of human beings.

In doing multiple-choice questions, I can't be outstanding.But the second I was sure he was leaving, I still wanted to run.

In fact, I agree with his words very much. If someone dares to make a promise to me and lie to me like this, I will not let him go easily.

But the premise is that I have to catch that person.

Similarly, if he wants to do anything to me, he must catch me again.

Now there are at most three cipher machines left, this is my only chance, how could I just sit here like this, resigned to my fate and wait for him to come back!

I must get out of here!

The author has something to say: I am back.

We've held hands and pulled Gogou before, I'm sure I won't cheat! !

Thank you for waiting patiently, all the cuties, come over and give them a kiss (づ￣[-]￣)づ

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The inner journey of the heroine written in the first half of this chapter can be summed up in one sentence:

Second Olympic!I was kissed!

... a little shy? (*／ω＼＊)

Well~~ Just kidding.