The heart is beating [Fifth Personality]

I didn't want to speak, but I was answering him in my heart.

whatever.

You can do whatever you want, anyway, I have no ability to resist wherever you want to put me.

I sniffled from the cold, and closed my eyes resignedly.

His eyes still fell on my face, always with the penetrating power of conquering a city, and his sense of presence was colder and stronger than the raindrops falling on my face.

I don't like being stared at like this, in order to avoid it, I subconsciously buried my face deeper into his arms.

Then I immediately felt that this was not right... Our current posture is already weird, and my movement of shrinking into his arms is even more wrong.

If it wasn't for him walking in the rain holding me like this in this eerie and terrifying manor, I would almost have thought he was my lover.

Of course, in addition to the wrong environment, location, and weather, the person holding me is also weird and unreasonable.

If I hadn't come here after receiving the invitation letter, I don't think I would have met this person in my life, let alone fell in love with him.

The very thought of that moment strikes me as utterly absurd.

Fortunately, the biting cold kept me awake and calm.

He stood there with his head down, looking at me like this for a long time, as if he wanted to wait for my response, but I silently rejected him.

I thought that the big red leather chair he mentioned was the final destination before the end of his life, but I didn't expect that this was still not his destination.

After I deliberately ignored him, he didn't react too much, he just hugged me and continued walking for a while, until I felt that there was no more rain falling on my body, and he realized that we had already left the outside.

I turned my face away from his arms, wanting to look at the surrounding environment, but unexpectedly found that I had been to this place before.

...It was the church that I escaped from before.

Everything is still the same, except for the sparse and weak candle lights on the walls, nothing has changed.

I thought he would push me down on the pew in the church like last time, but he didn't do what I expected.

After entering the arch of the church, he turned a corner and walked two steps against the wall.

He... holding me down the stairs?

I think this is not an illusion, his steps are too steady, walking downhill is the same as walking on flat ground, I can't feel the ups and downs of my body in his arms.

Because of my posture, I couldn't see the road ahead, all I could see was the ceiling above my head seemed to be getting higher and the road ahead seemed to be getting darker.

This church... Is there another floor under the ground?

This is too weird!

In fact, some churches have basements when they are built.But I'm not a Christian, and I haven't been to a few churches in my life, so I don't know the purpose of these basements.

But the crypt of this church... I dare not imagine that there is anything more bizarre in this place.

Lying in the arms of the scissorsman, I could only see two narrow walls rising little by little as he descended the stairs, like the gates of hell gradually opening.

It feels so depressing!

I tightly held the scalpel in my hand, not knowing what to do for a while.

Because of the posture problem, I am not fully sure that I can kill myself with a single knife. I don't think this is the best time...

Well, of course there is another very important reason. After he caught me and didn't do anything to me the first time, I started to get lucky.

After one accident, maybe there will be a second, third... and this time.

I know this idea is a bit of a gamble, but after all, no one wants to end their life so easily.

This is probably the inferiority of human beings, always taking chances.If there is still a glimmer of life, then why should I choose to die.

I subconsciously don't want to think about why he caught me again and again without hurting me. I always feel that the answer to this question will not be too good.

He walked without a sound. In such silence and darkness, I was so close to him that I couldn't hear his breathing and heartbeat!

The walls on both sides are getting higher and higher, and the passage leading to the ground is getting darker and darker. The cool wind blows up from below, making me shiver violently.

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked in a low voice: "You want to take me—"

"Shhh—be quiet." He interrupted me, and his pace stopped immediately.

For a few seconds, it was eerily quiet.

Then, he suddenly turned around and walked back with me in his arms, his tone a little annoyed: "Ha! There is still someone here."

The author has something to say: JJ's system is really hard to describe, alas~~

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