In the dark and bloody silence, Lin En also turned his head, and his face seemed to suddenly show the same sad smile as before, as if with some kind of expectation:

"Do you really think so? Do you really not regard me as a monster? Are you really... not afraid of me?"

It's like a self-questioning question.

It's like a torture that goes straight to the depths of the soul.

He used such a hopeful tone to tactfully raise this essential question to her.

She opened her mouth aimlessly and looked at the broken smiling face in front of her. It seemed like a mirror. Under such a distorted form, she was sad but like a child, longing for the answer from her.

Constantly trying to pretend not to care about anything, blindly hiding those fears in my heart, but still so eager to be recognized.

Like...

It's like...

For a moment, it's like a huge surge of sorrow is churning crazily in your heart, strangling you constantly and making your eyes red.

But she still suppressed it with all her strength, her huge and deformed body trembling helplessly.

Because she didn't know how to answer.

But she still wanted to say...

It was like the answer she had always wanted.

"I'm not afraid of you! It's not like I don't... don't understand you, why should I be afraid of you! No matter how you look like, you haven't really become bad, I... why should I be afraid of you!"

She suppressed it almost with a cry, holding back the tears but still couldn't help but burst out of her eyes.

"Why should I be afraid of you!"

That tone was almost like a breakdown and venting, and almost instantly she screamed out unbearably.

I was so sad that I couldn't help crying loudly.

The squeezed and twisted form that almost occupies the entire alien space seems to be telling the oppression that has always been hidden.

And Lin En's face finally showed a soft smile again.

Look at her distorted expression as she cries.

He gently stretched out his broken hand towards her and said:

"Yeah, you said it, why should I be afraid of you? It's not like I don't understand you, and you haven't become very bad, so why should I laugh at you, and why shouldn't I treat you as a friend?"

"You didn't look at me strangely because I looked like this, so why do you think I would look at you like that?"

"Haven't you already written down the papers to become my "girlfriend"? Then wouldn't I disown you just because you become someone else? What do you think?"

It's like it goes straight to the heart.

She was choking down like a little animal, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

Just like a lolita.

It's fragile, as if it will break if the wind is just a little bit stronger.

Linn closed his eyes, then struggled to support his shattered and twisted body, stretched out his arms that were almost boneless, and stretched out his hands without any grudge, hugging the deformed and twisted huge piece of meat in front of him.

Even if the thick serous fluid flows down, there are countless synapses of flesh and blood and cysts that exude a foul smell.

But what does that matter?

"As long as you are not afraid of me, then we will still be good friends, and this will never change. Because my heart has not changed. The cat that talked to you before was me, and the monster now is also me. As long as you don't

Even if you hate me, I will still like you, because no matter what I become, I have never lied to you."

He closed his eyes, hugged her peacefully, and talked to her.

In the quiet vast darkness.

The twisted and deformed flesh and blood tissue and pieces of flesh were clearly terrifying to the extreme, but yet they were embraced peacefully.

And finally.

Accompanied by a crashing cry.

The deformed and twisted flesh and blood tissue finally sobbed hard and hugged Linn tightly, as if it wanted to vent all its grievances and collapse and pour it out to him.

But when it reached his mouth, all that was left was the whimpering like a little beast.

echoed for a long time.

Because just like what he said, I have never lied to you, and I have never become very bad, so as long as you don't hate me, you don't laugh at me, you are not afraid of me, I will still...

will like you.

for a long time.

for a long time.

They kept hugging each other until the sobbing sounds became lower and lower.

Lin En then opened his eyes, gently relaxed his arms, adjusted his monocle with a smile, looked at the still huge and trembling deformed piece of flesh in front of him and said:

"Are you feeling better? Now, are you going to expel me abominably? I have been expelled by you several times!"

Linn poked her seriously.

Pretend to be angry and want to accuse her.

That look really makes people burst into laughter.

But she still tried hard to contain her emotions and whispered:

"I...I didn't let you come here...it was you who kept trying to break in. I...I just kicked you out because you are just a hateful and annoying guy, huh."

As if trying to shirk responsibility, Lin En shook his head for a moment, looking extremely annoyed.

"Ah...that's it. If I knock on the door first when I go down and break in, does that count as breaking in? Will you not chase me away?"

The voice choked and gave a loud "hum".

"Not necessarily, who knows."

Linn grinned, with a lively and sunny smile on his face. Although the broken cheek still looked so bloody and terrifying, it was unexpectedly sunny.

He sat down cross-legged with difficulty.

Holding the cheek that no longer existed, he blinked and looked at her and said:

"So, is there anything you want to say to me? Like backlash, like wanting to blame it on me, but accidentally falling into it? Do you want to say it?"

The huge and deformed flesh fell silent.

She didn't answer his words.

And as if she wanted to get some kind of confirmation again, she asked in a low voice:

"Just... aren't you curious about why I am like this... You should be scared, right? The writer sister you have always fantasized about is actually this twisted and disastrous look..."

Lin En still held her chin and said with a smile:

"No, I'm not curious, and I'm not afraid either."

"Why... why..."

Her voice became lower and lower as if she had no confidence.

Linn exhaled and stretched hard. As a result, his body seemed to fall apart, and his internal organs could no longer be stretched and flowed out.

"There doesn't need to be any reason, and haven't I already said it before?"

His smiling eyes are particularly charming.

"Whether you are a quill, a beautiful lady, a Behemoth, or something even more terrifying, to me, you are all very good friends who have helped me... Well, I'm sorry,

Just correct it a little bit.”

He took out the note she had written before from the system space, and said seriously and solemnly:
Chapter completed!