“Is this fear of ‘twilight’ a part of Russell’s character?

"What is it that I'm afraid of? Is this fear real?"

Russell's voice kept changing, and his face was dripping like a melted oil painting.

The arms he used to cover his face changed rapidly.

Old people's hands, children's hands, men's hands, women's hands...

"I think I can see through other people's minds, but I can't even see myself clearly. So what if... the person I'm looking at is me in the mirror?"

Russell stretched out his hand and subconsciously touched it in front of him.

There seems to be a magic mirror ahead, leading to a psychedelic and unknown world.

The right arm that was constantly flowing and changing seemed to want to touch it, but also seemed to be gradually sucked in by it.

As if dreaming, He murmured in a low voice: "If I didn't know that it was me when I saw myself in the mirror... what would I see?"

"——Don't think nonsense."

Delphinium's voice sounded steadily and firmly: "You are Russell."

At this moment, Delphinium suddenly reached out and grabbed Russell's arm forcefully.

At that moment, the constantly changing arms suddenly returned to Russell's original slender arms.

When Russell woke up, he saw Delphinium sitting in his arms, with his back to him, tightly grasping his right arm and wrist, and in front of him, he wanted to reach out to him, but his expression was complicated and he did not dare to move.

bad day.

Russell was stunned for a long time before his tense body slowly softened.

He lay down behind Delphinium and whispered.

"...it hurts a bit, let go first, sister...it's going to turn blue."

"It hurts."

Delphinium said coldly.

She turned her head slightly, her face sullen, as if she was rarely angry.

She did not look at Russell, but looked at the air around her: "If it hurts, remember it with your heart - this pain is proof that you really exist in this world.

"It's proof that we care about you."

——That is the proof that I am in love with you.

Russell stared blankly at Delphinium's pupils, easily reading her thoughts.

Seeing this, Bad Ri finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His similarly tense body slowly relaxed.

Don't become Dusk, otherwise I may take action against you - from the perspective of the Tower of Babel, this is what Bad Sun originally wanted to say.

But the words had already reached his lips, and Russell, who was watching the ticking trickling down his "face" and even his own spirit melting, still couldn't bring himself to say it out.

Seeing Russell suddenly changed again, Bad Ri felt relieved.

"It seems there's nothing wrong with me here..."

Bad Day reminded: "Remember to let Sai Lun's identity come out later."

But neither Russell nor Delphinium paid attention to him.

The big dog shrugged, opened the door again with his sword, and returned the way he came.

After Bad Day left, Delphinium released Russell's right arm.

Sure enough, Russell's arm was already a little blue from being squeezed by Delphinium's terrifying grip.

She looked down at her masterpiece and suddenly felt regretful: "...does it hurt?"

"pain."

Russell sat in Selon's seat and replied seriously: "But this is proof that you love me."

"...No mind reading allowed."

Delphinium immediately realized where Russell's words came from.

She warned softly and turned around from being held by Russell. She straddled Russell, placed her left hand on the shoulder pillow of the chair behind him, and reached out to grab his tie with her right hand.

She stared at Russell's eyes for a long time, until she couldn't see any dimness in them, and finally felt relieved.

"Guess...what am I thinking?"

"You want to kiss me."

The corners of Russell's mouth raised slightly, joking casually.

He shook his arm - the right arm behind Delphinium melted into a candle-like posture for an instant, and then flowed back to its original shape.

The bruised arm returned to its former whiteness in an instant.

This time he was very obedient and did not read Delphinium's mind...because he could feel Delphinium's care and concern for him without reading her mind.

Delphinium just whispered: "Guessed wrong."

Although she said this, she tightened Russell's tie, leaned over and kissed Russell's lips gently.

Russell was slightly startled, but remained motionless on the spot.

After the kiss, she said seriously: "I want you to taste my lipstick. Can you taste it?"

"I didn't pay attention just now...come on again?"

The corners of Russell's mouth raised slightly, and the bottom of his pupils lit up slightly.

He whispered and kissed the delphinium again.

"I think it's honey."

"It's obviously bitter."

"Every time I drink a glass of bitter wine, the remaining juice at the bottom of the glass is always honey."

Russell recited Gibran's poems, and then kissed the delphinium passionately again.

After a long time, the delphinium raised its head and took two deep breaths.

She stretched out her hand to hold Russell's face, her expression changing unpredictably. In the end, a real fear was revealed in her pupils, which could be clearly detected without mind reading.

"... Don't leave me, okay?"

Cui Que murmured: "I accept everything you. Even if you become monsters and ... the so -called 'dusk'.

"But don't leave me ... please."

"I promise you."

Russell answered without hesitation.

He obviously promised so briskly, promised so clearly, but he would not feel frivolous.

His indifferent turquoise pupils gradually became deeper, and the light temperament that would disappear at any time gradually dissipated.

Instead, it is a kind of real desire.

Outside the window, the rare suns of the sun was sprinkled into the house through the half -opened window.

The Cuiquan curled up on Russell, and Russell relied on the chair. The two were hidden in the shadow, and Russell was slowly taking off the coat for Cui Que.

"Don't go home first?"

"Maybe we can stay here for a while."

Russell whispered, his voice became slightly hoarse due to emotion: "I can sit here like this, accompany such a beautiful sunlight for a moment. You can also choose to drink this bottle with a slightly bitter wine ... We

Only what we want to do is choose. Now we have the freedom to choose. "

"Then you might as well sit here for a moment."

The corner of Cuique's mouth passed through a charming arc, and whispered.

She threw out her jacket and looked straight to look at Russell.

She suddenly laughed, grabbing Russell's tie gently to pull it towards herself, and the other hand touched Russell's ear tip: "Now it is no longer as cold as ice just like ice? Don't scare me?

"

"Because of the ice, it is about to melt by the love of the bottom of the wine ..."

"Very good," Cui Que said seriously, "Then I will find a way to keep it melted."

Okay, all diligent in October, this volume is also over!

Wait for the end of the roll, wait for the day to send again during the day (peaceful)

So the time for leave this time is the 31st ~

(I feel invited, I don't seem to ask again)
Chapter completed!