MTL - Survivorship Bias-Chapter 92 monster healing

An Wujiu did not imagine his life.

His memory is not complete, so he gave up the past a little self-sacrificingly, but he thought, at least he can control his future, such as getting a large amount of wealth from the altar and getting cured Mother's illness, find my sister, and live a peaceful and stable life.

But this goal, which was not an extravagant hope in An Wujiu's eyes, was also broken tonight. The most terrifying thing was that he didn't even have the ability to cry for his mother.

It's just that he doesn't understand, his memory is so clear.

The goal for which he worked hard to live has long since failed.

These false and false memories weave a beautiful and hopeful vision for him, but the reality is that he is so beaten that he cannot even find the culprit.

An Wujiu couldn't help but think of the voice when the memory poured in.

She told An Wujiu that he would slowly retrieve all his memories.

An Wujiu didn't understand, who would use his feelings so cruelly to let him survive in the altar and become a survivor, and for what purpose?

That person may not have expected that he could know the truth so early.

An Wujiu just felt that he was walking in a foggy forest holding a fire for a long time, and before he could go out, the fire went out.

Everything is fake, the only consolation is that Shen Ti is here, inheriting his fragility.

An Wujiu is grateful to Shen Ti.

An Wujiao has always been in the two extremes, the extreme goodness is like a pair of irresistible hands, pushing him in front of everyone, taking all the burden, the extreme evil and From time to time, he devoured his soul, causing him to constantly torture himself in his heart. The only reason why he accepts the reality and is willing to continue is his mother.

If there is no appearance of Shen Ti, An Wujiu thinks, there will be no good results for him tonight.

As Gabriel said, a person who has no hope either seeks death, or devotes himself to some illusory beliefs and loses himself.

Either way, he will no longer be himself.

"Thank you."

An Wu Jiu lowered his head and buried his face in his arms.

Vulnerability is not his norm, nor should it be.

Shen Ti gently stroked his back. Although he didn't speak, he thought to himself that it was himself who should really say thank you.

But he didn't want to say "I thank you too" or anything else.

Although he doesn't understand very well, he has seen and heard a lot.

"It seems that for ordinary people, gratitude cannot be counted in love." Shen Ti held up An Wujiao's face, smiled and said to him in a seductive tone, "The more you like me, the more you like me. A little, how's it going?"

An Wu Jiu had always been expressionless, but when he heard this, he could not help laughing.

"How come you say it, it's like you're going to repay the debt."

Seeing An Wu Jiu's smile, Shen Ti's hanging heart finally let go.

He raised his eyebrows, "It's not impossible, I'm not a decent man."

Unexpectedly, An Wujiu didn't let these words fall, and raised his eyebrows like him, "I may not be."

This sentence made Shen Ti choked.

It is reasonable to say that if it is normal, Shen Ti will of course go back and make a few jokes, but now, he is actually a little emotional, feeling that An Wujiao is really slowly recovering.

The extreme two sides of him often make others feel dangerous, but Shen Ti thinks differently from them.

Shen Ti raised his hand and pulled the stray hair on his cheeks behind his ears.

“You don’t refute me.” An Wujiu noticed that he was in a trance, “What are you thinking?”

Shen Ti is very honest, "I think you are slowly recovering. The two extreme states in the past seem to have a unified trend now."

"Really?" An Wujiu chuckled, "I thought you didn't care."

"I don't care." Shen Ti put his hand on his waist and looked at him, "But you care."

"I don't know other people, but I seem to understand you. Every time you jump from one extreme to another, you should feel bad."

Shen Ti paused for a while, then said, "Especially for the first time, in the dungeon in the bunker, it was very torturous to change from evil to good, right?"

An Wugui thought that their relationship was due to mutual attraction in various aspects, such as being interesting enough, so Shen Ti noticed.

He didn't think about it, it turned out that Shen Ti had already seen his heart so clearly.

"I think so." Shen Ti's fingers lightly tapped An Wujiu's lower back, "Comparatively speaking, I don't really care what others think, but I don't want to You regret what you've done, so it makes me happy to see you go from extreme to intermediate."

This reason is far beyond An Wu's imagination.

"So it is."

He was annoyed by himself more than once, whether he planned to kill or was too kind, every time he switched states, he could not face the other self.

An Wu blames no one to understand him.

It seems that he and Shen Ti are both rare weirdos in this world, so they can hug each other and keep each other warm.

"No thanks this time."

An Wujiu raised his face and kissed Shen Ti's chin.

"Shen Ti, I like you very much."

This sentence made Shen Ti very satisfied, but he was not satisfied with the place where he kissed, so he kissed directly when he backed away. It came so suddenly, An Wujiu's heart jumped fiercely.

He was absorbed in the wet gasp, the tides of desire rising and falling like waves. Only when extreme emotions flooded the sky, did An Wu Jiu feel like a flesh and blood person.

Shen Ti looked at his lips, which were slightly opened due to poor breathing, still glowing with water, and couldn't help but peck and kiss.

The doorbell rang outside the door, and it was just in time.

Shen Ti touched his cheek before turning around to open the door. It was the little white boy. The other party pushed their meal in and introduced Shen Ti enthusiastically, but he lacked interest and hoped that it would end soon.

An Wujiu stared at him and almost laughed.

Thank you three or four times, and I was about to invite someone out.

I usually install it, but this time I don't.

Seeing that Shen Ti was very anxious, the other party didn't stay for a long time, just reminded them: "The room next door is also yours."

Shen Ti was about to speak, but An Wujiu spoke first.

“Actually, one room is enough.” An Wu Jiao said very calmly, “We slept together before.”

The little boy immediately became embarrassed and nodded shyly. Although he is not someone who is familiar with this matter, he understands how to work in such a place.

"Then...the two of you are slow." He bowed, "I wish you a good night."

"Thank you."

Although this is not An Wu Jiu's favorite place, the western food is surprisingly delicious, but the drinks are a little worse.

He held the handle of the cup and suddenly paused.

Why can I taste the wine?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the label on the bottle, the price was so expensive that he would definitely not take the initiative to consume it.

Sure enough, at least for a period of time when he lost his memory, he lived an unusual life.

"What are you dazed about?" Shen Ti touched his glass with his own cup, "Is the wine bad?"

An Wujiu shook his head. Even though the main course on the table was well done, he had little appetite and put down his fork after only one bite.

"It seems that the food is not appetizing." Shen Ti smiled, "I knew it would not be a meal just now."

"But the waiter was very friendly."

Yes.

Shen Ti didn't say anything, but he just kept looking at An Wujiu, and saw that he was staring at the little boy without blinking.

I was still kissing myself not long ago.

"It's pretty cute." Shen Ti said deliberately.

An Wujiu picked up the fork and inserted a piece of fruit-like food from the salad, agreeing with Shen Ti's point of view, "Yeah. His legs seem to be prosthetics, and his face is very childish."

"Is this all observed?"

I'm very attentive.

An Wujiu felt that his tone was getting more and more wrong, “I saw that his two legs were walking differently, so I observed it, the thickness of the legs was different, and one of the ankles was also artificial. ."

Shen Ti deliberately put down his knife and fork, resting his cheek in one hand, raised his eyebrows at An Wujiu, "Have you ever observed me like this?"

An Wujiu understood what Shen Ti meant, so he didn't want to hear him praise others.

“Of course.” An Wujiao said honestly, “but you are very self-aware and know that your face will be too conspicuous, so you put on a mask. What can I observe? At most, he is very tall, with beautiful hands and a tattoo on his Adam's apple, which makes him look outstanding."

Shen Ti was completely unable to refute these watertight words.

Thinking about it, An Wu Jiu is not a foolish white sweet, he doesn't like to talk, but he is also the best at talking, in a kind state he also has a kind of "very trustworthy" "Blessed by his temperament, the brainwashing ability of another state is even more terrifying, otherwise he wouldn't be fascinated by so many people at once, and follow him with all his heart.

An Wujiu couldn't eat too much, so he just sat on the chair and watched Shen Ti, or the night sky drenched in neon outside.

“Wearing a face covering is not simply covering your face.”

He suddenly heard Shen Ti say.

“What is that?” An Wujiu turned his face and looked at him.

"That mask is not mine." Shen Ti lowered his eyes, "It belongs to a child, I helped him in the game, and he gave me a mask, in fact, I don't like that Mask, didn't even think about helping him, just on a whim, but he was happy, thanked me, and told me that if he survived, he would take me to see the other masks he made."

"That's the first person I meet in the game, because I'm too withdrawn and strange, I'm afraid only ignorant children are willing to be my company." Shen Ti said , smiled lightly, "But he didn't leave that game alive."

An Wujiu didn't think that the mask was what Shen Ti got after meeting people for the first time.

Shen Ti raised his eyes and looked at An Wujiu, "What irritates me the most is not this child's death, but facing his death, I don't feel it."

He couldn't describe the emptiness to An Wujiu, the feeling of being unable to feel anything or any emotion.

"I realized that I'm a very, very strange person." Shen Ti said softly, "I know that if it were another person, I would definitely feel sad, at least for a while. So I wear I put on the mask he gave me and pretended to be remembering it too."

An Wujiu finally understands why Shen Ti hates living so much.

How can a person who can't feel anything love the world.

"Sorry, I also chopped up the mask."

Hearing An Wujiu's apology, Shen Ti laughed, "It doesn't matter, when the mask split, I suddenly realized... Actually, I should face it."

"And..."

Shen Ti wasn't sure if saying this would make An Wujiu feel stressed or make him doubt the truth, but it was. He has told many lies, but he has not deceived An Wujiu.

"You are different from everyone, I can feel you. I can feel your happiness, sadness and pain."

His pupils looked crystal clear and sincere in the fluffy warm light.

"I don't need to imitate this, as if I was born."

An Wu Jiao's nose was a little sour.

Strange people really need to be saved by strange people.

"I know."

He understands Shen Ti's weirdness, and understands that sometimes he is actually like a child who has not joined the WTO. contradiction.

Become ignorant and sophisticated.

Perhaps only when facing himself can Shen Ti have an instinctive side.

The city's lights are always on at night, even more prosperous than the daytime. The neon lights shine through the glass, illuminating everyone's dreams.

An Wujiu lay quietly in Shen Ti's arms, with his back against his warm chest, he felt a sense of security he had never felt before. It's obviously safe here, but he still can't fall asleep smoothly. As soon as he closes his eyes, the dangers that once endangered them all appear in front of him, as if to experience it all over again.

So An Wujiu can only open his eyes and look at the white wall without focus.

He tried to speak to Shen Ti softly, saying that he wanted to find his sister, whether she was alive or not, he had to find her, who might be his only relative.

He also told Shen Ti that the closed mental hospital can be investigated, and the metal skeleton on his body should have more room for further investigation.

After saying this, An Wujiu also told himself in his heart that he couldn't accept the fate of being manipulated by humans, and his memories were muddy and muddy, he must find the original and most complete version of himself.

Shen Ti hugged him, breathing very calmly, after confirming that he was asleep, An Wu Jiu turned around very lightly, Shen Ti was holding him too tightly, it took him a lot of effort Facing Shen Ti.

The bizarre light from the floor-to-ceiling window fell on Shen Ti's face, An Wujiu stretched out his fingers, and the fingertips were separated by a few millimeters to trace Shen Ti's facial features and contours.

He wants this person not to leave.

But if hope must be dashed, An Wujiu wants to leave himself, not Shen Ti, nor anyone he cares about.

Shen Ti slept very deeply, and he rarely slept like this in memory.

With empty arms, he who was still drowsy suddenly woke up and sat up.

He was the only one left on the bed.

Shen Ti's heart suddenly jumped quickly, he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but found something on the low table beside the bed.

Looking back, it turned out to be his mask that was broken in half.

Why does he keep this? Something of absolutely no use value to him.

After the duel, he returned to the duel threshold and put the mask into the game board?

I was wondering when the door ticked and was opened from the outside.

An Wujiu at the door bumped into Shen Ti sitting up, stunned, "Are you awake?"

Shen Ti blinked and shook his hand holding the mask at him.

"I... I haven't glued it yet, you put it down first."