Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 53 Sensitive. Have You Pretended Enough?

At this time, a discordant noise suddenly came from the silent Sacred Heart Hospital, and Emma was concentrating on dismantling the gallows.

She didn't feel very nervous at the moment, but felt very happy. She lowered the knife that was cutting the rope, although the removal of the gallows was too heavy for her.

But it's worth it for the survival of her teammates. Of course, she can also fix it perfectly, as long as she wants.

Emma has never been a person who is very good at tearing things apart, but is good at repairing things.

These things are much easier than repairing Mr. Scarecrow. A person who can dismantle things is not a sign of intelligence, but being able to repair them perfectly is a manifestation of a wise man.

Unfortunately, she has always been a fox in rabbit skin, and no one can figure out her real thoughts.

Emma wiped the sweat from her forehead, her cheeks were flushed.

"Mr. Pearson, all right."

She said with a smile, like the warm sun that can melt glaciers.

Pearson, who had been watching by the side, responded and found that Miss Emma seemed very happy.

"Miss Emma is happy today?"

Pearson hesitated for a while, then asked stupidly.

"Yes, I will see my dearest father soon." Emma's blue eyes were dim, and the corners of her mouth curled into a strange arc.

"Mr. Pearson, have you pretended enough?"

When she changed the subject, Pearson was a little confused.

"Mr. Pearson, don't you remember? Kreacher is Woods' best lover." She said with a smile.

Her words made Pearson feel chills.

"Who is Kreacher? Who is Woods?"

Pearson asked suspiciously, saying these two names over and over again.

A picture suddenly flashed in my mind.

"Mr. Kreacher, Woods doesn't like you at all, stay away from me! The person Woods likes is Dr. Emily."

The girl named Woods said to him solemnly, her eyes full of disgust.

The girl named Woods looked the same as Emma at this time.

The screen turns.

He was surrounded by flames, but he saw the cruel smile on the corner of the girl's mouth.

"Mr. Kreacher, Woods doesn't need a scarecrow anymore, and Woods doesn't need a father anymore."

Her words were like soaked in poison.

Let his heart completely die in the flames.

turned to ashes.

"My good father also died in the fire, if Mr. Kreacher saw him after death."

"tell him."

"I will find you."

He couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, and the burns on his body made him unable to move.

"Mr. Pearson is Emma's best lover."

In the darkness, he heard these words, his tone was full of disappointment, and he dragged his burned body out in the flames.

All he remembered was that his name was Pearson.

"Mr. Pearson, what were you in a daze for just now? I have already finished dismantling the gallows."

Emma's eyes were pure, as if it was just his hallucination.

Pearson suddenly hugged the person in front of him uncontrollably.

Emma's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the knife in her hand was only a few centimeters away from Pearson's abdomen.

This is what you are looking for.

"I'm sorry! Miss Emma!"

Pearson consciously lost his composure, and let go of Emma in a panic, his face flushed, and he looked around uncomfortably, his eyes were full of embarrassment.

Emma froze for a moment, and quickly retracted the knife.

"It's okay, Mr. Pearson, you are really cute." Emma's blue eyes were full of smiles.

"By the way, Mr. Pearson, what were you thinking just now?" Emma asked Pearson with curious eyes.

Pearson hesitated.

Should I tell Miss Emma?

Forget it, or not.

How could such a terrible thing be told to Miss Emma?

"By the way, Miss Emma, ​​what's your full name? And do you have a younger sister or an older sister?"

Pearson thought of the girl who looked exactly like Emma.

"My name is Emma. I don't have an older sister or a younger sister. I'm the only one in my family."

Emma responded.

"Then Miss Emma must be very happy?"

Emma's eyes dimmed.

"Happiness? It should be counted."

Pierson saw that Emma's expression was not quite right, and he must have said something wrong again, making Miss Emma unhappy.

"I'm sorry Miss Emma, ​​I'm stupid." Pearson panicked suddenly, his hands hanging in the air a little helplessly.

Don't know what to do.

Emma shook her head, "I just want to find my father now."

Pearson began to repeat the words of the girl who was exactly like Emma in his mind.

"I will find you."

Although it sounds normal.

But no matter what, he felt that there was a strong killing intent.

No one knows whose soul was buried in that factory fire, nor the truth behind the story of the scarecrow being burned, nor what that sentence means.

　It turns out that I'm not a very lazy author, I just don't have time to update it.

　　The comment section keeps asking if Pearson calls himself Kreacher?

　　You should be able to know now.

　　I heard that some people are looking forward to the second season of this book?

　　There is no second season.

　　The story of the community garden is about to start [The reasoning of this story is slow, and it will be announced after the end of the fourth game. Please reason as much as you like. 】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)