A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

Yabu felt that he had made a mistake by secretly using the pendant behind the doctor's back. His feelings about the current situation were a bit similar to what he would have been scolded by his parents after doing something that he would have received in the past, but instead received gentle words of concern from his parents.

This weird feeling made Yao Bu a little confused about what the doctor was thinking right now. He just lay there like a corpse, not daring to say or do anything.

"Doctor, I..."

"I don't want to hear anything, shut up. If you dare to speak out again, I swear I will do something that will make you temporarily speechless."

"Yes......"

Just as Yabu wanted to break this heart-breaking silence, he was blocked again by the doctor's words. He obediently put his head that had just been raised a little back into the pillow again, letting the doctor feel like Check yourself out for the toy-like caress.

"are you tired?"

"No, I'm not very tired. Doctor, you need me to do something for you..."

"Tell me the truth."

The doctor's hand caressing Yabu slid smoothly to his neck. This feeling gave Yabu a sense of déjà vu with goosebumps all over his body. He quickly swallowed back the words he had composed to appease the doctor and said honestly. The truth came up.

"I'm... very tired, I can't move a bit."

"That's fine."

"?"

ah?What do you mean that's just right?

Drawing lessons from the past, Yabu struggled desperately to turn over, but the doctor used the weight of his upper body to pin him down on the bed, unable to move.

"You seem to be afraid that I will come into close contact with you? Why?" The doctor seemed a little dissatisfied with Yabu's struggle. He removed his body from Yabu and supported Yabu with his hands, turning to look at him. .

"......PhD?"

Yabu, who turned sideways, finally saw the doctor's expression clearly at this moment. She didn't look as calm as her voice. There were dark circles around her eyes caused by fatigue and haggard, and the doctor's eyes were a little moist and red at the moment. .

"It's me who is with you now. Don't think of me in other times as me now." The doctor was very dissatisfied with Yao Bu's fear of himself, and his words always revealed his grievances.

While speaking, the doctor seemed to be disemboweling himself and infiltrating into Yabu's body. He pressed his body tightly against Yabu's body, and the hands that hugged him kept exerting force, as if they were holding their lost body. A doll that was finally found after being lost for a long time.

"...I'm sorry, doctor." Yabu whispered to the doctor, or he could only apologize in a low voice because of his physical strength.

Yabu, who had already seen what the doctor could discover from the smallest details, did not ask why the doctor knew he had met her from another time.

The sense of grievance that the doctor revealed about someone else's mistakes being placed on him was like a strong dose of medicine, which made Yabu calm down instantly and no longer had any affection for the current doctor because of what the doctor did at other times. He was wary and obediently allowed the doctor in front of him, who seemed harmless, to hold him.

"Just in time, I'm tired too, let me rest here for a while."

"I understand, Doctor..."

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*Ya Bu smelled a strange iron smell.

*? ity: 23%

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Chapter 164 Isolation, Induction

After waking up, you will no longer have your own kindred spirits, and you will be alone. Loneliness is the poison that corrodes your soul.

If this is really the case, if you really wake up and find yourself alone, and find that you are an incompatible existence in this world and there is no one to talk to, that kind of feeling will make people feel scared just thinking about it.

But it doesn't matter, I still have him, as long as I still have him, that's enough.

But... He feels so light, so beautiful that it makes people feel that it is impossible to exist. He is as light as a balloon that can float away at any time. It seems that he cannot be firmly anchored in his hands. s things.

When he falls asleep every night, the doctor feels that when he wakes up the next day, the other person will disappear like a fairy tale.

...No, that kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.

Therefore, even if you use despicable means to induce, deceive, or even destroy the other person's heart, you must let him stay by your side.

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In fact, the moment he heard the doctor's voice, Yabu thought about many possibilities.

Maybe the doctor would be cruel to him, or maybe he would be criticized and taught a lesson by the doctor verbally or both verbally and physically.

For a moment, Yanbu even felt a kind of indifference similar to whether he wanted to kill or beheaded because the matter was irreversibly exposed.

But this feeling was instantly pushed back by the doctor, because what he didn't expect was that the doctor did nothing.

It seemed that she really just wanted to hold Yabu and rest for a while.

After that, the doctor returned to his room, as if the matter of Yabu secretly using the pendant had been taken away, and everything went on as usual.

But this made Yabu, who had been indifferent because of the revelation of the incident, become restless again.

Elena didn't know why she always went out early and came back late these days, and locked herself in her room as soon as she got home at night. Even if Yabu occasionally had the opportunity to chat with her, maybe it was because she didn't have any help. Apart from Yabu always apologizing for holding back the doctor, she hardly said anything and kept avoiding Yabu intentionally or unintentionally. Even when eating, she would quietly take away her own portion and put away the bowl and chopsticks after eating. Brush clean and put away.

There's a feeling... of being isolated.

Yabu doesn't even have anyone to talk to now, but when communicating with the doctor, the doctor always ends the topic quickly, so now he doesn't know what to say to the doctor.

The most direct manifestation of this situation is that Yabu has been at a loss at home in the past few days.

After all, he deceived him first, but the doctor did not beat or punish him. This sense of debt made him feel like a child who had done something wrong. He almost always followed the doctor on his own initiative and did whatever the doctor asked him to do. Doing it more actively and submissively than before, as if wanting to do more for the Doctor to make up for the mistakes he thought he had made.

千;!:'寻?免":,;,费"?:!小.,";说,'裙::.?2;;;?5.?.5?5:??;9.?.'5'3'!:0'",?0　　可博士让他做的，无非就是帮忙拿一下书籍，或者阅读一下书上的问题从他这里记录一下业余人士会产生的看法，以及时不时会莫名其妙的索要拥抱外，博士就没有再麻烦桠布做过任何事。

It is even said that in many places, the doctor is more concerned about Yabu than before. In the past, Yabu reminded the doctor to take a rest. In recent times, every time Yabu went to help the doctor, the doctor would always In turn, he reminded Yabu to pay more attention to rest, and refused Yabu's help politely.

This made Yabu, who originally wanted to do something to make up for the doctor, feel even more uncomfortable, because...

[…The person I trust the most has been lying to me. 】

The doctor's words were like a steel needle stuck in Yabu's chest, reminding him through the sting all the time that he had lied to the people who trusted him, and that he was a deceiver.

Obviously, Yao Bu should feel happy if he was cared about, but when he thought about what he did to the doctor, the doctor's concern began to make Yao Bu feel a constant feeling of indebtedness in his heart.

Those strange and polite concerns were fed into his mouth by the doctor like a blade. Under the doctor's considerate gaze, he could not refuse and had to swallow all the kindness that could cut his throat.

This has begun to turn into a vicious cycle.

Yabu wanted to communicate with the doctor and do something to make up for his mistakes, but the doctor didn't say anything to him at all. Instead, Yabu felt more indebted to him by the doctor's increasing concern, which made Yabu want to do more. What to do for Dr.

But after doing too much, the doctor would persuade him to rest, which made Yabu feel that he had deceived the doctor, causing the other party's courtesy to be called polite but actually alienating him. The more he wanted to struggle to do something, the pain that stabbed him in the heart The sting will hurt more due to his activities.

As a result, now, Yabu has focused almost all his attention on the doctor. Whenever there is any trouble with the doctor, Yabu will rush over to see if he can do anything.

It's like, a trained...

"桠布."

"What's the matter, Doctor?"

Almost as soon as the doctor greeted Yabu, Yabu, who was sitting in the living room waiting for help, responded, put down the sweater he was knitting, and ran to the doctor who was standing in front of the door.

"I remembered that I have something else to do and I need to go out." The doctor leaned in front of his room door, covering his left shoulder and tilting his head to look at Yabu.

"Of course, Doctor."

Yabu did not ask the doctor where he was going. He was not a lost child, so he would not even ask where he was going.

Moreover, this was the first time that the doctor wanted to go out of the house in the past few days. For the sake of the doctor's health, Yabu naturally hoped that the doctor could go out more and quickly agreed.

"Do you need me to help you tidy up your room?"

"It's okay, don't bother Yabu, just keep knitting." As if he was afraid that Yabu would be tired, the doctor shook his head in a panic, "I'll go out for a while and buy something and come back."

While speaking, the doctor stood on his tiptoes slightly and opened his arms to Yabu. Yabu also developed the habit of being hugged by the other party in the past few days, and took the initiative to lean down and let the doctor hug him hard. For a moment, the doctor let her breath spread all over Yabu's body.

It was the somewhat sweet scent of body wash, as well as the smell of being soaked in paper and ink after staying in the bookstore for a long time. And in it, there was a vague but strange smell that could not be explained. The iron smell.

The doctor's hugs were not frequent, as they were just a taste, and it was the same this time. After a simple hug, he waved goodbye to Yabu and walked out of the house.

click-

As the doctor closed the door, only Yabu was left in the empty room.

After quietly commenting on the closed door for a moment, he glanced at the unfinished sweater, then looked at the somewhat messy table in the doctor's room, and finally decided to help the doctor do something that could benefit him right now.

"Let's knit the sweater later..."

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*Something smells like iron...

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Chapter 165: Who the serious person keeps a diary... But apart from the diary, there is no one

Perhaps because he is well aware that his physical fitness will not bring any advantage in this world, except for sometimes watching TV with Yabu and playing with the computer, the doctor spends almost all his time absorbing knowledge.

She is like a child who is scared of poverty. With almost nothing, she values ​​​​the only things she has and does not allow anyone to interfere with them. In order to be able to value her own things, she uses her few advantages to He is almost greedy for hunting all aspects of knowledge, not only to fill his blank memory, but also to bring himself a sense of security with more known things.

This makes the doctor's room almost like a study room. The densely packed books placed everywhere silently tell the people who enter the room her inner confusion about the world. These books are numerous and span a very large area. There are almost all kinds of them, and it’s very troublesome to sort them out.

But this kind of trouble is only for outsiders. For Yabu, it is not troublesome to sort out the doctor's books. The two have lived together for a long time, and Yabu has already subtly become a person who specializes in assisting the doctor in various aspects of life. Assistants from all walks of life have engraved into their bodies the methods to help the doctor clean up his room.

Papers like calculation paper filled with various incomprehensible characters are piled up in a mess. Yabu will use his marking ability to see which ones can be taken away and put away, and which ones need to be left behind for the doctor.

For those open books and notebooks, Yabu would use the empty bookmarks to number the pages for the doctor and then put them away.

He almost didn't pause and packed up quickly. This was not just because he was using markers to assist, but because the doctor would also classify the books on the spine of each book for convenience. attach a label.

Of course, this is just almost, and Yabu will occasionally pause, because sometimes the doctor doesn't have time or forgets to label some books.

For example, the book currently sandwiched between several books on the table has no cover and no label on the spine. It looks like a notepad.

In this case, Yabu would first open it and scan to see if the doctor had written any notes in it, so as to guess what kind of book it was to help him classify it.

Just like when you encounter something you don't understand while playing a game, you obviously have a search engine at hand, but you just want to try it yourself first. If you still don't understand after flipping through it a few times, you will use the markup.

This has always been his habit. The doctor secretly kept it in his mind and never said anything. However, when taking notes, in most cases he would use the language of Yanguo with tacit understanding.

Like countless others, Yabu picked up the unlabeled notebook, leaned its spine on his palm and let it spread to both sides, revealing one page.

"...?" Looking at the words on one of the pages of the notebook that was opened under its own gravity, Yabu's pupils staring at the notes trembled suddenly.

what is this?

The confusion did not mean that Yabu couldn't understand these words. On the contrary, these words were very familiar to him. They were the doctor's font, and they were Yanguo characters that Yabu could understand.

But precisely because he could understand it, he was surprised by some of the words.

【I can't see anything...I'm so scared】

【...help me. 】

[…If you commit suicide, if you die, will you be taken seriously? 】

What note is this?

As the time gradually changed from dusk to evening, even if the lights were on indoors, it was a little darkened by the feeling of the sky gradually closing through the window with the curtains drawn.

This feeling of darkness reacted to the silence caused by the only person in the room, and the two complemented each other. These feelings of terror and depression broke out on top of these words full of negative emotions, making Yabu feel a chill. It was crawling into his brain along his bone marrow, making him feel like he was not at home now, but on the set of some horror game.

He turned his head and looked behind him in confusion, but saw nothing.

He turned around and looked around him again, but there was still nothing.

He understood that the hair-raising feeling was entirely because he was scaring himself, but he couldn't help but look around a few more times before returning his gaze to the notebook.

[Writing this kind of thing is of no use, just like a joke once made by Yanbu. Who in the right mind would write this kind of thing...]

[But it’s only at this time that I realize, besides being able to communicate with these pieces of paper, what else can I do... Who in the right mind would write this kind of thing, but I probably have become a little weird. Normal】

"...Diary?" Yabu suddenly closed the note, or diary, in his hand, placed it on the table and stood there blankly.

who?Doctor's?

When he learned that this was the doctor's diary, he was at a loss. His respect for other people's privacy made him instinctively unwilling to read other people's things. Even if it was an acquaintance living under the same roof, he knew that he was not qualified. To do such an invasion of privacy.

but......