I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

"It's a beautiful idea, let's die!"

"It's too much, Xi Yachan, I like you so much, but you have always been so good to him, I'm so jealous!"

Even unable to make any reaction, the blade struck at an incredible speed pierced Leticia's heart severely.

"Cough...!"

Leticia gasped involuntarily, and stared at Cheng Mo in front of her, but she couldn't say a word anyway, blood kept gushing from her mouth.The spark burning in front of his forehead flickered and extinguished along with the serious injury, turning into a few tiny sparks and disappearing.

Maintaining the posture of inserting the blade, Cheng Mo slowly hugged Letitia, who had lost strength, into his arms and stroked her hair as if to comfort her.

"Shh... don't waste your energy, if you are reborn, you will be stabbed by me again, be obedient."

Leticia coughed up a large amount of blood and floated around. What made her feel extremely uncomfortable was that Cheng Mo was still using the Time Curse to maintain her body functions, so that she could only maintain this half-dead and powerless posture.

"You are...cough cough, you won't succeed...you—you can never replace...cough cough, you can't replace him..."

"I don't like to hear that." Cheng Mo pushed the blade forward forcefully, Leticia showed a painful expression again, more blood gushed out from her wound and mouth, and even blocked her trachea so that she could not breathe. Say what.

Cheng Mo gently patted Leticia's back and said: "I have all his memories and know everything he doesn't know. Only I remember my mother's name and everything that happened. I have his real Personality, what he has experienced is what I have experienced, and I have experienced what he has not experienced, why can't I be him?"

"No one can maintain themselves in that maddening space. Cheng Rang has been crazy from the beginning, so why can't I think that the guy who pretends to be gentle with a fake smile every day is the one I was born to use. What about the second personality who escapes reality?"

"Have you found out? In fact, I don't need to replace him at all, as long as he is completely "eliminated", then I will always be my "self". "

He stared at Leticia's slowly widening eyes.

"That's why I should be "Cheng Rang", and he is "Cheng Mo"..."

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Chapter 14 Repeatedly

When you are numb in the dark and can't see a little light, maybe someone needs to pull you out of the abyss.

——But what if you are alone?

So in the darkest part of my life, I pulled myself out of the abyss.

Without that person, I will be that person.

It wasn't until the end that I realized that it wasn't light, but a deeper darkness.

I thought he stood on the edge of the well and pulled me up, but in fact he pulled me down and jumped up himself.

I have some ringing in my ears, like the sea breeze passing through the rusty barbed wire, and there is a whimpering sound.

Just one step forward, I fell into the bottomless tide, the black tide was as sticky as asphalt, sending out a pungent smell that penetrated into the nose and mouth.

I beat my arms and legs with all my strength, but I still seemed to be pulled by my ankles and kept falling. The dizzying feeling of suffocation surrounded me, and the liquid filled my trachea and lungs.

My clothes are messy and torn, I have lost all my strength and even my knife.

A voice asked me again: "Who are you?"

My mouth was full of water, I couldn't speak, I couldn't answer the voice, I could only think hard in my mind.

I'm--

"……Who?"

A force pressed hard on my chest, forcing me to cough out the water in my lungs.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Hey, wake up!"

When I could see my surroundings clearly, I found myself being surrounded by people, and they looked at me face to face.

"Young man, you have saved your life!" The old man in front of him smiled, "Are you all right, is your mind still clear?"

I looked at myself in a daze, my whole body was soaked, and there were many people in a mess around, as if they were watching the fun.

This is by the river, and the people around are wearing thick clothes, and when the wind blows, it is freezing to the bone.I hugged my arms and rubbed back and forth, trying to warm my body by rubbing, but unfortunately the effect was not good.

Fortunately, someone put a blanket on me and gave me a towel to dry myself off.

After listening to the laughing comments from people around me for a long time, I realized that I seemed to have jumped into the water. Why did I jump into the water?

——Save people.

In order to save a girl who fell into the water, I almost put myself in it, and the people around me laughed. The young man is not good at swimming, but he is quite brave.

"Who did I save?"

The man I caught let out a high, patted his thigh and said, "I don't know, I'm just a spectator. I said boy, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

I shook my head, my teeth chattering a little: "Where are... the people who came up?"

"You're the only one. That girl must have been washed away. Looking young, it's a pity to lose her life."

I probably understand that a girl fell into the river, I went to rescue it, but I couldn’t get out, I’m not that good at swimming, the river is cold, my legs cramped, I almost died at the mouth of the river, surrounded by the crowd He pulled it out together.

But the girl disappeared, and there are different opinions. Some people say that she was washed away by the water, while others said that she didn't know who she saw and rescued her.

In the end, it seemed like nothing. I patted my brain, which might be a little dazed because of the water, and walked home following the memory.

Strangely enough, after being pulled out of the river, I forgot who I was.

This road also seems familiar but unfamiliar, and it is not clear where the home is going to go.It wasn't until I walked into the building, got on the elevator, and came out to dig into my pockets that I took out a bunch of keys that were still dripping.

Put the key in the lock and turn it, and the door opened.

This may be my house, it was a bit dark so I turned on the light, it is still daytime, but I feel that the light cannot come in through the window.

Regardless of 21, first change clothes, take a hot bath and come out.

Everything was in order, and when I sat back on the sofa, I was tightly wrapped up by the inexplicable loneliness, wrapped into a dumpling...

I just found out that I was the only one in the house.

I sat there in a daze, not knowing what to do, I picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and there were only some commercials and boring TV shows in it.

The TV was on, and I sat like this until the evening.

The moon rises crookedly, illuminating the windows of thousands of households. The heavy traffic downstairs makes me feel a tear from reality. It seems to me that this city should not be like this, and I don’t belong here.

The sound of the key being inserted into the lock cylinder came from the door, which made me panic inexplicably. I stood in front of the window and stared at the door, nervously not knowing where to put my hands.

The door opened, and a well-maintained middle-aged woman walked in. Even though the years had carved some wrinkles on her face, I still thought she was beautiful.

She is not tall, with short hair and thin.The half-length down jacket wrapped her tightly, it was small and thin, as if it could fly away by the wind.

She looked up at me and immediately smiled.

"Son, are you back so early today?"

"Huh?" I was a little surprised when I lost my memory.

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat tonight?" But she didn't seem to doubt me at all, she took off her coat and hung it at the door, and then went to the bathroom.

There was the sound of running water washing hands from the sink, but at this moment, I felt inexplicably at ease, and even the panic of forgetting who I was was no longer there.

"mom?"

"Eh, what's wrong?"

I called her tentatively, and I got a response immediately. She came out of the bathroom shaking her wet hands, changed her slippers at the door, and went straight to the kitchen.

"When you're hungry, fill yourself up with something. The meal will be ready in a while. If you say you're coming back early, don't say anything. Just stew the rice and cook it when Mom comes back."

"Oh... I forgot."

"Is it okay to forget, you have to be a little self-conscious? Mom is very tired at work all day, and I have to cook for you when I get home. When will you learn to cook and let Mom try your craft?" "

"Isn't the food you cook delicious?"

I communicated with her without hindrance. Although I don't have the memory of whether she is my mother or not, I can tell that she probably didn't run away.

While she was cooking, I took a look at other rooms.In a bedroom with a computer, there are many animation posters on the wall, and there are many figure figures in the glass cabinet against the wall. I think this may be my room.

Because I always feel that I have seen the characters in the glass cabinet and the people on the poster somewhere.

I also found a complete set of comics in the bookcase. I picked one at random and opened it, but I always felt that the plots in the comics were very familiar.

As if the feeling of going through the plot with the characters in the comics is lingering, the large figure raised his fists and walked forward step by step in the face of the enemies, saying: "As long as you want to take a step towards the light, The soul of mankind has not been declared defeated!"

"Klaus V. Reinhertz...?"

I was fascinated by this comic when I saw it. It was not until a voice calling me from outside that I broke away from the world that seemed to really exist and came back to my senses.

"Son, it's time to eat!"

I walked out of the door, and in the bright living room illuminated by warm yellow lights, the pictures and sounds of various advertisements came from the TV.Mixed with the sound of the range hood in the kitchen, spatulas and pans collide with each other, accompanied by the aroma of food.

"Take the bowl and chopsticks, hurry up, come over and serve the dishes, the rice cooker is pulled out."

She came out of the kitchen with a plate, put the stir-fry on the table, and urged me to do something else.

I didn't feel disgusted by this, and even followed her instructions like instinct, took the bowl out of the cabinet, and pulled out two pairs of chopsticks.

It wasn't until I served rice and sat opposite her, looking at everything in front of me, that I suddenly felt a trance.

Even though I have forgotten who I am, do I still remember where the dishes and chopsticks are in this "home"?

With doubts, I asked her, "Mom, do you know who I am?"

"You are my son, why are you crazy when you are eating?" She smiled and knocked on my head, "Hurry up and wash the dishes after eating."

I couldn't help laughing myself, feeling a little stupid, so I let out an eh and picked up the bowl.

But while eating the rice, he felt salty in his mouth, and only after wiping it did he feel water on his face.

I found that I was crying, so I held the bowl to cover it up, but I didn't dare to put it down.

I found myself terrified that it was all fake, like a dream, and there was nothing left when I woke up.

Bitterness and happiness are fermenting in my heart like good medicine and candy. I was so scared that I couldn't do it, so I put down the bowl despite the tears still on my face, and called to her who was sitting opposite.

"mom……!"

She raised her head and looked at me in surprise, as if she noticed that I was crying.

"Mom, I've been looking for you for a long time...is this my home?"

"...Little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about, this is not your home, where else could it be?"

After eating a meal, a young man was crying with snot and tears all over his face. She laughed at him and asked if it was because the meal was so delicious that he cried?

I can only nod vigorously.

It was late at night, and like a child who hadn't grown up, I leaned hard on her arms, greedily sniffed the smell of warm bath liquid on her body, and watched old-fashioned TV dramas with her. Unspeakable grievances, could not stop crying again and again.

I hope that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I can still see her face and remember her appearance clearly.

How much I hope, I seem to have never left her.

Until she urged me to go to sleep, I was lying on the bed alone, and as soon as I closed my eyes, there was a sound in my head.

"You can't sleep, you can't sleep through it."

"If you lose consciousness, you will never wake up again!"

It seemed to be an unfamiliar female voice, and it sounded as reassuring as my mother's nagging.

But at night, if you don't sleep, what else can you do?I thought a little puzzled, then opened my eyes.

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In an instant, a violent fluctuation followed Cheng Rang, who staggered back and fell to the ground as if his forehead had been slammed.

When he raised his head again and looked in front of him, the seemingly endless black ocean and the hell full of complaints surged in front of his eyes—it seemed to be a scene that had already happened.