Done!I'm surrounded by yanderes!

It’s as if I’m watching, the holes on the back of the broken mirror and the original intact mirror,

There is a stark contrast between the two.

If something makes me furious, I would rather destroy it than break the mirror.

I'm afraid it's the kind of thing that happens when you accidentally catch a glimpse of the mirror.

But I found that I felt completely different from myself in my memory.

When I think about it, I feel that the white-haired girl is so pitiful.

Obviously a long time has passed in my mind,

It's like waking up from a dream,

Passing by the bathroom mirror, I saw someone I didn't recognize.

If it were me, I would definitely fall into deep self-doubt.

I began to gradually understand the dissonance felt by the white-haired girl.

She wanted to prove herself too much,

But there were too many things reminding her that she was not the Levida in her memories.

Should I wake her up?

Or should I continue acting with her?

I don’t know either, I’m afraid that she’ll collapse, and I’m afraid that she’ll sink too deep.

Distressed, I just walked out of the bathroom and turned around to see her standing in the living room staring at me.

Red eyes and furrowed brows,

I was horrified for a moment, but before I had time to be afraid,

But she started to cry first.

"I'm sorry, I broke the mirror." She begged me.

At this moment, I suddenly understood that she was asking me for help.

"It's okay, Levida." I walked over and hugged the white-haired girl tightly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" She was like a deflated rubber ball in an instant, and she fell limply into my arms, tears constantly falling.

Only then did I realize that she was exerting all her strength to hold on.

After hearing me call her Levida, like a confused child who had done something wrong and was finally forgiven by an adult, she breathed a long sigh of relief and lay motionless in my arms.

I comforted her in my arms, but out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of discarded spoons and mirrors in the trash can, and even the kitchen knife was covered with a rag.

I can even feel the way she was happily cooking when she suddenly found her own reflection.

What kind of devastation is that?

For her, the sudden question, am I not me?Then what am I.

No matter how you answer, it will be cruel.

I can't answer for her,

She had to figure this out herself.

"Go back to the room." I touched her head as I did in the past.

"But Levida hasn't washed the dishes yet." The white-haired girl hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, I'll wash it later." I comforted her.

"But...this..." Her performance seemed to be that something beyond her memory had appeared.

I'm not that lazy, am I?I obviously helped Levida wash the dishes, right?

Feeling angry and funny, I took her back to the room.

The two of them were just going to lie side by side.

"..."

"..."

Her face seemed to turn red,

This should not be beyond Levida's memory.

However, her performance has begun to be somewhat different from Levida's.

She seemed to have doubts. Sure enough, even if she had the memory, it would still be different when she really felt it.

The two people understood each other tacitly, leaving a narrow distance.

But silence cannot eliminate the barriers,

No matter what the reason is for this twisted emotion, if it cannot be actively untied, it will become a painful knot.

I need to be closer to her heart.

The white-haired girl still seemed scared;

The closer I got, the harder it was for her to pretend.

I could only comfort her tacitly, and then think about my own problems.

After a while, her breathing became heavy, and she fell asleep from exhaustion.

The sleeping position is like an insecure baby,

His whole body was curled up, his head buried deeply, and he was lying on his side in my arms.

Sure enough, getting used to this kind of thing is not entirely determined by memory.

I looked at her sleeping,

Forget it, this distance is actually quite good.

Chapter 129 Fantasy and Reality

[November 2017, 10]

I was already asleep when I suddenly felt a weight appear on my body out of thin air.

I struggled to open my eyes. In the dark night, the long white hair was slanting on my face like a waterfall, and those ghostly red eyes were right in front of me.

"Fuck." I was almost scared to death.

"I'm sorry." The white-haired girl quickly climbed off of me.

"You..." I was so surprised that I couldn't speak.

"Don't ask, please." The white-haired girl seemed embarrassed.

It seemed like she was trying to convince herself to get closer to me to verify the memory in her mind.

For a moment, I actually felt angry and funny.

So he lay down obediently and didn't move.

"Come on." I said helplessly.

"..." The white-haired girl, who was already very shy, became even more at a loss.

"Don't you have to try many things yourself before you can confirm them?" Although I feel that what I said is strange, the meaning should be correct.

"We... did... have... happened before, right." The white-haired girl's speech became slurred.

"Then I'll get up." I was about to get up.

The white-haired girl smothered me on the bed with a pillow, completely covering my eyes.

"..."

"..."

Something seemed to touch my finger lightly, and then try to hold my finger.

I had nothing to do with the white-haired girl, so I had to continue lying down and pretend to sleep.

She tried to put her fingertips into the palm of my hand, opening it little by little until her fingers were tightly interlocked with mine.

Like a newborn baby, curiously playing with it.

I lay a little bored and swallowed.

She seemed frightened by me and withdrew her hand again.

After a while, he saw that I wasn't moving and touched my neck again, curious about my swallowing action just now.

My neck was a little itchy from being scratched by her, and I wanted to twist it, but I was afraid that she would shrink back in fear, so I lay there for so long in vain.

It almost felt like I was being checked out by a curious puppy.

Look east, look west.

But she seems to be more than satisfied with this,

The weight just now came back again,

I almost groaned, but had no choice but to hold it in.

She seemed very satisfied with my pretending to sleep, hugging me happily, feeling the touch and temperature of my body.

I don’t know why, but seeing her shy look,

On the contrary, I was more nervous than she was, and I was afraid of scaring her even if I moved my toes.

If she is really just a person created by the organization to possess Levida's memory,

Then her current behavior may be to imitate feelings and establish her own personality in an absolutely safe situation.

Actually, I'm quite happy for her.

It was obvious that at the moment when she was shy, she really felt her own existence, rather than just the self that only existed in her memory.

The organization's technology is really strange. Why did they develop such a girl and let her run away?

I just wanted to ask her how she escaped.

But I felt her lips slowly moving between my neck,

Her heavy breathing sounded in my ears,

It seemed like she couldn't even control her breathing.

Human vision occupies most of the perceptual system.

But when vision is limited, other senses become acute.

Being in strong light where nothing can be seen and complete darkness will make the body feel as if it is in an ethereal state.

Slight breathing and careful movement.

The friction between skin is like ripples in a lake.

My heart becomes increasingly empty, as if I can't feel myself.

Until the body feels a weight that seems to be nothing,

It seems that our lives are close to each other, and our feelings for each other become more real.

In this dreamlike thin night, it was the weight of a pair of sweet lips that let me know that I was still awake.

She seemed to be searching for the feeling in her memory, and kept trying,

But he stubbornly refused to take away the pillow that was in the way.

It seemed like as long as I didn't look at her, she could pretend nothing happened.

I don't understand how such a strange sense of security is developed.

But she seemed to have noticed that if I didn't move anything, it would definitely be different from what I remembered.

Gradually, I even started to feel a little anxious.

What a weird guy.