She glanced at Blore, only to find that his face wasn't looking good either, with a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead, but he seemed to be thinking about something very seriously.
It’s over…
What time is it... Blore is still thinking about other things!!
Nansong wailed in his heart.
Is it really going to end here this time?
It shouldn’t be!!!
God!!!!!
In the sight of Nansong, Blore and Matuan,
Suddenly, it slowly stretched its hand towards its chest——
Blore and Nansong's pupils suddenly contracted—
Its fingers sank into the body without any hindrance, as if penetrating a gelatinous film. There was no flesh or bones under the skin, only some kind of translucent, gelatinous substance that was slowly wriggling.
Then, it took out "that thing".
—The flipper of a sea otter.
It is crystal clear, with a moist, mother-of-pearl-like luster covering its surface. However, when the light is shifted, fine, blood vessel-like lines vaguely emerge beneath that luster, like the tissue of some living thing.
What's even more strange is that the edge of the flipper is not a smooth cut, but appears to be in an unnatural, semi-dissolved state, as if it was not cut off, but was "secreted" by something...
Ma Tuan lowered his head stiffly and looked at the "flipper" stuffed into his hand.
It felt cool and smooth, like the mucous membrane of some deep-sea creature, yet it pulsated slightly in the palm of the hand as if it had its own independent heartbeat.
As Nansong expected, Matuan slowly raised his head and gave Blore and Nansong a look that was so funny that it was creepy - the corners of Matuan's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but his throat was strangled by some indescribable fear.
Blore's stomach twisted and he stood up instinctively, his back hitting the damp wall of the tavern.
Nan Song stared at the "flipper" intently, as if he suddenly saw something, and a nearly suffocating gasp came out of his throat.
——That thing, in Ma Tuan’s palm... slowly curled up.
Ma Tuan felt like his brain was about to boil - all the brain cells in his life were burning like crazy, but he still couldn't understand why things turned out like this.
He tried his best to forget the sea otter flipper that was forced upon him, and stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar being before him, his heart beating as if it was about to break his ribs.
Could it be that... he is the real sesame ball?
As soon as this thought came to mind, he ruthlessly suppressed it.
No, absolutely not! The name "Sesame Ball" was clearly something he had come up with on the spur of the moment. He had chosen it because he wanted to create a stronger bond between him and the skeleton he was destined to be with.
But if not... then who is the other party?
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ma Tuan's back. He could sense a strange familiarity from the other person, like a shadow that had been deliberately forgotten in the depths of his memory, yet at the same time, it was so strange that it was creepy.
The curve of his smile, the frequency of his blinks, and even the rhythm of his breathing all seemed carefully calculated, so perfect that it seemed like he was not a living being.
Just as his thoughts were in a mess, the little sea otter in his arms was still twisting restlessly, its wet claws pulling at his collar, its round black eyes full of confusion and innocence, completely unaware of the weird atmosphere.
"Stop making trouble..."
Ma Tuan scolded him in a low voice, but the little sea otter turned a deaf ear to him. Instead, he stretched out his claws to grab the strange "sea otter flipper" in his hand, with his nose twitching, as if he was particularly interested in the thing.
Ma Tuan suddenly clenched his palms and hid the slippery foreign object behind his back.
——Something is wrong. Everything is wrong.
His gaze returned to the man, his Adam's apple rolled, and he finally managed to squeeze out a voice with difficulty: "Who... are you?"
Upon hearing this, the other party's mouth slowly curled up, revealing a perfect and terrifying smile.
"You finally asked."
His voice was as light as a breeze, but it made all the hairs on Ma Tuan's body stand up.
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Lou Xun only felt his temples throbbing, as if something was tearing at his nerves deep inside his skull.
"Severus?"
The name was like a rusty knife, slowly and painfully scratching his memory.
He instinctively looked away, trying to ignore the voice, but an almost violent irritation surged in his chest - this name should not be mentioned, should not be known by anyone, and should not be uttered from the mouth of that twisted "thing".
His eyes fell uncontrollably on Bai Di.
Bai Di stood in front of him, defenseless, his slender neck glowing cold white in the dim light, like a piece of fragile porcelain.
Lou Xun's fingertips moved, and he reached out almost instinctively, grabbed Bai Di's wrist, and pulled him back——
He should be here.
By your side.
Lou Xun was in a daze, he didn't even know who he was anymore?
Is this the Severus that person mentioned?
impossible.
Subconscious denial.
But the thought grew like poison ivy, entwining his sanity.
In those broken memories, Bai Di should be his. No matter how many times he reincarnates, no matter how the world changes, Bai Di should stand by his side, never leaving.
But what about now?
How long had Bai Di been gone? A hundred days? A year? Or even longer? So long that Lou Xun almost forgot the warmth of his presence.
Maybe they had been separated for too long before.
So in those memories, the memories of the two people getting along together became blurred afterimages, but the body recognized him before the consciousness - Lou Xun tightened his knuckles, and under his fingertips was Bai Di's beating pulse, warm and alive, but it made him inexplicably want to extinguish it.
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