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Chapter 44

Zhitao didn't know what he was talking about, and looked at him in confusion, "... what agreement?"

Guai Tan seemed to be amused by his words, "Tao Tao, it's not okay to pretend to have amnesia."

Guai Tan brushed Zhitao's face with his hand, first kissed his forehead, then kissed his eyelids, "Oh, we will be together forever."

"Always."

Zhitao's limbs were imprisoned, her breathing became weaker and weaker, her soul was trembling with fear, but her thoughts were gradually becoming distracted, as if she was forced to fall into an endless dream.

He tried his best to open his eyes and looked at Jiang Wenhao who was behind Guitan, the man avoided his sight, so Zhitao could only see the man's stern side face.

So sad to be hurt again.

Zhitao struggled hard, but couldn't survive the chill from his soul, the chill pushed him into the darkness, he slowly closed his eyes, the past memories intertwined with the reality in his mind.

He grew up in an orphanage that seemed like a huge prison.

The children have to get up at 10 o'clock every morning, and they are engaged in the most tedious cleaning routine. Every meal time, the children have only [-] minutes to eat, and the children cannot make any noise after [-] o'clock in the evening.

And kids who don't follow these rules face the punishment they "deserve," which often means a day in bed or black and red scars that won't go away.

This is hard to imagine for outsiders, but it is the most common experience for children. Zhitao is also one of the children. The oppression of young children by adults constitutes his childhood.

Different from other children, the dean treats Zhitao very preferentially, and often asks him to come to the dean's room for filming.

What Zhitao fears the most is the black box called the camera. The camera is always watching him, always peeping, as if trying to pull his bones out of his flesh.

In Zhitao's memory, the dean is a strange person, always exaggerating that he is his muse, his only hope, he boasted that Zhitao is a flower, a secondary painting, anyway, it is a vulgar exaggeration in the eyes of the world surrounding.

The dean will also make up Zhitao, let him wear long and dense false eyelashes, put on exaggerated costumes, and act like a doll under the camera.

Whenever he finished taking pictures, he would carelessly pinch Zhitao's cheek, "Good boy."

Zhitao hates this feeling very much. He likes the white sheets flying in the summer, and the birds jumping on the grass. He doesn't like being locked in a black room facing dense cameras.

Until one day, a child's voice appeared in Zhitao's mind: Do you want to leave here?

Zhitao didn't speak, the voice in her head asked again: Do you have anyone you hate?

This time Zhitao spoke, "I hate the principal."

So the voice said: I can make the dean disappear, but as a price, you will always be with me.

--Do you want to?

"……Do you want to?"

Zhitao woke up vaguely again, several times he felt that he was about to fall asleep, but there was a force that kept him from falling asleep, just like that time, his body was saving him.

When he heard Jiang Wenhao's words, his pupils moved towards him slowly, his mouth couldn't be opened anymore, his heart was beating very fast, but the sound was very low.

Jiang Wenhao licked his chapped mouth, "Would you like to be with us?"

Zhitao didn't speak, it was difficult for him to even move his eyes now, his body seemed to be covered by thousands of layers of transparent quilts, he was heavy and tired.

He tried to think about this question, but it was too uncomfortable, so not only did he not think about the answer, but he cried out. It might not be accurate to say that crying, but there was water flowing from the corner of his eyes.

It seems that the flowers are washed by the water, and the petals are folded into dark imprints, and at the same time, they also show the thick beauty of oil paintings.

Zhitao's performance made Jiang Wenhao fall silent again, and finally he asked: "Are you very sad?"

"You are very sad and painful." He said to himself, and said with certainty, Jiang Wenhao raised his eyes and looked at the main body of Saltos again. It was a huge cube covered with densely packed eyes.

Perhaps these eyes also included those of Lin Yi'an and the others, Jiang Wenhao thought, his Adam's apple rolled, and his heartbeat started beating intensely.

"You can't do this." In the face of overwhelming force, his words were extremely pale, like a young child telling criminals not to kill.

Saltos didn't move, the words came to Jiang Wenhao's mind, his voice was vague, as if many people were speaking at the same time, "He said he would be with us forever."

"Do you regret it?" A pair of eyes emerged, and they were bent upwards, staring closely at Jiang Wenhao.

Zhitao lowered her eyelashes, embedded on the cube without any vitality, like a flower that was about to lose its vitality, or like a painting that was frozen in the second before death.

Time here is infinitely extended and shortened infinitely, his life seems to be cut off in the next second, and it seems to be stuck here forever.

"I just think..." Jiang Wenhao paused.

Footsteps were heard at the door, and Guai Tan walked in from the door. He teleported to Jiang Wenhao from a distance in the next second, and asked calmly, "What did you do?"

Jiang Wenhao backed away, staring at the approaching strange talk without opening his mouth, his palms slowly oozing sweat.

The Mysterious Containment Bureau couldn't pose a threat to them, but Jiang Wenhao obviously did something else, Kuai Tan closed his eyes and felt for a while, and then said firmly: "You provided the Kuai Tan APP to the police."

The uppermost eye of Saltos opened, releasing absolute, overwhelming, unreasonable darkness, and he asked, "Is that so?"

His eyeballs rolled and landed on Jiang Wenhao. Many voices wailed and sank in His voice. He called out to Jiang Wenhao like a sigh: "My half body."

Jiang Wenhao stopped breathing. He hadn't heard this name for a long time, since he sent Saltos to the mysterious asylum.

Just as he was facing this fear, Guitan suddenly appeared behind him, and Guitan grinned and said, "I'm not dead."

Immortality is Gabriel's skill set by Jiang Wenhao.

Guai Tan put his hand into Jiang Wenhao's heart, and then squeezed the organ in the palm of his hand, with a soft bang, Jiang Wenhao's heart burst open, and blood flowed on the ground.

Before Jiang Wenhao could react from the severe pain, he was thrown into Saltos by Guai Tan, right next to Zhitao.

This is really a difficult situation, Jiang Wenhao smiled wryly beside Zhitao, but now he has calmed down, since he was exposed anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of.

At worst, be eaten by him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenhao felt a sense of relief in his heart. Since the birth of Saltos at the age of 12, he has been living in this fear.

His initial idea was very simple, which was to fantasize about communicating with the outside world, which refers to the world outside the universe. After he had this idea, he continued to conceive of this non-existent communication device.

It has to be different, preferably like a black Rubik's cube, but this Rubik's cube has to be different, so Jiang Wenhao imagined that all six sides of it are covered with eyes.

This is much cooler.

Your name is Saltos!Jiang Wenhao happily named the fantasy phone, and then continued to imagine what a special ability Saltos has, and he can also talk to others in his mind through the phone.

With that in mind, he made the first call through Saltos, and he can't remember now whether it was a real thing or a false memory.

The cry of the child came from the other end of the phone. Jiang Wenhao remembered that the child's voice was very pleasant, as cute as a kitten, so he asked, "Why are you crying?"

The child didn't seem to know how to speak in his head, and just continued to cry, but the unconcealable emotion came from there. Jiang Wenhao carefully distinguished, and asked the second question: Do you want to leave here?

Since he didn't know where the child was talking about, Jiang Wenhao was vague. What he said this time worked, and the child didn't continue to cry.

Jiang Wenhao asked the third question according to his mood: Do you have anyone you hate?

"I hate the dean." The child said timidly. The voice was so clear that Jiang Wenhao, who was lying on the bed, stood up instantly. Just when he wanted to continue asking, Saltos spoke, his voice was exactly the same as his.

[I can make the dean disappear, but as a price, you have to be with me forever. ]

Jiang Wenhao frowned, and strangely knocked Saltos in his head with his imaginary hand. The moment he knocked, Saltos suddenly became bigger and swallowed his palm.

"Ah!" Jiang Wenhao screamed and shook his palm. For a moment, he really felt that his palm was eaten by Saltos. When he was confused, he suddenly heard a slap.

Like an iron box dropped to the ground.

He poked his head out of the bed and looked under the bed. That was the first time he met Saltos, and it was also the first time he felt the fear of suffocation.

Saltos was born relying on him, but he was far stronger than him, just like the gap between humans and gods.

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"It's so cold." Jiang Wenhao couldn't help sighing. Although he lost his heart, he still felt cold, probably because he was really blown by the wind when he was pierced.

Saltos was being held up by Guai Tan and moved quickly, the wind hit Jiang Wenhao coldly on the face, and occasionally he was slapped by branches. Compared with him who was particularly miserable, Zhitao was treated very well, at least not Facing the wind and rain.

But his cheeks became paler.

Jiang Wenhao looked at him who was sleeping next to him, saw his round eyes like a young deer, and the fluffy hair on his face, so cute and beautiful.

"Saltos," Jiang Wenhao said, "do you really want to devour him?"

Saltos didn't speak, and Jiang Wenhao knew that he was actually a fool who didn't like to use his brain. Most of the time, Jiang Wenhao taught him how to do it, or Guai Tan taught him how to do it.

"In this case, I won't be able to see him again," Jiang Wenhao said, trying to make it more touching. "In the future, he won't smile at you, and he won't be able to eat delicious food..."

"But he doesn't love me..." Saltos said lowly, "he doesn't love me, he hates me, I eat a lot of people, they are all me, he doesn't like me, he hates me..."

Nagging, complaining endlessly, Jiang Wenhao thought.

Saltos was really sad. As he told the story, his tears also fell down in big drops, hitting the stuffed bear's head.

"Don't cry," Guitan said annoyed, "As long as you eat him, he will be yours forever."

"But after you eat him, Taotao will never be there again." Jiang Wenhao persuaded.

Obviously he is not a good person, but unexpectedly he became an angel of persuasion for a rare time. Jiang Wenhao spat out the leaves in a pooh, and he was still an angel who was bullied.

Saltos was talking vaguely, but the voice was too noisy, and Jiang Wenhao couldn't hear clearly.

"Taotao becomes a soul after death, you just need to enclose the soul, if you store him inside, he will never leave you." Guitan said lightly.

Guess who created this stuff!

Oh, it's me.