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Chapter 1952:That's Not Me (2)

I didn’t have much fear about it.

Especially when Guo Yujie was next to me, and when I kept talking, my mood was very calm.

I even remember that there is a similar thing in the commission that Ao Ye has handled.

The body is occupied by ghosts, unconsciously drifting away from family and friends, losing themselves.

This kind of thing should not happen to me.

What he wants to do is to make me crumble, to kill my soul, not to isolate me, to put me in the point of rebellion.

At least, for now, he hasn’t taken that action.

That's understandable.

He is the other me, maybe it is a schizophrenic, maybe it is the future I will come back to seize the body.

Don’t those suspense movies like this often?

By its very nature, that soul is still me, and his enemy, the object of his destruction, is only me.

My family, friends, and his family and friends.

I wanted to protect them, and he thought so.

The only conflict we have is conceptual conflict.The root cause of this conflict is actually caused by the people of Ao Ye.

If there is no green leaf, I will face the world alone, contact with spiritual events, watch the world slowly collapse, fall into the rule of the ghost king, the road I choose, should be to adapt to this kind of collapse.

I will adapt to the world, rather than choosing to go against the sky and change the world like Ye Qing.

So, choosing to become a ghost king seems to be my inevitable destination.

“Lynch, what do you think?”Kwok called me twice.

I looked at her for a moment, the pain in my chest and the memory that still haunted me, and still reminded me of the death of the four Ao Ye.

“What do you look like in your eyes?”I asked.

If the changed past is the other "I" living in my place, Guo Yujie is exposed to the "I", I may be able to determine my own previous judgment from Guo Yujie's description.

“Huh?You?”Guo Yujie was surprised by my problem, but she was not Chen Xiaoqiu, who was thoughtful and careful, nor was she familiar with my skinny and fat people.After a little accident, Guo Yujie answered bluntly: "No matter what."Good to be helpful.But you are also too alone.And you don’t care what other people think.It's too strong."She looked at me and said, "It's too cold."

I have no voice.

Is that the “me” of the future?

I remembered the future that Akiko Yang showed me, but I vaguely felt that there was something wrong.

Someone like that makes me so strange.

Even if my temperament changes in the future, after going back to the past, I still want to try, and before I can stop the deterioration of the world and the death of some people.

Isn’t that contrary to the devil’s plan?

I have never been a very intelligent, visionary person.

To fool the ghost king, to drive them to work for themselves, and beneath that, to hide their true purpose—to change the past and the whole world... how is that possible?

It is good to say that it is better to say that from the future counter-offensive in the past, it is better to say that it is necessary to formulate and implement a more complex plan, and to play in front of all ghost kings, I do not think that I have such a ability.

“Did I save a lot of people?”I asked.

"Not even that."Guo Yujie replied bluntly, “I also saved one or two.”But you know, there are too many ghosts.You saved them once or twice, and you can’t save them every time.You don't have to put so much pressure on your back."She looked at me with frustration and admiration.

The more I listened, the more strange it was.

The ward door opened at this time, and Chen Xiaoqiu walked in with three people, lean and fat.

“You are coming.”

“I brought you lunch.”

“Cyko, you are awake!”

“Very good!”

They spoke, and in the end they all turned into a happy tone.

"Seriously, why do you always go forward alone."With that said, the skinny son complained like Guo Yujie before, "We are not weak chickens."Have you ever worked well together before?”

"Every time something big happens, you throw us away."The fat man complained.

I watched the two of them in silence.

I realized that Chen Xiaoqiu was also looking at me.

“This time, write a review!”The skinny made a serious look.

Guo Yujie laughed, added the conditions, and added the word limit.

The fat man followed the fun, and when it came to it, he had to check it out.

Chen Xiaoqiu and I never spoke.

The three of them slowly quieted down, their eyes hovering between us.

The skinny coughed, “That’s what.Your sister stayed up late yesterday and came to see you again in the evening.“My aunt and uncle...”

“Who is Ye Qing?”Chen Xiaoqiu interrupted the thin man and looked into my eyes.

"The man of the green leaf, the initiator, the founder, can be said to be the captain."I answered.

The three men looked at each other.

“Cyg, you’ve been unconscious before, you’ve just seen that green leaf thing?”The skinny asked.

Chen Xiaoqiu still stared at me, “Who are you?”

The three of them stared again.

“Scully, what do you say?”Guo Yuji asked blankly.

Kill me this way?

I felt cold in my heart, but not much surprised.

Those pictures of death passed in my mind again.

The four people in Ao Ye are directly or indirectly dead in the hands of their relatives and dead in the hands of the people they care about most.

Was I also designed this death?

A “past” that is completely different from my personality, let me be suspected by friends and family, and then...

"That man, not me."I laughed bitterly, remembering what had happened over the past year, of my parents and my sister, "You probably, not you."

“What are you talking about, Chico?”The skinny asked, a little confused.

The fat man was silent, but his expression was unusually ugly.

The sight of Guo Yujie wandered between me and Chen Xiaoqiu, and was uneasy.

“Who are you?”Chen Xiaoqiu asked again.

I saw all three take a step back and look into my eyes, a little more alert.

"I'm Lynch."I have a heartache, but I have abated my emotions.

If that "I" is this kind of thinking, and it may even be another "I" at all, which is another ghost king, the dove, and impersonate me for more than 20 years, then I cannot allow the other party to kill me.

Although the four people in front of me have not changed, their personality has not changed, and my relationship is almost the same as before.

Even though I know, everything is different.The memories I hold, and their memories, are very different.To say that friendship should also be spoiled, and it will become more and more distorted because of the increase in time spent together.

Although... these are all facts.

"I'm Lynch."I took a deep breath, and my body was still lying in my hospital bed, plugged in the ventilator, hanging a little bit, but I had regained my calmness.

When those tragic deaths resurfaced, I still felt a little pain, but I didn’t want that to happen to the four people in front of me.

“That, not me.”I continued, "The man you know, the man you've been with for a long time, not me."

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