The man's face was completely exposed, but his heroic fair face looked much more mature, and the curvature of his thin lips was almost exactly the same as the boy in his mind. The only difference is that one pair of eyes is pitch black, while the other is blood red.
Shen Mubai was almost dumbfounded, she asked the system in a panic, "What's going on?"
The system said, "It seems that this is the reason why the task did not show failure."
Shen Mubai couldn't believe it, "You mean, he is also Ji Shu? But... But Ji Shu is already dead, and he killed him."
The system said silently, "Calm down, he should tell you the answer."
Shen Mubai took a deep breath, tightly clutching the clown mask in his hand, his pupils trembling slightly, "Are you Ji Shu?"
The man pinched her chin and slowly approached, his warm breath spraying on her face.
But Shen Mubai has no time to worry about this ambiguous atmosphere, she just stares at the blood red eyes in front of her, her mind is in a mess.
Are they the same person
But the age and time did not match at all, and Ji Shu Mingming was always by her side, or the person in front of her just turned into a monster with the same face as Ji Shu.
Thinking of this possibility, Shen Mubai's body stiffened, and he quietly took out the gun hidden by his side.
The other party chuckled, held down her hand that drew the gun, and said in a slightly low voice, "This doesn't work for me, you know it in your heart, don't you?"
Shen Mubai's movements stopped, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull the skin off the opponent's face.
That warm feeling doesn't feel like a mask at all.
The man let her pull his face, his blood-red eyes almost indulged in tenderness, just staring at her for a moment.
Shen Mubai was still in great doubt and horror, caught off guard, his lips were covered with something soft.
At the same time, the back of the head was also shackled by a big hand.
She opened her eyes slightly, and the momentary surprise caused the man to push in along the crack of her lips, then slowly outlined her softness, and sucked in her thin mouth.
"Hmm..." Shen Mubai struggled, resisting with all his strength.
The man turned a deaf ear and continued his movements, and forced the kiss down.
The delicate girl in Lolita costume was pressed on the sofa. She tried to turn her face away, but was turned away time and time again. What followed was an even deeper kiss.
A hand pinched the soft side of her ear, and then went all the way down, clasping fingers with her hand.
Just when Shen Mubai was about to bite the other party's tongue, the man gently squeezed her palm.
The body paused slightly. This was a little habit she and Ji Shu had developed. Whether it was a small comfort or a secret signal, they would secretly pinch each other's palms.
Shen Mubai was a little dazed, she clearly watched Ji Shu die in front of her, and Ji Shu had confronted the man face to face.
She doesn't believe that a person can be divided into two halves, so why is that
The most important thing is that her mission has not failed. If the person in front of her is not Ji Shu, then how can she explain it.
"Little fool." The man stared at her distracted appearance, smiled softly, and stroked her cheek full of nostalgia.
Shen Mubai looked at him, "Are you really Ji Shu?"
"I'm not him, I'm also him." The man whispered, his blood-red eyes stared straight at her, his tone was still weird and smiling as always.
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