Chapter 12: Not a normal person.

Xu You was like a salted fish paralyzed on the bed, the sticky feeling was not very pleasant, she even wished that she was a puppet without consciousness, not to have to face this kind of human tragedy.

She waited and waited, finally waiting for Min Duan to come back, only he ......

Min Duan, with an oversized black plastic bag in one hand, looks like a soldier carrying two bomb packs to the front line. Min Duan, with an oversized black plastic bag in one hand, looks like a soldier carrying two bomb packs to the front line, if only he had a righteous expression on his face.

"......" So he was ransacking the women's section of the supermarket for supplies?

Min Duan placed the bag in his hand on the bed and walked over to the bed first, propping up the nightstand with one hand, a fine sweat sliding down his forehead as he gasped for air, his chest rising and falling slightly as he pulled open the first drawer and pulled out the bottle of pills, opening it and swallowing two more pills.

He took a moment to recover, his eyes clearing, and he straightened up and walked over to Xu You and sat down, pulling over the two large bags and pulling out the contents, spreading them out and arranging them in an orderly fashion.

Colorful, large packages of tampons cover almost the entire queen-sized bed.

Xu You : ...... Like a stall selling sanitary napkins.

Min Duan stroked her head and said in a warm voice, "Go ahead and use it, there's anything you want, I got all the types back."

Xu You, the puppet, gets his orders and picks up the nearest pack of pink wrapped tampons and walks out of bed to the bathroom.

Min Duan looked at it and silently memorized the key information about the pack of sanitary napkins just now - daily use, cotton soft surface, and size 245mm.

He let out a long breath and sat on the edge of the bed waiting for her to come out, but after half an hour there was no movement at all.

Min Duan came to the bathroom door, which was left open, and saw Xu You standing in place with the pink bag, motionless, like a machine missing a certain part, suddenly jammed and unable to run.

If she hadn't been controlled, her expression at the moment would have been blank.

Min Duan instantly realized, opened his mouth, but did not say a word.

Now Xu You's body is controlled by his mind, so before she can act, Min Duan's mind has to have a corresponding picture or concept for her to implement it against, but the crux of the problem is that he hasn't used that thing ......

More than that, I can't imagine the picture.

Min Duan stood still, his fingertips stiffening, his expression struggling a bit.

The system slapped his leg and said, "Excellent host, it seems you'll have to do this yourself, he'll have to release his hold on you."

Heh, stupid matchmaker brain circuit, Min Duan can disarm it and naturally control it again, Xu You didn't respond to it, she hadn't figured out what mood to face this kind of situation yet.

Min Duan hesitated for a long time, his eyes swept and saw that there were already blood stains on the side of her white and delicate legs, he was silent, walked over and took the pink package in her hand, unwrapped a sheet, and reached out toward the hem of her white skirt.

"!!!" Xu You was shocked, feeling the blood rush into his brain for a split second.

Leaving aside the fact that she still had shame, this was a little too exciting for a single person who had never been in a relationship before.

Don't be so desperate.

The system looked like it didn't have eyes, "It's over, your last chance to go against the grain is gone."

Xu You ：Reasonably speaking, this kind of opportunity for a reversal of fortune she doesn't want at all, she just wants to split the system and use it as firewood.

And Min Duan withdrew his hand the moment it touched the hem of her cotton skirt, and he straightened slightly to meet her gaze, looking into her bleary eyes and saying slowly, word for word, "Smile again."

Xu You curled his lips at the command.

Min Duan's eyes dimmed a bit as well, and with a low sigh, he dropped a soft kiss on her brow before picking her up, heading out to the living room, grabbing her bag, and making his way to her doorstep.

Min Duan took the key from her bag and unlocked the door, carried her to her bed in her bedroom, surrounded her with a quilt, and then sat quietly beside her.

He came close to her, carefully measuring her face, as if he wanted to memorize it, and after a moment, he lowered his head again and kissed her on the lips, slightly touching them.

Min Duan rose slowly and took several steps back, his voice soft, "It's time for you to wake up."

In a moment, Xu You's eyes re-brightened, her vision slowly focused, after a while, she could see the person standing not far away, he lowered his head and hung his eyes, his eyelashes covered and down, his face was pale, like a prisoner who was going to be executed, slaughtered by others, and let people spit on him.

"Min Duan." Xu You called out to him.

Min Duan squeezed his fingertips together silently and didn't say anything.

"You," Xu You coughed, "close your eyes for a moment."

Min Duan cooperated and closed his eyes, hearing her baring two jumps off the bed, then hearing the movement of her pulling open a locker and baring it again as she ran away.

The door opened and closed, and he was the only one left in the bedroom.

Xu You entered the bathroom and quickly changed into the clothes she had taken out of the closet, followed by a tampon, an old face heating up in a rare way, she just couldn't do the red behind her nightgown and run around in front of Min Duan, she could only tell him to get some shut-eye for a moment.

Xu You changed, soaked the dirty clothes in water, slapped her face twice, and forced herself to take a deep breath to calm down before re-entering the bedroom.

Min Duan is still standing in place with his eyes closed, Xu You walked to him before he opened his eyes, a glance to see a series of watermarks of feet on the wooden floor, slightly frowned, habitually carry Xu You to the bed, draw paper towels to wipe her feet and put on shoes.

That's how he's been taking care of her all this time, and it's only when he's done with everything that he reacts to the fact that Xu You is now awake, and she's staring at him without a word.

Min Duan didn't dare to raise his eyes to meet her, stiffening slightly, he let go of her and stepped back a bit.

He was afraid to see the emotion of disgust and revulsion in her eyes, and he was also afraid of her silence like this, if she was angry, he could take revenge for her, but he was afraid Xu You even hated revenge, after all, no one wants to be controlled.

She knew what kind of thing he was and would want to hide away and never let him near her life again, maybe tomorrow at first light she would leave.

"Are you hungry?" The soft voice resumed.

Min Duan froze.

Receiving no response, Xu You continued, "Then let's have a late night snack together."

Min Duan looked up in shock to see her blinking and smiling, the way he wanted to see and the way he couldn't control. The look that he couldn't control.

Xu You got out of bed again, drew on her slippers, and walked into the kitchen, followed closely by Min Duan, his eyes locked as if he was afraid she would disappear.

Xu You pulled open the refrigerator, bent slightly to look closer, and mumbled, "Hmmm ...... Some of the ingredients have been left out for a long time and can't be eaten, so how about cooking noodles and frying two eggs?"

Her tone was the usual, relaxed and homely, and Min Duan felt a slight warmth in his mood, his eyes fluttering, and he responded with a soft hmmm.

Xu You seemed not to notice his abnormality, and skillfully began to do his work, first boiling the water, and then putting the noodles into the pot, the water making a slight sound of gurgling, and the heat rising.

The long-forgotten white vapor in the kitchen drifted away, blurring one's vision, and Min Duan watched her steadily.

Two large bowls of noodles were brought out, white thin noodles with some bright green scallions and a golden fried egg, simple but with warmth.

The walls of the bowl were hot and his palm was warm, Min Duan ate slowly, many times slower than usual, as if he was savoring to remember the flavors, and as if he was eating his last meal, he finally finished and put down his chopsticks, carrying the bowl to the kitchen to wash it and put it away.

Xu You leaned against the window, her fingertips tapping the petals of the jasmine plant as she waited for Min Duan, who seemed to have something to say, or perhaps he had made a decision.

This time Min Duan washed the dishes, extraordinarily slowly, and she stood by the window for a while before he came out of the kitchen, separated from her by a distance.

After a moment's pause, he spoke slowly, "I'm a puppeteer, not a normal person."

Xu You looked up at him without interrupting.

"I have fits when I'm mentally ill, I lose control and kill people, I've done everything you can't imagine ...... very embarrassing things," Min Duan said, dropping his eyelashes and saying hard, "I've controlled you and done bad things to you, and maybe next time I'll dismember you, and you'd better ...... stay away from me."

Like he was afraid of what Xu You would say, and not daring to look at her expression, Min Duan hurriedly turned away, leaving a flustered back.

Xu You looked in that direction and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

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It was a night that was destined to be difficult for some people to sleep.

Min Duan was curled up alone on the large bed, no familiar warmth on his pillow, so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing.

His mind was a mess and he withered his eyes open all night.

Early the next morning, he sat up, turned his body on its side, and reached out to the side, subconsciously trying to pick up the person next to him for breakfast, but fishing for air.

Min Duan reacted sluggishly, yes, last night let her back, and warned her to leave, today she should ...... go away, right.

He was to be left alone again in dead silence, unaware of the passage of time, unmoved by sweet and sour, regardless of the seasons.

He wanted to close his eyes and die immediately, so he would no longer suffer the feeling of his heart being gripped and falling indefinitely.

Min Duan stared dead at a wall not far away.

The wall separated two worlds, bright and warm on one side, dark and silent on the other.

From the beginning they were not of the same world.

But having never had her smile, he wouldn't feel like looking at everything gray now, having never had her company, he wouldn't feel horribly silent and quiet now, having never eaten her cooking, he wouldn't find the other flavors overwhelming now.

The sense of getting and then losing, the great sense of falling almost destroyed his sanity, and he wanted to control her again, to keep her with him forever, and such thoughts gnawed at his heart like sharp-mouthed, sharp-toothed parasites, making every drop of his blood clamor to have her.

Forcibly suppressing his emotions and thoughts, Min Duan bowed on the bed, his arm pressed against his head.

After a long time, an abrupt, grim laugh resounded in the empty, quiet room.

He laughed lowly, as if in self-deprecation and despair.

Min Duan thought again, he should go and beg her, tell her that the Puppeteer wasn't scary, assure her that he no longer controlled her, that he could even stop controlling anyone, that he would go to his room and lock himself up before the onset of the attack, and that he wouldn't hurt her.

So don't be afraid ......

Can you please not go.

Yes, he should go and beg her, she was so kind, she would surely agree to stay.

The idea that sprang up was like a weed growing wild, impossible to cut down, the strands pulling at his mind.

Min Duan rolled over and ran out of bed, rushed to the door in a mad frenzy, but stopped in his tracks the moment he touched the cold iron door.

The destructive force was extinguished in an instant.

What was the point of forcing her to stay, she was still afraid of him, and who would want to stay with a shadowy monster, trapped in a cage.

She'll have a bad time.

This last realization overpowered all previous impulses and thoughts, Min Duan covered his head and crouched down, staring at the dark door without movement.

As soon as ...... opened the door, he could see her.

She would leave today, then he'd see her one last time, sneaking a peek so she wouldn't find out.

Just one look.

Just one look.

He waited quietly, not letting her find out.

Min Duan convinced himself.

Finally he opened the door, quietly pulled back a crack, and glanced out to see what was on the high stool by the door - a key and an orange sticky note with a smiley face drawn on it.

She gave him the key to her house.