"Where is he ?"
Nanren was mad that he couldn't find her despite hysterically scanning his surroundings, looking again and again!
"Where!"
His hasty shout was mixed with a vicious laugh.
"Hahaha-"
Nanren grabbed No 2's throat and climbed over him, knocking him down. Vein continued to ask with protruding hands and a wild expression, "Where is it?"
"Where ?"
He was wrong, it was himself, how could he not have guessed these movements!
He was fussy and at the same time irritable.
Although he was the one who choked, his eyes were getting blurry and his strength was weakening.
No 2 smiled deeply, feeling the cold metal object in his throat. Even his eyes were shining. Even if the cold breath of the muzzle goes into his jugular vein.
And Nanren had already lost himself paranoid with his already upset, unbalanced mind.
It never actually got better.
The fear of abandonment that he still carried deep inside had now paid off.
He would often wake up at night and fall asleep only with the breathing of the person lying next to him.
Now that she wasn't there either, how could she breathe, let alone sleep? His chest was narrowing. As if chained to an iron cage.
He's always been a coward, and all he can think about is that he should never take his eyes off of him, once he's been dumped at the Valssey bar, with his death heard. She even shamelessly moved into her house and even sneaked into her bed after sleepless nights.
Even if Yun throws him out of bed for a while when he sees her in the morning. He would stubbornly end up at the bottom again the next morning. It was fear. nothing else. Fear of loss and deep dependence. In this way, now his deepest fears were nudged in the most painful way. And he had revealed his deepest nature like the beast freed from his cage.
But who knew that it was he who had driven her away from her!
He still didn't care!
He was going to finish this job right here!
"Ahaha-" the raspy voice coming out of his hoarse throat and the unconcealed intense hatred in his eyes. Nanren felt goosebumps.
"If it can't be mine, you can't—" The smile on his face was growing colder and wilder.
Nanren's throat tightened even more, his breathing stagnating!
How could he be so disgusting?! He is disgusted with himself!
And it was as if his inner self was being challenged by his being. It caused him to learn over and over again about how messed up he was in his previous life!
"Isn't that fairer?"
Nanren was shaken by her crazy look.
"Oh, Nanren, ah! How can you be so hypocritical? You're disgusting, how can you make you feel so honest with such a greedy expression when you don't deserve it?"
"Have you forgotten where you came from? How quickly do you dive into those sweet dreams!"
Each word swung through his chest like a sharp knife, and his face turned pale as he grew pale.
His eyes reddened.
His breathing quickened, he shouted.
"Shut up!"
Shut up!
He wanted to ask, why are you doing this to me, to himself? Where are these deep feelings of hatred and inferiority coming from?! With a hysterical and manic expression- Nanren had only realized that he had gone truly insane in his previous life.
"Ahaha-"
Even though No2 laughed, the voice in the throat sounded heavily depressed, like moans and stings. All of a sudden, all his hatred rose and he shouted!
"Ha! Tell me! Nanren, I'm just curious. How did you become such an optimistic idiot-"
Nanren paused with her breath if you suddenly stopped. Lightning struck his head with the question asked!
He lifted his head and met those pale hopeless and lifeless eyes.
Whether he is No2 or himself, he is not someone who likes to bullshit here like that. It ends the beam immediately. But now, what is this?
Deceived!
"You…" His voice trembled.
No2 was crying hoarsely.
He just provoked himself. It was obviously a fake one, so he had given up in the first place, perhaps out of a sense of implicit resignation. But not this way!
He just wanted to face himself, one last time, and that's how he ended up fueling her with emotional pain.
No2 was actually both jealous and adored. He had somehow erased those negative emotions that he couldn't suppress inside in this life! This put an end to the cancerous thoughts.
And he didn't have that courage himself!
Nanren loosened his hands from his neck. In this way, he coughed hard.
He stared blankly at his own self underneath and stood still.
"Come on, I just wanted to argue - don't be too mad" No2 wanted to smile convincingly, yet his embarrassed look made him look extremely miserable.
Nanren felt his eyes burn with emotions rising from the top of his heart.
"Well, I'm just giving up - I beg you look at me and don't become like this!"
No2 somehow didn't want an answer. He just wanted to empty himself and relax emotionally. He turned his head to the sky and remembered those eyes that made his heart tremble. He was so clear and clean that he was really ashamed to be near him, covered in dirt as such.
He stretched out his hands slightly and wrapped around the forgotten metal. He took a deep breath, but that breath was interrupted.
"-Bamm!"
The metal around his neck backfired, the trigger pulled hard, and Nanren's pupils constricted sharply.
She choked and felt unable to breathe.
How crazy and hysterical he had just been. It's dead quiet now.
He stared at the blood that soiled the floor and his hands, and then fainted powerlessly, with a heavy mood of emotional instability.
-To be continued-