It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

"Probably like this...I had such a dream."

The teenager summed it up with the last sentence. He rubbed his temple hard.

"I always feel that things seem to be moving in a bad direction." He rubbed his head in distress and said, "Once two different personalities realize the existence of each other, they are likely to be hostile to the other if they continue Continue like this……"

Distressed by Troll's current situation, Mute, who was terrified after having such a dream, simply called Robin, and wanted to discuss with him about the trend of the major personality split.

"I always feel that this dream is a bit unusual..."

It felt like something foreshadowed him, making him feel very wrong.

With his hands spread open on the backrest of the sofa, the red-haired elementary soldier sitting on the sofa with a wide smile took a glance at him, his eyes full of strange looks.

"This dream." He paused, smacked his mouth, and raised an eyebrow, said, "You might be a little...satisfied?"

Mute: "........."

The next second, Robin's tall and sturdy body rose into the air and was thrown out, hitting hard against the metal wall of the corridor outside, making a loud bang that flicked the hard object.

Then, he slid down along the wall.

Mute, who was irritated by Robin's uncontrollable words, stood in the room with fiery eyes and gasped for a few breaths before barely suppressing the half of his anger and half of his anger.

You just want to be dissatisfied!

You have been dissatisfied all your life!

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Mute thought angrily, sitting down, but he was sulking.

Although the scale of that dream is bigger...

Thinking of the scenes he dreamed of, Mute only felt his face burned again.

Although according to the time, it is indeed a long time since I have been intimate with the major general. When I taught the major general who has no memory for a while, I always touched the end of the body. Although it is really interesting to tease the uncomfortable major general, but every time halfway In fact, he is a bit...

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No, no, he was definitely not like Robin said, absolutely not because of dissatisfaction to make that kind of large-scale dream! No! @ Unlimited good text, all in Jinjiang Literature City

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"I heard you had a strange dream?"

The next day, the man who was one of the protagonists of the dream asked this question directly to Mute.

The teenager asked was embarrassed and ashamed.

Sure enough, Robin's traitor was not at all reliable!

He deserves to be a primary soldier in his life!

Mute thought with suffocation, pursed his lips, and looked up at Troll secretly. Unexpectedly Troll was staring at him, so the peeking eye struck Troll's eyes.

His heart thumped, and the feeling of being hot on his face made him know that his face was definitely red. Robin said that he wanted to have a spring dream of dissatisfaction, and now the object of his dream was standing in front of his eyes and asked him what dream he had... Even if he had not described it with this man many times, this is the case now. Do you feel ashamed?

The restless teenager shoved his body into a mass, shrunk on the sofa, held his knees in his hands, buried his slightly red face in his knees, and embarrassed to keep looking up to see Troll.

Troll stood and looked at the teenager who shrank his body like a rabbit into a small ball that he only wished to disappear, his lips slightly raised.

It was only very fast, a light of unknown meaning passed through the ink blue eyes, and the smile disappeared, but a little dignified. He groaned a little, stepped forward, walked up to Mute, and leaned down to kneel before Mute lying on the sofa. His outstretched hand held Mute's arm around his knee.

His hand was suddenly caught, and the teenager, who was buried, raised his head subconsciously, and at first glance at the face in front of him, he was startled and shrank back instinctively. But he flinched back a bit, and the man in front of him followed him a bit, keeping their faces very close.

Behind him was the backrest of the sofa. There was no retreat. Mute could only maintain such a posture, staring at the beautiful beauty in front of him.

"doing what?"

He asked dryly.

"There will be no such thing."

"what?"

"Your dream cannot come true."

Troll stared at Mute, the ice-blue hue settled in his pupils, stained with ink, as if a touch of blue meant to melt in the endless dark universe.

Mute looked at those eyes, and the whole person involuntarily indulged in the deep dark blue tone.

"Um..." the teenager hummed low, and blinked a little confused, "but I always feel..."

It was like an ominous omen... terrible... and a strange feeling beyond words.

When he woke up abruptly, he was palpitated for a long time before he was relieved.

"impossible."

Troll said that there is no doubt about it.

He raised his hand, and his clear white fingers lifted Mute's temples, and his fingertips protruded into the soft hair of the teenager. He leaned forward slightly, his warm forehead resting on Mute's forehead.

The soft dark hair of different shades were intertwined, their foreheads pressed against each other, and the tips of their noses were close to each other.

Mo Lan's pupil melted Mute's dark eyes, and the dark eyes also fell into a touch of blue.

The man's gaze was softer than anything.

However, the gentle danger covered the opposite extreme danger.

"Nothing like that will happen."

The usual indifferent voice, flat and smooth, can't hear any emotions, but inexplicably it gives people a feeling of fright.

"Even another me."

He said lightly.

"Before I meet you, I will be killed."

The temperature in the room seemed to be suddenly cold, and Mute opened his mouth slightly and looked at the man in front of him, as if he hadn't recovered, and didn't speak for a while.

Instead, the man who spoke terrible words didn't notice what he said, and he smiled a little, then lowered his head slightly and rubbed the tip of his nose gently over the teenager who was watching him in a daze.

Troll looked at Mute, his eyes spoiled to the extreme.

"Don't be afraid." He said, "I'm here."

He said, "Nothing will happen."

Yes, the situation in Mute's dream is simply impossible.

Even if he is the other, let him touch the teenager in his arms, even one finger, he can't stand it, let alone share it. If it really becomes that way, he will kill the other himself at all costs.

But if he fails and will be killed by the other party, then he will definitely bring Mute to death before he is killed.

…And if it is another one, he must have the same idea.

Troll was contemplating, and the teenager nestled in his arms suddenly shouted at him.

"Major General."

"Ok."

"I don't know why, I always feel very upset." Mute said with a tight grip on Troll's clothes. "I always feel something is wrong..."

The air seemed silent for a moment, and after a while, Troll spoke.

He said, "I'm here."

He repeated this sentence in a low voice: "Don't be afraid if I'm here."

The repeated words in Mute's ears seemed to calm Mute's uneasy heart. He gave a soft hug, hugged Troll's waist, and rubbed his forehead against Troll's chin. rub.

"I know."

He said, hesitating and asking.

"Then you remember that morning, you... No, the ‘you’ who had no memory asked me if there was another existence in your body... Do you remember this thing?”

There was a little silence again, and then Troll nodded.

He stroked Mute's hair and said, "It's okay."

He whispered like a sigh, "Don't worry."

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After a few days of bravery, the teenager who had settled in that familiar embrace finally squinted slightly, like a pet, enjoying the caress.

The room was quiet, and the man with his arms didn't continue to speak, or did anything else, but just stroked his head, his back, and occasionally lowered his head, rubbing his temples.

I don't know how long after that, the ringing bell broke the silence in the room, and the narrowed figure of Via and Robin standing outside the door was projected onto the light curtain at the door.

Troll raised his hand and made a gesture, the door opened automatically, and the two came in one after the other. Mute turned to look at them, and Via looked up at him, coughing softly.

"You step back first."

Via said, "I have something to report to Your Majesty."

Because Troll’s amnesia is still erratic, Mute told Via and others about it and told them that it’s best to continue to use the attitude of the major general who treats amnesia-because there is no way to know when the major general will It will become amnesia.

At that time, although Via showed a very strange look, he agreed to do as he said.

So now that Via said so, Mute didn't say much, and got up and left here obediently.

The door closed quietly behind him, also blocking the figures of the three people in the room. The long corridor was empty, and the entrance to Troll's room was not used to be guarded. He didn't seem to like this. Only at the end of the long corridor would there be guards on duty.

These days, the teenager who was sleep deprived because of worries yawned and slowly went out of the corridor.

Ah, bad.

Just halfway through, Mute suddenly remembered.

He forgot to pay attention to the repeated problems of major general amnesia. He only told Via!

When he was going to talk to Robin last time, he was angry with Robin and threw Robin out directly. It was too late to tell, and I didn’t know if Via had spoken to Robin, if Via thought he told Robin If you didn’t tell me

Thinking of this, Mute quickly turned around and ran back.

He hurried back, and as soon as his foot stepped on the door, a light projected and quickly scanned his entire body. After detecting that Mute had free access, the door opened slowly.

Only then did a gap open, and Robin's loud voice came out of the door.

"BOSS, there is no way to solve this way!" @無無好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

The voice of the red-haired elementary soldier sounded extremely irritable.

"With this delay, it is impossible for the little guy to realize that the person with the disordered memory is not you at all!"

Facing away from the door, he didn't even notice that the door was slowly opening and the sound of Robin was loud.

"What's wrong with the memory is--"

"!!"

Troll looked up sharply at the door.

"Robin!"

Via, who was also aware of the movement at the door, shouted.

But it was too late, and Robin had blurted out in the second half.

"--Mute himself!"

In a word, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

At that moment, it seemed to feel something invisible cracked deep in my mind.

Ugh?

what?

...What did Robin say?

Standing in front of the open door, Mute stared blankly at the three people who looked at him.

His pupils dilated slightly, as if something cracked in his brain.

The person with the disordered memory is not a major general.........is himself?