Zhuo Huang is the na of [Brazil] in real life.
Not long after Pharoah yelled outside his villa, Brazil moved away.
His family would laugh and say that he requires a better environnt for more conducive growth. They would even joke and praise the fact that their little Brazil wasnt like the wretched Zhao family.
Didnt they say that both Zhao Ke and Zhao Ming were excellent children and that I should be more like them? Brazil scoffed.
Why did everything change in a year or two?
Brazil knew why. He knew that Zhao Ke was getting bullied at school, but he never spoke up.
He was afraid that he would beco just like him.
The evening before going to school.
Brazil just returned to his dorm, turning on his computer and getting ready to play computer gas.
At this mont, his mobile phone vibrated. He glanced at his phone and frowned imdiately.
[Huang, My girlfriend suggested that I go to Shihekou High for a trial of guts. Do you think I should agree?]
[idk how she heard of the place]
Although Brazils family forbade him from talking to Pharoah, it never stopped him.
They rarely et in real life but often communicate online.
In the beginning, they analysed the reason for Zhao Kes disappearance and went to Shihekou High School several tis to search for evidence, but to no avail.
Gradually, they would stop talking about these topics and move on to regular teenage boy topics. Sotis, they would talk about urban legends, perhaps due to Zhao Kes lasting imprint.
After staring at the phone screen for a while, Brazil tapped on the phone screen.
[Youre overthinking it. xddd]
[Maybe she heard of it online.]
[I dont think its that simple.]
[What if she knows my brother disappeared there?]
[Youre worrying too much, I think.]
[If youre that scared, I can go with you.]
[Then maybe you can be at peace about Zhao Ke after the trial of guts, idk.]
[Please]
[Pharoah has invited you to the group Trial of Guts.]
Brazil and Pharoah thought it would just be like the tis they would sneak into Shihekou High Schoolthey would find nothing, and they would return ho safe and sound.
But this ti, they were wrong.
Lu Yibei regretted swallowing two cores at once. She felt that her mory was all over the place.
One second, she would take on Pharoahs role; another second, she would take on Brazils role. She shook her head and focused harder.
Then
The fog in her brain cleared away, and she saw the last things Brazil and Pharoah saw before they died.
In the dimly lit stairwell, a tall and thin entity wrapped its arms around Brazil.
From afar, Lu Yibei could feel his pain as if it were her own, and every single one of Brazils cells was crying out in pain.
Under that malicious embrace, Brazil struggled helplessly; his eyes gradually beca hollow, his muscles tensed up, and his limbs drooped limply.
Just as Brazil was about to fade into darkness, he saw Zhao Ke looking at him and doing nothing, just as Brazil did when he saw Zhao Ke getting bullied.
Im sorry, Brazil choked out.
Pharoah hurriedly walked into the room with a bloodied Brazil on his back.
In the room that was padded with several sandbags scattered around, Pharoah hurriedly, yet gently, set Brazil down upon the softer puppets.
W-well rest here. We can talk about it when we leave later.
After a pause, he continued, I-Im sorry for dragging you here. I wanted to know how my brother disappeared.
Hearing this, Brazils face contorted as he let out a sinister smile. Brazil leaned into Pharoahs ear and whispered in a voice that wasnt his.
Hes in my body, Brazil said. Want to see him?
Pharoahs eyes widened in shock, and he hurriedly got up and ran towards the door.
However, a white, slender hand was conjured in the darkness, shutting the door and locking it.
A rancid sll erged from behind Pharoah.
Before Pharoah could turn around, the sandbag puppets opened their maws and shredded Pharoah into pieces.
His blood stained the sandbags red, and in his trance, he heard his brothers voice.
You shouldnt have co here, brother.
Argh
Lu Yibei found herself in her living room, but she felt as if she were still in that horrid school.
She felt sothing was amiss.
Bursts of pain would explode in her head, and she would keel over in pain. The mories of the four teens would cross with her own, and she would feel disoriented.
It was as if soone had cracked her head open and injected the mories of four teenagers into her brain.
She knew she was Lu Yibei, but she felt like she was a once cheerful girl plagued by nightmares, an introverted girl haunted by guilt, a brother sentenced to loneliness, an unmoving witness
As if she were being cursed by their souls.
The manly urge to play soccer or to et her girlfriend.
Or to et her boyfriend or to chase deadlines for howork.
This must be the side effect, Yibei groaned internally.
She couldnt help looking at the other uneaten halves and moaned in frustration.
I cant eat anymore; if I eat anymore, I might develop a split personality disorder.
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