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After sending the ssage, Black Cocoon put the phone back into the restraint belt and ignored it, instead raising his head to look towards the carriage that still diffused warm light.
The phone in the restraint belt kept vibrating, but he couldn’t be bothered to see what text ssages Su Zimai had sent him, as he could guess it was certainly a heap of curses and doubts.
Just like it always had been.
However, he thought, Su Zimai must be wondering now what kind of person in the world would even know the nickna "Diaper Demon"? Could it be soone from Lake Hunting? Or perhaps Ke Qirui suddenly called her out, wanting to give her a surprise?
Black Cocoon withdrew his lengthy thoughts and silently watched the silhouette projected onto the carriage curtain.
He saw that Su Zimai first angrily lowered her head, furiously pressing her phone. After a while, she suddenly looked up and stared blankly at the window.
Separated by a curtain, the two quietly gazed at each other, although those inside the car couldn’t see those outside.
And after a while, just as Black Cocoon expected, Su Zimai stood up from her seat and cautiously opened the carriage door.
To avoid waking Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo Case, she minimized the door closing motion, making only minimal noise.
Then she slipped out through the door crack, walking cautiously on the dark platform number 7, occasionally glancing down at her phone ssages.
There weren’t even five people in the world who would call her "Diaper Demon," so hearing this annoying nickna imdiately brought that person to her mind.
Su Zimai didn’t know why she acted so impulsively; she felt stupid, knowing in her heart there’s no way such absurd things could exist, yet still, a text ssage lured her out, wandering outside for most of the day.
After a while, just as she was about to turn and head back towards the tracks, the platform’s lights suddenly clicked on.
Initially, Su Zimai didn’t have any particular thought, but then she suddenly realized sothing important: this train station had been abandoned for five years — how was there still light?
Her heartbeat accelerated several tis over as she slowly raised her eyes to look at the ceiling bulb while at the sa mont, Black Cocoon gradually released the color-change form of the restraint belt.
Under the flickering lights, his suspended figure was exposed to Su Zimai’s view. He hung there quietly below the ceiling, slowly peeling off the restraint belt covering his face, eting her gaze upside down.
In the silence, the two quietly stared at each other.
Under the flickering lights, Gu Wenyu’s pale and delicate face also flickered.
Staring into his eyes, Su Zimai zoned out for a long ti.
Then the other party slowly opened his mouth, breaking the silence enveloping them:
"Hello, isn’t this our Diaper Demon?"
In nearly an instant, the fear and confusion in her eyes turned into surprise and doubt, then from surprise transford back into greater terror, which then turned into rage, uncontrollable rage.
"Who are you...?" Su Zimai retreated cautiously, murmuring, "Are you that bastard doctor from the troupe? Am I caught in an illusion again? I advise you not to co closer; my brother and father are in the car, taking you down is a breeze for them."
"I am Black Cocoon."
Black Cocoon tilted his head, speaking calmly. Su Zimai lowered her head, her gaze gradually obscured by her bangs.
"Did you lose your mory?" Black Cocoon continued, "Strange, how do I not rember my superpower can cause amnesia?"
He paused: "I said I am Black Cocoon, um... is this sentence difficult to understand? Or is the human language too advanced for the Diaper Demon?"
"What kind of joke are you making..." Su Zimai lowered her voice, "Why do you all love impersonating my brother one by one."
"Oh, Black Cocoon impersonating your brother, yes, that makes sense." Black Cocoon nodded.
"Get lost!"
She lowered her head, no longer looking at his face, afraid she couldn’t hold back her tears.
Black Cocoon remained silent for a mont.
"After all, Black Cocoon and Gu Wenyu seem to be two different identities, but in fact, they are two different existences. One serves self-interest, and the other serves a non-existent, false, disgusting family relationship." He shifted his gaze, speaking slowly, "So objectively speaking, Black Cocoon is real, Gu Wenyu is fake — in this way, there is no such thing as Black Cocoon impersonating your brother; rather, it’s your brother impersonating , understand?"
As he spoke the last word, his face was once again covered by the restraint belt, which also put sunglasses on him.
Su Zimai suddenly paused. It had been a long ti since she heard this cryptic way of speaking.
"You... could it be..."
She was stunned for a long ti, and suddenly realized sothing, then looked up again.
At this mont, Gu Qiye heard the commotion from the platform, opened the door of the ninth carriage, and ca out of the train. With a "click," he casually closed the carriage door.
"Xiaomai?" He raised his eyebrows, tentatively asking, then curiously glanced towards platform number 7, wondering why Su Zimai was chatting outside so late at night.
But at that very mont, Gu Qiye suddenly saw a figure that left him dumbfounded.
Gu Qiye stared at him dazedly, slowly squeezing a na out from his throat:
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