Darkness is Coming

  Many people say that good memories exist in a compressed and abstract form.

Suppose there is a hot summer day, the sun hanging high in the sky sheds poisonous sunlight, scorching the asphalt road and the pedestrians on the road into a soft shape, and you live in a small bamboo house by the sea, holding your favorite book in the text Swim in the ocean of fantasy, when the sun shines through the window and makes you feel hot, you take a crystal cup and take a sip of ice, then the salty sea breeze blows in, taking away all your unhappiness, leaving you there A moment of contentment to feel your own luck and happiness.

   After many years, you will not remember what book you were reading and what you read that day, you will not remember the size of the waves and the shape of the shells on the beach that day, you will only remember the unforgettable feeling of that moment.

  Sunshine, ice drink, sea breeze, the experience of a day is compressed into a few words, from fleeting feelings, refined into dazzling memory essence, deeply penetrated into your mind.

   When I recalled it again, what I saw in front of me was not a high-definition photo, but a vague outline, which lost precision and authenticity but gained more imagination space.

   Phil also believed that it was this blurring that made the person in memory more beautiful, but Phil never thought that when she appeared in memory, it would be more beautiful in reality.

  The girl who missed her first love and never forgot, stood in front of her wearing the cheerleading uniform she had met when she was a teenager. Her tight wheat-colored skin was full of youthful colors, as if time had gone backwards.

As a functional male with a normal orientation, Phil can feel the physiological reaction in his body, and his lower limbs have already erected a tent in his crotch. Seoul produces complex psychological reactions including emotions such as caution, worry, and fear.

One stream of heat flows from the bottom up from the bladder, the other from the brain from top to bottom, the two armies are fighting at the heart, huddled together in the atrium, turbulent and fierce, rushing out of the cardiovascular system like Enceladus. The eruption of the volcano on the ice.

   "You seem nervous." Juliana smiled and walked to the edge of the bed to sit down, her thighs and calves forming a wonderful angle.

Phil didn't dare to face his emotions anymore, didn't dare to think any more, he turned around like a coward and kicked the door frame, yelling, "Damn it, Jason! Open the door! I swear if you don't now Open the door, I must make you regret it! You idiot! Idiot! Open the door! Open the door!!!"

"Your friend must have gone to the free lounge, where you can't hear you yelling. But why are you so panic, am I scaring you?" Juliana stuck out her pink tongue He circled his lips and said with a smile, "I won't eat you again."

Girls always joke about "why are you so nervous, I won't eat you", "why are you so far away from me, will I bite you", but a cannibal mutant said this joke, it's really big Irony, can't let people down at all.

   "I hope so." In order to vent his anger, Phil kicked the door hard, then turned around helplessly, leaning on the door frame with his back, like a poor cornered worm.

"Did I fail to satisfy you?" Juliana asked sincerely, seeming to take the client's feelings very seriously, "I can change my appearance at any time, do you want me to change into someone else's appearance as long as you ask? Or thinner legs and bigger breasts?"

"No no, you're perfect." Phil glanced up at Juliana, then immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to meet her, "I'm just...not mentally prepared, it's not too hard for me to accept this, this kind of Behavior."

   "Because I'm not human?" Juliana asked.

   Naturally, if Juliana in front of him is a clone, or a woman who looks similar, Phil will jump up without saying a word, but this is a mutant, a monster, who would do that kind of thing with a monster?

   But Phil didn't dare to nod and say yes, he was afraid that Juliana would be angry - if the mutant has the feeling of being angry, who knows if there will be, the mutant is still a relatively mysterious existence to most people.

"Anyway, you're going to stay with me in this small room for the next four hours, and Pink Paradise will not refund you." Juliana said softly, "However, your friend will pay for it. Let me accompany you, but did not specify what you want me to do with you. If you have nothing else to do, why not let me chat with you? I heard that you humans have all kinds of complex emotions accumulated in your heart, suppressed to the point of After a certain level, you have to vent through various means. Some people release it through alcoholism or promiscuity, and some people release it through talking. If you don’t want to choose the former, maybe you can choose the latter?

   Phil couldn't help moving his face. He didn't expect that this beautiful monster could say such delicate and touching words, and he didn't expect the mutants to engage in such a broad range of services.

"You can tell all your secrets, our saints have a bad memory, maybe I'll forget everything you said when I get out of this door, but as long as I'm in this four-hour service time, I'll be Your best listener."

   Phil murmured: "Then... can you change into another person? I mean, the way you are now easily distracts me, and I know what to say."

   "Of course, who do you want me to be?"

   "As you wish, as long as you don't become the people in those photos just now."

   "Understood." Juliana changed back to Scarlett, "I like her, does being her bother you?"

   "No, that's good." Phil now understands why so many people are willing to come here and spend a lot of money? Because mutants can provide them with experiences that the outside world cannot provide, there is no shooting range that allows you to shoot at living "people", and no high-level club allows you to embrace all the lovers of your dreams.

   Only this neighborhood called "club" can do it. Whether you are a girl you want to have a crush on, a popular actress, or even a princess or queen of a certain country, or even a dead or old lover, you can realize your dream here.

   "Speak, what you want to say, whatever you want to ask, no problem." Juliana, who was incarnated as Scarlett, got up and sat beside Phil.

Phil tried to say a few words at random, and found that Juliana was a good conversation partner, far more like a normal person than he thought. If she hadn't admitted it herself and turned into a big star Scarlett, maybe Phil Er will mistake her for a human.

   After chatting for a while, the room gradually fell silent, neither of them spoke. Phil wanted to break the deadlock, and suddenly asked on a whim, "Why do you want to do this job?"