Chapter 4026: A Perfect Match (222)

Alright! Time to cut the cake already! Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ handed him the knife and got Little Yichen to hold on to Youyous hand. Be careful, she warned.

Youyou gripped the knife while Little Yichends held his hand. They evenly divided the cake in half, then split it into six servings.

Youyou tasted it first. The sweet creamy flavor complemented the refres.h.i.+ng texture of the strawberries. It was delicious and as oys arm, he withdrew his hand.

Youyou pursed his lips and expressionlessly grabbed the edge of the cage. With a little force, the cage collapsed in ruins.

This cage was where he had imprisoned the first personality in his subconscious s.p.a.ce. Only he had the ability to open the cage. Now he had broken this cage.

Among the ruins, the child in the white s.h.i.+rt gradually opened his eyes. He seemed to have been asleep for a long time. His blood had frozen, so that for a long time, he couldnt get up from the ruins. He had been asleep for too long.

Because the second personality had been suppressing him, he had been imprisoned for a long time. As he slept, his consciousness gradually weakened. Although it would never disappear, he no longer had the ability to replace his second personality.

Youyou looked at the child in the cage. Are you awake? he asked mildly.

The child in the cage opened his eyes and saw the boy standing before him. He squinted, and looked startled.

Its you

Its me.

Youyou raised his eyes indifferently to meet the other boys slightly dazed ones.

Ive tried hard. I did my best. But Youyou took a deep breath and continued, Im ultimately unable to replace you.

On the borderless black sea, the two boys stared at each other. They had met again, in such a silent s.p.a.ce of consciousness. It was like a confrontation between an angel and a demon king.

Why did you come here? The boy in the white s.h.i.+rt sat up in his cage and looked at him warily. What do you want?

Youyou smiled coldly, and suddenly leaned forward, his arms braced on either side of the other boys shoulders. He looked down at him, examining him without restraint. The boy in the white s.h.i.+rt was a little bewildered by his actions. He was too stiff to move and just stared at him blankly.

What exactly do you want? His tone was wary, his eyes defiant, he was deliberately trying to keep his distance.