n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om<h4>Chapter 4026: A Perfect Match (222)</h4>


    “Alright! Time to cut the cake already!” Yun Shishi handed him the knife and got Little Yichen to hold on to Youyou’s 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 vorplemented the refreshing texture of the strawberries. It was delicious and as oy’s arm, he withdrew his hand.


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


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


    Among the ruins, the child in the white shirt 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 couldn’t 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 rece 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.


    “It’s you...”


    “It’s me.”


    Youyou raised his eyes indifferently to meet the other boy’s slightly dazed ones.


    “I’ve tried hard. I did my best. But...” Youyou took a deep breath and continued, “I’m ultimately unable to rece you.”


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


    “Why did youe here?” The boy in the white shirt sat up in his cage and looked at him warily. “What do you want?”


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


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