COD Yifu Noodles Want to Kiss

[COD B + Call of Duty + 1v5 + Gene Editing + AI Writing + Destiny + Cute Baby] YN is the most inconspicuous analyst in the Intelligence Department of Task Force 141, and his file is as clean as a blank piece of paper. But my hands can heal wounds and my lips can bring the dead back to life. And what I hid is far more than that. Ghost puts a cup of coffee on my table every day, with sugar and milk, and it's warm. He didn't say anything, just let it go. Keegan placed the flowers on the windowsill and cut them again and again, as if waiting for someone he was not sure would come. Krueger squatted in the ventilation duct, breathing very low, but his body temperature penetrated through the ceiling. Nikto handed his throat into my hands, and all three personalities fell silent at the same time. Konig folded the note again and again until the edges of the paper became rough, but he never handed it out. They thought they were approaching someone who needed protection. They say I am their boundary. But I am the one who put them one by one into the sea of ​​consciousness. From their trauma, to their silence, to their fear of speaking out—I remember it all. Not through files, through touch. I took their pain. The organization said my free will was edited. My choice is fake. Even loving them may be a code written by me. But Ghost said: "You chose to stay." I did choose. No matter how the code is written, no matter who is behind the scenes - I stand here without letting go of my hand.