Lan Feng looked back at her with some surprise:

"Mother, what do you say? My brother is a family with us......

The woman hid her face and coughed for a while, took a long breath, slowly got out of bed, took the bowl in his hand, put the piece of meat back again, and then handed it to Lan Xue: "Xiaoxue, go and cook this, you brothers and sisters will divide it." ”

"Mother......!" Lan Feng was anxious, "We are divided, so what do you eat, and what will my brother eat when he comes back?"

"I'm not hungry. ”

The woman turned back to the bed and sat down, and continued:

"As for Lan Yue...... His body is special and he can't die of hunger. What's more, with his ability, he may have eaten outside. Only you kid is stupid, you treat him as an elder brother, and he can treat you as a younger brother?"

Lan Feng stepped forward slowly, his eyes red:

"Mother...... Have you listened to the rumors out there, and why have you been targeting your brother lately?"

She slowly lowered her eyelids and pursed her lips:

"Lan Yue...... He was an immature child. We've been treating him well all these years, but that kid ...... Still cold, he looked like an ice cube, and he couldn't cover it hot. The older he gets, the more I feel ...... Unfamiliar. ”

Her eyes flickered slightly, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes:

"Invulnerability to the undead, the ability to manipulate the wind, and the brand...... At a young age, he actually had a brand, even the nobles of the Black Palace did not have a brand. ”

"He's no longer the poor kid we needed to take in and help us a few years ago, and with Lan Yue's current ability, we can simply let it be slaughtered. ”

"If it really comes to the day when he runs out of ammunition and food, I really can't imagine what he will do to us, how he will treat you brothers and sisters, I really can't think ......"

"Mother, you think too much," Lan Feng held her hand, "Brother won't, isn't it good for him to become stronger? He is our family, and if he becomes stronger, we will not be bullied." ”

"Moreover, my brother is not cold, he just doesn't like to talk, and he is not very good at communicating with people. We all know how much he has suffered by himself before, so why can't you give him a little more time to adapt?"

"Alright, don't say any more. She pressed the corner of her forehead tiredly, "Anyway, you remember, don't be stupid all day." If you have time to worry about outsiders, it's better to care more about yourself and your sister. ”

Outside, the heat of the molten flames was steaming.

The sky is full of beautiful sparks, dangerous and cruel and beautiful.

The boy stood in the doorway, his long black and beautiful hair falling to his feet like a waterfall, against the light, hiding his expression.

He held in his hand half a bone piece filled with water and a piece of fresh, fragrant lizard meat roasted and fragrant, and stood there until the end, without moving.

"Huh, this is ......."

When Lan Feng lifted the ragged cloth towel hanging at the door and came out, he saw the water-filled bone slices covered with cloth on the stone bench and the soft and burnt lizard meat.

"Brother, brother?" he was stunned, looked around, and saw no figure.

So at the dinner table not long after, the mother and son looked at the whole piece of fragrant roasted lizard meat and fell silent.

Then he looked at the empty stone bench next to him.

The boy didn't come back.

After that day......

Never came back.

"Brother......

Lan Feng's eyes were red when he poked his head out from behind the rocks.

Not far away are the familiar mountains, where the ruins of the collapsed treehouse a few years ago remain, like a tombstone, burying a past that no one knows.

Lan Yue sat there with her head bowed, hugging her legs, her chin resting on her lap, and her long loose and crisp hair fell softly to the ground.

He looked at the remains of the treehouse with fascination, like a ...... looking up at a tombstone in the ruins Another dwarf tombstone.

"Brother, I've finally found you. ”

Lan Feng trotted all the way, squatted down in front of him, and stuffed something in his hand into his palm:

"I secretly left it for you, are you hungry?"

He didn't move his eyelashes, he didn't glance at it, and shoved the piece of flesh back into his hand, and his voice was cold.

"I'm not your brother. ”

Lan Feng looked at him for a while, slowly withdrew the rejected food in his hand, his eyes were red, he reached out for a long time and pinched the corner of his clothes, and carefully pulled:

"Brother...... Don't be angry, will you go home?"

His eyes were hollow, his chin rested on his lap, and he looked at the treehouse in distraction, and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"I don't have a home. ”

Lan Feng stared at him blankly, his eyelashes drooping, tears rolling down his eyes, and he sniffed.

"You go, don't come again. ”

His curly black eyelashes fell, he closed his eyes, hugged his legs, buried his cheeks deep in his knees, and his long, loose hair flowed all over his body, covering him like a black curtain. Just standing by the ruins of the treehouse, motionless.

Lan Feng choked back tears and sat there for a long time, but he still ignored it, only to get up slowly and staggered back. With every step he took, he would cry and turn back, but the man never looked at him again.

Time flies.

When the two met again, it was half a year later.

"Brother...... Brother...... Brother!"

When the cry of anxiety and crying came, the long-haired boy walking on the side of the molten lava looked up and saw the boy with dark purple short hair stumbling towards this side, crying and crying as he ran, and tears rolled down in big drops.

He stumbled and fell down under his feet, and his body was suddenly held up by a fresh breeze, avoiding a hard collision with the ground.

Looking up again, the cold and beautiful boy was close to him, his long black hair was blowing in the hot wind, and his red eyes were bewitching, but he didn't reach out to help him.

"What are you doing here?"

Familiar with the cold words, Lan Feng trembled, knelt on the ground and grabbed the corner of his clothes:

"Brother, yes, I'm sorry brother, I don't want to bother you......"

"But...... But ......"

His face was covered with bruises, and tears fell like threads, and his face was already full of water:

"You save Ah Xue, save your mother...... Please...... Lan Feng begs you! Those people broke into the house, snatched what they could rob, smashed what they couldn't, and arrested Ah Xue ......!"

"I ...... I can't beat them...... Brother, I can only come and beg you, brother......"

After that......

Like all stories near the end, the brothers work together to drive out the robbers and bad guys and save the bullied family.

In the empty hut, the brother and sister threw themselves on the head of the bed and hugged their dying mother, choking with tears streaming down their faces.

The boy stood not far away, watched quietly, and then silently turned away.

Everything here has nothing to do with him.

"Lan Yue ......" came to the breath like a gossamer, and his footsteps stopped, and he stopped in place.

Turning around, the scrawny woman on the stone bed was looking at him, her tearful eyes gentle as if they had met for the first time.

"Lan Yue......" She raised her hand tremblingly and stretched out to him, "You come ......"

He looked at her for a long time, lowered his eyelids, and finally stepped forward slowly, but did not hold the outstretched hand.

"Lan Yue, I know...... You hate me......" The woman's hair was wrapped around her tear-ridden face, her eye sockets were sunken, and her hair was white, and she slowly lowered her hand, choked up and pleaded, "But even if it ...... For the name......"

"Light wind and light snow...... Please...... Protect them...... Even if I have to sacrifice my flesh and bones......"

"Please......"

The cries of the Lan Fenglan Xue brothers and sisters resounded in their ears.

He listened indifferently, only feeling bleak and ridiculous.

Until the woman swallowed her breath, looked at him with her eyes wide open, and collapsed on the stone bed, tears on her cheeks.

He lowered his eyelashes, turned and walked out of the house, his long hair brushed by the heat of molten slurry and fire, and wailed and mourned behind him.

He raised his head slowly, and the falling sparks illuminated his white face, and a warm and cold liquid fell, and the whiskers had crawled all over his cheeks......

Finally, he closed his eyes gently.

Until the end, you didn't treat me as family.

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