"Chitose ......"

In the room with the warm light faintly lit, a sad dream lingered.

Mito Chihaya sat on the edge of the bed, his head hanging down, his long silver hair slightly curled down his cheeks, his eyes staring at his mother, who had just fallen asleep, when the familiar name once came from the call of his mother's sleep, Chihaya felt as if his heart was being clutched by an invisible force.

The death of his sister, Chitose Mimon, has caused immeasurable damage to his mother's soul, and since that day, his mother has become more and more emaciated, most of the time in the room repeating his mind, returning to his senses, crying, such injuries again and again, until now, even sick in bed. Even if you fall asleep, it's because your body can't hold on to it.

Seeing that his mother's eyes were full of red marks, Chihaya caressed his mother's somewhat pale face, and he knew that it was his duty to soothe his mother's wounded heart, whether it was for his sister or for himself.

As long as he can make his mother better, he is willing to do it and do better.

[Yes, for the sake of my mother, I will replace my sister......]

"Chihaya, it's time to get ready, we're going out soon. ”

At this time, a man's voice came, and the indifference contained in the voice made Chihaya feel cold inexplicably, he turned his head, only to see his father in a formal suit standing outside the door, his flat look was no different from the past, and for the haggard mother, he only stayed his gaze for a moment, and then turned away, shooting his gaze towards Chihaya like a command.

"But mother, she ......"

However, before Chihaya could speak, he was interrupted by his father, who seemed a little impatient.

"There's nothing wrong with your mother, I've seen a doctor see her, and the doctor told her that as long as she rests, you don't have to worry about it. 」

「……」

Chihaya was silent with her head down, but her palms clenched into fists at angles that her father couldn't see.

The man also stood silently, the atmosphere around him became heavier as the silence continued, and finally the man said, "I'll wait for you in the car, hurry up and get ready" and turned away, his steps a little faster than usual, as if he was running away from something he didn't want to face.

Listening to the footsteps fading away, Chihaya gasped heavily, he got up from the side of the bed and left, covering his mother with a gentle movement, his eyes full of tenderness and sadness, showing a smile that was no different from crying.

"Good night, Mother. 」

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Back in her room, Chihaya seemed to have collapsed, her back sliding down the door and sitting on the carpet, her eyes looking up at the roof were hollow.

What should he do now?

Immediately, the brain replied that the words left by the father before leaving.

Chihaya's face showed a look of disgust.

He did think about doing everything well for his mother, but if it was about the man whom he called his father by blood, he flinched, instinctively feeling repulsed, because it seemed to him that the man had never seen his sister, his mother, and Liu in his eyes only his career, and the people who could facilitate his career, just like Chihaya.

Such a man is not trustworthy, Chihaya thinks so.

However, if he didn't do these things well, what should he do for his mother?

[Sister, what should I do?]

Chihaya clutched his head in pain, his gaze falling on a tin box on his desk, and without much thought, he got up and walked over, his fingers touching the cold metal of the box.

When he opened the box, he already knew what was in the tin box, because from the moment he dug the box out of the earth, he had already engraved all the contents of the box in his mind.

Curled up in the box are sheets of A4 paper-sized drawing paper, rolled up, and inside are lines intertwined with each other, these paintings are not made by professional painters, they are basically sketches, and some are even in the line drawing stage.

It's just that, in Chihaya's eyes, there are no paintings that can shake his heart more than these, even if he has seen them over and over again.

Because of the girl in the painting, he is extremely familiar.

One piece.

Another one.

There are shy girls on dates.

There is an angry girl with slightly pursed lips.

There were frail girls lying in hospital beds.

This is his sister.

Fingers trembled to the last painting, and the girl leaped forward, with the last smile on her face, like a blue bird flying to happiness.

Again, Chihaya couldn't cry.

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"Big ...... Sister...... Head...... We...... No...... Yes...... ......"

Jia Maoqin lay on the ground like a dead dog and gasped for breath, his eyes were a little sore with sweat on his face, and if you looked closely, you could find a thin layer of water flowing under him.

"Shut up, hold it, and go on. 」

Lanev sat in her chair flipping through the comics and said intently to Kamo.

Jia Shige didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, but he still continued to train according to Laneve's instructions, otherwise he would be beaten by this female tyrannosaurus again.

Since Lanev appeared, she began to arrange for Jia Mao to do some physical training, and recently added some strange movements, which made Jia Mao Qin fuck until she was miserable. For example, the action he is doing now, his hands make a posture of holding flowers, one leg is raised high, and then with the waist as the axis, the body bends backwards, and in the process of bending, his other leg is required to not move at all, as if it has taken root.

At first, Kamo-kiss said that this was not a human thing, and no matter how much he tried, he would not succeed, but Lanev was disgusted and said that the boy was really a wastewood, so he used hemp rope to hang his ankles, wrists, and waist to maintain balance. Despite this, Jia Shige insisted on this action for less than two seconds every time before hitting the street, while Lanev asked him to repeat it until he could master it, and as for the level of proficiency, Lanev said that as long as he could keep it for more than two hours without relying on any tools.

For a while, Jia Maoqin felt that if this continued, not to mention whether he could practice a famous hall, he would not know that there would be something strange to awaken in his heart.

"Gan...... Patience can always pass......

Jia Mao gritted his teeth and endured the pain caused by the stretching of his body, anyway, just such an action, it was regarded as a small shrimp practicing wild ball boxing, no matter how much he grinded, sooner or later he could grind to the full level, and then his brother would really want to lose the world, so I was a little excited to think about it!

Noticing Jiamaoqin's strange expression, Lanev was stunned, and then seemed to understand something, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a playful smile.

"Boy, you're just a prep for the whole set of moves, and there are eight more stanzas to follow, each with eight beats...... Ah, don't worry, this preparatory festival is only this beat, after all, the old lady is not a demon. 」

"Assi, what the hell is this the ninth set of radio gymnastics!"

Family Mao, hit the street.

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"Then comes the real hell......

Jia Mao left the room with trembling legs, feeling very fucked up about this plot of entering the cultivation chapter inexplicably, obviously he didn't make an appointment with anyone to see him in the Chambord Islands in two years.

"Haven't you come back yet?"

Looking around the quiet room, Kashigeru remembered that his parents had taken Tsunayoshi and Mikan out shopping, and he wanted to follow him to escape Laneve's inhumane training, but unfortunately he was punished by his own father for saying insults to his ancestors.

Brother is now haunted by the ghosts of his ancestors every day! Isn't it good to have something to do with your dreams? Is it necessary to make it the same as the ghost's upper body! Nima's stand-in envoy has not been trained, but he is about to practice the Xia Ge Eddie Sword in his life!

"Alas, life is like a coffee table......

Kashigeru stuffed his heart with cups and utensils, and staggered out of the house, choosing to go to the convenience store to buy Oreos to soothe his devastated heart.

"Huh?"

As soon as he went out, Iemo showed a ghostly expression, he found someone squatting at the door of his house, and noticed that the long silver hair that did not lose its luster in the dark night, Iemokin quickly realized that the person in front of him was Chihaya, he took a few steps closer, tilted his head, and his feet were soft and even his body was crooked.

"What's the matter with you, little brother?"

At this time, Chihaya, who was squatting by the wall on the side of the door, was burying his head in the crook of his arm, curled up and looking extremely weak, until the voice of Jia Shige's relatives came into his ears, he noticed that a shaking figure appeared on the ground, and slowly a pair of beautiful purple eyes brightened up in the dimness, and in an instant, there seemed to be ripples in the eyes.

In the fog, the boy's face in Chihaya's eyes seemed to gradually coincide with a certain figure.

Different words, but with the same looks.

Chihaya's palms were cold, and she clenched the warm hands that were close at hand.

"Don't go...... Tonight...... Will you stay with me?"

"Nani??"

When Jiamao heard this, he almost vomited blood, his heart pounded, and he involuntarily covered his chest with his other hand.

Oh no, it's heartbeat!

- Fart, brother is not the most gay gaygay monster in this book!

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