It's not all a gentle story.

Wei Xuan grew up in a medium-sized base known for its biochemistry, which is the main grain producing area in the west and is known as the granary of the west.

Wei Xuan's father was an ordinary person, and he studied the knowledge of chemistry, because he worked in front of the leader, he gained the right to give birth to offspring at a young age, and he had little Wei Xuan. Although he has no relationship with his mother, and he doesn't usually appear often, but when he celebrates his birthday, he will definitely buy very expensive gifts for Xiao Wei Xuan.

When he was two years old, his father had another child, and the three of them took a group photo, two small things like pink balls nested in the crook of his father's arm, soft and warm. Drinking holy water at the age of three, it is no surprise that Wei Xuan has no special ability. Not to mention the disappointment, his parents' close and somewhat distant relationship with him continued, as if to make up for the regrets, his father would sometimes take him to sit in the laboratory. My father was very busy and didn't have time to pay attention to him, he didn't cry or make trouble, but he felt very happy from the bottom of his heart, and watched his father busy in the bottles and cans with a sweet smile, staying all day. Xiao Wei Xuan was easily satisfied, and he felt that his life should go on like this forever.

Until, two years later, his brother became a paranormal being.

It's not that the sky fell apart in an instant, when he was held by his mother, standing in the shadows watching his father and another pair of mother and son rejoicing and ecstatic, Xiao Wei Xuan didn't feel any difference in life except for a little loneliness. He even simply rejoiced in the joy of his father and brother, but he did not notice the shadow and despair on his mother's face, nor did he see it. How it would slowly erode his life like poison.

Many, many things can only be recalled after a long, long time.

From that day on. The mother's mood became unstable. Gradually, he was drunk, smoking, and taking drugs, and when he was drunk, he would hug the man and scream and jump, and suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, wake him up in front of Wei Xuan's bed, beat and scold him. The rhythm of life suddenly became chaotic and unbearable, and Xiao Wei Xuan often had a blue nose and swollen face. He couldn't get out of bed in pain, and several times he fainted in the house hungry because his mother didn't return all night, and he would be so lonely that he would cry silently in the dark.

But even such a mother. He couldn't hate it either.

Because when he was in a good mood, his mother would carry him to the bath over and over again, kiss him on the forehead, smile and praise him for being the best-looking baby, and look at his scars when he was awake. She would also cry and apologize. Vowed never to do it again, and in March, she would laugh and tell him that this was the ancient season of cherry blossoms and peach blossoms, which is why he was born so beautiful and scorching this season.

Even if these gentlenesses were only the embellishments of long pain, the occasional small flowers blooming on the quenched vines, he could still survive countless painful days and lonely nights. Beaten and scolded, he was not afraid. His only fear was her abandonment.

As long as he doesn't abandon him, he's willing to do anything. He made a sincere promise in his heart.

However. What should have happened happened happened.

That day, she was dressed up very beautifully, leaned over and asked him with a smile: "Your father said he wanted to see you, do you want to see him?"

Xiao Wei Xuan looked up at her rare smile, and also showed a childish smile, and the sharp little tiger teeth shook cutely: "Hmm." ”

In fact, he already knew that his father didn't want him anymore. With a son of the Anomalous, his father's life would change completely, and how could he possibly remember that he also had an older son with mediocre qualifications?

But he still obeyed his mother as if nothing had happened, and let her throw him into endless darkness.

When he saw the light again, it was five days later. He lay dying on the ground, curled up in a ball, confused, and no one knew how he survived with his petite stature. In my memory, there is only the light that bloomed suddenly and the vague sound of scolding and crying.

Numbly taken away, the fragile and beautiful child lost his smile and the feeling of being alive, just eating, sleeping, and suddenly feeling as if countless people appeared and disappeared like a tide in front of his eyes, and after two weeks, he realized that he had been taken in by his father in the laboratory.

Here, his talents for biology and medicine are awakened, but at the same time, the closeness of his father and his younger brother, the alienation of himself, the disappearance of his mother, the disregard of those around him, the bullying and ridicule of other children, all of which secretly awaken something in his character.

During this time, he learned many formulas of potions, he learned how to beat other children back when they were beaten and bullied, he knew that when others were unreliable, only he could be reliable, and when others broke the bridge of his nose, he chose to sneak into the other party's house at night and give an overdose of laxatives.

He practiced smiling in the mirror every day, and gradually regained his smile, because he learned from his mother that a smile is sometimes the biggest weapon.

He silently gathered strength, judged the situation, studied hungrily, quietly eliminated the perverts who bullied his children, lusted for him, and stumbled on him, and waited silently.

Waited until his sixth birthday.

His mother, who hadn't been seen for months, finally appeared in front of him and begged his father to go with him to see the cherry blossoms outside.

"What are cherry blossoms?" asked my father with interest.

"It is a kind of flower in ancient times, very beautiful, and this year, in order to boost morale, the people at the base deliberately used the genes in the gene pool to plant it. The mother smiled softly and gently stroked Wei Xuan's head, "Don't you think Sakura and Xiao Xuan are a good match?"

They came to the place that Mother had said.

At dusk, on the small hill, the cherry blossoms in the sky are swaying and drifting, and the beautiful and premature flower rain falls on the land, which is as illusory as a dream.

"It's so beautiful......," the father sighed, and walked to the tree.

Those were the last words he spoke.

A sharp white bone pierced the heart and emerged from the back, and there the mother laughed maniacally, her long hair scattered and her smile bewitching, with the beautiful and fragile pink and white petals, it was thrillingly beautiful.

"It's all over, it's all over!"

His father's body quickly decorated, shriveled, and then turned to bones, tearing his clothes, and slowly twisting his head along with the skeleton that had stabbed him to death, his hollow eyes looking at his mother.

The skeleton grinned, and the skeleton without skin could not see its expression, and no one knew whether it was laughing or crying.

- This has never been a place for the base to inspire people, this is the nest of skeletons that have just been moved in, and the base has just given an order to send troops to eradicate them in two days.

Facing the skeletons that gradually surrounded her, her mother firmly held Xiao Wei Xuan's hand and said softly, "Mom finally showed you the cherry blossoms, is it beautiful?"

Xiao Wei Xuan nodded obediently, and his smile bloomed: "It's good-looking." ”

"To die with you in such a beautiful place...... Mother sighed happily as she looked around, "What a blessing......

As if he didn't know what it was to be afraid, Xiao Wei Xuan smiled and watched the skeleton approach.

His mother's hand still gripped him firmly, as if it was about to break his slender wrist.

"Xiao Xuan, mom won't abandon your ......"

Mother smiled sweetly, soon, soon......

"Hmm......! Xiao Xuan, you ......"

She bowed her head in pain, and Xiao Wei Xuan took a knife and cut her hand, and also smiled brightly at her, and at the same time quickly withdrew her hand, pushed her into the pile of skulls, and then turned and walked away quickly.

He faintly heard a short, muffled grunt, and a mournful voice calling his name. He ran without looking back, and kept running until he reached the base garrison, then he stopped and looked back.

At dusk, the clouds are burning, and the colors are painted on the horizon, and from a distance, the cherry blossoms, which symbolize short-lived, fragile and beautiful, are so quiet.

Every time, knowing that she would be betrayed, she still couldn't help but give her a chance. This is probably because, subconsciously, he expects him to be wrong.

And today, more than six years after that past, twelve-year-old Wei Xuan faced the second woman in his life who claimed that he would not abandon him, smiled sweetly, snuggled affectionately in her arms, caressed her cheek, forehead lightly against hers, phoenix eyes were deep, and whispered: "Sister, you say, if you betray me, what should I do to you?"

The dusk similar to that day burned outside the window, and in the desperate light and shadow, Gu Lian forgot to be afraid, and just stared at the beautiful young man, and for some reason, a wave of sadness welled up in her heart.

- He already knew that Gu Lian's oath was just a perfunctory word.

Knowing this, he accepted her insincere vow.

What kind of mood does a young teenager have to accept such insincerity?

She didn't know. (To be continued.) )

PS: There is a ...... The feeling of writing outside the fan...... After thinking about it, I still cut off the more tragic BT section, well, let's build a river crab network environment~!