Nishizawa's back was pressed against the wall, his body temperature had melted to the same temperature as the wall, and a cut broke on his forehead, and blood flowed down his forehead, staining his clothes.

If the father is a madman and the mother is weak and incompetent, then what is the use of having a lot of money.

"Bastard, what are you hiding, come here!" His father, who was a gentle and polite gentleman, would have thought that he would hide such a sinister and terrifying side.

And his mother, who was huddled in the corner, with panicked eyes, watched as she was killed by her husband. The son who was so violent that he was dying did not dare to say a word.

Konishizawa just quietly looked at the vicious man in front of him, and the depths of his dark eyes were dark.

It's not just fear, but now he doesn't even hate it. Obviously being treated so roughly, but the soul seems to be separated from ** and went to another time and space, and I don't feel any pain, panic, fear, or sadness.

There was nothing left, a blank slate.

That's how his childhood was spent. Gloomy and dark. The villa is away from the town, in the remote suburbs. Most of the servants who were chosen to serve had gone through layers of selection, rigorous, efficient, strict-mouthed, and most importantly, extremely rational, not emotional, and without the need for pity for useless things.

It's more like a slaughterhouse than a name for "home". Slaughter humanity and become an "ideal human being".

"Weakness is not needed, just like you and your mother." His father had said this to him more than once.

When he was still young, he used to be very fond of butterflies, but he didn't like to disturb them, just quietly watched them fly around. Maybe it's because he can't get it that he has a natural affection for free creatures.

I don't know who leaked the news, but his father knew about his "sissy hobby" and ridiculed him for being "as soft-hearted as a little girl, and he won't achieve anything great in his life".

The next day, the maids made all the butterflies they had caught all night into specimens, wrapped them in beautiful gifts, and delivered them to Konishizawa's room.

Those stiff, horrible, motionless butterfly specimens. It almost became his childhood nightmare.

Since then, he has never taken anything lightly.

As the days passed, the fragile little boy finally grew up. He has a physique as tall as his father, and even if his father gets out of control and goes berserk, he will never be beaten as lightly as he was when he was a child.

At the same time, in order to prove that he is not the "fool who can do nothing" in his father's mouth, he begins to take on a qiē challenge. Western swords, martial arts, Go, etc., etc., he tried his best to do his best in each of them, and did not allow the slightest failure.

But it's not enough.

Far from enough.

The emptiness and flaw in his heart were not filled by the increasing number of skills he mastered, but grew bigger and more empty.

Only he knows that what he really wants has never been the butterfly that can fly freely when he was a child. Not a specimen, not a painstaking effort to prove that he was a useful person.

After trying everything, he gradually lost all enthusiasm. Whichever area he excelled in and stood out in could no longer arouse his interest. So he simply disguised himself and became a "fool who accomplished nothing", not wanting the attention of others or the praise of others.

Anyway, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you're really an idiot.

The first day of high school officially begins, Wednesday, September 4th.

As soon as he walked to the bulletin board in Grade C, he heard the girl in front of him reading his name.

"Shen Xize."

She has a great voice. I can't say the specific Shen Xize, if I have to find a description, it is - she is different. Everyone else is exactly the same in his eyes, with the same face, the same voice, and the same boredom.

But her voice was good.

"I'm sorry." She turned around to find him behind her, and apologized for the distance between them that was too close.

He feigned shyness and accepted her apology. But there is a faint deficiency in my heart.

- But at that time, he didn't understand that kind of affection was called a defect.

Soon they met again. And this time, she was his tablemate, and his elbow could touch the corner of her table with only one side of the body.

She's a very quiet girl. At least it wasn't the same as what he had seen and been exposed to before.

Well, it's very different.

Because of this difference, he always pays attention to her, consciously or unconsciously, and in the studio, casually painting, he will find that the characters in the painting have all become her faces.

And she has a special sense of alienation from him compared to others. But this sense of alienation will always break the ice when another girl named Xie Caixuan approaches him, she is particularly sensitive to Xie Caixuan's talk to him, whenever he talks to Xie Caixuan intentionally or unintentionally, he will see her slightly stern and guarded expression.

Alert.

Who would put that look on the face of a seemingly docile and harmless person?

Is it just supernatural instinct? Intuitively, he is not a good person.

But that's also true. Sometimes there may be a very different and terrible soul hidden beneath the outside, and so is his father.

The boys in the class loved to get into trouble with him.

Unsociable, withdrawn, unwilling to go with the flow. Sometimes it's easy to be aggressive and trampled on. Because no young man wants to admit that he is not omnipotent, it is easy to induce inner violence when confronted with dissidents who disobey their small group.

Whether it is Zhao Jun or Qi Hao. There is a delusion that they must be omnipotent.

Shen Xize felt that it didn't matter, and he didn't bother to pay attention to them. His life is already extremely boring, and occasionally a little more spice only adds some interest. He's addicted to playing the underdog.

But what he didn't expect was that she would solve the siege for him.

He could see that she didn't want to save him, nor did she mean to help him. But she did, and Shen was sure that she didn't just happen to want to learn basketball.

Why, exactly?

I don't like him and don't want to help him, so why bother?

He became more and more curious about her.

While resting on the rooftop, he saw Xie Caixuan, who was crying.

He didn't have any opinion of this girl, in short, she was no different from everyone else in his eyes. But he paid a lot of attention to her, and he especially couldn't figure out why Cheng Chencheng, who had always been reluctant to approach others lightly, would be so different from her.

"If you don't mind, there's something you can talk to me about." He pretended to be gentle and shy, and said cautiously.

But at that time, he was thinking about what kind of expression Cheng Chencheng would have if he saw them talking so happily together.

In a word...... It must be exciting.

Just as he was thinking this, the door to the rooftop was suddenly pushed open. The person who came turned out to be Cheng Chencheng.

Even he was faintly surprised.

Sure enough, she was still very wary of him, especially when he was alone with Xie Caixuan.

She took Xie Caixuan away, although she didn't know what she said to Xie Caixuan, but it could be seen that she had such a strong protective posture.

Just like when he was a child, he was as stupid as he was to the fragile butterflies.

She glanced at him as she was leaving, and the warning in her eyes was self-evident, and because of this, he wanted to destroy it even more.

Just as as his father destroyed his dreams as a child. And a twisted heart can't bear anything good.

So humans don't need that kind of look.

Stupid eyes.

Qi Hao came to him to help write a love letter to Cheng Chencheng.

Then write it, he doesn't care anyway.

It's really irritating, and the more he writes, the more irritating he becomes, and in the end he doesn't know what he's anxious about, and after scrapping three letters, the fourth one is finally barely in sight.

It's just that...... He seemed to know something terrible.

For example...... Like her?

Is it possible?

It was still an accident to run into Xie Caixuan again. He didn't know why he was related to this girl.

It's the same crying, and a lot of verbosity and complaints.

Although on the surface he pretended to be listening carefully, his mind did not know where to run.

Does he like Cheng Chencheng? How could it be, how could he possibly like her? Does he like her? Like? Dislike?

At this time, Cheng Chencheng found Xie Caixuan and saw Shen Xize next to her.

Well...... It's that kind of look again.

"Why didn't you go to class?" But as soon as she saw Xie Caixuan, she immediately changed her appearance, so gentle that she was almost dripping.

…… It's just jealous.

The two of them were chatting inside, and Cheng Chencheng stepped forward to take him away in order not to let him disturb them. Her hands were beautiful, slender and fair, and clean. It's just a little cold, and he can feel the chill through his shirt.

He glanced at it inadvertently, and inadvertently saw her almost transparent shirt, and even revealed the pattern inside, but he didn't expect her to be indifferent on the outside, but she was still a little girl on the inside, and she would like pink.

Without thinking, he took off his clothes and handed them to her.

Later, Cheng Chencheng kissed him.

It was the first time since he learned hand-to-hand combat that someone had had the opportunity to "attack" him, albeit in a different way.

But when he touched the softness and fragrance of the girl, he suddenly felt that he was the real stupid.

The question that had haunted him for a long time had actually been answered early on.

Like her? I like it. Don't like why you should do such childish things over and over again.

"Shen Xize, I like you, let's be together." She said it sincerely.

But you can't fool him.

He has learned to disguise since he was a child, pretending that he no longer likes butterflies, pretending to be hard-hearted, pretending to be nothing, and pretending to be weak and deceitful.

How could she have deceived him.

But he still couldn't help but have a little fantasy in his heart, what if, what if she was telling the truth?

"Are you serious?" He asked. No one will know how nervous he was at that moment.

"Of course it's true. Merely...... I don't want anyone to know about this for a while. ”

Her words brought him to his senses in an instant.

It also made him see his delusions clearly.

“…… Good. ”

As smart as him, how could he not know that she did this for Xie Caixuan. For a moment, his mind flashed through many fragments that were too dark to mention to anyone.

Like what...... If you take her to a place where no one can find her......

…… Could it be that she could only see him alone? Will she also, like she treats Xie Caixuan, treat him?