My name is Liang Qiu Guizi, I am 23 years old, and I am a person who has decayed from body to soul. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

My mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to me, and my father, an indifferent man, did not smile, and walked out of the room without saying a word on a sunny autumn afternoon when I was three years old, never to return.

My childhood was full of tragedy, I hated the mother who gave birth to me, I hated the father who abandoned me, and I hated myself who killed my birth mother and broke the family apart.

Therefore, I was ugly and twisted at that time, desperately trying to hurt myself and others, and then degenerated into a terrible monster in a dark childhood.

But fortunately, I have an older brother named Liang Qiuzhi, who was the child of my father and another woman. Before my mother conceived me, this half-brother named Liang Qiuzhi had been born in this world for more than two years.

In the third month after my mother's death, my father brought Liang Qiu's wisdom into the family, and I had an older brother for no reason, and the family was barely intact until my father left us and left alone.

For a year after that, I didn't say a word, I was withdrawn, I was perverse, and I was the enemy of the world.

It's hard to believe, but I have a good relationship with Zhizhi, which may stem from our similar fate, and Zhizhi's mother also died in childbirth, just like my mother, which doesn't sound like a coincidence.

Unlike my rebellion, the intellect is much more tolerant and gentle, and he is somewhat submissive to me.

The combination of a cynical sister and a gentle and tolerant big brother is like a soap opera in a certain time slot, but life is much more exciting than a soap opera, and our brother and sister have been dependent on each other since they were three years old until now.

Liang Qiuzhi is indeed a good person, cheerful and lively, like sunshine. He took good care of me, and even without the woman and the man, we were still doing well.

Then I became attached to him and liked to see him bend his eyes and smile cleanly, which made me addicted like a drug.

In order to support the family, Zhizhi dropped out of school and found a job outside, and I stayed at home like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

I don't know what kind of work Zhizhi does, whether the work is hard or not. He never mentioned it, and I never asked. I like the little gifts he brings me every day when I come back from work, which makes me feel peaceful, but the tired side face that is inadvertently revealed by my intellect always makes me inexplicably unhappy.

Occasionally, I would go into a rage, I don't know what was wrong, I would explode like a wild cat on a thunderstorm, hurting the people around me with my claws.

But Liang Qiuzhi never blamed me, the expression in that memory was always bathed in the sun, he would laugh and grab my scattered hair and say, "Guizi, don't be angry, angry children will get old." ’

These words have been with me for many years, and it seems to be ringing every autumn, every summer, every spring, and every winter, and I love the way my intellect says it, and it makes me more peaceful.

On a rainy day when I was seven years old, the sky was thundering, and I was entangled in something and lay in bed in agony all night. Chi Zhi sat on the edge of the bed, held my hand, and spent the night with me, when I was weak and pale, but I felt happy.

After that, my life took an incredible turn because I realized that I could see the future.

That's right, I can see the future!

After my serious illness, my intellect gave me a good night's sleep to replenish my spirit, and I have always listened to him, and this time was no exception.

Then, in my dream, I walked into a dark space, which seemed to be my inner world, but it was darker and more vast than my heart, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Okay, confused day after day, I finally saw a light. When I walked in, I realized that it was a river. The river flowed with crystal-like glowing water, colorful, coming from the void and going into the void.

Later, I was fascinated by the colorful water of the river, and was fascinated by its wonder and coldness, until I realized that when I looked intently at the water, I could see some fragments of the future.

This discovery excites me, and I don't seem to need to sleep anymore, just close my eyes every day, relax and be able to enter that mysterious area.

I've been in that area for years, but I've never gotten bored. I am a withdrawn person, with no friends, and in that dark realm, there seems to be only one river left but me.

I looked through all the sources and ancient books, but I couldn't find any clues about the miraculous river that allowed me to see the future, and although it was only an indefinite fragment, it was beyond the duty of human beings, so I called this dark and lightless region the 'Realm of the Gods', and that river was called the 'River of Prophecy'.

I began to be obsessed with the future, and I was fascinated by the chaotic and disorderly images, and I looked at the river day after day. At the same time, we do not expect to meet our own kind, because there is no room for human existence in the realm of God.

Those who look directly at the sun will have their eyes stung, and those who look directly at fate will be blinded in their eyes.

One day, I found out that there was something wrong with my eyes and I was blind.

But in my dreams, I was still a person with all five senses.

Since then, I have been in awe of the 'River of Prophecy', and I have deliberately stopped snooping into the future, knowing that there is a price to be paid for a long time to spy on the future, and this price is far from being able to bear it, so many after death, I have deliberately avoided that river.

Ever since I was blind, I have taken better care of myself, and he always waits for me to fall asleep, and although I don't need sleep anymore, I always force myself to sleep for a while in order to put him at ease.

But a person in the realm of the gods is like an addict, and the river that glows in front of him is poison, and after tasting the poison, the body can no longer get rid of the addiction to the poison.

I began to yearn for the future, and I felt lonely, especially in this unknown world full of darkness. The unknown is a source of fear and confusion, half of my world is in eternal darkness, where intellect is shining, half by the glorious river, where there is only thick darkness.

Eternal darkness breeds loneliness, and they depend on each other to make me look like a homeless child.

I'm an addict, but I'm trying to get off drugs, all for the sake of intellect, because I want to wake up and hear his voice warm up to the darkness.

After a long time, I was twenty years old, and I was twenty-two years old, and that year, he had a girlfriend named Smoke, which made me uneasy.

Zhizhi's girlfriend is the daughter of a tailor in the city, she is beautiful and has a slow personality, and she is a good match for Zhizhi.

They met a year ago, probably because of a part-time job or a chance encounter, and the two admired each other and finally fell in love.

A year of vigorous time, enough for people to never meet to know each other and even get acquainted, the intellect is very fond of smoking, I see that he always has to make three breakfasts every day, one for me, one for him, one for him, one for smoke. This bond made the intellect more cheerful, for I heard the intellect's laughter more often and heartily than at any other time.

The time that Zhizhi spent with me was quietly decreasing, and although he was trying to spare time, I could feel his tiredness and embarrassment.

I didn't want to embarrass my intellect, but I didn't want to lose him, and in fact I never thought I would lose him, since we were brother and sister, I naturally wanted to be together forever, and it turned out that it was just wishful thinking.

The appearance of smoke made me see something clearly, intellect is a man, after all, he wants to get married, this realization makes me desperate, and I am seriously ill because of this.

This disease burned me for a month, I lay in bed and could barely move, my intellect was nervously with me at the bedside, I often vomited, he would clean up very quickly, I think he must have been tossed and broken.

Sometimes she would come over, and she was a lovely and quiet person, like the intellect of my youth, which made me not hate her at all.

But there are some diseases that cannot be cured.

Chi Chi and Smoke were getting married, this was told to me by the cheerful Smoke, and I lay on the field and blessed them, but that night, I had a high fever and even vomited blood.

The doctor came and went, and walked and walked, and I was alone by the river of infinite starlight, and suddenly I felt that this kind of place was actually quite suitable for me.

Eventually, Chi Chi didn't marry Xun, and my illness gradually healed shortly after that.

Zhizhi turned down his marriage to Xun without giving a reason, but the way he looked at me was full of complexity, and I knew that he must have done it for me, and his eyes clearly told me that he was aware of something.

But I'm still happy because the intellect rejected the beloved for my sake, which enriched my life again.

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I haven't seen the face of intellect since I was ten years old.

I have touched his face with my fingers thousands of times, listening to his thick voice, but what remains in my mind is still those years, the bright smile and childish face of wisdom in the sun.

One night, I couldn't sleep, and I was unusually restless. This happened once a long time ago, when Chichi was hit by a vehicle on the sidewalk of a department store and broke his ribs.

It didn't bode well for me to think about the ...... of intellect, intellect, and intellect, and I finally forced myself into the space I call the 'realm of the gods'.

I can't lose my mind, even if it's just a car and my ribs broken.

So, once again, I took advantage of the 'River of Foreknowledge' to spy on the mysteries of the future.