Beichen gritted his teeth, his fingers tightening little by little.

Starshadow's neck bone squeaked as it was pinched.

With a little more force, his bones would be crushed by Beichen.

Feeling the increasing force on his fingers, Xingying was also getting more and more afraid, "Beichen, you really have to ...... In spite of...... Purple...... Purple Pupil ...... Is it ......?"

The fingers suddenly let go, turning them into palms, and Beichen slammed into a blow, knocking him away.

Starshadow's body flew upside down, smashing tables and walls, flying out with the sawdust tiles, and slamming into a giant tree in the backyard.

The leaves are falling one after another.

Burst!

Starshadow fell to the ground with a heavy fall.

As soon as he landed, Beichen was already chasing after him.

Feet up, feet down.

With a click, Starshadow's left hand had been crushed by him.

Starshadow screamed.

Raising his foot, Beichen stepped on his right hand with a cold face.

Starshadow hugged his crushed left hand and begged for mercy, "Don't kill me, I say...... I said......"

Beichen's feet didn't stop, and with a click, Xingying's right hand had been trampled on by him.

"Big brother, I beg you, let me go, Zitong she didn't die, she didn't have an accident, she had already escaped by herself...... Big brother, please let me go, have you forgotten, we are brothers! ”

Beichen raised his two hands, and two golden rays of light immediately overflowed from his palms, holding Xingying's feet weakly.

Looking up at the sky above him, he tightened his hands sharply.

Two shattering sounds, accompanied by the wail of Starshadow, and his feet were broken.

"In the future, don't call me big brother again, I have never had a brother like you."

Beichen turned around, looked at the figure rushing down from the sky, and whispered the corners of his lips.

"Beichen!"

The little purple pupil flew in front of him and fell, and then pounced on him with a smile.

Stretched out his arms to hold her body, holding the little person tightly in his arms, Beichen's eyes were gentle and apologetic.

"I'm sorry, Hitomi-chan, for making you suffer."

"Not really." Xiao Zitong grabbed the placket of his clothes tightly and raised her face suspiciously, "Beichen, why, I'm obviously very happy, but my eyes are sour?" ”

He smiled, and his hand lifted up, gently stroking her face.

"Cry if you want to."

"I've seen them cry in the world, and they cry when they're sad."

The corners of Beichen's lips curled upwards more and more, "There are two kinds of tears, one is sad tears, which are bitter and astringent, and the other is happy tears, which are sweet." ”

Xiao Zitong stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently licked away the tears that slipped down her right cheek, "Beichen is a liar, it's obviously salty." ”

"Really?!" Beichen asked with a smile.

She tasted it carefully, and then a small face showed joy, "Strange, it really tastes sweet, why?" ”

Beichen laughed, "That's because, when the heart is sweet, no matter how bitter things are, they are also sweet, and if they are bitter in their hearts, no matter how sweet they are, they are also bitter." ”

"I know, that's what Mai Dong said, crying with joy, right?"

"Yes." Beichen stroked her hair dotingly, "It seems that Hitomi has learned a lot in recent years?" ”

"Of course." She stretched out her arm and hugged his neck, "Let me tell you, there are many delicious things in the world, and I love to eat that sugar gourd, which is sour and sweet." ”

"Really?"

"Of course, I'll tell you, Mai Dong told me, it's made of hawthorn, do you know what hawthorn is? It's a small red fruit that ripens in autumn......"

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