chapter4

Walking through the empty corridor, the sound of shoes hitting the ground echoes all around, the shadows of the trees are reflected on the marble floor, and the light spots scattered by the setting sun are flickering, as if the road in front of you is divided into countless fragments, misty and unreal. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the distance, I seemed to see a man sitting at the end of the corridor with his legs crossed and facing the wall, his head buried between his legs, his shoulders trembling slightly.

I felt like he was crying.

What's there to cry about? Is it also a poor person who is facing being called a parent?

I walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, what are you doing here?" ”

The man turned his head, his face pale, his sunken eyes, his eyes red, his lips exaggeratedly large, blood-red.

I was startled and hurriedly retreated.

This thing can't be human, right?

"Woo ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅" His cry was creepy like the wind that swept across the eaves at night.

I felt my voice tremble: "You...... You...... What drops work? ”

He opened his mouth "ahhhhhh

He opened his mouth wide and whined, as if to show me how much pain he had.

But what can I do?

I cried out, "Ah! There are ghosts! "Running back as fast as he could.

The sound of footsteps hovering behind me all the time, and getting closer and closer, kept hearing the sound of "whining".

I—Why am I so unlucky!

God, I don't want to die, I was wrong, I'm not nosy anymore.

Run, run, the monster behind him has been in hot pursuit

I'm just one step away!

His hands have already grabbed my clothes!

Suddenly, a voice shouted, "Keep your head down." I quickly looked down, and a black-purple lightning bolt with a sizzling roar shot straight at the monster behind me, and I turned to see that the monster had turned into a pile of ashes before it could cry for help, and was scattered by the galloping evening breeze, and there was a red bloody handprint on my back where he had caught.

I patted my chest for a long time and couldn't calm down, and I fell to the ground. God, I didn't do anything unreasonable, did I? But why do you always do this to me?

"Da ......" is the sound of footsteps!

The hairs on my whole body stood on end again, is there anything else!

I stared at the dark corner in front of me, and with a flash of blackness, a black-haired, black-eyed kid (?) Out of the darkness. He wore a dark black gown with gold trim, and the blood-red cloak behind him was windless, and my intuition told me that he was not acting in drama.

He approached me step by step, his dark eyes locked tightly on my face, and I felt like my face was about to be pierced by his gaze.

His fair and flawless face was expressionless, his short black hair danced like life, and his black eyes were like a bottomless lake, but I felt a trace of affection at the moment when his eyes moved.

I've never seen such a beautiful child, and besides, this child is so cold.

I sat on the ground and looked at him, I wasn't going to struggle, because I didn't think I could run away from him, he gave him an aura of boss level, or the ultimate boss!

I closed my eyes and waited for death.

Close, three steps, two steps, one step...... He raised his hand...... Close to me...... And then...... Hold my head...... Let me rest my head in his arms!

I was completely stunned.

Ahh To die, to die.

He rested his pointed chin on the top of my head, and his voice was soft, lonely like a wisp of wind in the dark night, and he said, "Don't be afraid, I will always protect your ......"

It's been all the time......

It feels so heavy, heavy like a promise......

I blink, what's the situation?

I didn't dare move.

He gently held my head with his soft hands and did not speak, as if it was his most precious thing, as if he had been holding my head all his life.

You say, will he take it away when he is happy? But, but that's my head!

I don't know where I got the courage, but I actually tore him away and said to him very seriously: "Child, my sister's head is not to be hugged." He was stunned, put his white and tender hand on my face, and then smiled softly, like a beautiful and bewitching poppy, and his big eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

I, I, I'm afraid!

I suddenly wanted to say to him, "You take my head away, you take my head away, and you laugh at me like this, and my heart is furious when you laugh at me." "But I held back, well, I'm a coward.

We looked at each other, and time seemed to stop, as if we were going to look at each other like this until the earth was desolate. But why should I look at a child like that? Why!

Looking at him like this, I feel my eyes hurt, it's so beautiful.

I bounced off the ground and ran forward, I swore I had never run so fast after a pigeon.

I wanted to escape, to escape from everything I didn't know.

The child behind him didn't seem to catch up.

When I got home, I went straight to the bed, and before I knew it, I began to tremble, and I didn't sweat all over my body, as if someone would take my head away as soon as I probed.

It's scary, isn't it?

I never seemed to be so scared, like something was blocking my chest and my head ached.

That kid is a youkai, right? It can't be with the bat and the snake, right?

What should I do, although I don't contribute much to society and my family, but I don't want to die easily, after all, my grandmother has raised it for so many years and wasted so much food to raise such a big one, if I die now, won't she lose a lot?

Holding the quilt and biting hard, I really want to live!

"Are you sure it's you? Have you become a shivering waste who only hides under the covers and shivers? "A voice came from outside the quilt, I don't know who it was.

I really want to tell him that you haven't died so I don't know how much others want to live, and you will never understand the hardships of humble people who want to live, but I don't have the strength to refute it, I'm so tired, really tired.

But the voice kept asking, looking very angry and hateful: "Why...... Why...... Why did you become like this...... Are you really dead? I don't believe it! I don't believe it! ”

I can't hear it, I can't hear it.

"Get up! Sakya, Sakya ......"

But the voice kept calling.

I finally got angry, the anger of a desperate man struggling in the cracks, and I closed my eyes and covered my ears desperately shouting at the voice, "Get out!" I don't care about you! What's your business! Why bother me! Go away......" The tears that had been held back for too long also poured out like a levee.

I wouldn't be a Sakya, not the Sakya you said......

Then the surroundings became very quiet, there was no sound, and when I opened my eyes, I saw my grandmother standing at the door with a shocked face: "Momo, you, what's wrong?" ”

"I ...... I failed the test...... "I sniffed, tears and snot flowing down together.

Grandma hurriedly rushed over and hugged me in her arms, touched my hair and said distressedly, "Oh, what's that?" Your grandfather and I can't read, let alone your father, of course you won't, it's strange that you can read. ”

Belch...... Are you comforting me or hurting me? I cried and wiped my tears and snot all over my grandmother's clothes.