Chapter 121: The Split I

On this night, the night was dark, the moonlight was bloody, and the wisps of red blood brilliance shone down, who knows...... In a barren forest, the blood of the bright moon is at its peak. Wait until the red blood covers the sky and the sun, and kill the Quartet with my hand!! This is the true portrayal of Li Hao under the blood-colored moonlight.

This night was a very ordinary night for others, but for Li Hao, it was a nightmare.

His consciousness was blurred and confused, and his whole person was like a walking corpse. In his vague consciousness, Li Hao vaguely knew that he heard the voice of the unintentional 'Li Hao' in his heart, and said, "Unwillingly?" Do you hate the world? Want revenge? Then he felt a powerful force that had never been felt before, filling every pore, he sucked the body of spades, obtained the great power of spades, and beat hearts almost crippled with another punch, and then, Li Hao's consciousness was a little clearer, and he started a tug-of-war with Wuxin 'Li Hao', and finally he won, but also fell into a coma.

During the long coma, Li Hao had countless dreams, each of which was related to his mother. From every look and hug of his mother, to the dagger piercing Li Hao's back in the back of the heart in the church......

Every detail in the environment made by hearts is clearly displayed in Li Hao's dream at this moment.

There are also some memories of babies who are still in infancy, all of which come like a tide, the comfort of the mother when she cries, the sound of the mother singing and coaxing her to sleep when she can't sleep, and ...... The desperate and helpless eyes of his mother when he was sent to the operating table, so the memories were clearly reflected in Li Hao's mind.

When he was five years old, Li Hao innocently asked the old man who adopted him: "What about my mother?" ”

The old man silently said to Li Hao: "She went to a far place. ”

"And is she coming back to me?"

The old man continued to be silent and said, "It will definitely be." ”

Li Hao's eyes dimmed, and he could see the old man's meaningful gaze. He sat quietly on the bench alone, holding in his hand the only thing his mother had left for him—a rattle. With a few gentle shakes, the rattle makes a beautiful ringtone. He didn't speak, just stared out the window with blank eyes.

Perhaps, maturity, and hatred, from that moment on, have begun to precipitate.

That day, Li Hao said softly to himself in his heart.

-- I remember that afternoon, it seemed to be raining.

……

Then, he woke up.

The eyelids had just opened, and the light around him was very dazzling, and after he had fully adapted to the light, he was surprised to find that the wound that had been hit by spades and hearts last night had completely healed at the moment, and there was not even a trace left on his body.

Li Hao began to look around blankly, only to find that he was immersed in a pool of water, the pool water was pale green, and there were some bubbles on the surface, and the next second they burst again, making a "pop" sound. And every time the bubble bursts, the wounds on my body are disappearing at a slow speed. And Li Hao himself also has a strange and comfortable feeling like walking in a fairyland.

"No one is going to take you away again, you're safe now." A caring voice sounded and fell into Li Hao's ears.

It was a woman, with a slender figure, wearing a pure white trench coat, with a well-defined face and a sense of kindness in her eyes, who looked to be in her thirties.

"Who are you?" Li Hao shook his head, his mouth was a little vague, and he looked at the woman in front of him.

"Who am I, I'll tell you naturally, how do you feel now?" The woman in the white trench coat smiled faintly, and Li Hao could feel the kind smile of this woman.

"I'm not bad, what's this pool of water?" Li Hao replied very calmly, and his tone did not make any waves, which made the woman's eyes a little more surprised.

"This is the cell fluid, the most commonly used healing fluid in the Association of Strangers, the repair fluid that is generally used by Strangers when they are injured." The woman said.

When Li Hao was silent, the woman smiled and said, "I know you must have a lot of questions about what happened yesterday, say it, and I will answer you as much as I can." ”

Li Hao raised his head, looked at the woman, stretched out a finger, pointed at himself, and asked in a very firm tone, "I...... How can there be such a powerful ability to devour other people's*? ”

When the woman heard this, she also sighed, and said quietly: "I am here for you, because my appearance indicates that this matter is extremely troublesome, and I hate to deal with troublesome things the most...... After a while, she continued: "You have read your mother's diary, you should know that your mother made another 'you' according to your appearance." To be precise, your ability last night does not belong to you, but to another 'you', the child without a heart. He has always been in the shadow of your heart, an incomparable hatred of the world. Unfortunately...... Yesterday, you seemed to have entered a circular illusion, causing you and another 'you' to accidentally merge, and you have this anti-heaven ability of body fusion, understand? ”

"It's your natural ability, but you can't control this power as much as you want, and once you use it, it will cause immeasurable damage to the user, and even * will be sucked dry, of course, after you suck his * dry, his ability ...... It's yours...... It's like yesterday you fused spades, and his strange power belongs to you. The woman said.

Then, he looked at the sky faintly, and muttered helplessly: "Moon eyebrows...... You're the one who got the trouble...... If you hadn't created another Li Hao, how could there be what happened now? Then the woman laughed self-deprecatingly: "But that's right, if you hadn't made another Li Hao, maybe your baby son would have died by now." ”

The woman then glanced at Li Hao, who was still sitting in a daze in the cell fluid, a rare soft arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and there was a warm color in her eyes, and in front of the woman's eyes, such a picture emerged: a baby who was only one or two years old looked at his face stupidly, stretched out his tender and lovely little hand, wanted to touch her cheek, opened his mouth wide, tried to make his own voice, and finally, spit out two words that surprised her: Mom...... Mom......

For the first time, there was a crack in her heart that was disheartened by the world, and she was touched by the baby's babbling words. However, she smiled bitterly and repeated the same words secretly: "What a lovely child, but I'm not your mother, your mother...... Pray for her when she is about to go to Heaven, my child. Then she put the baby's two tender hands together and prayed to the heavens.

That day was February 6, 1993, the day Yue Mei died, which happened to be the day when Li Hao first said the word "mother", but the object of the title has been separated forever