The vast majority of people have a tragic childhood.

But only one of the tails, Zhu Li I Ailuo, had the most miserable childhood, he was hated by all the people in the village, and even his father wanted to kill him.

He could only be lonely and wandering, wondering why people were treating him the way they did.

Later, he inadvertently hurt some people, and looking at the painful expressions of others, he also wanted to understand what the pain was.

However, because of the armor of sand, he couldn't even hurt himself, and he couldn't understand the pain.

"Yakshamaru, what does the pain feel like?"

Yakshamaru's purple-black eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, but his eyes were very complicated, and he turned his head to stare out the window.

"How can I describe it?"

The two soft eyebrows furrowed slightly, and it was obvious that he was thinking, "Is it pain or sadness, or is it that someone else has hurt it so much that it can't stand it and can't maintain a normal state." ”

He stretched out his injured hand and scratched his head, "I don't know how to describe it, it's just a not very good state anyway." ”

My Ai Luo pursed his mouth, and his green eyes swept over his injured hand, "Yashamaru, I hurt you, are you...... Hate me too? ”

His eyes then moved to the side, not daring to look at him, he was afraid to hear the answer, and the thin man in front of him was already the last person willing to stay by his side.

Yakshamaru was stunned, and I Airo in front of him was very helpless.

is still a child, but he has lost the happy childhood he should have, and the whole person is in a state of collapse.

He subconsciously comforted: "People will hurt others or be hurt by others more or less in life, but people don't easily hate a person, I love Young Master Luo." ”

"Thank you, Yakshamaru," Ara-ja finally smiled, "I think I probably understand the pain." ”

"Am I hurt like everyone else?" He clutched his chest, "It's not bleeding, but I feel so painful here!" ”

Seeing this, Yakshamaru stepped forward, took the knife from my airor's hand, and quickly slashed his finger.

A flash of bright red color surged from his white fingers, dripping along the wound.

My Airo looked at this scene with wide eyes and some fear, it was blood that he had never shed, that was what blood looked like, and it hurt just to look at it.

"When you hurt your body, it bleeds and it may seem painful, but over time, the pain goes away naturally, and it gets better faster with medication."

Yakshamaru said with a nonchalant expression, his eyes fixed on my Airo, "But the wound in the heart is more troublesome, and there is nothing more difficult to heal than heartache." ”

"Traumatic?" The first time I heard this term, I finally understood that the trauma he had suffered was the heart.

"That's right, I love Young Master Luo," Yakshamaru looked at him with some sadness, "Psychological trauma is not the same as physical injury, psychological trauma can not be cured, and it will not even heal for a lifetime." ”

I Ai Luo clutched his chest, a little desperate, did he have to endure this feeling of heartache for the rest of his life?

"However, there is something that can heal the wounds in the heart," Yakshamaru suddenly looked at the picture frame on the table, "but this kind of medicine is hard to find, and can only be obtained from others. ”

"How do I get it?"

"The medicine that can cure the wounds in the heart is ......" The two looked at the beautiful woman in the frame at the same time, she always had a sweet smile on her face, "Love! ”

I was stunned, he didn't understand what love was, and asked a little eagerly, "But what can I do to get love, I want to heal this pain, it hurts too much." ”

Yashamaru turned his head and looked at him with a smile on his face, "I love Young Master Luo has actually gotten it a long time ago, and the so-called love is the idea of sacrificing and sacrificing the most important person around him and protecting him with a compassionate heart, just like my sister." ”

He paused, and then continued: "I think my sister has always loved my young master. Sand no Shou Crane, originally a creature that existed to attack, sand will automatically protect my young master Ailuo, just like a mother's love, I think these sand around you contain your mother's will. ”

"Although my sister is dead, she still continues to protect my Young Master Airo."

"Yakshamaru, thank you."

Yakshamaru bit the cut finger into his mouth, "You're welcome, because Young Master Airo is the most important person by my side." ”

I Araku stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and put it in his mouth. He was going to lick his wounds for the only one who saw him that way, and he hoped that Yakshamaru would get better soon.

Moonlight.

Sitting on the rooftop, looking at the huge moon in the sky, the pain in his heart finally subsided.

Finally, in this indifferent land of sand, there is also someone who really cares about him. It felt incredibly good, and he felt that he could go on, no matter how difficult the road ahead.

Suddenly, a masked ninja appeared behind him, and one by one kunai was ruthlessly thrown out of the ninja's hand.

A sand curtain automatically rises behind my Airo and stops all the attacks.

He looked back at the visitor, his little face wrinkled, "How many waves is this, is it the killer sent by that hateful father again?" ”

The quicksand surged, manipulated by Iara, grabbed the ninja's feet and wrapped him upwards.

I love Luo Yao's empty hand, "Sand binding!" ”

Suddenly, the ninja's whole body shattered, and large strands of blood splattered out of the sand, staining the quicksand red.

Then, the quicksand dispersed, and the ninja fell to the ground.

I Airo walked towards the fallen ninja, who was coming, he had to know.

The ninja wears the usual ninja costume of Sand Country with a light veil over his face, but one of his fingers is wrapped in a bandage to stop the bleeding.

Ira noticed this detail and shuddered uncontrollably, and he finally walked over and ripped off the ninja's veil, revealing a familiar bloody face - Yakshamaru!

"Why you, why is it Yakshamaru? Didn't you say that I was the most important person to you, why, you would come to kill me? ”

Yakshamaru didn't say anything, the expression on his face was tired and relieved, and who knew his pain?

Obviously, my favorite sister died because I loved Luo, but I had to take care of him, who can understand that contradictory mood?

Perhaps death is the only way to be truly liberated!

The last person who stayed by my Airo's side also left.,Yakshamaru.,The only person I trust Airo.,But,Assassinated by the only person I trust.,Who can understand the shock?

I Airo clutched his chest, and the incurable heartache made him lose the last bit of hope for the world.

Blood mixed with the billowing quicksand, and he carved the word "love" on his forehead with sand.

From now on, I only love myself, fight only for myself, and live only for myself!

He will incarnate as Shura to prove his existence by killing.

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