My parents are brother and sister.

Yes, it's a brother and sister in a family, I don't know how they got together, but the relatives are gossiping about them behind their backs.

I wonder why brother and sister can't be together?

Disgusting with the gossip of outsiders.

They say that it is disgusting for brothers and sisters to act in the same room, and that it is insulting to the family and parents for brothers and sisters to be together.

I think they're disgusting!

Speaking ill of others behind their backs is more important than the other, but in front of his father, he is respectful and doesn't dare to say much, like a villain.

Could it be that all the people in the world are such people who only dare to run rampant behind their backs?

Is there anyone who dares to speak up and act like a real man, regardless of that person's identity or his power and ability, and dare to point at him and say that he is not good?

No, those villains didn't dare to say anything about my father.

I know that because my father is the general manager, he is the biggest, so no one dares to be presumptuous to him, but I am the only one.

Maybe I saw too much of the hypocrisy in the family, so my personality was actually very rude and outspoken when I was a child.

My dad is the biggest and he dotes on me very much, I take him as a backer, I am not my dad is the biggest, I am the biggest, because my dad will always meet my requirements.

On my fourth birthday, my mom didn't come to celebrate my birthday, and instead of feeling sad, I felt happy.

Because Dad was the only one, I could ask him if they were brother and sister.

At that time, I thought about it and wanted to ask, but my dad gave me a gift first, my first doll, a teddy bear.

Then I saw the teddy bear I liked it so much, maybe the innocence of the girl made me hold the teddy bear and felt that such a cute and soft thing was actually a living thing.

Although my dad gave me the doll, I didn't forget the question I always wanted to ask because I liked the teddy bear doll.

After a while, my father finished lighting candles on my three-tiered cake, and I still made a small report to my father, saying, "Some people say that you and your mother are brother and sister." ”

After hearing this, my father was obviously stunned for a moment, but my father didn't say anything, just touched my head and said, "Don't care about other people's words, you are the baby daughter of your father and mother, you just need to remember this matter, understand?" Emperor? ”

Dad didn't let me think about it, so I nodded obediently and made a wish and blew out the candle.

I've been holding a teddy bear that's my height ever since, I didn't have friends when I was a kid, I liked to stay alone in a corner of the house, not play with my relatives' kids, and don't go out for a walk.

So the teddy bear became my friend, my conversation.

"Okay, capture my friend and name it.... Chale! ”

That's his name, I gave it back then.

I was so short of friends that I named my teddy bear, and I avoided a lot of kids who would come and talk to me.

I need real friends, not friends who see that my father, who is the most powerful in my family, is the general manager and comes to be friends with me.

The hypocritical people around me still speak ill of my dad behind my back, and my family is very big, so there are a lot of maids who take care of the hygiene.

I like to hide in the corner alone, so I can hear the gossip of the maids and subordinates of the house from time to time.

Complaining that his salary is too low, complaining that he has too much work, complaining about this and that, he is so impatient, but he is very flattering in front of his father and dare not complain.

It's so hypocritical, the people around me are so hypocritical, and I slowly feel more and more terrible.

They are terrible, they are very friendly on the surface, and they may complain about other people, or gossip about other people.

It's terrible, I can't see through them or them, I can't see through it, I can't see through it, it's too scary, it's terrible, it's terrible, it's terrible! Scared the baby to death!

Your masks are terrible!

So when I was a kid, I was very autistic, and I liked to stay in a corner of the house, maybe in the back garden, maybe in the toilet, or on the balcony, or in the hallway, or behind the bookshelf, or under the piano or under the table...

My mind is getting narrower and narrower....

When I was six years old, I fell in love with my watchtower, where I could see the whole city and feel like I could see every corner of the city.

The first time I stood on a low magic elevator, I cried because I was scared to see myself getting farther and farther away from the ground, and the height was too high.

It was so terrible, the ground was getting farther and farther away from me I was crying in fear, I thought I was going to fall and I turned around before I noticed that there was a transparent black barrier flashing, and that barrier saved my life.

When I think about my father, who was so frightened that he cried loudly when I first went to the watchtower, and my father's worried expression and loud shouting to himself, I felt so happy and happy to have such a father who thought about me everywhere.

Dad quickly flew up and picked me up from the round one-base elevator, carried me to the ground, and told me not to go up again.

But I was still naughty and twisted my temper with him, because I knew that my dad would compromise for me.

After that, my father really compromised and changed the area around the watchtower elevator to a metal fix specifically for me.

I don't have to worry about the fear and danger of getting farther and farther off the ground when I stand up.

But about the barrier, I later thanked my dad for saving me by using his magic, but my dad said, "What barrier?" ”

He doesn't know!

It's strange that there was a barrier that saved me when I fell.

Didn't my father save himself by casting his magic in time?

At that time, my father didn't seem to know, and I didn't talk about it, because since I wasn't my father, I wasn't my father, but someone else.

Then, it didn't take long for me to learn magic in the second half of the six-year-old and start to work on myself.

Magic is a funny thing, it doesn't speak, it doesn't have expressions, it doesn't matter, but it only listens to me.

It doesn't betray me, it doesn't leave me, it doesn't wear a mask in front of me and it doesn't gossip, so I love magic for ten minutes.

My interest came, and my magic practice became more and more proficient day by day, and within two years, I became very proficient in the use of magic, and I became proficient in various ways of magic, and because of magic and growth, I gradually became optimistic.

The talent is very high, and the children of other families are not as good as me, and I was once a first-day talent, and I was very proud!

But unfortunately, I don't know what's wrong, the day after we met a strange boy when our friends got together to play, the ten families suddenly released the news that their children were already able to float wings and had learned dark magic thoroughly.

At the age of eight, I even knew how to float wings, which is really better than me.

Several patriarchs of other royal families came to visit, and I also followed my father to take a look, because the first thing I heard about was robbed, I wanted to see who the demon was.

Damn!

If you don't look at it, you don't believe it, and you'll be shocked when you see it.

Looking at the child of the ten families coming out, his appearance was still quite in my eyes, black casual clothes, looking at his black broken hair with a bunch of white hair behind it, I had a lot of doubts in my heart.

Dyeed? Double hair color? The face is quite beautiful, but the eyes are very cold.

He literally spread his black wings in front of us and flew in the air, and during this time, he used black magic to cause thunderstorms that caused the whole city to rain for a day.

Many admiring patriarchs practiced and clapped their hands, praising him as the strongest genius of this generation, and my brilliance disappeared in an instant.

The rest of the family came home and exploded, and many of the children who liked to come out in company at that time were not seen in the watchtower for several days.

In the face of the emergence of ten geniuses, other families are taboo, because they pull their own children too much, the so-called comparison.

Although my parents also said that I should work hard, they did not deliberately force me or urge me, but just told me to try to chase the children of the ten families and surpass him.

Although I also wanted to, Floating Wing was really not something that I could do simply at that time, and when I was in a bad mood, I would go to the watchtower with Chale to see the scenery and talk to Chale about things that only I could understand.

"It's so boring, what do you say?"

On this day, I went up to the watchtower to look at the scenery because I didn't have a clue because I didn't have a clue about floating wings, and I was talking to Cha Le.

It turned out that I saw ten children in a villa in the city, and I was surprised to learn to say, "Huh? Isn't that the pitch-black imp of the Ten Families? ”

I would bring a telescope to see the scenery, and I noticed that the black dot seemed to be the one who had taken away my strongest genius head, and I took a closer look at the super list telescope I had developed at home.

It was indeed him, and his black magic was my identification of him, and he was the only child of a few years old who could play with dark magic so skillfully.

He flew over the large garden of the courtyard villa and waved his surrounding magic, his arms floating gracefully like a woman dancing, and his magic power changed from white to pitch-black air currents covering the surrounding flowers.

It looked like a curse, but after the dark magic, the flowers showed that the morning dew was watered.

So he was watering the flowers.

I watched his handsome figure watering the flowers with his own magic, I don't know why I suddenly felt so handsome, maybe because his aura was too dazzling, causing me to be a little blind worship at that time.

That was the first time I caught him in the watchtower.

If you have the first time, you will want to think about the second time.

So, the next day.

I went up to the watchtower again at the same time as yesterday, with a telescope closed, and peeped at that genius.

The next day, too, he watered in the very large garden, and after watering he began to practice black magic or dance and sing alone, although he could not hear his voice, but he looked like a fool to amuse himself alone, as if he was there every day alone.

Although he seemed stupid to me, I would go up to the watchtower to see him stupid on the third and fourth days and afterward.

It may have become a habit, but I seemed to be set up like a machine to see him on time every day.

"He's going to practice swordsmanship today."

He was holding a rapier.

"Ah, throw it away, don't you like to use a sword?"

He tossed the rapier aside.

"Ah, I went to sleep, I'm so lazy today."

He used dark magic to create floating clouds today, and lay down on them and fell asleep in style.

"Is it a death rock song today?"

He began to shout passionately, though I couldn't hear it.

"It's sad today."

He began to dance softly like a girl.

"Is he going to practice again today?"

He was holding a scimitar.

"Ah, throw it away, don't you like knives?"

He threw the knife away.

"He's still here when it's raining today, why didn't he have an umbrella."

It was raining lightly, and I had a roof on my side, but he was standing there stupidly without an umbrella in the garden.

"It turns out that he has a black barrier."

I noticed a slight black diaphragm around him.

Black barrier? No way? He....

"It's raining heavily today, he's still here, is Chale sick in the brain?"

It rained heavily today, so I still came to see it, but he was still standing there stupidly.

I asked Cha Le, who had been carrying him with me, if he was stupid.

"It's raining heavily today."

I'm still there.

"It's so cold today."

I'm still there.

"Sunny day."

"Cloudy."

"Cloudy."

"It's snowing lightly today."

I'm still there.

"It's snowing heavily today."

I'm still there.

"It's snowing today!"

"It's hailing today!"

"It's the New Year today."

I was holding a bowl of dumplings, and he was serving a bowl of dumplings, listening to the loud fireworks and the crackling of magic around us, and we were still stupidly watching each other.

But I watched him, and he looked at the flowers in the garden, and sometimes he looked around.

In this way, I have been paying attention to him, and I can see his activities getting stronger day by day.

I don't know why he loves that garden so much, or why he's always alone every day.

I don't know why he doesn't have any friends, he doesn't seem to want to go to school just like me.

It's a genius who is not good at blending into the group.

Then one time I accidentally let Chale fly and fell off the watchtower.

When I was sad and crying, it was Xiao Nei who picked me up and made it up for me, although it wasn't very good-looking, but I was very happy.

And then I finally came face to face with him on that occasion, instead of peeping at him from afar like I did.

The first meeting, our first encounter.