The moment he heard this, he felt the urge to throw the cub in his arms out, or choke her delicate neck with his hand to suffocate her.

He could even imagine throwing Izuki out and falling against the wall, and then slowly sliding down, she might cry, and more likely she wouldn't cry.

The internal organs of the body will burst under a huge impact, which will cause difficulty breathing, and each breath will cause a lot of pain.

If the slender neck bone in the hand is broken, the signal transmission of the central nervous system will be interrupted instantly, the brain will be starved of oxygen, resulting in physiological disorders, and death will come soon.

Such thoughts appear every time Izuki reveals that she does not behave in accordance with the behavior of an ignorant toddler who has "never met but is intimate with him".

That is, when she occasionally shows the characteristics that only the girl Izuki has, he can't suppress it.

- Because of the nickname he had inadvertently called, he yelled at her and hurt her.

- He rushed up and tried to kill her because he mentioned a place she shouldn't know.

This is a kind of emergency obstacle, which comes from the deep shadow in his heart, he knows it very well, but he is not very able to control himself, after the shell of reason is broken, no one knows what will gush out of it.

This time, he didn't know why he still had this thought, and subconsciously followed his inner impulse, put his hand on her throat, and gently put it on her neck.

Just when he couldn't control himself and wanted to exert his strength, a small hand was gently placed on his hand, and Izuki rubbed his hand with her little face.

This made him wake up like a basin of cold water, withdrew his hand like an electric shock, took several deep breaths, and covered his eyes with his trembling hand to prevent his emotions from being revealed.

The man's voice was low, and he said, "I'm not sad...... I just, I don't want you to be sad. ”

When the uncontrollable stress reaction dissipated like morning dew, those irrepressible positive emotions in the bottom of his heart surged like a bamboo, and his heart was a little suffocated after being stimulated.

The stab hugged her, and the palm of the hand on the fragile back could clearly feel the powerful beating of the heart, tenacious and powerful.

She was white and trembling, a young flower and bone that first showed her little face in the late winter and spring season, stretching her eyebrows and eyes in the cold wind.

For most of his waking hours, he actually wanted Yiyue to play freely in the sun, to roll around in the fields where countless flowers bloomed, to see her sneeze under the scent of flowers, and to tilt her head to him and smile as bright as the sea of flowers.

These imaginations appeared in his mind again and again, for him to immerse himself in again and again, and constantly refined, as if they were illusions, but the fantasies in his mind seemed to be able to touch the warmth of the sun and the fragrance of flowers.

But from time to time, all this beautiful thing was broken into pieces by the monstrous blood, and the doubts planted in his heart by those past tragedies made him never really trust Yiyue, and he hated his own inability to trust, and it was difficult to make changes, which made his heart continue to cycle between softness and brokenness.

All of the above turbulent emotions turned into heavy guilt in the face of Yi Yue's immature voice and weak face.

When the girl appeared in the military dress he was all too familiar with, the scabbed wounds and long-buried memories seemed to be the beginning.

The things he should say and couldn't say, the things he could say but didn't know how to say were entangled in his mind, clogged in his throat, almost suffocated, and finally left him with the silence to dissolve his deep pain.