"Boom~"

Thunder, thunder, and thunder resounded in the sky, accompanied by a torrential downpour.

Ziyan covered his knees with his arms and curled up like a young beast.

Like a beast using its fur to ward off the cold, he was trembling, almost twitching.

Thirsty, thirsty!

Outside the window, there was the sound of thunder and raindrops falling to the ground.

It was like blood dripping from the nurturing warehouse, and he felt extremely hungry and thirsty, both physically and psychologically.

"Boom—"

There was another thunderclap, and he curled up again, digging deeper under the bed.

He fears thunderstorms, as a lamb fears wolves.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had experienced this fear, which had been filled by a warmth from the time he fled.

She would hold her hand tightly and take herself into her arms. She smells good and is warm.

Kind of like ...... Think of the blood that burst out when you plunged your hands into the enemy's heart for the first time.

Her taste is different from blood, warmer than blood, sweeter than blood......

She would hold her head tightly, and he could hear her heartbeat. Then he was not afraid, he was not afraid of any thunder or past.

He knows that as long as she gives herself a little warmth, she can be his brother, an indomitable alien, and a monster who is only self-respecting.

But when she left, even a thunderstorm she couldn't resist herself.

He remembered that the day he came to this house, it was also a thunderstorm.

The roar of thunder drowned out his movements, and the dripping rain washed away the blood behind him.

It was the thunderstorm that saved him and kept him from being caught, and it was also the thunderstorm that deeply engraved that fear in his heart.

"Brother, you ...... Are you alright?"

Suddenly, he heard a soft call, with an indescribable magic that dispelled his fear, and he felt the strength gradually return to his body.

……

That

She said the same thing to herself, leaning down and shaking her desperate self, remembering her face through the heavy bags under her eyes.

"Mom and Dad, come on, there's a big brother here who has shed a lot of blood!"

……

"Brother?"

The girl leaned her head and leaned under the bed.

Ziyan looked at the girl whose forehead was still covered with rain, and couldn't help but think of the puppy they saw on TV together.

As everyone knows, his current appearance is more like a puppy, a lost dog......

A pair of immature but warm arms wrapped around him and took his head into his arms.

Ziyu gently stroked her brother's forehead, it was not the first time she had encountered such a scene.

She didn't know about her brother's past, she only knew that he had the deepest fear of thunderstorms.

Usually in thunderstorms, she will accompany her brother, and only on thunderstorms, in front of herself, will this brother who has always been empty-eyed will show his only vulnerability.

She was also curious about what kind of past could make her brother fear like this, and if she knew, she would definitely be smashed.

But if it weren't for these, she might not have been able to pick up this brother on that rainy day.

A familiar and warm breath came from in front of him, and he was slightly taller than Ziyu, still enough to get under the bed, and Ziyu was naturally too.

The thunder in the air seemed to be extinguished, the sound of the rain gradually became inaudible, and those who lived in their memories and demanded their lives like ghosts disappeared.

Ziyan felt that he was going to fall into a deep sleep like this, and suddenly, an indescribable fear swept through his brain again, it was a fear buried deep in his soul, a curse that he could not escape for the rest of his life.

He felt the breath getting closer, as if he saw death coming!

"Brother, don't be afraid, everything is ......"

Ziyu tried to comfort her brother as usual, but suddenly her mouth was covered tightly, and the young man in her arms suddenly looked up at herself, and there was no longer the slightest cowardice and timidity in her eyes.

She felt that she was being held by a pair of powerful little hands, and Ziyan pulled her deep into her arms and covered her mouth tightly.

Her hands were as strong as iron, and she felt that the man who clung to her was no longer the strong and gentle brother, but a threatened little beast, a beast that wanted to protect her territory.

She looked at her brother and saw that he was staring at her with tears and fear in his eyes...... Pray.

He seemed to say again, please, don't be silent!

He's afraid, he's afraid, something he's been running away from is approaching him, he's afraid of leaving me, he's afraid that something will hurt me......

"Knock—"

"Ahh

The sound of a heavy object hitting the floor was followed by the screams of the mother.

Ziyu's pupils suddenly widened, she wanted to rush out, what the hell was going on down there?!

But Ziyan covered her mouth so tightly that she couldn't make a sound.

"Knock—"

There was another soft thud, and the whole house fell into a calm, deathly calm.

What about Mom and Dad? What happened? Why is there no sound anymore?

Fear permeated Ziyu's heart, and at this moment, a strange frequency came from downstairs, as if a distant song echoed.

It made her feel a little drunk in a trance, and she felt the little hands that restrained her loosen.

She saw her brother covering his ears stiffly, and she sounded like a plague virus in his ears!

Large sweat stains ran down his brother's forehead, and he covered his ears with both hands, and at the same time restrained himself from making sounds, and if he did this, he would even burst his eardrums.

Suddenly, Ziyu remembered that she didn't have time to wipe her head when she walked upstairs...... The rain followed itself all the way to the bottom of the bed......

"Dada~"

Unhurried footsteps came from downstairs, as if death was approaching......

She made her decision...... Gently move out of the bed...... Because of that strange music, my brother couldn't stop himself at all......

But at the moment when she was about to leave her brother's side, a small hand grabbed the corner of her clothes.

She turned around, and her brother was looking at her with a hideous expression, like a demon in the abyss holding an angel.

She moved her lips slowly, speaking in a lip language

"Brother, it's going to be fine."

The hand was easily removed by her, and under the influence of the strange audio, her brother was in a state like an epileptic baby.

At this moment, two deep figures appeared in front of the door.

"If Zero was really here, and this frequency has been on for so long, he should have gone crazy a long time ago."

"It's all said, that zero may have died somewhere, he survived an eight-year-old child."

"It's a pity for the innocent couple below, and it's good to go back and make up a case of burglary and murder."

"Actually, you can't kill them all."

……

The intermittent words came from outside the door, and the last paragraph was like the last straw that overwhelmed the drowning person, and it instantly collapsed Ziyu's psychological defense

Father...... Mom......