"......" he gritted his teeth and lowered his hand, no longer trying to struggle.

His actions sent a look of astonishment across the man's face, and just as he felt like he was about to lose consciousness, the man let go of his hand.

"Why not resist?"

"Ahem-ahem-" He breathed desperately, looking at the man coldly.

The man smiled coldly, "I've changed my mind, let you find the meaning of birth by yourself, although it's just a yellow dream, I'm curious to see how far you can twist yourself in this suffocating world." ”

He couldn't understand the meaning of the words yet, but for the first time he felt like his chest was blocked, unable to breathe, unable to break free, and he didn't want to see these people again, especially the one with pure white hair. He couldn't describe it, and he didn't feel it, until later he realized that it was called disgust.

He hated the way the man looked at him, like looking at a tiny worm, but he still had a sympathetic expression, but there was a strong mockery in his eyes. It's like saying to him, the reason why you live is a charity to you.

"The eyes are good, although it's a pity that I can't be my son."

The man let go of his hand, slowly took off the white gloves on his hands, and red flames burst out of the air to swallow the gloves, then turned around and strode away.

"Let him stay here all the time." The man said.

"King?! Is that all? ”

"Isn't that inappropriate? The risk is really—"

The man paused, and seemed to sneer.

"Now it's different from what it used to be, and if he really is my son, he should know that if he wants to live, he has to rely on himself."

“…… It's ......"

The ashes that fell from the sky floated to his feet, and he waited for them to leave before he sat down on the ground.

Even without knowing and gaining nothing, he did not lose his senses. After being closed off all qualifications to perceive all things, he didn't want to think about the process of confronting that person, like being prey to a snake condescendingly, and even his back would stiffen.

Thankfully, they haven't been there since.

No one interfered with his freedom anymore.

He opened the book again, staring numbly at the words.

It would be nice to accept them all. Erase it all from life, forget it all. Including the desire to break out of this door, it would be good to be wiped out here with the self.

If he could understand this truth at that time, he wouldn't have met someone who changed his life later, right?

If you start all over again, if you start all over again.

Maybe being killed by that person at that moment is his best fate.

At the age of five, he was able to move the only chair in the house for the first time. After determining the change of guard and going out for a drink

He carefully moved it under the high windowsill, tiptoeing to reach the only place where the light was shining. But only his hand could touch the cold railing, and he heard someone walking outside the window on horseback, waving desperately with his hand, and he could not speak at that time, because no one had come to teach him. So it can only make a dumb sound.

He heard a horse stop and a childish voice speaking, "Uncle De, I seem to have heard something." ”

Soon, a middle-aged man's deep voice sounded, "Miss, you must have heard it wrong, this has been abandoned for a long time, I'm afraid it's a monster." Let's go find the master, don't let the master wait. ”

"Yes, Uncle De."

The people outside lingered in front of his window for a moment, and then left without looking back.

His hand hung limply, and at that time he didn't know what disappointment was. It's just that he feels that his mood is low, and all he can do for a long and peaceful life is to read, although he doesn't understand the meaning of those words, but he will also write on the ground one by one, and the days are like a white horse, he is surprised that he can understand the meaning, but he can't speak, even.

Just when he thought that no one would ever pass through here again, one day he heard a rustling sound outside him. His ears were extremely keen, telling himself that someone was coming. Although he tried to slow down his steps, he did walk towards him with a goal and direction.

He suddenly became alert. Except for the weekly patrol and a slave who watched over his murderous, no one ever came here again. And he could determine that this footstep did not belong to any possibility, except for the boy who had wandered in front of him.

He felt his heart beat with joy, not the fear of being picked up by the Fierce Baba Detention Center, but another feeling of pleasure and anticipation. He drew strength from the swastika carving, lifted his body up, and watched through the narrow windowsill as a pair of small black shoes stopped in front of him. It is embroidered with silver edges and inlaid with blue glowing stones. It was the first time he had seen such delicate boots, which were incomparable to all the guards and patrols.

Then, a small, fair face appeared in his field of vision.

His face was small and still, and he seemed to be a little surprised to see him open his round pupils, glowing with a bright blue light. He noticed that his hair was also silver, but unlike the man before, his hair seemed to glow.

The color seemed to symbolize the nobility of the bloodline, unlike him, and his hair was as black as the night when the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the guards once looked at him with fear and disgust, and said "! ”

"Sure enough, it's cursed!"

They didn't even dare to touch him, but they gladly spoke ill of him, or ran away. But the villain in front of him looked at him without shying away from him, and there was no him in his eyes

Familiar with the burning disgust, but with the surprise of discovering jewels.

"Ah, there's another kid here!"

That person was his elder brother, and he always believed that he and he were born of the same mother, so he took it upon himself to become his brother, and he did not object. He never knew where he came from or who he was, but blood was a wonderful thing, linking two children with different fates at birth. He was not jealous or envious of the fact that he was born with fine clothes and food, but he felt extremely warm when he knew that there were still people in the world who had bonds with him.

So they all used this as a secret word of silence for each other.

For several years, Dusty would come here to accompany him almost every night, correct his bad habits in life, teach him all kinds of royal etiquette, teach him everything, and study spells with him.

Maybe it's a blood relationship, they can both understand the meaning from each other's eyes and movements. Although they are brothers, their personalities are still very different, and they have always been very gentle and elegant, with a warm and warm smile. But he always had a depressed cheek and looked like he didn't know what time was coming.

When he reached adulthood, he was allowed to be released from that prison-like place, and then entered the school like other princes, Ziyan is a prince who has not been favored since he was a child, and in that dragon clan that advocates force, he is often bullied by other brothers, as long as he is depressed and unhappy, he does not dare to go to the eldest brother to complain about grievances.

Because of his poor talent, his father didn't have any hope for him, so even if he skipped school, he wouldn't let his father pay more attention to him, so he tried his best to study, but he still couldn't withstand the cold gaze from his father.

At that time, he knew that what he was doing was nothing more than the stupid thing of a clown, and when he faced the lotus pond in the back garden, he wanted to get rid of his dragon royal status for the first time, and at that time, he heard someone quietly calling his name.

Zi Yan ghost messenger walked into the lotus pond and saw a woman floating in the water, she beckoned to Zi Yan lovingly, "Child, are you very tired and want to get rid of yourself?" If you want, I can help you make your wish come true. ”

Although he knew that she was definitely not a good person, Zi Yan was really desperate, he didn't know why he was alive, and he didn't know that he was still holding on to the meaning in this world.

His heart could be shaken so easily.

This kind of thing has been criticized by the eldest brother more than once, but for Ziyan, he is incomplete, even if he has been accompanied by his eldest brother in the past years, he has always had an irreparable pain in his heart.

And the eldest brother also stopped talking to him after a long time, and even when they met, they looked at each other in a hurry, and then separated, and the relationship between the brothers was also worn out in the past thousands of years.

Ziyan jumped into the lake, and the woman would hold him every day

He cared for him like a mother in his arms, but on the contrary, he could also feel his strength being sucked away little by little. But he didn't want to wake up.

This went on for about a few months, and every day for these months, there was a little lotus who gave him a dream not to come here again, but he never listened to the dissuasion, and the little lotus kept comforting him in the dream, trying to make him turn back.

Zi Yan sneered and rejected her kindness, "I naturally have my reasons for doing this, since she wants to drain my power for her use, then just take it." ”

Ah Lian was stunned, and immediately shouted, "Why are you doing this to yourself? Did you know that some people do their best to stay alive?! ”

"What does this have to do with me?" He responded coldly.

The little lotus was choked by his casual attitude, but she still didn't give up to dissuade this self-defeating person, she tried her best to surprise him, such as often preparing delicious lotus seeds for him, or beautiful flowers, trying to awaken his love for life, but he only felt bored.

This kind of thing came to an abrupt end one day.

(End of chapter)

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