"Liuyu, in the future, your name will be Su Liuyu, and you will be the head of my Su family." A dignified and upright man with a small baby in his arms said coldly.

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On the rockery in the yard, the water is murmuring, and the morning glory goes up the rockery, slowly blooming small flowers that are weak but facing the sun.

The window is open, the little child is holding a book, but the clear and light eyes are looking out of the window, he looks white and soft, has not grown up, but the eyes are already faintly light, the temperament of the body is quiet and elegant, sitting in the house, people are also quiet.

Only those eyes, the light depths burn with a yearning for the sun outside.

A butterfly slowly landed on the flower, its beautiful wings fluttering softly in the sunlight, and the lines on it fell into the pupils of the little child's eyes, and then there was some color, and he gazed softly, the corners of his mouth curved upward, and he couldn't help but have a faint soft smile.

Suddenly, with a "snort", the butterfly fell silently from the flower, weak and sad.

The butterfly's body moved away, revealing a rockery, and the child's eyes were sharp, and he saw a silver needle being inserted in the place where the butterfly had just stayed.

The strength of the silver needle was so strong that its tail was still trembling.

The little light in the child's eyes immediately dimmed, disappeared from the eyes, without a trace, and was dyed with a silent and waveless look, he lowered his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth also disappeared, and the little side face looked soft, and became cold and hard.

"Liuyu, if you want not to hurt others, don't be distracted and go to see the others." The man walked up to the rockery, took down the silver needle, turned his head, looked at him with gloomy eyes, and sneered: "The butterfly is alive and well, but it was looked at by you, but it died because of you." ”

The man's voice was cold and ruthless, without any warmth, and he said it as a matter of course, looking at the child's eyes were also gloomy, as if this was not his child, for him, this child was a weapon to protect the interests of the family.

The man snorted coldly and left, leaving Su Liuyu alone to sit quietly in the room, he lowered his head and was silent, his long eyelashes completely covered his pupils, and the expression inside was sad and inexplicable, but he never looked at the butterfly that fell to the ground again.

The small body was hidden in the darkness but subconsciously wanted to be closer to the window, after a while, he slowly raised his head, looking at the clouds in the sky, his dark eyes reflected the pure white of the clouds, he suddenly laughed at himself, so clean pure white......

******

The desert was raging with wind and sand, and the yellow sand that covered the sky was whistling all over the sky, blowing on people's faces with knife-like pain.

A long procession stumbled in the wind and sand, all of them were old and weak, women and children, all of them carrying iron chains on their hands and feet, and their heads were whipped by the officers and soldiers on the side, shouting and scolding and walking forward.

Where the road lies and where it is going, no one knows.

They only know that they have to keep moving forward like this, their hearts are numb, their souls are detached, and even the yellow sand in the sky is whistling and crying, and the hearts of people are cold.

Maybe it will be like this until death, to hell.

The leader at the front was holding a child dressed in white, the child's eyes were silent, and the expression on his face was already with a faint smile, but it seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, although he looked peaceful, his temperament was indifferent.

After walking for a long time, the child sat on the horse, but turned his head to look behind him.

Those people were still stumbling along, but the number was much less, and there was a little inexplicable emotion surging in the depths of his eyes, and he unconsciously looked at them, only to find that many people could not stand the torture anymore and died along the way.

They are dead, but their figures are still lingering in the wind, like a bitter dog that howls out its heart, and roars at him with fierce but humble eyes, shouting about the ruthlessness of the superior and the injustice of the heavens.

He watched quietly, watching their figures gradually buried by the wind and sand, and countless pairs of blood-red eyes seemed to appear in his heart.

He knew he was one level closer to Hell.

The long procession came to a halt on the leeward side of a sandy mountain, and the boy was led off his horse by the man, who passively led him all the way to the remaining old and weak women and children.

Up close, they were already dead people, their skin was dehydrated, unkempt, and their breathing was inaudible, and several of them had fallen to the ground unconscious, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

"Liuyu, there are other emotions in your eyes." The man behind him looked at him and suddenly spoke indifferently.

Su Liuyu's heart shook, he accidentally revealed his true emotions again, suddenly raised his head, looked at those old and weak women and children, as if he saw the blood spurting out of their necks because of their own death, he instantly remembered the butterfly again, a trace of fear flashed on his face, and he hurriedly knelt down and said to the man: "Not in the future, please don't kill them." ”

But the man had already raised his hand, kicked him away, and gave a cold order without mercy, "Kill!" ”

When the officers and soldiers received the order, they suddenly drew their sabers, like a terrible ghost from the netherworld, with a full body of evil energy, raised the butcher's knife high, and fell down violently.

Su Liuyu subconsciously closed his eyes, but the man pinched his chin and forced him to look at them, the little child was weak and couldn't resist, so he passively saw all the dirt and blood in his eyes and imprinted it in his heart.

The man coldly ordered him: "If your heart fluctuates again, I will kill one, and if you still want to intercede for them, then good, I will kill a pair until you are ruthless and unjust!" ”

The withering of life took away all his enthusiasm and worldly emotions, and the child looked at those who had no ability to resist, wiped clean by the butcher's knife, and his eyes were clear and cold.

The man's voice was remembered in his ears again, but it was still without warmth, as if the fate of these people was a humble ant to him, not worthy of sorrow and sympathy.

"The family rules of the Su family have always cut off seven emotions and six desires, you are the future head of the family, and the down payment in the future, covering the sky with one hand, and the future is unlimited, so, Liuyu, you are not living for yourself, you are living for the entire Su family." The man said, patted him on the shoulder, glanced at the dead body on the ground, and said coldly: "The weak are not worthy of sympathy, nor are they worthy of your intercession, if you want not to be trampled underfoot, you have to climb up, be ruthless, and it will last long." ”

After the man finished speaking, he stepped aside, leaving the child on his knees alone, facing the corpses alone.

Can only the strong survive? Don't the weak deserve sympathy? If you climb up, you will be ruthless and unrighteous, and you will have to give up everything?

Although life is short, the process left for life is very long, and the beautiful moments worth remembering are also rich and colorful. But at this moment, the little child is thinking in his heart, why life is so long, and how good it would be if it could be shorter.

Since then, the heart of the little child has never fluctuated, like a pool of stagnant water, deposited in the dark waiting for life to grow old, and then slowly stink.

******

"I'm a drag on you." Su Liuyuan slowly put on the big coat and completely covered himself, only the voice, infinitely charming, came out from under the cloak, but his tone was indifferent.

Su Liuyu smiled lightly, hid his hands in his sleeves and got into the carriage, sat on the side, and closed his eyes.

Su Liuyuan, who was on the side, stretched out his thin white palm and put it in front of his eyes to look at it, but he couldn't see his expression, but he heard him say indifferently: "This hand is so beautiful, but it needs other people's lives to maintain it, why do I feel very disgusting." ”

Su Liuyu opened his eyes when he heard this, smiled lightly, but didn't answer, but straightened up, pulled his sleeves up, revealing his white arms, reached to the side and opened a small drawer, took out a box from it, and handed it to him.

"What?" Su Liuyuan stretched out his hand to take it, he didn't know why, he opened it and saw that it was full of powdery dust, and he didn't know why, he couldn't help but take off the cloak, looked at him and asked, "What is this?" ”

"A spice that I finally asked someone to match, it is only effective for you, this incense adds a lot of things, it can delay the acacia spell, and when the time comes, it will give me time to cure you." Su Liuyu put down his sleeves and said lightly: "This incense can't be smelled by women and children, so you should take it with you." ”

Su Liuyuan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, glanced at him, took the box under his nose and sniffed it lightly, and immediately frowned, "It's a good smell." Deng Shi put it aside and asked, "What will happen if you smell it for a child?" ”

"Two hours later, you'll die violently." Su Liuyu closed his eyes and said lightly.

******

I am Su Liuyu, born in the Su family, I also have a younger brother, although he is not born to a mother, but I treat him as my own, I have no other thoughts, I just want my heart to be not so numb and dead, and I want someone to remind me that I am still a person.

Since I was a child, my education has taught me that if I keep climbing up, only by standing high enough and far, and having a solid backing foundation in my hands, can I control my own destiny.

When I reached the top and everyone else began to look up, I looked back and found that there was no one behind me who could talk to me, all of them were enemies, and they could not retreat, but could only move forward, and when I retreated, it was an abyss.

It wasn't until I met someone who was so ordinary, so ordinary that I forgot about her at first, but when I saw her again, I realized that I hadn't forgotten, never.

Maybe it was on the way together, maybe it was her eyes, maybe it was her conversation, maybe it was something else, she just unconsciously dug a hole in my heart and got in.

I saw in her a shadow that I didn't have, and that shadow was alive.

In my eyes, she is alive, but I am living empty. I don't know what I want, I don't know if I should have feelings, and I don't know why I'm still alive.

I wanted to keep her because I hadn't seen my heart yet. I think that hazy feeling in my heart will become real if I keep her.

However, she was very smart and chose to live a happy lifestyle, and I was like this, and it was over before I even started.

I see this as a failure, but... Defeat is still glorious...