"Good. What is it called? For some reason, West felt unable to resist her somewhat bizarre request.

"Hmm. What is it called? I'll have to think about it. She tilted her head, her big eyes sharp and cunning.

He couldn't tell the gods.

And at this moment, her hand suddenly strengthened slightly, he snorted, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in pain, feeling that he was being played, so he glared at her angrily, "You are fooling me?" ”

But she smiled and said, "Try to move your feet and see if you can go." ”

He was stunned for a moment, then put on his shoes and took a step cautiously, his face suddenly happy, and he walked several steps in a row, and finally smiled happily: "My feet are healed!" ”

"Hmm. Okay, good. Then go back and rest early. I'll have to go back to sleep, too. She said and turned to leave.

He asked stunned, "You won't name me anymore?" ”

She turned her head and glanced at him with a smile, "You are my brother, so I naturally want to call you brother." You don't have to take a name. ”

"Oh." He replied in a low voice, watched her enter the house, closed the door and turned off the lights, and then turned around and walked back slowly.

For the rest of the day, he slipped away to the small stone house every night.

Didn't bother her, just crouched in the corner.

I don't know when she will come out, and she will squat in the corner side by side with him, smiling softly and talking about the happy times she had with her mother.

He loved to hear her voice, and he preferred to hear her tell her story, which had a fatal attraction to him, and he just felt that it was the childhood life that a normal child should have.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye, and that year, she was twelve and he was seventeen.

That night, he looked at the whip marks on the back of her hand, listened to the story she had told nearly a thousand times and still didn't get tired of it, and suddenly asked impulsively, "Do you want to run away from here?" ”

She froze for a moment, then turned her head to look at him in disbelief, "What did you say?" ”

"I asked you if you wanted to get out of here? I'll take you away if you want! The world is so big, there must be a place for us to stay. I'm seventeen years old, and I'm old enough, and with my ability, I must be able to easily find a job that is guaranteed to make your life ten times better than it is now! He said eagerly, his eyes sparkling with excitement and impulsiveness.

She looked at him steadily, her good-looking eyebrows furrowed little by little, and her voice was very soft, "You should know, we are half-brothers and sisters. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a spring thunder exploding above his head, blasting him to the outside and the inside.

As if the most secret and invisible scar was ruthlessly revealed, his face was so hot that he didn't dare to look up at her for a while.

She sighed, "It's not too early, let's go back and rest." ”

He stood up and ran away as if he were running away.

That night, he stayed up all night.

The next day, I was at school during the day.

Finally managed to get out of class, but instead of going home, he asked a friend to go to a bar to party, and when he got drunk, it was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

The old man had always been strict with him, and had decreed that he should not touch a drop of wine at the age of eighteen, and when he saw him drunk, he was naturally furious, so he had him take a whip and beat him ten times himself.

The whip was specially made, with iron spikes on it, and although he wore a sweater, he was torn and bleeding after ten lashes.

After the old man finished beating, he threw the whip and shouted in a deep voice to him, who was still standing proudly even though he was covered in blood: "Say! Why break house rules? The latest chapter of "Top Wedding Favorite: The President is Menacing Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.