Putting down the school bag, the young child happily ran to the sofa, couldn't wait to grab the remote control, and pressed the power button.

"Maybe we should think about solving your homework problems first. ”

"Oh, Mom, it's my birthday. The boy cried with a sad face: "Can't you just look at it for a while before you go to do your homework?" ”

"It's not negotiable. The woman decisively pulled the electric switch: "If you don't finish your homework, don't think about watching TV, this is our agreement." ”

"Hey, wife. It's still stewed, why did you pull the electric switch?" A male voice came from the kitchen: "Baby, don't make a fuss!"

The woman's face turned red instantly, she crossed her waist and entered the kitchen menacingly, and after a while, the woman's scolding and the man's voice begging for mercy were faintly heard.

"Come, son, Daddy wishes you a happy birthday. The man grinned with his wine glass: "Daddy is here to pay respect." ”

"Don't drink in front of your children. The woman twisted the man's leg.

"Hahaha, isn't that happy. Son, would you like to come some?"

"Dad, why isn't there a cake?"

"What are you doing with that, isn't Daddy's food much better than that cake?"

"But this plate is not cooked. ”

"Ah, that's what your mother did, she's so clumsy, oops, don't pull my ears. ”

"What, I dislike the old lady? You must know that the old lady was also a daughter back then, who knows why she was dizzy and followed such a thing as you. ”

"Why do you say that? Oh, I'm so sad, so sad, so sad, so sad. ”

The family was always very happy at the dinner table, and although the woman mentioned it many times that it was very unorthodox, she knew that it was wrong to say it when she looked at the smile on her lips.

At this time, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the boy thought that it was some kind of show made for the unexpected, and his eyes widened with anticipation.

But since then, the picture has become black and white, and it has never been restored.

There was the sound of glass breaking by the window, and the men's roars and women's scolding rang out at the same time.

"Son, find a place to hide. A man's voice came out of nowhere in the night, and there was no such thing as the mildness and comical of his usual days.

The sound of ping-pong fights could be heard from time to time, but listening to the men's excited yelling and the women's slightly obscenity curses, I could feel that it seemed that my side was still favorable. Until......

A white shadow pierced the dark night like lightning, and the cold light reflected from the sword seemed to pierce people's hearts.

The world fell silent, and in the eerie silence, Mei Youren could only hear his own heartbeat and ticking sound echoing at the same time at an eerie amplitude.

Suddenly, the world lit up, and the blinding light made the boy unable to adapt for a while. In the blur, a white shadow seemed to stand in front of him.

The boy thought of the white figure and the terrifying sword light just now, and involuntarily shrank into the corner. He rubbed his eyes, and not far away, his parents were lying in a pool of blood, and several people were still stabbing their corpses with spears.

"You, you, you killed them?" the boy's voice trembled, and he tried to calm himself down. But the clenched fists revealed his true thoughts.

"Why? Why did you kill them?"

The man in white looked at the calm and excessive child in front of him with a slight difference. "Because they deserve to die. ”

"Why, do they have a grudge against you, or have they ever done something unreasonable?"

"I don't know. ”

"Don't know?" the boy's voice was slightly shrill with excitement. "So why are you?"

"Because they deserve to die. They are demons, the dirtiest, meanest, least sympathetic bunch in the world. Death, for them, is purification, salvation. There was a hint of undisguised fanaticism in the eyes of the man in white. "Demons, those filthy dross, purified by my holy light, is also their luck. ”

"Just because of this, just because of this" The boy had a look of incredulity in his eyes. "Just because of this, you killed them, killed my parents, killed two people who had never done anything evil?"

"No, they're demons. ”

The boy stood up tremblingly, even though his heart was strong, he couldn't help but silently remember to calm down, but after all, he was just a child who had just celebrated his tenth birthday. His eyes lit up with rage, and he rushed at random and desperately waving the short knife that had been hidden in his sleeve, and then the short knife was picked up into the sky, shattering the fluorescent lamp, and the world instantly darkened again. The boy fell helplessly to the ground, a huge wound running through his body, and his pale pink internal organs were directly exposed to the air. The little heart beats weakly, as if fighting against the helplessness and injustice of life.

"I'm not reconciled," the boy's heart roared, "Why, I'm not reconciled." ”

As if sensing the boy's serious anger, the man in white stopped the tip of his sword. "Do you know why?"

The boy shook his head laboriously, feeling more and more powerless as a large amount of blood was lost, and even a simple shake of the head had to use all his strength.

"Remember, in this world, the strong have everything, and the weak have nothing. Fairness is not given by others, but earned by oneself. ”

The tip of the sword lightly pierced the boy's heart. The man in white sighed, although he had always behaved lightly, but slaughtering women and children was a very uncomfortable thing after all. A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the entire room like an asura field.

"It's raining, so it's time for it to be over. ”

The boy's eyes were hollow, without a glimmer of brilliance. His heart was punctured, and he was almost bleeding out. His body grew colder, and consciousness almost left his body.

"Unwilling!"

The boy struggled to let out a final roar in his mind, fear, unwillingness, loss, countless emotions converged into a lament. Then, as if echoing, a hoarse roar came.

One, two, countless unfamiliar voices began to echo in the boy's mind, and a trace of aura darker than the night attached to the boy's broken heart, and then, countless blacks poured in from all directions, repairing the boy's damaged body.

"Gone. The man in white seemed to notice something unusual, but he didn't care. He came to the window, jumped forward, his body slid rapidly against the building, and at the moment when he was about to touch the ground, a pair of white wings sprouted behind him, and suddenly rose in a graceful arc against the ground with speed.

Flapping his wings, the man ascended to the ledge of the window where he had just left, only to find that the few Protoss soldiers who had been guarding here had disappeared. In the darkness of the night, the black room was pitch black and palpitating, as if a bloodthirsty beast with a bloody mouth was waiting for its prey to throw itself into a net.

The man felt a great threat, an indescribable feeling, unfamiliar but terrifying. He stepped back a little against the window, but within a few steps he bumped into something and had to stop. Turning around, he saw that it was a blood-colored claw that was closing.

The man in white who was caught couldn't break free from the giant claws despite all his might. From the darkness, a small figure slowly walked out. He bent his waist, his hands lowered, and his staggering steps seemed as if he would fall in the next second. The moonlight hit his bloodless pale cheeks, and the boy looked as terrible as a ghost crawling out of hell.

"I think you're right. The boy's voice was hoarse, mixed with discordant falsetto as if it had been synthesized by crude electronic means. "Since no one can give me justice, then I can only use my own strength to judge for my own justice. ”

The astonishment on his face froze forever. The boy carried the human head and wiped the blood from his forehead, but the more he wiped the blood, the more obvious it became, and finally he had to smile and shake his head. He smiled as if talking to himself, "I can hear you, and I know your pain. From today on, there is no longer the same person in this world. Looks like it's time to change the name, well, let's call it Mei Youren. No one is me, including myself, then, I am Mei Youren. ”

Dealing with the scene, placing the corpse, everything seems to have been experienced countless times in Mei Youren's mind. He barely had to think about it, everything just popped out of his mind.

The gas was lit, and with a loud bang, all the past and his beautiful fantasies were wiped out. Mei Youren bowed deeply to the fire.

"I will pay tribute to you, my father, my mother, and my bright future from which I will never return. ”

One last glance at the fire, Mei Youren drowned in the dark and rainy night without looking back.

That year, Mei Youren was ten years old.

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