C54 (1/2)
If it was an island, there would be sunlight, sand, the sound of waves, fish, birds …
But when he was young, his world was silent except for the darkness.
When she was seven years old, she started to be surrounded by people she didn't want to be involved with. Mom was always separated.
The Liuchuan family had many relatives and relatives. They were all tied up and connected to each other.
Amongst the relatives, it was also a game of 'big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp'.
Even though he was the son of an orthodox heir, half of him was of a foreign bloodline.
Thus, he was still someone who was unconventional, even if he was only a seven year old child.
The ancestors always sent some people to fakely search for her. There was only one deaf and dumb wet nurse by his side.” She would always wear a snow-white kimono with a clan emblem embroidered on the front and an ink painting of a red plum on the bottom. Every day, she would punctually pick up a snow-white Eight Layered Cherry with heavy petals and give it to him. A sound. Although it was empty and monotonous, it was extremely rich at that time. The moment it rang out, he would know that it was a wet nurse coming.
But on a cold winter's dawn, he finally lost the monotonous and wonderful creak of wood.
On the broken paper gate, he caught sight of a dagger that was filled with cold light. It pierced through her chest, and in the blink of an eye, a black demon bloomed in front of her. The bright and vigorous red flower was like a raging fire … Her pale hands were covered in a bright red liquid … Crippled flowers, blood-red, flying …
His mother was taken away by some people. They were his people, his laughable people …
Since reality could not be changed, becoming strong was the only way to save himself.
A seven year old child. In his pure black glazed eyes, there was a cold aura that surpassed his age. From that moment on, he secretly swore to protect his mother at all costs, forever protecting her!
It was a cruel form of growth!
However, it was so warm now. This hug made him feel alive and sunny, so he slept very well, very comfortably, very happily …
He suddenly felt that he was no longer alone. He was walking aimlessly, and having someone to rely on, he had motivation. The happiness of having that kind of sunshine was such a warm feeling. Ying.
After an unknown period of time, he slowly opened his eyes. He saw a face of exhaustion, muddy and tear-stained, and a few strands of withered grass in her hair. A few black caterpillars were still visible on her white face. She climbed up her tender arms, leaving a few red streaks wherever she went, but she still ignored him and tightly hugged him. From the view of her purple hands, she had been maintaining this posture the entire time, and never gave up as she tightly hugged him …
Sparkling mist rose up from within his eyes as it curled and flowed. He extended his hand to chase away the few caterpillars, and lightly touched the red bloodshot strands …
At this moment, Mu Mu started to feel pain. He woke up with a tear-stained face.
”Xuan, are you alright? Are you awake?” Happy... ”Xuan, I thought …”
”Do you think that I won't wake up from my fall? ”Haha …”
Xuan Xiaochao chuckled. He removed the dried grass from his hair and said, ”You've been maintaining this strange posture the entire time. Don't you feel sore in your arms?”
Mu realized that both of them were still warm. Concealed Light immediately became embarrassed: ”Xuan is an angel. Everyone has a duty to protect the angel. What's more, the angel is injured … …”
”Wood …”
”Moreover, it's all my fault. I hurt you... ”Let Xuan be my backing...”
55555555555... ”The one who hurt so much was me …”