[Sky Knife] Peanut Gang

Lu Xiaojia fell asleep, and somehow became much younger.

He was a little puzzled, but not frightened.Nothing in this world could make him panic.

No matter how unbelievable it is, he can accept it.He also had to accept it.

People cannot change the world, they can only be changed by the world.All reluctance and reluctance are meaningless, and numb obedience will make yourself feel better.

Dark clouds covered the top, and the night was dark.

A young man in a purple hat rode a horse, circling back and forth among the valleys.

He was looking for something and couldn't find anything.He wants to go home, but he doesn't know where home is?

There is neither a Taoist temple nor a town at the foot of the mountain.Empty, Liao uninhabited.

The mountains and forests at night are always so cool, so cold that it makes one's body icy cold, so cold that one's hairs stand on end.

He sneered a few times, stopped his stupid behavior, turned around and left.

This is a strange world, with a group of people who are both familiar and strange.

Their emotions have nothing to do with Lu Xiaojia.He's just a total outsider.

Then why is he here?To make yourself more of a joke?

Lu Xiaojia didn't want to talk, and most of the time he didn't want to talk because he didn't know what to say.

Happiness and pain are all your own and cannot be shared with anyone.Loneliness and longing are also my own, and I cannot describe them to others.

He stood on the roof and raised his arms to embrace the sky.He did it for the first time, but someone else does it often.Obviously there is nothing to hug, only the breeze with full sleeves, but that person likes it very much.

Lu Xiaojia can't hold anything, but it doesn't mean that person can't hold anything.Maybe, he can embrace the whole world?The world must be willing to embrace him.

That person likes to laugh, to frown, to sigh, to be nosy, to go through fire and water for other people's business.Like a fool.

That person never admits that he is a good person, but has been doing stupid and hopeless things.That person never admits that he is a gentle person, but he is gentle and considerate to everyone.

Lu Xiaojia remembered that when he was very young, that person gave him a strange medicine, which hurt so badly that he trembled all over.

So Lu Xiaojia stabbed the sword into someone else's body for the first time, into that person's body.

Blood smeared from the man's white clothes.At that time, that person was also smiling, his brows and eyes were curved, with pity and kindness.

Lu Xiaojia wondered if his hands were shaking at that time.But the man said, don't be afraid, you did nothing wrong.It was I who hurt you first.Also, if you keep shaking, my intestines will be crushed.

Then, the master beat him up for that man, and caught three wolves for him to practice sword.He stabbed two of them to death with all his strength, and was bitten to pieces by the remaining one.

Lu Xiaojia never expresses herself well, and Jing Wuming never speaks well.Once people cannot understand each other, it will be like a moat across the sky.

At that time, Lu Xiaojia only felt wronged and unwilling.The master never cared about him, never cared about anyone, but punished him for stabbing that person with a sword.

At that time, he hadn't learned not to cry, and didn't understand that tears were just the sigh of the weak.

He fell to the ground, letting the wolf kiss bite his flesh.Seeing the master's blank and rigid expression, as if intending to see his indifferent expression with his own eyes, she shed tears silently.

Lu Xiaojia hated that person very much, not only because the other person tried to hurt him in various ways, but also because he was the exact opposite of him.

Every time Lu Xiaojia went down the mountain, she would see that person talking to others, whispering and laughing.Everyone likes him, and he seems to like everyone.

Their world is peaceful and warm, but Lu Xiaojia's world is cold and lonely.

There is a kind of hatred called jealousy.He was jealous of that person, jealous beyond measure.

Fortunately, that person doesn't seem to like him very much, and he won't try to please him as hypocritically and flatteringly as he treats others.

This is really great, Lu Xiaojia is very satisfied, because he has the right to hurt that person.

They grew up slowly while hurting each other, and they were separated in the impermanence of the world.

Mountains are high and rivers are long, and there will be a period later.

After growing up, Lu Xiaojia met that person again and again, and got to know that person again and again.

Understand the decay under those glamor and the sadness under those smiles.

There is a kind of person, even if he is covered with bruises, he still has not lost the ability to love others.

He still hated that person, but coveted that person.People always covet what they don't have.

Desperate for survival, the bloody killer covets the white and flawless jade statue on the confession case.

How nice would it be if it was his?If it was his, he would definitely keep it carefully.

He wanted that person, wanted it so badly, but couldn't do anything about it.He has never been good at fighting for anything, and he has no madness to drag someone from the clouds into the mud.

When you love someone, you naturally want to give him the best in the world, so how can you give him the worst?

So, he just looked at him, and kept looking at him.It is also good to look a few more times, as long as you look a few more times, you can be saved.

Until one day, the jade statue came down from the altar and came to his side.

Since then, the prosperity and prosperity have criss-crossed.

Lu Xiaojia lowered her eyes and looked at Ye Kai who was talking to Ding Linglin.He should have an elder brother, the best elder brother, but unfortunately in this world, that person died long ago.

He looked at Fu Hongxue who was fighting with the Ding brothers.He should also have an older brother who could change his miserable life, but unfortunately, that person never existed in this world.

Finally, Lu Xiaojia himself, he should have something.For example, a childhood full of chaos, such as a master who is not good at words but does not care about him, such as a person who belongs to him completely, such as a warm home.

Unfortunately, he has nothing.It was impossible at first, and God had never been merciful to him.

Love can save the world, and love can destroy the world.It takes a long time for some things to accumulate, but it only takes a moment to collapse.

The boy in white jumped off the roof, doing what he should do, to meet his original destiny.The three-foot plain is his mourning clothes and his formal attire.

Lu Xiaojia hasn't talked to anyone for a long time.This time he said a lot, but he didn't say who he was.Until Ding Lingzhong's knife pierced his body, he still didn't say anything, and he didn't need to say anything.

The night is really cold, the world without that person is as cold as an ice hell.

Lu Xiaojia smiled at Ding Lingzhong, at Fu Hongxue, at Ye Kai, and at Ding Linglin.Naturally, it is not a mocking laugh, the object of his ridicule is never others, but himself.

He smiled purely and happily, with a hint of relief, he suddenly looked at Ye Kai, and said with disgust: "Your face is too big, it blocks my light."

"..." Ye Kai was stunned.I don't know whether to get out of the way or not to get out of the way.

"Forget it, I'm tired." Lu Xiaojia said calmly, "Farewell, everyone... idiots." After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

If you once had the whole world, how can you face the loneliness of losing the whole world.

Loneliness kills, he was killed by it.

The author has something to say:

So in Xiaolu's mind, Dabai is the image of a male god.Pfft, why did he talk about Ye Kai before he died? It must be because he was too hateful.