Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

Xia Ge went directly to the clothing store, thinking with his toes that Ye Ze must have disappeared here.

However, people go to the empty building and close the door.

Looking up, the white fangs on the black background on the pillars of the clothing store also disappeared.

"……Alas?"

Xia Ge directly kicked open the door and went in under the gazes of passers-by, but the store was also empty, and there was no one in the former dungeon.

A little beggar knew her, and hurriedly pulled her away, "What kind of door are you kicking, you will be unlucky when someone from the rank comes over..."

[Rank] It is similar to a government agency, but it is composed of immortals to maintain the peace of the town.

Xia Ge asked: "Where are the people in this shop?"

"It was closed a few days ago."

Xia Ge lived in the ruined temple for a few months, and the little beggar and Xia Ge were familiar with each other, so he said with a smile.

closed?

The obvious clues were cut off immediately, Xia Ge asked: "Then do you know where they went?"

The little beggar shook his head: "How do I know that?"

"……Thank you."

Looking at the back of the little beggar leaving, Xia Ge felt a little headache.

Sure enough, Ye Ze was taken away, and his identity should have been discovered by the people from the Evil Ghost Camp.

This is not good.

But the old beggar seems to know a lot about the ghost camp, so if you ask, you should get a lot of clues.

Xia Ge turned around and was about to leave, but hurried towards the outside of the town for a while, and just turned to an official road, she saw several people hurriedly walking in front of her, and then passing by her side.

His expression was unbearable and uneasy, as if he saw something and was hiding something.

Xia Ge frowned and walked forward, passed by them, and passed a narrow dead end within a few steps. A few obscene laughs were heard in the alley.

"It looks really good..."

"Haha, you should be able to get a lot of money if you sell it to Chasing Dream Tower..."

"Let the uncle touch it first..."

"Why are you blindfolded, let the uncle take it off to have a look?"

"..."

Xia Ge's intuition was wrong, so he stopped walking.

Thinking of a few passers-by who looked worried just now.

……I see.

She thought of the missing Ye Ze, and told herself not to meddle in other people's business, just one Ye Ze made her head as big as a bucket, where did she get the energy to meddle in other people's lives——

Never mind, Xia Ge.

==

Gray and gloomy sky.

She can't see it.

In her world, there is only a silent and endless darkness.

The shackles of the eyes are torn off, the eyelids are lifted, but the world will not be bright because of it, and it is shrouded in darkness. In any case, there is no way forward and no light.

The stench of men permeated the air.

"Haha, this kid's skin is really tender..."

"...Let me touch it quickly."

Someone's footsteps, pause, and hurry.

With a nonchalant indifference.

This world is really miserable.

Who can come and save her?

no one.

Closer, closer again.

Subtle footsteps outside the alley.

Two people walked by.

Three people walked by.

……

Nobody stopped.

No one will stop.

Dirty hands stroking her face.

Hot and disgusting.

Strange, it was clear that the cloth had been taken away, but with her eyes open, she couldn't see anything except the darkness.

The beautiful girl raised her head, and the blood-stained white cloth was removed, revealing her light gray almond eyes like frosted glass.

There is no look, as if covered with a layer of dust, no light can penetrate.

"Why is this kid like a log—"

"Hey, wood is also good..."

Chu Yi thought.

It seemed that no one could save her.

... No, it's not whether it can be done, but whether it will be possible.

From start to finish.

From start to finish.

The only one who can save himself is himself.

She raised her head and put her hands behind her back, pretending to be innocent and kind.

Yes... everyone, like this look.

They all like sweet smiling, well-behaved children.

She likes it too.

If only she was like this all the time.

The man was stimulated by her innocent appearance, and felt even more lustful, and became impatient. He said to his companion, "Wait here, I'll come first——"

... She has always been very good.

Why is she so obedient.

How many people would want to hurt her?

The evil hand slowly descended, as if it was about to tear off her clothes. There was only one person in front of her, and another person was watching.

Heavy breathing.

——Why, no one came to rescue her yet?

She really, really wants to be a very good child.

really want to.

==

Say don't care, don't care.

Xia Ge did exactly that, but after walking a few steps, he still didn't hear the victim's cry for help.

——Leave Xia Ge alone!

The man who was talking nonsense at first let out a muffled grunt instead.

A trace of bloody smell quietly diffused instead.

Bloody smell? !

When Xia Ge came to her senses, she had followed her instinct and returned to the alley, thinking to at least lure people from [Rank] over, although they might not be able to take care of it, but...

Why does she want so many things!Who will understand that she is still a child!

asphyxia!

However, Xia Ge hadn't finished cursing, all her thoughts were choked in her throat in an instant, and she couldn't even utter a word——

It was dripping blood.

Two men and a familiar girl.

A sharp, black dagger.

The girl's pink satin was stained with the smell of blood. One of the men lowered his head and turned his back to Xia Ge. The black dagger protruded from his back. In the dark alley, Xia Ge could see The tip of the dagger reflected the red light of blood.

One kill.

The gushing blood stained the girl's clothes red, and the snow-white bandages wrapped around her eyes that she had seen before fell on the ground, and her body was clearly covered with blood, but the light gray glass eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of fog could not penetrate half of the blood.

Her dull eyes seemed to be staring at the entrance of the alley, and also seemed to be staring at the belated Xia Ge.

Godless.

dull.

Like Doudou, who was covered in cuts and bruises and covered in blood back then.

This look is saying.

——What are you doing, you’re only here now.

Xia Ge felt his heart was instantly tightened by that gaze, and then it was broken bit by bit.

The man on one side was sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked, dumbfounded. He never thought that a five-year-old girl would have such lethality. The next moment, he murmured, "Killed...Killed——Killed—"

Fuck off, staggeringly ran past Xia Ge, his face full of panic, hissing and howling-"Killer!!!"

As soon as Xia Ge stretched his legs, the howling man was tripped by Xia Ge and gnawed shit. When he got up again, his front teeth had been knocked out, he covered his mouth, stared at Xia Ge with wide eyes, and said no After speaking, Xia Ge looked up at him, his pupils were icy cold, with a little purple light oozing faintly, "Shut up, get out!"

The purple light was overwhelming, and for an instant, the man's body was shaken by an instinctive sense of obedience from his heart, and then he ran away in a panic, rolling and crawling.

On the other side, the girl pulled out the black dagger from the man's chest.

Blood spurted out.

The girl didn't hide even once, and let the slender face and neck be stained with bright red blood. The man's body slowly slid down, and finally his head rested on the girl's thin shoulder.

The direction of the girl's face was facing her, and those light gray pupils like glass could not see the slightest light.The red lips on the blood-stained snow-white cheeks were like cherries, and for a while, she couldn't tell whether the lips were redder or the blood was more colorful.

A numb, expressionless face.

Blood all over.

In the dark alley, there is not a trace of light.

Xia Ge thought of Doudou.

Different places, different ages.

But it was the same, with blood all over his body, his pupils were lifeless, and his face was numb.

——If she had come earlier just now.

——If she hadn't just been, it's none of your business.

Silent dark alley, no light.

Today, there is no snow.

The girl raised her head slowly, and she didn't care about the man's weight on her body. The black dagger in her hand was dripping with blood. She murmured to herself, "Mother said, the world is full of sufferings; ..."

It was still the same day, with the sweet and shy voice answering her questions, with the confusion and innocence of a child.

Bloody innocence.

Xia Ge suddenly felt a little cold, icy cold spreading from his heart.

Like the cold and pale snow color that fell into her eyes when Doudou knelt in front of her covered in blood.

Such a desperate time.

Xia Ge once thought.

If at that time, whoever can come to save Doudou, who can come to save them, that would be great.

but……

The girl murmured, and lightly licked the blood from her lips. She seemed to be asking Xia Ge, but also asking herself, "So, are you here to save me?"

Xia Ge was speechless.

The girl didn't care when she couldn't hear Xia Ge's answer, "They didn't come to save me, they came to arrest me."

"..."

"Or, is it someone passing by?"

"...It doesn't matter who you are." The girl asked herself, "No matter what you do here, can you tell me why life is so hard?"

Xia Ge was silent.

Can't get an answer.

"But it's okay." The girl licked the blood on her lips, and didn't seem to expect her to answer, but murmured, "...blood is sweet."

She smiled slightly, as if she had figured out something, "It's also very warm."

When the warm blood is sprinkled on the body.

It's not cold anymore.

……so what?

——For a moment.

Xia Ge suddenly began to hate himself just now.

That matter has nothing to do with myself.

Much hate.

You never know how much despair your indifference will make a hopeful person fall into.

It's not the predicament that often chills people's hearts.

But the indifference of others.

Obviously as long as you pull it, it won't be like this.

Obviously...

Xia Ge walked over, moved the girl's body away, and kicked it aside. The heavy body fell to the ground with a muffled plop, as if hitting someone's heart.

Heartbreaking.

She stretched out her hand, wiped off the blood on her face little by little, and said softly.

"you are wrong."

"Blood is not sweet."

The girl did not avoid her touch as before.

It was just the black dagger drawn from the man's chest, and the sharp point of the dagger pressed against her chest.

Sharp and dangerous.

It seemed that at any time, she would end up like that man just now.

Xia Ge didn't feel scared.

She just feels bad.

Very distressed.

Just like three years ago, Doudou gave her a steamed stuffed bun regardless of the blood all over her body.

"Blood is bitter." Xia Ge heard himself say, "Not only bitter, but also dirty."

The black dagger in the girl's hand was still pressed against her chest, and she did not let go. Her voice was very calm, and she lost the tenderness and shyness she had when painting her eyes a few days ago, as if the nature of a wild beast was exposed, and she let herself show the fangs of the little beast , "It's sweet."

You are lying.

Regardless of the dagger on his chest, Xia Ge stretched out his hand to brush away the girl's blood-stained hair. The hair was brushed away, but her forehead was still stained with blood from the hair. The tip licked her chest, she lowered her head, kissed her forehead lightly, and kissed the blood on the girl's forehead little by little.

Then said softly.

"I tasted it."

"This blood is very bitter."

The temperature of the lips, warm and soft.

The girl's hand was a little unsteady.

……very gentle.

No one has ever been so gentle with her.

The mother would only call her a slut, and the maid would only obey her orders tremblingly.

No one has ever been so gentle with her.

Dare to be so gentle to her.

……a bit sweet.

It seems that this is sweeter than blood.

——But she didn't come to save herself, so why is she so gentle?

"You lied to me." She said, flustered in her heart, but her voice remained calm, and the tip of the dagger even leaned in a little bit, "Blood is not bitter, it is sweet."

The soldiers outside the alleys are in chaos.

The man who ran out seemed to be calling for someone to come. If someone from Rank came, the child would be punished.

To kill is against the law of rank.

Because of her indifference at that moment.

She picked up the butcher knife.

"That's because you are too bitter, so you find it sweet." Xia Ge held her wrist holding the dagger, trying to make her voice soft and gentle, but couldn't hide the trembling of her voice, she said to her: "...I've tasted a lot of very, very sweet things."

"So, for me, the blood is really too bitter."

The child looks up at her.

Just like Doudou back then.

Just as dazed.

Shocking.

Is this what people who can't see look like?

They would stubbornly stare in one direction, as if she could see it. Although their bodies were trembling because of cruel things, their eyes always looked so firm and gentle.

Chu Yi's hand holding the dagger trembled a little, and she heard this man say something unbelievable——

"Life is not bitter." Xia Ge answered her previous question, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, love and parting are the normal state of life."

... very sweet.

Listen to this person's trembling voice.

I think it's a little sweet.

Hands are also warm.

——But she didn't come to save herself.

She is the same as those passers-by.

Meeting strangers has nothing to do with her.

"...I don't believe it." The girl's voice was childish.

The pink silk clothes had been stained crimson by the man's hot and humid blood. As time passed, the warmth of the blood gradually dissipated. The breeze blew through the alley, and the lurking cold came to my heart.

The hot blood will only give her a few moments of scorching warmth forever.

What was given to her then was a biting coldness.

The dagger in his hand couldn't be held steady.

Trembling, about to fall.

It's cold.

Why is it suffering again?

The alleys are getting more and more chaotic.

Xia Ge's eyes deepened slightly. The child is covered in blood, so he can't stay here any longer. If Chi finds out...

She took off her coat and wrapped it around the girl.

"Let's avoid these people, shall we?" Xia Ge softened her voice, she stabilized the girl's dagger on her chest and the girl's trembling hands, and repeated, "Shut up, let's avoid these people, shall we? "

Unlike the man just now, who was tall and full of bitterness, this man was thin and small, but he was a bit sweet.

It's soft, hands-on, and warm too.

Even if he didn't come to save himself.

She didn't want the man to die either.

...It would be great if he came to rescue her.

"...Are you here to save me?" She asked again in a low voice, softly, with hope.

The hustle and bustle outside the alley overwhelmed Xia Ge's low reply.

"Ah."

The girl didn't speak, but the dagger in her hand hung down slightly, letting Xia Ge hug her meekly.

Like a little beast with half its claws.

Cautiously testing.

Xia Ge hugged her in her arms, activated the ghostly shadow, and carried the girl over the low wall of the alley. The moment she landed on the ground, she heard the man's panicked and confident voice from across the wall, "This is it, It's that little bitch..."

"...What about people?"

Xia Ge wanted to cover the girl's ears, but he had no hands left.

The kid still heard it.

The girl's eyes were covered with a blood-stained white cloth, and at some point, the dagger in her hand had been completely put down.

This person is very sweet.

Sweet enough to ignore those, negligible bitterness.

So want more.

more and more.

It's okay to lie.

Just get more and more.

She tugged on Xia Ge's sleeve.

The voice was small and soft, "It's so bitter." No, it's actually very sweet.

This embrace is so gentle.

It doesn't matter to strangers.

Might kill her, and that's okay.

It doesn't matter what.

Just to keep her warm.

She is a little cold now.

"It won't be bitter soon." Xia Ge coaxed her.

The child's body was cold. Although Xia Ge was also very cold, he wrapped it tightly, like two people who were only left with each other, clinging to each other, and lowered their heads by the way. Be careful.

After leaving the alley, Xia Ge touched the pitifully few copper coins in his pocket, and then looked at the sky.

The sun was hidden in the clouds and the sky was a little gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

So here comes the question, should I take care of this poor little girl first, or go back to the ruined temple to ask the old beggar about the whereabouts of the evil ghost camp and save Ye Ze?

It was because she was afraid of this dilemma that she was so proud of nothing to do with herself before—to be honest, she wanted to quickly find Ye Ze, who had no whereabouts and no life or death.

That person's situation is obviously more dangerous than this child's.

The girl was sensitively aware of Xia Ge's dilemma, she held Xia Ge's sleeve tightly with one hand, and pointed the tip of the dagger at Xia Ge's chest with one hand, her voice was soft and sweet, "You said you have tasted very sweet things , so the blood is bitter."

"Are you lying to me?"

——If you grab it, you can't let it go.

This sweet person, now, belongs to her alone.

Xia Ge: "..."

3 minute later.

Xia Ge touched the empty purse with one hand, and held the little girl in new clothes with candied haws with the other, silently thinking about the meaning of life.

Well, the savings she had accumulated in the past few months was squandered.

Really poor.

Life is so hard.

"Sweet." The little girl bit the hawthorn, her voice was soft, "very sweet."

Don't lie, little liar, she doesn't believe that the little girl who used to be a noble girl has never eaten candied haws.

You are sweet, she is bitter.

Xia Ge looked at her new clothes sadly, "Really, why do I feel a little bitter."

system:"……"

Xia Ge led her to a sparsely populated place outside the town, and patted her head.

The little girl obediently let me touch her.

"Okay, now I'm going back."

Xia Ge said seriously, "Don't kill any more people, that's a crime."

This should be called a crime, right?Hey no matter, hurry back.

Hearing this, the girl suddenly squeezed the candied haws with only one hawthorn left, "...Are you leaving?"

--Can't!

"Are you leaving me?"

--no!

Xia Ge is very realistic: "I can't afford you."

system:"……"

The girl hugged Xia Ge's calf very seriously, "I give you my life, don't leave me behind."

cannot be separated.

will be bitter.

This person is very sweet.

This is hers.

cannot be separated.

Not even death.

The little girl still had a crushed hawthorn in her mouth, so she whimpered and sounded insincere at all.

Xia Ge: "..." Why do I want your life, and I can't sell it for money, this is logical.

...a child.

Xia Ge sighed, squatted down, "I'm going to find someone, it will be very tiring to follow me."

The girl shook her head, let go of her legs and pulled her sleeves: "I don't want you to raise me, and I won't be tired."

Xia Ge: "..." But I will be very tired.

System: "Host, that, this is a member of Ye Ze's harem, key plot mission, ahem..."

Xia Ge: "Oh." None of my business.

System: "..." You don't want to be soft and hard.

despair.

Xia Ge touched the girl's head, "I'm sorry."

She wants to break into the evil ghost camp alone and save the Son of Destiny, so it's better not to get the others involved.

Xia Ge got up to leave, but the girl's hand on her sleeve slowly let go.

Xia Ge took a few steps.

"...Killing people is wrong, isn't it?" The girl opened her dull eyes, and suddenly said.

Xia Ge was slightly taken aback, then nodded, but realized that the other party couldn't see, so he said "um", "That's not right."

The sound is a little far away.

Chu Yi thought.

Three steps.

—to keep this person.

"Then did I kill wrong just now?" She tilted her head, as if innocent of a child, "Am I guilty?"

Xia Ge thought of everything just now.

A child covered in blood, with a numb face.

The more innocent and innocent.

What she experienced just now seemed more cruel.

Xia Ge: "..."

I don't even know how to say it.

This child is very similar to Doudou at that time.

Just as desperate, just as helpless.

It's just that when Doudou faced bullying, he had no choice but to bear it passively.And this child chose to pick up the butcher knife.

Defensively.

In one thought, the roles will be reversed.

It is easy for people to see the excessive harm suffered by the perpetrator, but it also ignores the despair and panic suffered by the victim.

——Although he wanted to hurt you, you already killed him, didn't you?

People will say so.

You killed him, for whatever reason.

You are guilty.

The girl took a step towards her, her cherry lips parted slightly, and asked again, "Am I wrong?"

Every word and sentence, like rain hitting the body, very cold.

To the heart, it is even colder.

It was like a thorn, whipping her momentary indifference bit by bit.

After a while, Xia Ge heard himself say: "You are right."

She took another step toward her and asked, "Am I guilty?"

One step, two steps, the distance between two people, and one more step.

It's like a world away.

Xia Ge finally sighed, turned around and knelt down to hug the child who was one step away, breaking the seemingly insurmountable step away, with a slightly immature voice coaxing gently, "You are not guilty."

The one who is guilty is not the child who chose to pick up the knife, but himself who chooses to be indifferent between those thoughts.

"But if you leave." The girl's voice was childish, "I will kill more and more people."

"I will not obey, I will commit many, many crimes."

"I'll always be a bad boy."

—Because that's the only way she can live.

Otherwise, they would have their eyes gouged out, sold, bullied, humiliated, and finally died silently in a dark corner.

No one cares about death.

Xia Ge stood where he was, without moving.

"If I killed a lot of people like I just did."

"At that time, would it be wrong for me to live?"

She asked.

With a child's ignorance.

After a long time, Xia Ge heard his own difficult voice.

"It's not wrong for anyone to live."

Even the most vicious thugs.

He also has the right to live.

"You are not wrong."

When there is no one to help and hopeless people, they will choose to pick up the butcher knife.

Xia Ge suddenly thought of a sentence that the world saw before.

——It’s not me who’s wrong, it’s the world.

Naked portrayal.

"But, I want to be a good boy."—if good boys don't die.

She raised her head, as if she was asking her, or talking to herself, "How can I be a good child?"

"Can you tell me?"

How can she be a good child who can live?

The girl is holding a candied hawthorn with a hawthorn in her right hand, her left hand is behind her back, she is looking up at her white and tender face stained red with blood, her voice is sweet and ignorant, her almond eyes seem to be covered with a layer of light gray glass, hazy and condensed with mist , then drenched by the shattering rain.

A pale thunderbolt penetrated the dark sky, followed by the rumbling sound of thunder, and the patter of rain slowly drifting down.

The sound of rain confused the girl's perception, and she didn't know what that person was doing.

The man did not answer her.

In the darkness, even hearing was blurred by the sound of rain.

——Will you go?

Panic, anxiety, but believe.

— will not go.

This person will definitely not leave.

She was thinking, but slowly squeezed the handle of the meteor dagger in her left hand.

If the person disagrees.

Then...

——Buddha said that people have eight sufferings.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred meeting, love parting, nothing to ask for.

Xia Ge thought.

Maybe she is about to experience the inhuman pain of raising a child.

Xia Ge turned around and took the child's hand holding the candied haws, sighed, "Before I tell you..."

"... Put down the knife in your left hand first."

The girl laughed the moment she held her hand, and then obediently put the meteor dagger hidden behind her left hand into the sheath.

Xia Ge thought, well worth it.

If she left this child now.

Then it is different from what I hate, who chose to be indifferent at that moment.

May be powerless.

But she will do her best.