moon moon white fish

Lele wakes up in the morning as usual, but after my mother sends us out, he will look at me coldly.

My brother took my hand and stared back at Lele, and then Lele would smile, the smile was cold, and my brother had never fought with Lele because my mother said it, but he always scolded Lele behind his back It's a wild child.

He took me to school, and Lele followed behind us without making a sound.

It would be scary if Lele became quiet, and I can feel his dislike for me and our family, but I can't find the source.

When it was time for lunch, Lele didn't go to the cafeteria, and I didn't go to eat in order to accompany him.

He read the book, I looked at him, and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dimness, I saw Lele staring at me, holding something cold and gesturing on my neck. When I woke up, I saw a small knife.

I was terrified. I remembered my mother said that knives were dangerous. I said to Lele, put it down!

He didn't speak, just looked at me, and handed the knife to me.

I didn't understand what he meant and asked, do you want me to hold it?

He didn't nod, didn't shake his head, and put his hands up, waiting for me to make the next move.

I was puzzled, but I still held the blade, and then he didn't let go, and quickly pulled the knife back.

The blade cut my finger, and the blood dripped down, staining the book Lele was reading red.

I was stunned at first, and then I felt the pain, but I didn't cry out, I gritted my teeth, and looked at Lele in confusion.

He dropped the knife and looked innocent, as if the person in front of him was not him.

I wept in pain, Lele grabbed my hand, but pressed it hard.

I broke out in a cold sweat and shouted, let go.

He glanced at me, smiled and said, no, I have to stop the bleeding for you.

I was slightly taken aback, only to see that he put my bleeding finger into his mouth and sucked it. He seemed kind, but he bit my wound fiercely, and the pain worsened.

I didn't dare to yell out. There are some students who are leaving get out of class outside the corridor, so I'm afraid it will attract their attention.

While enduring the pain, I made excuses for Lele's behavior, but what excuses can I find for him?

He didn't let go until he saw that my face was pale, and said, look, there is no bleeding.

There was blood remaining at the corner of his mouth, revealing white teeth, similar to the demon in the story.

I covered my fingers, shrank back in fear, and asked in tears, why did you do this to me?

He blinked and said, I was kind enough to help you stop the bleeding, how could you say that about me?

I shook my head, got up in a hurry, and was pushed back to my seat by him.

He smiled, with a penetrating smile, and said, Yuan Yi, you don't want me to hate you.

I froze and nodded, but I didn't know the twist in his heart.

He said, then don't do the things I hate, and accept my harm to you obediently.

I was startled, and felt that the Lele in front of me was very strange and scary, but if I was like what he said, would he not hate me?

When I was young, I was so innocent, thinking that what Lele said was true, but I didn't understand how vicious he had towards me.

I bowed my head and asked, really?Do you hate me?

He nodded with a smile and said, yeah, as long as you can accept all the things I do to you.

I want to make Lele not hate me, so I can do anything.

I smiled and said in response, okay, as long as you don't hate me, I can let you hurt me.

At that time, how could I know what the harm he said was, but I think Lele is not a bad boy, he will not really hurt me.

After hearing this, Lele was stunned for a moment, looked at me coldly, and went back to her seat to sit down.

I felt strange, but Lele ignored me first, put the knife into the table, and tore off the bloody page of the book.

He looked out the window, looked at me again, and said, let's go, I'm hungry.

I got up, happy, and finally willing to eat lunch, does this mean that he doesn't hate me anymore?

I asked cautiously, Lele, you, what are you going to eat?

He didn't answer, he pulled me, walked a few steps, and said, don't let your brother hold your hand next time.

I asked, why?

No reason, he said, and what I say, you must do.

I looked at Lele who was the same height as me, but I felt like a small adult, but I didn't hate him, not at all.

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