My nemesis clings to me every day

Ji Li hated his tentacles.

Among all the children in Ji's family, his mental body is the strangest.

Among the various spirit bodies, furry animals are the most common, followed by birds, and occasionally aquatic animals.

But no one has ever had a spirit like his, not even a whole animal but a multitude of tentacles lurking in his shadow.They are like severed limbs of deep-sea monsters. When they emerge from the dark shadows, they always give people a dark and strange feeling.

And at that time, he couldn't fully control his tentacles. These little guys always showed his thoughts, swaying behind him when he was happy, slapping behind him when he was irritable, and eagerly went to the tentacles when he met someone close to him. Pat each other on the shoulder.

But when the mother was still there, no one would think there was anything wrong with such a mental body.

They praised his appearance, marveled at his tentacles, boasted about his talent, and praised him like a round balloon that doesn't know what to say.

When Ji Li said this, Rong Yu put his arms around his neck and smiled lazily: "How old were you then?"

Ji Li was silent for a while: "Six or seven years old."

Rong Yu asked in a low voice: "Then your tentacle is also very small?"

"Did Xiaoguai be like Xiaojiu back then?"

When he thought of a miniature Ji Li with three or five even smaller tentacles, he couldn't help but want to hug Ji Li and roll around.

Ji Li asked coldly, "Do you want to listen?"

Obviously he begged him to speak, but after listening to it, he only cared about the tentacles.

Who is his boyfriend?

Rong Yu immediately pinched his shoulders and hammered his legs like a dog: "Listen, listen, you continue to talk about tentacles... No, talk about you."

Ji Li pretended to give him a fierce look.

He knew that his boyfriend was a walking atmosphere destroyer.

But he was indeed not so depressed. He hugged Rong Yu tightly, organized his words and said briefly: "Afterwards... something happened, and I heard the truth behind them."

"At that time, I did it."

His father was absent all the year round, but his mother was cold and powerful and protected him very well.

Naturally, when his mother was not with him, he heard other voices.

Voices from other members of Ji's family.

"His mental body is obviously incomplete, and he is ugly to death. When I saw it, my scalp went numb."

"Look at his smug look, he's so stupid."

"He couldn't even control his mental body. Last time he suddenly came to rub against me, and I almost vomited."

Such a gap made him more and more depressed day by day, the blood of the royal family allowed him to still put on an empty air of arrogance, but he wondered whether other people had different faces behind them.

People are so strange, once they are low, a thousand words of good words are no match for the ugly and stupid one. He often secretly looks at his little tentacles in front of the mirror, trying to change their color to make them look better.

Even his kindness became weird and distorted. Whenever he wanted to reach out to someone, he would subconsciously think about whether he looked more like a fool, and whether he made someone feel uncomfortable.

Sometimes he would think that if his mother came back sooner, he might ask if he was really that ugly and stupid--my mother would definitely say no.

Until he hears a harsher truth.

The child of Ji's family sneered triumphantly at him: "The eldest princess will not come back."

The eldest princess was originally a lunatic whose innate mental power was out of control, leading to infinite expansion in the end.

Her mental strength is unparalleled, but the human body has limits, and if she cannot continue to hold the mental strength, she will continue to run wild and even backfire.

Marrying with Ji's family is her last resort, the purpose is to blend her spiritual power, split her mental body and transfer her spiritual power, so as to save her own life.

For this plan, the Ji family donated a young master with only a skin, in exchange for the help of the eldest princess. Who knew that the eldest princess's mental power expanded too fast, and she lost control of her mental power during the mission, and died in the machine due to an accident. Jiali.

And Ji Li was just an accident when the eldest princess lost control.

He inherited his father's perfect face.

Inherited the crazy spiritual power of the princess.

Such a crippled spiritual body has grown again.

In the end, it will only become a beautiful lunatic.

The children heard the adult's conversation from nowhere, and told him one sentence at a time, with ridicule written all over their faces.

When he heard this, he lost his mind.

When he woke up, he and the children who laughed at him were lying in the treatment cabin, and his tentacles were stained with blood.

He knew then that what they said was true.

His loss of mental power is different from Rong Yu's madness.

When Rong Yu turned mad, it was more like a pool of boiling water, releasing extraordinary heat.But his loss of control is using a small pond to try to hold an ocean.

When he loses his mind, the ocean churns, his tentacles obey his instincts, and he's a total monster.

"After that, I've been here all the time." Ji Li said lightly.

He was imprisoned here by his biological father.

There are more reasons for this, for example, he wants to control the independent investigation department left by the princess, and wants to regain the power of the princess, so his own son is the biggest obstacle, unrealistic ambition, mixed with considerations of more power , and finally made him a prisoner in the deep sea.

But Ji Li at that time didn't understand this.

Mother didn't have more time for him, he was too ignorant and at a loss.

He would only use three days to pull his tentacles out of the shadow and cut them off one by one.

The knife was very sharp, but he still did it very hard. It hurt so much that his lips were bitten by himself, and his mouth was full of salty blood.

The severed tentacles lay limp and lifeless on the ground, gradually turning into puddles of ordinary liquid.

But the ugly tentacles have finally left him, and he will not hurt others because of losing control.

He hastily wrote messages to his father and elders.

I hope they can know that they are harmless and ordinary, and I hope they can let themselves out.

He writes, he hates it here.

The bottom is cold, it's just him and the robot.

He seemed to be dead.

But no one replied to him.

But a week.

He saw the ostentatious, sharp tentacles in his own shadow again.

The tentacles shivered in the shadows, and their sense of self-protection made them want to hide deeper.

Ji Li picked up the knife again: "Come out."

The little tentacles don't move.

"Come out!" Ji Li yelled coldly at his tentacles.

The tentacles couldn't defy the body, and came out of the shadow aggrieved.

They become small and timid.

Just like him.

Ji Li raised his knife.

Trembling for a long time.

In the end, the circles of his eyes were red, and he threw the knife aside dejectedly.

a week has passed.

No one responded to his messages.

Ji Li closed his eyes.

He buried his face in Rong Yu's neck, pretending to have forgotten about it, and said perfunctorily, "Then he was locked up here until he was 14 years old."

Rong Yu asked in a low voice: "Then the tentacle you mentioned in your diary..."

"Scribbled." Ji Li muttered, "Maybe he was rebellious in adolescence, and he has forgotten it."

He's talked enough for today.

He hates to talk, he is now able to distinguish the meaning behind other people's eyes, and he is no longer so stupid as to cut off his own tentacles because of someone's one or two words.

Those who made him sad have long since dared not say anything more, they would smile and salute him respectfully.

He has long become a tree with roots, and will no longer be swayed by anyone's evaluation, and he will gladly accept being called arrogant.

Therefore, he can treat everything as non-existent.

He is not a weak man.

Especially in front of Rong Yu, she should not be a weak lover.

Rong Yu has experienced many more scars than him.

Ji Li hugged Rong Yu even tighter: "It happened a long time ago, and there was nothing in the first place, you insisted on asking."

"No one dares to insult me, no one can order me, no matter how much they don't like me, they dare not hurt me..." He said flatly, "Compared to the arena, it's probably not worth mentioning."

He said this in a low voice, but suddenly his eyes widened.

Rong Yu seemed to be gently kissing the ends of his hair and then his eyelashes.

Brown eyes stared at him intently.

"Sadness cannot be used for comparison." Rong Yu said softly.

"I'm not sad." Ji Li's voice was cold.

Rong Yu felt the warmth on his neck.

The young master must not want him to see him cry at this moment.

He smiled vaguely and said, "Ji Li, I love your tentacles so much...you can give them to me if you don't want them."

Thinking about these cuties wrapped around her body, they were actually cut off by Ji Li himself.

Rong Yu's heart ached like a knife.

Immediately afterwards, he was bitten fiercely by the young master.

"You feel sorry for the wrong person."

Ji Li said coldly.