Butterfly Wishes Series

Shi Jiu walked on the road alone.The wind was still the same as before, and the summer night air was permeating everywhere, mixed with a delicate fragrance, but he was not in the mood to savor it carefully.

Aunt Li's words suddenly touched the doubt that was lurking in his heart.Li Qiang died peacefully, his face was pale, like anemia, these characteristics may not be worth noting to others, but to Shi Jiu, it is easy for him to think of a "person" - Ma Wencai!

Shi Jiu tugged at the neckline of his T-shirt a little irritably, as if the originally loose round mouth was now tightly pinching his neck, he felt very suffocated and felt like he couldn't breathe.

Ma Wencai is the kid that Zhu Yingtai gave him to raise. He must rely on human blood to maintain a normal life. Zheng Mei's actions yesterday accidentally injured Ma Wencai, forcing him to suck his own blood Lots of blood.There is no doubt about the memory, but what happened after that, Shi Jiu can’t remember very well, he seems to have lost consciousness, and he seems to have been ups and downs in the dark. During that time, someone talked to him, but the content he wanted not out.

Shi Jiu reached out to touch his neck, and there was a small wound he was familiar with on the right carotid artery.Every day, when the skin was pierced from there, he would feel a little pain and a little itching, but when Marvin finished "eating", the two small wounds would quickly scab and fall off, In the end, only two red spots or a bruise remain.However, yesterday evening, Ma Wencai used an attitude dozens of times more violent than before, tearing his skin, biting into a blood vessel, and quickly sucking a large amount of blood from those two wounds.

Shi Jiu suddenly felt a little scary, that he, who lost blood like that, was alive today, not only alive, but even alive and well.Ma Wencai didn't "die", and Shi Jiu didn't "die", but Li Qiang, who had always been in good health from Aunt Li's family, died. What does this mean?

Shi Jiu couldn't help staring at his palm in a daze.Under the street lamp, the broad palm was shrouded in light yellow light, and the normal color of blood could not be seen. However, under the yellow skin, what was rushing in his own blue and red blood vessels, could it not be the deceased Li Qiang? blood?

Thinking of this, Shi Jiu couldn't help shivering.Zhu Yingtai said that Ma Wencai had cultivated the ability to be close to ghosts and immortals, and now he can live with a little blood, absolutely harmless to others, but Zhu Yingtai never said that when Ma Wencai's own "life "What will he do when threatened!

Shi Jiu believed that the cute and sweet-looking Ma Wen would not harm him, but Shi Jiu didn't know if Ma Wen would hurt another life without hesitation in order to save him and himself.As for why he instinctively thought that Ma Wen would not harm him, Shi Jiu didn't realize it himself, and he didn't dwell on this issue at all.

"It has come!"

Shi Jiu raised his head, and at some point behind the lamppost shrouded in dim light, a figure appeared.The figure was wrapped in a large, worn-out cloth, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't recognize it as a skirt.Shi Jiu took a closer look and recognized that face. It was the young woman who had met him once, and also the child kidnapper that Zheng Mei was looking for everywhere.

"It's already here!" she said, half of her face was hidden in the darkness and she couldn't see clearly, but the obvious anxiety could be heard from her tone.Shi Jiu stared at him intently, not knowing why he didn't want to run away.

"Who is here?" Shi Jiu asked, "You should turn yourself in to the police station. The police are looking for you. Return the child to his/her parents. You are still young and there is still hope."

The woman just shook her head: "Tiantian is mine, I can't give it to him/her! It has already come, it killed that hooligan, and it will find you soon!"

"It? Who is it?" When Shi Jiu took two steps forward, the woman took two steps back; when Shi Jiu took three steps forward, the woman took three steps back.Shi Jiu had no choice but to stand still, "What are you talking about?"

The woman moved, turned around suddenly, and ran away, as if a monster was chasing her behind her!

"Anyway, be careful of it!" Far away, a woman's voice was carried by the wind.

Shi Jiu looked at the disappearing figure a little bit inexplicably, but also a little unreasonable fear.What is that "it", why did it kill Li Qiang, and what does it have to do with him?

"Uncle Biao." It was Ma Wencai's voice that broke Shi Jiu's contemplation. Shi Jiu turned around and saw Ma Wencai standing under the light.He appeared quietly, and his small figure was illuminated by the street lamps, casting a halo, as if he was not from this world.

Shi Jiu suddenly felt it was funny, Ma Wencai was not from this world.

"Uncle Biao, were you talking to someone just now?" Ma Wencai asked, walking over and looking into the dark distance.

Shi Jiu's face changed for a moment, and soon returned to normal: "A classmate, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I didn't want to see him just now."

Ma Wencai stared at Shi Jiu with his big eyes for a long while, those crescent eyes that were crooked when he smiled, unexpectedly released a look that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, being stared at by such eyes, Shi Jiu suddenly felt that he had no secrets to hide.Just when he thought he couldn't help but say something, Ma Wencai turned his eyes away again.

"Uncle Biao, let's go home, it's getting late, I'm here to look for you." Then, he came forward to hold Shi Jiu's hand.When he was about to be touched by that cold little hand, Shi Jiu subconsciously avoided it, even without thinking of it.

"I..." Shi Jiu himself was also taken aback, he never expected that he would react so strongly, he hesitated, momentarily at a loss for words.

Ma Wencai was stunned for a moment, and finally smiled slightly: "I'll go ahead."

With that said, he walked to Shi Jiu's house alone.When the street lights came down, the small shadow was stretched very long on the ground, also, very lonely.