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Wang Mi was almost moved to tears by the friendship between Gu Xi and He Chengyuan.

He also has friends.

But to be honest, the friendship between gentlemen is as pale as water.

When I think about my playmates when I was young, it seems that they threw mud at each other, spit at each other, and kicked | pants | crotch | more often.

Seeing the two children huddled together, the atmosphere was so harmonious that there was no room for him to intervene, Wang Mi couldn't help sighing again: "Young Sect Master didn't go down the mountain in vain this time, I really made a good friend."

Just when He Chengyuan ate the elixir and was about to wake up, the prostitute who was knocked unconscious by Zhao Sanyi's slap in the room also woke up leisurely.

She found that Zhao San had disappeared, but Wang Mi, an old man, was squatting beside her bed, thinking that Zhao San wanted to spend a share of money to buy two people to sleep with her. The two children ran out of the house in a puff of smoke.

They walked out of the house just as Zhao San got up from the ground.

The man shook off the snow from his messy hair, his dirty face was blue and purple from the cold, and his expression was wretched and gloomy.

He stared at He Chengyuan with cloudy eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Mi was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhao San, all he wanted was to return to Qianqingzong as soon as possible.

"Take the money and get lost," Wang Mi casually threw a gold ingot at the man.

Yuan Bao rolled with a gurgling gurgling, just rolling to Zhao San's feet.

Wang Mi's actions completely hit Zhao San's heart knot of hating others for looking down on him.

He laughed strangely, picked up the ingot, put it on the corner of his mouth and bit it hard, hanging his throat, and said in a strange way: "Oh, I didn't expect my cheap son to be so expensive, and an immature ass can sell so much Money!"

"Shut your dirty mouth and get out with your money!"

Wang Mi strode past Zhao San, so disgusted that he didn't even want to give Zhao San any look.

He wished he could just screw the drunk's head off.

But I don't know why, whenever he wanted to kill this drunk, his hands and feet would cramp and he couldn't control his body. Seeing such a piece of garbage bouncing around in front of his eyes, he was so angry that he was going crazy.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"That little bastard is my son. I haven't let you go yet. You want to buy him away with such a small ingot of gold?"

"Perhaps." Seeing Wang Mi's sudden turn of the head, the blue veins on his forehead twitching with anger, Zhao San smiled sadly, "You should ask that little bastard if he would like to go with you."

"Small-animal-sheng" Zhao San deliberately elongated his voice: "I'll talk about it after I think about it."

He Chengyuan's fingers hanging by his side tightly gripped the trousers.

His body couldn't help walking towards Zhao San's direction, but he found an arm firmly blocking him.

"Of course he is willing to go with us!"

The little boy in the fiery red cloak was as vivid as a cluster of dancing flames in the wind and snow.

Warm and bright, it is the only blazing heat in the biting winter.

He was small in stature, and his voice sounded like a grandma's, and even his short legs trembled when he was frightened by Zhao San's tall and mighty image.

His attitude was unexpectedly tough and firm.

"He won't go back with you!"

"He's coming home with us!"

Gu Xi was afraid that He Chengyuan would really pass by, so he simply hugged He Chengyuan, dragged him away, and turned to Wang Mi for help, "Uncle Wang, quickly help me pull He Chengyuan away!"

Wang Mi looked at his young suzerain's sloppy face, and couldn't laugh or cry. The anger that Zhao San was so angry with completely disappeared in an instant.

He didn't try to pull He Chengyuan, but leaned down in front of the two children and persuaded him warmly: "He Chengyuan, you can go back with us. Come with us, and you will have a better life in the future, and you won't have to be beaten again." Hungry."

He Chengyuan bowed his head and remained silent.

But from Wang Mi's point of view, he could clearly see the child's red eye sockets and the tip of his nose because he suppressed crying.

This kid doesn't want to go with Zhao San at all, but why doesn't he let go?

With a deep sigh in his heart, Wang Mi took Gu Xi's hand and took He Chengyuan, who was tightly hugged by Gu Xi, to a stone cave in the distance, and settled the two children.

"Young Sect Master, you two wait here for a while, this old slave will ask He Chengyuan's father a few words, and I will be right back."

Seeing Wang Mi walking far away, Gu Xi remembered that if he hadn't stopped him just now, He Chengyuan almost returned to Zhao San's side again.Feeling aggrieved in my heart, I tugged at the corner of He Chengyuan's clothes, and said in a muffled voice, "He Chengyuan, aren't we good friends?"

How can good friends be separated?

Obviously He Chengyuan's father is so bad and beats others, why does He Chengyuan always want to go with him?

Is it...

Could it be that He Chengyuan lied to him when he agreed to be friends with him? ? ?

Could it be that He Chengyuan doesn't like him at all, but actually hates him? ? ?

The more Gu Xi thought about it, the more her little head became crooked, and the more she thought about it, the more she got into a dead end.

He stood there blankly, thinking that he was completely disgusted, his tears could no longer be controlled, and he secretly dropped golden beans by himself.

"I don't care about you anymore, woo woo woo..."

"He Chengyuan, you are a liar, you are a villain, I hate you!"

"Woooooooo..."

Hearing that Gu Xi said to ignore him, He Chengyuan's body stiffened suddenly, and he raised his head in surprise, with a dazed expression.

He wanted to ask Gu Xi why he said that, but when he heard Gu Xi say that he hated him, he felt so sad that he couldn't even speak.

He didn't even dare to get close, fearing that he would be too annoying and make Gu Xi cry even harder.

No matter how painful the beating, the tears that would never flow out, because of Gu Xi's words, all flowed to the corners of her eyes as if a bank had burst.

Gu Xi waited for a while but did not wait for He Chengyuan to explain to him, thinking that He Chengyuan was embarrassed to talk to him.

In the end, he secretly raised his head to glance over, only to find that He Chengyuan turned his body sideways, and was even further away from him!

Gu Xi's young heart couldn't bear such a big grievance for a while, it was terribly hurt, she couldn't stop crying, and hiccupped in pain.

When Wang Mi came back, he saw two children sitting back to back, crying one by one.

Wang Mi: "..."

Why does this scene seem familiar?

Feeling helpless and funny, he walked over, trying to comfort the two children in his arms.

As a result, He Chengyuan subconsciously avoided him, and Wang Mi only hugged Gu Xi, a crying little dumpling.

Rubbing the soft broken hair on Gu Xi's forehead, Wang Mi said to Gu Xi: "Young Sect Master, I want to talk to He Chengyuan, can you stay here by yourself for a while?"

He had just used strong means to force Zhao San to tell the truth, and after hearing the whole story, he wished he could tear Zhao San, a scumbag, to pieces on the spot.

Such dirty and dirty things are really not suitable for Gu Xi to hear.

"He Chengyuan, come out with me for a while," Wang Mi arranged Gu Xi and waved to He Chengyuan.

He Chengyuan got up and followed Wang Mi out. When he passed by Gu Xi, he curled up his fingers and opened his mouth, but he still couldn't speak.

Gu Xi felt as if someone was looking at him, and raised her crying face, just in time to see He Chengyuan passing by him and ignoring him, her temper broke out completely, she snorted hard, turned her head away, completely ignoring He Chengyuan.

Sulking alone, he didn't see Wang Mi coming back after waiting for a while, and began to be curious about what happened outside.

But when he thought that He Chengyuan didn't recognize him as a friend at all, he became so angry that he lost all interest.

Shaking her short legs angrily, Gu Xi pouted.

Just as he was venting his anger on the pebbles next to his feet, the strange voice in his head suddenly sounded again.

【He Chengyuan stood quietly with his head bowed, his fingers tightly curled up, the fingertips pricking his palm achingly.

He heard Wang Mi tell him that his mother's bones had been properly disposed of, and when they went back to Qianqingzong together, they would help him bury his mother, so that he would not be too sad.

But how could mother die?

Mother is obviously still alive.

Zhao San promised him that as long as he could bring money, he would not embarrass his mother.

The mother was just hidden by Zhao San, and Zhao San...

He Chengyuan turned his head to look in Zhao San's direction, and saw the man staring at him with wide bloodshot eyes.

Seeing the boy looking over, Zhao San had a weird smile on his lips, and said word by word: "You, mother, yes, you were fucked by me."

……die

Yes, mother is really dead.

And is……

The memory that had been sealed for a long time, like a flood breaking a bank, rushed towards He Chengyuan ferociously, rushing over, making the unbearable pain that he had been unbearable once again faithfully reappear.

He held his head in pain and groaned, an uncontrollable violence spread from the bottom of his heart, as if his body was filled with countless sharp cold knives, and he couldn't bear the severe pain from the cuts.

With a low growl, he picked up a big rock with both hands, and smashed it down hard on Zhao San's head, but because of Zhao San's dodge, he missed it and failed to cause fatal injuries.

The man's warm blood, mixed with the stench of alcohol, rushed towards He Chengyuan's face, and splashed onto the boy's hands and face.

He Chengyuan felt disgusted.

Zhao San, whose head was bleeding and screaming again and again, was disgusting;

With blood on his hands, and revenge-minded self is disgusting;

It seemed that even the world had become disgusting, so disgusting that it made him want to vomit.

His hands were shaking, and he could barely hold the stone.

He felt that he might be a little scared, but his heart was surprisingly calm.

Yes, such a disgusting him, what right does he have to be liked?

That's why Gu Xi said that she hated him, so she didn't want to talk to him. 】

"He Chengyuan, I don't hate you!"

The child ran wildly from a distance, and hugged He Chengyuan who was about to give Zhao San the final blow.

He Chengyuan was knocked back by Gu Xi and took a few steps back. He couldn't hold the stone firmly in his hand, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Gu Xi ran all the way out of breath, her fair little face was pink with tears on her eyelashes, she looked pitiful.

"...I don't hate you."

"I thought you were ignoring me on purpose just now."

The child's milk voice was muffled, sounding full of grievances.

My mother said that a man should have the courage to admit his mistakes.

Although He Chengyuan just lied to him and ignored him, it was really annoying.

But...but...

"I misunderstood you, I apologize to you, I'm sorry," Gu Xi stood on tiptoe, squeaked, and kissed He Chengyuan's right cheek.

Leaves a wet little lip print.

"I've kissed you all, forgive me, okay?"

He blinked his big eyes and acted like a baby. Seeing that He Chengyuan didn't respond, he stood on tiptoe again and kissed He Chengyuan's left cheek.

"Are you okay~"

The child's kiss has a soft and sweet milky fragrance, falling gently and softly.

Too beautiful, like an unreal dream.

"Well," He Chengyuan responded in a low voice.

His eyelashes trembled, and the tense body that had been suppressed for a long time became loose.

Leaning his head slowly on Gu Xi's body, the boy's tears soon wet Gu Xi's shoulders.

***

In the distant void, the pages of the book were slowly turning.

Like the flapping wings of a butterfly, it means a small beginning, and it also heralds the great changes that will take place in the future.

A line of small characters gradually became blurred and distorted.

[At the age of seven, He Chengyuan killed his mother-killing enemy.

The experience of murder in his childhood completely cut off his hope of seeking good, and also chilled the last bit of blood on the tip of his heart.

The blood-stained hands, the shattered corpse, and the painful and suppressed crying of the boy.

A nightmare that I can't get rid of in my life

——Entanglement every night, until death. 】