supernatural boy

Get up as usual, walk to school, lunch break, get out of class, and go home.The days that are too ordinary will suddenly become completely different from the daily life due to the leaping of some small flames.

Ling Ye looked sideways at the sky.The weather is still fine, the cherry blossoms are still brilliant, and the occasional skylark chases and plays with its companions.The scenery between the windows is peaceful and peaceful, like another world existing in this world.

"Lingye, Lingye—" a gentle and magnetic voice called his name slowly.There is a little anxiety in the plainness, and the volume at the end of the sentence is slightly raised. It is obviously a man's voice, but it makes people feel very comfortable.

He looked back at the owner of the voice.

The tall man in a suit and leather shoes standing on the podium has beautiful short flaxen hair. The sunlight refracted from the window falls on his hair and shines brightly; the slim suit makes his figure very slender and straight. He held a piece of chalk between his fingers; a small part of his handsome and deep features were hidden in the shadows, and his blue pupils were staring at him intently.

Ling Ye was in a daze.

Milos was very helpless, and repeated what he said just now: "Ling Ye, can you come up and answer this question?"

problem solving?Ling Ye's eyes fell on the blackboard behind Milos, where some lengthy formulas and a function problem were written there.

Ling Ye was silent for a while, and when he heard the whispers of the students around him and the rustling sound of the pen nib running quickly on the paper, he shook his head and said coldly: "I don't know."

"..." The answer was so straightforward that Milos couldn't help being stunned for a while.At least have to struggle a bit, so it would be too early to give up?

"Sit down. Tang Xiaojia, come and do this problem." Milos quickly turned his gaze away from Lingye, and turned to the other side.

Lingye's question was answered during lunch with Milos: "Does the teacher need a reason for asking students?"

Milos sat by the flag-raising platform on the roof, holding an aluminum lunch box in his hand.While eating the food inside, he answered Ling Ye who was sitting on the other side.

The lunch box in Ling Ye's hand was the same as Milos's, and the dishes were also the same: "You shouldn't ask me."

"Are you trying to keep yourself from being too noticeable? It's just answering a question. You're too nervous. Besides, if you keep forcing yourself like this, it may have counterproductive effects." Milos laughed and said the truth.

"Can you stay?" Ling Ye was a little afraid of being seen through by Milos, so he changed the subject in a panic.

Hearing Ling Ye's question, Milos smiled even deeper: "We are partners now, and I will always be here with you until you graduate."

"What about Yae-senpai?"

"Her mission is over and she should leave the school. She also asked me to tell you that she is tired of playing student games, so stop calling her Senior Sister and call her Sister Youyu in the future."

What a windy woman.Such an idea immediately popped up in Ling Ye's mind.

After meeting Milos and Yae Yuha, his daily life has quietly left.

Counting from the day when he reported to the Special Affairs Department, two weeks had passed, and Ling Ye gradually got used to the life procedures there.It's just that Yae Yuuha and others have rarely been seen since then.Although he has a general understanding of the monsters and other matters that the Special Affairs Department has to deal with, he has not yet participated in any real combat.

Milos is a very good teacher. The content taught to him is as easy to understand as in school.But at the same time, he is also a person who loves the younger generation very much, he will not force what he does not want to do, and he will not show a tough attitude.

Maybe he is that kind of person.For Ling Ye, being too gentle is also a kind of harm.

Milos, who was sitting on the sofa, had already changed into casual clothes, clutching a letter in his hand, frowning deeply.After a long time, as if he had thought it over clearly, he got up and walked to Lingye's room.

Ling Ye was sitting at the desk flipping through a book of fairy tales.Hearing the knock on the door, he only responded lightly, and then raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Milos pushed the door open, walked to Lingye's bed and sat down, handed the letter to Lingye's hand: "It's from your parents, this month's living expenses."

Ling Ye closed the fairy tale book calmly: "Yes."

Milos saw the fairy tale book called Fairy's Gift. He didn't know why Ling Ye liked this story so much, and he read it almost every day.

Hearing his sad and joyless tone, Milos raised his hand and rubbed his messy hair: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

The temperature of Milos' palm was still so reassuring, Lingye let Milos rub his head, and said without emotion: "Thank you."

Milos was helpless against Ling Ye's reaction, so he withdrew his hand and asked him very sincerely, "Do you hate your parents?"

Lingye stared at Milos suspiciously.I don't understand why he asked this question?Is it?Is it because of his attitude that Milos feels like he has a grudge against his parents?

It's not like that, it's not.

"...I hate myself. Milos, why are people born? Is it really good for a person like me to live?"

Milos could feel that Ling Ye's thin body was trembling due to suppressing his inner emotions; his fair and beautiful face was obviously expressionless but he could see his full of sadness; his eyes were staring at him helplessly and greedily, It's like trying to catch something desperately.

Milos raised his hand around Ling Ye's neck and wrapped him into his arms, and said softly to him: "Why do you say that? You have to believe that it is meaningless for no one to live in this world."

Milos' arms are really warm, as wide as it can contain the entire universe.It's been a long time since Ling Ye touched anyone's body temperature, and it's also been a long time since no one spoke to him so gently and extended a helping hand to him.

Milos appeared in front of his eyes like a hero, which made him yearn for it.

"Can I really continue to live in this world?"

"Of course. Hold your chest up straight!"

Um?This sentence is so familiar, he seems to have heard someone say it.Who did you hear?

The space that gradually quieted down was only the sound of even and long breathing.Milos looked down and saw that Ling Ye had fallen asleep in his arms.

Quiet and lonely.

His eyelashes were thick and curled, casting a shadow on his face, his breathing was steady, and he looked at ease.Milos rubbed Ling Ye's hair, gently changed his position, carried him to the bed, and covered him with a quilt.Before leaving the house, he said to the sleeping Ling Ye, "Ling Ye, good night."

What a strange dream.It was obviously a very warm atmosphere, but he felt cold all over.As far as the eye can see is the familiar campus, but the surroundings are full of flowers and tender grass, and many butterflies are flying around.

Ling Ye stood alone on a path, not knowing whether to go forward or back.

Suddenly a hand grabbed him from behind.Startled, he looked over quickly.The person holding his hand was actually his best friend, Zhou Yanming.

Zhou Yanming, wearing a school uniform, took Ling Ye's hand and ran in one direction with a smile.Ling Ye could only be dragged away by his back.His voice was full of tenderness and trust: "Lingye, don't be afraid, I'm here. This is a secret between us, and I won't tell anyone. Just stand upright and straighten your chest!"

As if touched by something in his heart, Ling Ye couldn't help holding Zhou Yanming's hand tightly.No matter where Zhou Yanming wants to take him, he is willing.

This is the friend he has longed to make since he was a child.

The beautiful scenery around suddenly receded, and the surroundings fell into darkness.Zhou Yanming, who ran ahead, was quickly submerged in the darkness.When Ling Ye wanted to call out to him, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and he began to fall down.The hand holding him disappeared in an instant.

"Yanming—!"

When Ling Ye opened his eyes again, the surroundings were pure white, and Zhou Yanming was standing not far away.The moment he saw Zhou Yanming, his fearful mood immediately settled down.He ran towards Zhou Yanming, calling Zhou Yanming's name loudly.

However, at some point Zhou Yanming had several people around him, and they gathered around him, saying very ugly things.

Zhou Yanming said to him: "Lingye and the others don't believe what I said, you should show them your ability and prove that I am not lying..."

Those people had already started to attack him when his thoughts became confused.Ling Ye watched helplessly as each of them waved at him with a box knife...

When he woke up, his feet were covered with blood.Large expanses of red stretched all the way to the invisible edge.Words such as murderer and monster came to his ears carefully, which made him almost collapse.

Someone appeared in front of him with bare feet, Ling Ye pulled the man tightly as if catching a life-saving straw and shouted: "Help me, I am not a murderer, nor a monster, please help me!"

Looking up for a moment, Ling Luan saw Zhou Yanming covered in blood, and stared at him ferociously.

Ling Ye was awakened at this moment.He was sitting on the bed panting heavily, sweating profusely, still in a trance state, unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

Milos hurried over and opened the door, and asked anxiously, "Is Ling Ye okay? I heard a loud bang..." After seeing Ling Ye, who was sitting on the bed and looked over blankly because of the sound of the door opening, Milos' heart finally fell to the ground.

He walked to Ling Ye, sat down and helped him wipe off the sweat from his forehead and face, and said softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Ling Ye was dumbfounded for a while, then nodded mechanically.

"It's okay, I'm here." Milos wanted to hug Ling Ye, but Ling Ye pushed him away.He looked at Ling Ye in disbelief.

"...I don't need your sympathy and concern." Said the same words to him in the same tone as Zhou Yanming, Ling Ye saw Zhou Yanming's shadow overlapped on Milos, and his heart that had thawed slightly froze again in an instant.

One day, Milos will be like Zhou Yanming, saying gentle and considerate words to him, turning around and betraying himself, right?

He no longer wants to experience the feeling of being betrayed by someone he trusts!

"...Calm down before you come over to have breakfast." Fortunately, he thought that he had gotten a little closer to this boy, but in the end... a boy of this age must be very sensitive and fragile inside, he thought, he couldn't be in a hurry.

As soon as Milos left the room, he received a call from Yuu Yae: "Milos, come to the Special Affairs Department, we have found his whereabouts!"

Milos' expression suddenly became serious.

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