The cursed girl is not disqualified in the world

I have an extraordinary fear of human nature. I have always thought that this world is beautiful, but the people living in this world are extremely terrifying. These people will always swallow me in one day, even the belt bone.

Someone once told me that I was overthinking this way of thinking, and no one would do that, nor would they do it to me.

Really?

So why do I see bones on the side of the road?Small, shriveled, hopeless, probably starving, I thought.

I feel that there are all lies around me. Each of them has a dagger in their hand and a fork in their pocket. Are they trying to kill me and share my flesh?

I don't know, I was terrified, so I fled, fled through twilight and frost.

I had originally planned to set off late at night, so that I would have at least a little time to prepare food and money for the journey, but I met a boy in the water during the day, and he changed my plan.So he and I casually packed up a few pieces of clothing, and hurriedly fled the village where we had lived for more than ten years on the twilight line.

The young man on the road even joked with great interest, he said: "If I run away with you, miss, will it be mistaken for elopement?"

I don’t think so. Who would like someone like me? I think that apart from those who want to eat me, the most people in this world want to exchange me for money with the academic existence called family. .

After I said this, the boy blinked his beautiful iris eyes: "No way, I think you are very beautiful, miss. If you are said to have eloped, even I would feel very honored."

Yeah?But I don't think that the word "honor" is a bit hurtful when I use it on my head. It deserves a better place.

The young man puffed up his cheeks, which were white, as soft as the cotton candy I ate at the market, making people want to poke them, it should feel good.

Before I could really act, the cotton candy boy said: "My name is Osamu Dazai, how about you, miss? If you go together, you should at least call each other accordingly. I don't want to do this to the miss." It's too rude for a pretty person to say 'Hi'."

I don't think it's rude, anyway, the name is just a code name, and if it's a code name, you can do whatever you want.

So I said: "Hazuki, Hazuki Kui."

Osamu Dazai dragged out the tone: "What about the sunflower in summer, I think you match this name very well, miss, it would be even better if you can smile when you say the name~"

In order to entice me to do what he wanted, he even blinked his beautiful eyes, tilted his head so that the curly hair on his forehead fell to the middle of his eyebrows, looking like a curious and reserved Persian cat.

Looking at him, I suddenly remembered that when I was young, I also raised a kitten. It was not a rare breed, but a native cat that often appeared in the countryside and mountains.What's more special is that the cat's coat color is tortoiseshell, because the background color is silver-white. From a distance, the kitten looks as imposing as a little leopard.

A guest who came to the house once praised the cat in this way: "This kind of posture, this kind of coat color, this is probably the most popular leopard cat among the upper class in Britain. It's really strange that I can see such a precious cat here. The cat is worthy of a famous family, and only you are worthy of raising such a cat."

With an exaggerated tone of voice and swaying arms, the man who only has a shiny forehead and a belly that is about to burst his belt is conspicuous. He complimented my biological father like a clown.

Hmph, it's just a local cat, what a rare breed, the man who flattered him against his will, and the father who complacently enjoys the flattery, are so noisy, I managed to sneak out of class today to bask in the sun, why? Do you want to be complimented and flaunted here?

And also with the cat?

Cats are innocent, so don't just drag them into complicated human society.

Thinking of this, I simply lifted my foot and kicked that man into the pool beside him.Before my father could scold me, I ran away with my little earth cat in my arms.

"That man is so fat, cat, do you think he will crush the goldfish in the pond?" Remembering that before there was no cat, I was feeding the few fish in the pond to pass the time. Annoyed at my impulsiveness, I should have known that I would wait until the man left home before doing it, and the water in the Amber River is deeper and cooler, so it might be able to better wash away the ugliness in the man's heart.

I couldn't play with that man better, and I might have hurt the innocent goldfish in the pond. I was a little listless for the next half afternoon. Makes me smile.

Seeing me casually waving the bamboo cage containing the cricket aside, Hezi resisted the hand that wanted to retrieve the bamboo cage, and looked at me with concern: "Miss Kui, is this cricket not good-looking? Or is it Is it not good to cry? I will ask my brother to catch another one for you, no, catch many, and let Miss Kui choose slowly until you pick the best one, okay?"

Hezi's black eyes were filled with two small mes, as if I were her whole world.

But I know it’s not, her world should not be only me, her world should be big, not only the crickets caught by her brother, the brother who catches crickets, but also the father who helps her weave bamboo cages and the one who embroiders purses Mother is fine.

I buried my face in the pillow: "...this bamboo cage is not pretty at all."

When Hezi heard what I said, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be a problem with the bamboo cage. My brother only learned this. It's really a bit ugly. I'll let my brother practice more when I go home at night."

Well, that's not impossible to make do with this cricket now.

I heard rustling sounds, and the sound of the bamboo cage hitting the wooden table, probably Hezi picked up the crickets in the corner.

Hezi leaned over and knelt gently beside me: "Miss Kui, let's play with crickets."

I followed her gentle strength and sat back at the table again.

Tsk, I'm not a glass doll, Hezi's wrist as thick as firewood won't hurt me.

I looked at the cricket hiding in the bamboo cage and eating green grass. It was pitch black, and I didn't know what it was funny: "It's so ugly."

Hezi looked at the bamboo cage carefully: "Then I will wrap the bamboo cage with colorful cloth, it will look much better that way."

I nodded slightly, propping my head up to watch Hezi pull out several bunches of rags of different colors from the chestnut cabinet.She just carefully gestured with the rags on the bamboo cage, asking for my opinion every time she gestured.

After more times, I became a little impatient, so I casually pointed to a few: "Just these few."

Hezi obediently took the pieces of cloth, and quietly sewed them with needles and threads.

I stroked the cat's back, the smooth fur feels good, after all, I touch the kitchen every day to choose the most tender beef to feed it.The sun came in through the window, and I felt warm all over, so I closed my eyes.

"Miss Aoi?"

"Miss Aoi?"

In my sleep, I felt someone calling me, damn it, I didn’t want to open my eyes, I saw the golden ocean, it must be very beautiful there, I wanted to sleep in the ocean.

"Miss Aoi, the bamboo cage is finished. It looks like the hydrangea flower on the side of the road that I saw when I saw the lantern last time. It's very beautiful."

Lantern?Hydrangea?

The golden ocean was instantly covered by fuchsia hydrangeas, and the blue sky turned into night, dotted with red lanterns, which looked like stars were burning.

I opened my eyes and saw Hezi holding a crookedly sewn small cloth bag.

"It's so ugly." This was my first reaction when I saw that little cloth bag.

"Huh?" Hezi, who was still happy when she heard me say that, was a little disappointed. She withdrew her hand, trying to tuck the small cloth bag into her sleeve to prevent others from seeing it: "It's really a bit ugly."

Hezi lowered her head and curled up her fingers: "Next time, next time, I will definitely make a more beautiful cloth bag for you, Miss Kui. Just throw this away."

I snatched the little cloth bag over and said, "Forget it, you are clumsy, and the summer will be over when you do it well, so let's make do with it this time."

Hezi raised his head and looked at me anxiously: "Is it okay? What if someone else sees making fun of Miss Kui?"

I don't care what other people think: "Then just let those guys close their eyes and not look at it."

Hezi laughed: "Hey, but this way everyone can't see the road, and they will definitely fall when they walk."

"Maybe they will bump into each other, and then their heads will make a 'buzzing' sound." Thinking of such a scene, I couldn't help laughing.

Hezi also laughed with me, she smiled very delicately, her shoulders twitched a little, and the thin summer clothes could not cover her butterfly bones like wings.

The cat was awakened by the laughter of Hezi and me. It raised its small head and looked around in a daze. After finding that there was no enemy, it retracted its head into its forelimbs again.

I poked its little head: "Stupid cat, it knows how to snooze."

The stupid cat shook its head with my fingers, but refused to get up and dress the bamboo cage with us, it was really lazy.

Hezi secretly laughed.

I heard her laughter, and when I turned around, I saw her two dimples for a moment: "Hezi, what are you laughing at?"

"No, I didn't laugh at anything." Hezi shook his head hastily, and then raised the small cloth bag in his hand: "Miss Kui, let's put a cloth bag on the bamboo cage, so it won't be so ugly."

"It's to dress the bamboo cage." I corrected her seriously.

Hezi's eyes widened in surprise, and then they turned again: "Yes, it's to dress the bamboo cage."

After dressing the bamboo cage, it finally looks like a little hydrangea.

Purple and white with light pink and water blue, it really smells like hydrangea.

I didn't expect Hezi's craftsmanship to be pretty good. I was very satisfied with holding the dressed bamboo cage. It would be even better if she didn't poke her fingers next time.

The author has something to say:

The Wenye world and the curse world are not integrated, and the two worlds are independent of each other.

The timeline is chaotic and there are memory lines.

I believe that the little brains of the little angels who have discovered this novel are very clever and intelligent.

Refill ~