My life mentor is always changing

Her mother told her that the sparrow was just a passer-by in her life, and that it would fly away one day, and that it would have its own vast world.

Even though he was reluctant, Kurosawa Ritsu still took good care of the little sparrow, and sincerely hoped that it would recover soon and be able to fly freely in the blue sky.

But now...

The little bird's head was tilted to one side, motionless in the grass, the red spot on the forehead was like a ball of fire, just like the setting sun, it scalded Kurosawa Ritsu's eyes, its glassy round eyes showed the ashes of death .

She knelt down, took out the handkerchief from her pocket, carefully picked up the little sparrow, and put it in the handkerchief, her eyes were wet, like a tear, or silently crying blood.

Kurosawa wrapped the handkerchief around Xiaoque, as if he was carefully carrying it home when he first picked it up.

"Mom, mom, I found Xiaoque!"

"Xiaoque..." Her mother covered her mouth, and she was also extremely surprised by the miserable appearance of Xiaoque.How did it become like this? Kurosawa Ritsu was embarrassed but smiling, she hugged the little child in silence.

"Mom, why didn't the bird move? I listened to you and didn't move its wings casually." Ritsu Kurosawa was innocent. She didn't know what death was, and she didn't know that the bird would never play with her again.

Ritsu Kurosawa's memories of before she was ten years old are already blurred, but for this incident, she clearly remembers crying while hugging her mother, and a tear fell on her face.

"Why do you see those strange things like me!" Mom's hoarse voice made her unforgettable to this day.

The father who had just got off work heard the crying, rushed in without changing his shoes, and hugged Ritsu Kurosawa and her mother in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will protect you, I will protect you."

The little bird was buried by the father in the yard, under the tree with the sparrow nest.

The sound of the shovel kissing the soil was like a saw scraping on a nerve, grinding it a little bit, which made people feel nervous, and she was out of breath from crying.

That night, she fell asleep clutching the handkerchief that had wrapped Xiaoque's body, and then she saw Xiaoque and the fiery red on its forehead.

Fragments of memory fall into the heart lake.

That was Xiaoque's memory.

It was the scene before the bird died.

The little sparrow's wings are not complete, after gliding out of the fence, it can only bounce on the grass, a boy found it, the little sparrow can't fly high, was caught by a mischievous boy, he was as excited as a treasure Grabbing the bird in his palm, he showed it to his friends.

The children are scrambling for new "toys", they chase and fight, and they don't care about the feelings of the little bird.

They broke the bird's wings, tore its feathers, lifted it aloft and dropped it.The body was torn to pieces, and the back of its head hit the stone heavily, making no sound.

Seeing that the sparrow was silent, the children lost their interest in it. Suddenly a child exclaimed, he grabbed a grasshopper, and the children surrounded him with a huff.

In the end, what imprinted into Xiaoque's eyes were the children laughing and jokingly crossing their shoulders, smiling all over their faces, and their eyes shone brightly without a trace of haze as they went back to each house in the sunset.

A child's malice is the purest and most terrifying.

Because of their ignorance, they have no reverence for all things. They can be as pure as angels and as bad as demons.

The little sparrow died.

The bird that was supposed to fly freely fell forever, Kurosawa Ritsu's wish for it to fly was originally as bright and beautiful as a crystal ball in a boutique, but in the crystal ball the castle and the little girl's dream, everything was smashed to pieces .

The sun completely sank to the bottom, the sky became ambiguous, and it was about to fall into darkness in the next second. Those guys who were temporarily lurking under the protection of the sun were about to move.

At some point, many sparrows came up from the darkness and chirped around her. Their chirping was very noisy, as if they were arguing about some important matter. They often chirped for a while and then stared at her for a while.

A little sparrow with a little fiery red feather on its forehead came out of the sparrow pile. The little sparrow spread its wings and was able to fly freely. It fluttered its wings and landed in the palm of Kuisawa Ritsu.

The bird's short beak pecked her palm, and black filth seeped from the edge of its feathers, staining it black, and also staining Kurosawa's hand black.

The crowing of the sparrows surrounding Heisawa suddenly stopped, and there was no sound.

Those little birds died in different ways, and without exception, they were all tortured to death.

There was sticky blood everywhere, with tiny feathers stuck to it, and even her hands were all covered.

The blood gathered into a ball, and it became more and more red, until it became extremely red and turned black, turning into a black bird.

The sparrows turned into little monsters with black wings. They were the resentment of countless little birds who were tortured to death, but they were too weak, and they were all just a small ball.

can only be brought together.

The little sparrow flew down from her palm, crashed into the black bird's body, and merged into one.

Too weak, so let others slaughter.

She imagined that [Little Bird] would become huge, so the big black bird was created by her, which became the carrier of the soul of [Little Bird].

[Little Sparrow] Alive.

Exist in the world in another attitude.

This distorted Kurosawa's determination of life and death, so that she later abused her abilities, leading to irreversible consequences.

Ritsu Kurosawa could only think of one sentence to repeat to himself over and over again, that is, cruelty is the innate nature of human beings, and don't believe in the inherent goodness of human nature.

I used to think that children would be the purest existence in the world, and they would smile and love all the good and bad.

Now I just feel that what Xunzi said is right, human nature is evil, and only through acquired education can people know good and evil, beauty and ugliness.

And her teachers taught her how to love herself and the world.

"Although I have heard it, but your cursed and favored physique is really troublesome." Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, big and beautiful eyes coupled with an immature baby face, making him younger than him In fact, it looks smaller. "Long-term coexistence with the curse, you will be assimilated by it, turned into the nourishment of the curse, and will gradually become a part of it in the future."

Kurosawa smiled wryly, "If that was the case, I would have died long ago."

"Why do you say that?"

"Please look at my shadow before you speak." Ritsu Kurosawa turned around and squatted down, her shadow shrank into a small ball following her movements.

shadow?

Gojo Satoru's curiosity was fully aroused. Just now when [Sparrow] crawled out of Kurosawa Ritsu's shadow, he was curious about Kurosawa Ritsu's shadow.

What kind of shadow is this, how can it hold such a big thing?

Kurosawa Ritsu's hand rested on her shadow, and that shadow was like a stone thrown into the water, causing circles of ripples.

Take a closer look, good guy, where is this shadow? Whose shadow will be bubbling and bubbling?In the shadow of whose family, it seems that someone is reaching out through a black film from time to time, as if something is breaking free?

"Hey~ It's disgusting." He squatted down, put one hand on his knees, and rested his chin on the other hand, looking at Ritsu Kurosawa's shadow intently.

"Are you sure your shadow isn't a pot of soup made by a witch?" Wujo Wu's index finger drooped, and the shadow of Ritsu Kurosawa was dotted in the void.

"Hey! You didn't talk about the shadow of a girl like that!... Well, I admit that this metaphor is used as wonderfully as a certain writer named Qian."

Hatake Kakashi also turned around, squatting halfway in front of Kurosawa Ritsu's shadow, his bright red Sharingan let him know that something very bad was hidden in Kurosawa Ritsu's shadow.

"Although I don't want you to say that, it's a pity that it is like this." Kurosawa also squatted down and poked her own shadow with her fingers. The shadow was like jelly under her hand, and it was still soft when touched. It looked very uneasy, shaking tremblingly.

Right now, the shadow doesn't appear to be in an unstable state, but the space within the shadow is limited, and sooner or later it will break.

By that time, she would be the equivalent of a walking humanoid Scourge.

The three people who squatted down and whose heights were completely uneven looked at each other.

Gojo Satoru, who squatted down and looked extra big, was the first to speak: "Since the people above let you come to the high school to take classes, maybe they have found a solution. In short, let's meet the night moth first." Gojo Satoru didn't bring any Respectfully call your head teacher by his name.

It can solve her strange physique...as long as there is a way, what Granny Gu said is indeed true, coming to the college is really the right choice.

small theater:

Sakata Gintoki: "Blind a cloth over my eyes, I'll curse back to the crew to make money." After speaking, he tore off the ninja forehead with one hand, and pulled down the mask with the other.