The Redemption of "White Moonlight"

If I stood in front of that villa with my mother back then, would I have resisted if I knew what was going to happen in the future?

Probably not...

Ji He doesn't remember many things from his childhood.

His life seems to have started when he held his mother's hand and stood in front of the door named "Joe" when he was seven years old.

The owner of the villa is a man named Qiao Jinhai. He is serious and indifferent, no different from Yan Luo in hell.

Ji He doesn't like him.

But there is no way, the young Ji He can't hinder his mother's choice, she told him that only by living with this man can they live the life they want.

Ji He vaguely remembered that this man promised before that if his mother married him, he would give her a tower and make her a lord.

Walking and walking, Ji He saw a man in the distance. He greeted him and left a kiss on his mother's forehead. At that moment, his expression was gentle.

It seems that only when facing his mother, his face that has been stern like a sculpture all year round will soften a little.

He is Qiao Jinhai.

Ji He swore in his heart that he would never call him father.

Besides this man named Qiao Jinhai, there is another young master in this villa.

When Ji He walked into this villa, the little master walked down the stairs like a prince. Ji He was very surprised because he found that the delicate child in front of him, like him, had the blue eyes inherited from his mother. .

The mother didn't smile, she just followed the man, silent.

But the man didn't care about his mother's indifference. He turned his eyes to look at Ji He, and with just one glance at Ji He, he knew that this uncle didn't like him, but he still showed his usual smile, "Hello, Uncle."

The man frowned, but in the end he rubbed Ji He's head. His palm was cold, and the coldness penetrated into Ji He's heart from his scalp.

"It's a B-level." Qiao Jinhai said to Ji Linghe.

Mother glanced at Qiao Jinhai, "Yes, the same as me."

The man's expression seemed to be stiff for a moment, but he quickly laughed again, "I didn't mean that..."

At this moment, Qiao Dong, the child who looked a little like Ji He himself, walked slowly up to Ji He, and raised the corners of his lips, making Ji He think of a cunning fox.

"Hello, Ji He, right? I'm your brother. Three years older than you, that's my mother," he pointed to Ji Linghe who was stopped by Qiao Jinhai and walked towards the living room, "That's my father," he said Pointing to Qiao Jinhai next to Ji Linghe, "We are a family." He said.

"That's my mother..." Ji He felt aggrieved, he didn't understand, he just felt that the annoying child in front of him was swearing something to him.

"Qiao Dong." Qiao Jinhai called Qiao Dong's name and called him to their side.

The three of them... really look like a family, Ji He, who was thrown at the entrance, stood where he was, thinking in a daze.

In fact, on the surface, Qiao Jinhai treats Ji He pretty well, but as long as he is in the same space with him, Ji He will feel uncomfortable all over.

At night, in the spacious and beautiful but cold room, Ji He held his mother's hand and curled his lips aggrievedly, "Mom, I don't want to stay here..."

A trace of sadness flashed across Ji Linghe's expression, and she hugged Ji He tightly, "I'm sorry Xiaohe, let's stay here for a while, if you are really uncomfortable, we will move out later."

Ji He was a little disappointed, but as long as his mother said, he would obey unconditionally.

"Mom, Qiao Dong said, you are his mother." Ji He asked another question, "How did this happen?"

Ji Linghe closed her eyes almost in pain, she put her chin lightly on the top of Ji He's hair, "I'm sorry Xiaohe, I am indeed Qiao Dong's mother...but..."

How did that happen?Qiao Dong is three years older than himself but they are not the same father... Ji He can't figure it out.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Qiao Jinhai's deep voice came from outside the door: "Ling He, I'm asleep."

Ji He seemed to feel his mother's body tremble, "Here we come." Her voice was forced to be calm.

Is mom going to sleep with that man?Ji He suddenly felt cold all over his body.

Looking at his mother's thin back, Ji He felt that she was heading towards an abyss.

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One morning, Qiao Jinhai put down his teacup, and cast a cold glance at Ji He, "Since he is a B-rank, he should go to the Guardian Academy to study first, although you said he wants to be a lord...but it depends on whether it suits him or not."

Qiao Dong on the opposite side of the dining table burst out laughing, noticing his father's stare, Qiao Dong turned to his mother Ji Linghe for help, but she was drinking tea and did not look at him.

"Uncle Qiao..." Ji He tried hard to smile at Qiao Jinhai, "I...I really want to go to the Lord's College."

"You are a B-level, what kind of Lord Academy are you going to!" Qiao Dong couldn't help but whispered.

"Xiaodong, whether it is A-level or B-level, you have the right to follow what you want. I don't want to hear similar words from you in the future." Ji Linghe opened his mouth.

"Okay, Linghe, Xiaodong didn't do it on purpose." Qiao Jinhai's half-smile expression made Ji He startled. "Besides, his various stats can't even meet the minimum standards of the Lord's Academy. It's still practical for him to train in the Guardian Academy. His current situation really makes it difficult for me to handle."

Even if he gets angry again, Qiao Jinhai is gentle when facing Ji Linghe.

But Ji He remembered the way Qiao Jinhai looked at him when his mother was not at home.

The room fell into silence for a while.

"...Uncle Qiao is right, Mom." Ji He clenched his clothes tightly, raised his face, and smiled far-fetchedly: "I haven't reached the standard yet, wait for me to practice for a while, and then go to the Lord's College after I reach the standard. Late."

As if he didn't expect Ji He to say that, Ji Linghe looked at him for a long time, "Xiaohe, you don't have to..."

"Since Ji He has said so, then..." In fact, Ji He didn't listen to Qiao Jinhai's words at all. He knew that it would be very difficult to get into the Lord's College after missing the entrance time, but he also knew... Uncle Qiao is right His patience is very little.

Under Qiao Jinhai's arrangement, Ji He entered the No. [-] Guardian Academy in Ge Nuo District.

Many guardians also have a bright future, and almost all B-level children have dreams of becoming guardians—because they know that B-level children cannot become lords.

However, Ji He is the B-level who wants to become the lord.

For some reason, the idea of ​​"becoming a lord" seems to have been deeply implanted in Ji He's mind, and became the goal that Ji He would strive to pursue even if he gave up everything.

At the beginning of the new semester, Ji He put on the uniform of the Guardian Academy, while Qiao Dong crossed his arms and put on the leather boots issued by the Lord Academy. He raised his head and smiled at the door of the house:

"Hey, the guardian is also very good. You can come to work under me in the future." That pretty face was full of pride and superiority.

Qiao Dong is A-level, Ji He is B-level, A-level can become the lord, B-level can only become the guardian, and the guardian is the eternal subordinate of the lord, this is an established rule.

I really want to know what this smug face will look like after being punched, thinking, Ji He smiled at Qiao Dong and walked out the door.

That was the first time Ji He felt the gap between levels so clearly.

From then on, he ran hard, exercised hard, and studied hard. Even though he hated Qiao Dong very much, his envious eyes would always linger on the school uniform of the No. [-] Lords Academy in Geno District.

In order to meet the test scores of the Lord's College in the second half of the year, Ji He had to spend a lot of time preparing for the knowledge needed to enter the Lord's College in addition to learning the knowledge of the Guardian College.

It is really tiring to work so hard every day, but fortunately, Ji He is a person who is good at making fun of himself.

After studying at the Guardian Academy for a period of time, Ji He found that he would always meet a child of the same age on his way to and from school every day.

Ji He wants to be friends with that child, because that child is petite and cute, with a soft face and a cold expression, Ji He always wonders - what's his name?Where did it come from?

That was Hleizer in his childhood.

In Ji He's eyes at that time, he was just a delicate doll who could walk, and what attracted Ji He even more was that he was actually wearing the school uniform of the Lord's College.

Is it possible to enter the Lord's Academy at such a young age?Ji He was envious in his heart.

On the way home from school another day, Ji He ran into this kid again, and Ji He, who had secretly made up his mind to strike up a conversation, was a little nervous.

The child held a stack of thick papers in his hands. It might be his homework. Do you have to do so much homework at such a young age?Ji He suddenly felt sorry for the child.

"Hey, hello!" Xiao Jihe said familiarly.

The child glanced at Ji He, and felt that Ji He's bright smile was really dazzling, and soon he looked away.

He is an aloof child, Ji He thought so, and then bouncing around to the other side of Helezel's line of sight, "Are you a student of Geno Lord's College? That's great, I will also enter your school in the future !"

It is rare to see people who talk to themselves like Ji He, so Hleizer inevitably looked at him a few more times.

Ji He took the child's gaze as a response to himself. He strode forward, closely following the child's pace, and waited for a long time without any response, then said again: "Sorry, I didn't know you couldn't say."

Hereser pursed his lips impatiently, and squinted his eyes: "Don't follow me." He said, speeding up his pace.

"Haha, you've been fooled. In fact, I know you can talk. What are you holding in your hand? Oh, why don't you talk to me..." Ji He pushed the child for a distance feebly, and later found that the boy's legs The short frequency is fast, and he was thrown away just like that.

But the stack of papers in the child's hand happened to fall a few sheets due to the child's high-speed movement.

In Ji He's impression, these were one of the few "mistakes" made by Hleizer.

Ji He picked up the paper that fell on the ground and took a look—"BC-level human behavior observation"?Wow, that's pretty interesting.

In fact, Ji He would not talk to strangers casually, but he was too aggrieved at home, and in the Guardian Academy, he was called a "freak" by his classmates because he worked too hard, and he was somewhat isolated.

In fact, he was really lonely.

Ji He put the materials dropped by the aloof kid into his schoolbag.

After returning home, it has become a habit to listen to Qiao Dong showing off the affairs of the lord's school. Ji He used to say that he didn't want to hear it, but his ears were pricked up, but today he is not in that mood anymore.

After eating, he ran upstairs quickly.

The next day, Ji He came early to the intersection that children usually pass through, held those pages in his arms, and waited for the arrival of the child yesterday.

I couldn't meet him in the morning... Ji He felt a little disappointed.

When returning home from school, Ji He cleaned up faster than anyone else. He squatted early on the road where he usually met the child, for fear of missing him.

The tide of students came from the direction of the school, Ji He opened his eyes and searched hard.

When the crowd of people in school uniforms rushed past, finally, Ji He's eyes lit up.

They were not familiar with each other at that time, and Ji He, who had a rough nerve, failed to notice that Helezel's eyes were more indifferent than before.

"This, you dropped it before." Ji He handed over the paper he left yesterday.

Helezel didn't want to talk too much with Ji He, he had already reprinted this page, and the content was patched up overnight, and he planned to speed up and walk quickly, but when his eyes stayed on the page in Ji He's hand, A trace of doubt still flashed in his heart.

Journal?

The man kept a diary on his report.

"Your "BC-Class Human Observation Report" is very interesting. I am a B-Class. Why don't you come and observe me later."

Ji He stretched out his hand. At that time, he just wanted a friend with a cute and lovable appearance like Helezel.

Although Helezel shook his hand back then, but thinking about it now, I'm afraid it was just because he could solve a troublesome homework.

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Is there anyone?

Memories generally appear along with the plot, coherent, about one chapter in length, sometimes a little longer.

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