Take the ghost monster to catch the monster

This is winter, very cold, the cold wind is like a sharp blade, it is splitting the earth bit by bit, but the snow is also very white, too white... just like the boy I saw back then Generally, too pure.

I want to just guard the boy like this, I guard it until it turns into a pile of bones and dissipates in this world, then I will leave and take his memory to see the new world.

About how long it took, I don’t really remember, I just remember that on the night of the first lunar month, the cold wind and snow that night were extraordinarily gloomy, like the gathering of dead souls, they played and sang songs with the wind field, they seemed to be Summoning taboo in general.

Soon, I saw the brightest place illuminated by the moonlight, a pair of snow-white slender hands broke through the soil layer, and I saw the boy again, his long silver-white hair was still so bright and moving, as clean as this snowfield The snow is average, but it is cleaner than this month and this snow.

He saw me, I looked at his face, the boy smiled and touched me, he was very calm, but I could feel that his heart was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface, the last flower of twilight was in the depths of his soul It has slowly taken root.

The rhizome of the flower of evil is slowly winding, and it is about to bloom.

The teenager put me down, she smiled and looked at me, and then he said goodbye to me, he said that what he was going to do next was too dangerous, he couldn't take me with him, after speaking, he walked along the end of the snowfield .

I know where it is going, he is going to revenge, I followed him quietly in the dark.

For the first time, the boy broke into this evil spirit's lair alone. He underestimated the enemy. I even felt that he was a little overwhelmed, but I still admire his courage.

He failed, he died, a terrible death, countless guns pierced the boy's body, I saw him lying on the bloody water, I couldn't see him, the original white, only a pool of red, a Spread the bright red, and turn red together with the students around.

The second time, in the same snowy field, in the same place, I followed the boy's footsteps again, I watched him take revenge, and the result was the same, even so, compared to before, I witnessed her and his growth, he His strength is stronger than before, his eyes are firmer than before, and the hatred in his heart is deeper than before.

He still failed, he died, his limbs, body and head were cut piece by piece. I couldn't find a whole boy, but only bloody pieces.

The third and last time, the boy succeeded, and he killed everyone, literally everyone, dead.

They were all dead, but the boy had really changed completely.

I saw unprecedented madness in his eyes, and also witnessed his unprecedented power, very powerful, so powerful that I felt very terrible.

He created a city without living things, a city without people, and he resurrected everyone, whether it was the ignorant villagers who died before, or these evil spirits who beheaded it one after another, his mother, his Friends, all are revived.

There is only one person that I have never seen.

The boy's elder brother, the boy didn't resurrect him, I think it must be because the boy didn't want to, but because he couldn't revive this person.

The city created by the young man is very beautiful, and I followed him quietly into the city. This is a city that can only be entered by dead things. I am a living thing. I think the reason why I can enter is probably the tacit consent of the young man. Without my existence, he wants to take me to enjoy this blissful state and spend the prosperous age together.

Here, people come out at sunset every day, work day by day, and wear the same smile every day. They are very happy. Although everything is false and forged, this happy expression is also true here.

I know that this is a dream world, there is no war, no killing, not even quarrels and small conflicts, everything is peaceful and beautiful.

But knowing it's fake, I like this world very much. I think that if I live in this fake all my life, it's okay to be with teenagers. Even if it's fake, my current happiness is real.

However, unexpectedly, the boy's elder brother came back. He didn't fulfill the boy's last wish for reunion. He came to break this false dream and destroy this city called Utopia.

When the boy saw his elder brother again, he was very happy. There was a smile on his face, which made me think that he had returned to his former self.

But he never thought that the reason they met again was not to continue the happy past, but to end the nightmare.

The elder brother told the young man that he was wrong, everything he did was wrong, and all that he achieved was false, he should not be immersed in a dream and resurrect these dead people, he also said that the young man resurrected these For those who are dead, more living people need to pay a more painful price in places you can't see or touch.

The young man said that he would not let you believe him, but I know that the young man called out to him, brother, that is a love, a love that can give everything, just like my mother's love for me back then. Like her father, she believed everything his father said, and he was willing to give up everything for his father.

From the moment my brother opened his mouth, let the young man believe him, I know that even though there are tens of thousands of unwillingness and unwillingness in the young man's mouth and mind, as long as the elder brother speaks, he will be willing to destroy it for the other party This paradise named after Utopia is because of the flourishing age he had longed for infinitely.

But the young man felt inferior, he put on the attitude he hated the most, saying that he wanted to keep his brother to share the prosperity with him, but I knew that he did this only to make the other party hate him, let the other party leave him, dirty thing , not worthy to admire the color of light.

The young man cut off his silver-white long hair, the only symbol of cleanliness, with his own hands!

Hair break, fall in love...

He also gave his everything to the other party, without reservation of body and emotion, blending body and skin, deeply rooted in love.

He is also selfish, selfishly pointing his favor at the other party, forcing the other party to face him with swords, but when the swords are getting along with each other, he reversely inserts the sharp sword towards himself, together with the other party's sharp sword.

He selfishly wants the other party to remember him, even if they never see each other again.

I hate this man, I hate it very much, not because he killed the boy with his own hands, but because I think his love is too shallow compared to the boy, the boy can do everything for him, but he always maintains himself in his heart to the effect.

Even at the end, he took away the most precious memories that the young man felt. He left the young man with a kiss called Forgotten, making him forget his own "brother" who killed him, and even the small village The good memories of the younger brother will also be erased bit by bit in the memory of the teenager.

Hate him, I hate him, he's so selfish.

This time, the boy died, the city named Utopia also disappeared, and his brother also disappeared.

The boy seemed to have disappeared in half, he was gone, and I couldn't find him like before, I went to the same place in the snowfield, I also searched in the wreckage, even in their former home, I waited,

But I never found the person I wanted to wait for

Maybe the boy disappeared, or even this time, he really died...

As much as I don't want to believe it anymore, the fact is that I haven't seen him since.