Why aren't people raising me

That night, when Yazhi was taken to sleep by his mother, Tong Mo seemed to have discovered something, and he seemed to feel tired.

"Do you often have people from the Ghost Killing Squad here?" Tong Mo asked,

"Occasionally, but they are all passers-by, because I will cut off their information channels. Yesterday, a bunch of them came in an organized and purposeful way. Maybe the carpenter who let go before couldn't help reporting the letter." Tired brushed off the snow on his body , "But what happened this time?"

His eyes turned to his sister, "Did you...do something?"

The object of suspicion is accurate.

My sister recruited everything at once, "Masaji had a fever today, and it looks serious. I let one go to buy medicine."

"..." Tired was a little surprised by this reason, he lowered his eyes, "Forget it, since it's because of this, I won't pursue it."

My sister smiled happily, and asked tiredly, "Why does he have a fever?"

"Scared, children's bodies are inherently fragile."

Shang Xian Er waved his fan, "Then these attacking people..."

Leaping onto the silk thread in the air, the figure turned away from the moonlight was dark and stern, "I'll solve it."

"Tired?" My sister looked up in surprise,

Tired looked down at her,

"You always make too much noise, which will affect Yazhi's rest."

***

The illness was worse than they thought.

What's more, that night, Masaharu played in the cold environment for a long time, and his immunity would be worse when he was physically tired, so Masaharu fell ill again.

But Yazhi likes to hold on, because if he gets sick, his mother will be punished, and the family will become nervous. He tries to make himself look relaxed, so the family just thinks that his illness is not good, and continues For a few days, I fed the remaining medicine brought by the ghost slayer,

They didn't pay much attention until Masaji couldn't help coughing out the itching in his throat.

"I also heard that humans can suffer from hay fever."

"The current season has already run out of flowers."

"... Masaharu, are you really alright?"

Facing his family's inquiries, Yazhi didn't know whether to shake his head or not.

But fortunately, he only coughed once or twice from time to time, and Yazhi didn't know much about his body. He always had the confidence that he could recover after a night's sleep, so the illness was put on hold, and another thing occupied him even more. mind.

Masaharu began to learn to read.

What taught him was tiredness, since Yazhi was taken away, tiredness spent more time with him obviously.

"Is this the word 'love'? Be the first to learn it?"

"Yes, remember it."

But Yazhi seems to be a little emotional, but he is still serious about learning.

Tired and narrowed his eyes, "What's the matter, why don't you want to?"

Yazhi wrote stroke by stroke, and said, "I want to learn Tired's name first."

"..."

"You want...to learn my name first?"

The sound of the last fifth is difficult and unbelievable.

"Yes, but Mom and Dad don't seem to have names." Yazhi said, "They are just Mom and Dad, brothers and sisters."

He secretly provoked the fantasy of the family, but was tired and skipped it.

"Then let's learn my name first." Lei shook his hand, "Then, we will learn your name."

Yazhi learns very fast. Even though he is tired and has no memories of the human period, he still feels that the speed is too fast. Yazhi has no other factors to attract attention, and he has a strong concentration. In the past, his daily life was eating, sleeping, chatting and teasing ants, but now Instead, studying has become the only thing he is full of energy every day.

Within two months, Yazhi was able to understand the book by himself, and this seemed to open the door to a new world.

"Are there any other types of books?" Tired of reading children's books, Yazhi began to ask, "I want to read more interesting and profound books."

With nothing else to do, a strong thirst for knowledge arose.

And the more books you read, the more you will have a new understanding of the world.

The ghosts don't realize that words are as powerful as swords, and the youngest child in their family is transforming crazily. What they don't let Yazhi know, Yazhi is looking for it openly.

What is the outside world like?

Nations, gangs, strife.

Humans, festivals, banquets.

Go to school, work, get married.

The books he collected were not carefully selected, and he didn't read very much himself. His biggest obsession was to have a family. Even the ghost king was very tolerant of him, and he didn't force him to kill more people.So knowledge is the blind spot of tiredness, and he can walk sideways if he has the power, so he doesn't care about this.

Whatever Masaji wanted, he would find it. If he couldn't find it, he ordered the weak ghost to look for it. If the weak ghost couldn't do it, he asked Twelve Ghost Moon for help.

"How did they write these books?" Yazhi asked the eldest brother, although he felt that he might not get the answer he wanted,

"Humans write nonsense." The elder brother seems to be a little stupid, and he can't even recognize the words when he mentions learning, "This kind of thing is just for entertainment. Some people write boring words to make money. "

No.

Words are inheritance.

It is the record of knowledge and the sublimation of belief.

The family members said that Yazhi seemed to be a different person during that time.

He is silent but radiant, he is closed but extremely enthusiastic, he seems to have grown up overnight, he still has a cute and playful side, but he is much calmer than before.

Yazhi piled up piles of books after reading, because of the upside-down work and rest day and night, and the poor lighting environment, he was still dissatisfied with his reading speed.

"My eyesight is not as good as that of my brothers and sisters." Yazhi once said sadly, "You all seem to be able to see things far away. When my mother was shooting birds for me, they came down with a wave, but I can see where the birds are. not."

"Because Masaharu is still a human being." Mom took the responsibility of comforting him, "Didn't you say that you are tired? Masaharu can become a ghost when he grows up. Like us, he is not afraid of illness and cold, and his senses will be transformed. Incredibly sensitive."

But looking at the mother who was covering up the lie, Masaharu asked her for the first time, "How did I get here?"

"Huh?" Mom was taken aback.

"Am I born to my mother?"

"Of course!" Mom affirmed,

"Are Mom and Dad married?"

"……Hey?"

lie.

Knowing the answer, Masaharu forced her to ask,

"Does mother love me?"

"How can you not love!" Mom raised her voice, as if it would sound more believable, "We are relatives connected by blood."

Such a sensitive topic would always cause the ghosts to overreact.They are afraid of showing their flaws, and afraid that the last five will abandon them.

"Then why—" Yazhi looked at Lei, "I am already taller than Lei, yet he is not ready to turn me into a ghost?"

That statement set off alarm bells for others.

The elder sister immediately continued, "That's because each of us has a different physical condition, and we are tired and want to become ghosts sooner, so..."

The eldest brother also said to him, "If you want to become a ghost, you can go to ask for tiredness."

Dad couldn't speak, and sat aside as a shocking display.

Masaharu's becoming a ghost has been delayed again and again.

Mom asked the reason, and said tiredly, "If he becomes a ghost, he may not remember anything."

Human beings transformed into ghosts have a high probability of death.

"I want him to be an older brother and take on the responsibility of protecting me."

or……

***

"Oh, I've been thinking about one thing recently..."

There was no emotion in Yazhi's tone, but the ghosts felt that he seemed tired when he spoke,

"If I were a ghost slayer, when I saw a human being surrounded by ghosts, would I step forward to save him? What is this? Is it the racial friendship between the same kind, or the love of social species?"

"Masaharu!" My sister said almost angrily, "Why do you make such an association? It's simply impossible! Are you going to become a demon slayer? Are you going to kill us—don't we have no love for you?" ?"

She felt the fear of being offended, the harbinger of betrayal.

They realized that although the human beings in front of them were extremely weak, what if one day they had the power to fight?

Yet they were relieved that the tiredness of sheltering them would not let that day come.

"Why are you so angry?" Yazhi said calmly, "I'm just talking about a hypothesis, which has long been impossible to establish."

That's right, it has long been impossible to establish.

***

After Masaharu turned 11, his height began to jump again.

Perhaps compared with children from ordinary families, he ate much more nutritious food, but his skin always seemed sickly pale.

Mother needs to buy new clothes every three to five times. Her hands have become much more dexterous than before. The stitches of the clothes are no longer rough and awkward, and she even starts to stir up patterns.

"Shouldn't the sleeves be wider to look good?" When she measured Yazhi's size, she seemed to feel relieved and joyful, her tone was gentle and brisk, "Does Yazhi only like spider patterns? Our family all wear the same clothes, but If Yazhi likes something else, I can do it for you too."

Is she immersed in the role of mother?

Yaji looked at her,

The ghost didn't notice anything, and was still playing with Yazhi gently, "When Mr. Tongmo came last time, I thought his clothes were beautiful, do you like camellias, I can try to sew them on the clothes. "

There was a smile on her lips, and her demeanor was gentle and calm.

"Mom...do you like camellias?" Masaharu asked in a low voice,

"Huh?" The ghost opened his eyes, as if he had never imagined it before, "I like... camellias?"

Because I like it, I can't help substituting it into the words.

"Mom has never said what she likes." Masaharu put down the arm that was easy to measure so God stretched it out, "Papa will not mention it for now, the elder brother and sister also belong to the type that needs to be taken care of, but no one asks mother's needs, mother is this The hardest person in the family."

And she has only recently begun to learn not to show her original face.

"... Masaharu?" Mom's expression was touched, and she hugged Yazhi, "It's so nice...you are such a gentle child."

This scene fell into tired eyes.

The eldest brother and sister did not dare to breathe, but they found that they were tired and did not get angry.

like……

The two of them looked at each other knowingly,

It seems that this family has become enough to breathe at some point, and even occasionally has the idea of ​​"it's good to live like this".

At the age of 12, Yazhi was still the object of everyone's care at home-because his fragile human body would not be punished, but he was no longer a child who always obeyed others.

His personality and thoughts gradually became sound, but the limitations of his family could not make this manifest.

He made a request to Lei, "I want to go to the human market, and it will be Ghost Festival in two days."

"Halloween?"

"The custom of the village below the mountain is used to worship the gods. Ordinary families will always have activities, but ghosts don't have such conditions, but humans do." Yazhi said with a casual expression, "I want to go shopping with Lei."

If you don't have money, you don't spend. It's enough to feast your eyes.

"You want to go shopping with me?" Lei Lei repeated,

"Is this hard to understand?" Yazhi found the mask he picked up earlier from the locker, "Although Tired is a ghost, except for the eyes and facial lines, he looks like an ordinary child."

He put the mask lightly on Tired's head, and Tired didn't refuse.

I don't know when it started, the roles of the two were somewhat reversed.

It seems that starting with the change of perspective, Masaharu no longer looks up to Lei, Lei seems to have become a younger brother, and Masaharu has become an older brother.The younger brother has to listen to the elder brother, and it is only natural for the elder brother to do some intimate actions.

But Masaru knew why.

Because I have grown up.

He is no longer as ignorant as a child, and he is no longer trapped in the small Natian Spider Mountain. Even if he is here, his soul does not know where to fly.He described the outside world through books, but he knew that maybe... he would never go out.

This is the shackles of love.

It is also the bond of love.

The ghost raised him clumsily, showed kindness and sincerity to him, and fulfilled his wishes carefully.

Like the Ghost Festival when I was eight years old, the festival when I was 12 years old was no less bleak than then, and it was still very lively.

Yazhi plucked up the courage to touch the crowd, and found that he didn't have the panic and fear he used to.As his viewing angle increases, everything becomes less tall. He holds tired hands and walks in the crowd like ordinary brothers.

Except for the line of sight that always falls on the body, everything else is perfect.

Yazhi put a mask on his face, "Okay, this way, others won't be able to see my skin color that is different from ordinary people."

Passers-by no longer paid attention to the brothers, and the lights illuminated everything brightly.

When Masaharu passed by someone, he smelled a strange fragrance.

The aroma was extremely inconspicuous among the aroma of food, but Masaharu paused for a moment.

He seems to be able to feel something drilled down the nasal cavity into the air duct.

"Tired, did you smell it?"

"What?" Tired replied a little slowly.

"...Probably, an illusion."

They continued to move slowly along the street, but halfway through, Tired stopped,

Yazhi looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"..."

"Suddenly proposed to go down the mountain, to the fearful and mixed environment of many people in the past, you have never thought of it like this before." Tired let go of their holding hands, "Do you want to leave?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't you want to?" Under the mask, the ghost's expression could not be distinguished, "You have changed a little recently... If you want to, why don't you turn around and leave now?"

Yaji frowned.

Is it true or false?

"I'm in a good mood today." Lei said, "The family's decision should have been supported, are you right, Yazhi?"

so weird.

Weird vibe.

Yaji felt a chill inexplicably.

"But..." Yazhi said calmly, "It has nothing to do with me not being able to leave. I look forward to the outside world, but it doesn't mean I want to leave you."

"It's all the same." Tired moved his hands under his sleeves, "I have heard people say that children will leave their parents when they grow up, and will not return like birds."

He said this with an uncomfortable tone, waiting for Masaharu's answer with an incomprehensible mood,

however--

"Yaji..."

"Jaji?"

"Cough, cough cough..." This was a familiar, ominous voice that represented serious illness.The boy in front of him suddenly bent down, and his chest trembled with his unstoppable cough. Masaharu took off the mask and covered his mouth to stop this irresistible physiological reaction.

"Masaharu? Masaharu?!"

The boy in front of him swayed unsteadily, and fell forward as if he suddenly lost his strength.

Tired subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch him. Oni's arms are so strong that even though he still looks like a child, he can easily lift Masaji horizontally.

"Masaji!" Lei raised his voice, but got no response. He saw Masaru's lips turned pale for some reason, and his eyebrows furrowed impatiently.

"... Are you sick?" This was Tired's first reaction, "Why did it happen so suddenly, it doesn't seem like... By the way, it's time to see a doctor."

Tired and shaking Masaharu, his arms were trembling, and his trembling pupils were stained with a strong color of fear.

Under the amazed eyes of everyone, he ran all the way with Yazhi in his arms, and found a medical clinic in the busiest section of the road.

Of course, the last five would not abide by the social rules of human beings. He immediately threw the thread and wrapped it around the doctor's neck, his eyes were gloomy as if he was about to bleed, "Cure him."

The doctor who threatened his life before he knew the situation came to Yazhi tremblingly. One was not enough, and Tired even threatened the other two doctors in the clinic.

The three of them gathered around Masaharu, sweating profusely from anxiety, but their respect for the patient made them extremely serious, and after watching for a long time, they didn't understand.

"Shortness of breath, is it suffocation?"

"It seems that there are still symptoms of poisoning." They listed all the possibilities they found,

"Are you allergic to something in the air?"

"Is it a blood disease?"

"Blood disease?"

"The disease brought out from the womb, his albinism is rare. I have seen it when I was studying abroad, but I have never encountered it again." The young doctor looked solemnly, "I might not get this disease in Tokyo. Better treatment, but it's just a skin disease." He gently squeezed Yazhi's wrist, "It stands to reason that the development will be slower..."

Tired and tilted his head, "Delayed development?"

"It was originally a genetic defect. His situation is very special. It seems that his vitality has been overdrawn in advance."

The doctor lifted Masaharu's collar and breathed a sigh of relief, "...he doesn't often appear in the sun, does he?"

"Occasionally recently." Tired can be said to answer every question, "Because he read in the book that he grows taller in the sun, but because it hurts too much, he often goes to the dark place after a while."

"That's right, he can't be exposed to ultraviolet light."

"What is ultraviolet light?"

The doctor explained skillfully, "It's sunlight."

"..."

The doctor said again, "I heard that there is a magic doctor in Tokyo, maybe she can know..."

Tired retracted his fingers, the doctor's neck slid down the bloodline,

"Don't get excited! I'm saving him, I'm saving him!"

"This child seems to have been ill for a long time. It was because his body suddenly couldn't hold on, or some external factors disrupted his balance, so he fell down."

Tired eyes wide open, unbelievable, "You said... what?"

***

After being in a hurry for several hours, the doctor first gave Yazhi Western medicine and infusion, but he still couldn't determine the cause of his illness, but he could conclude that,

"...he...I'm afraid he won't live to be an adult."

The air seemed to stagnate.

Masaharu on the hospital bed breathed weakly, his chest rose and fell with tenacious vitality,

Tired fingertips trembled, his lips buzzed,

"waste."

It was only two words, but Tired said it extremely coldly, the lines at the fingertips tightened accordingly,

The doctor hurriedly added, "This child must have some hidden disease, we..."

"With the current medical level, there is nothing we can do!"

Powerless?

Terminally ill?

Tired body trembling uncontrollably,

what a joke,

With a wave of his hand, the line he flung penetrated all obstacles, splitting the walls into pieces,

The smell of blood permeated the air, Tired walked to the hospital bed step by step, reached out to touch Yazhi's face,

"Looks like I'm going to turn you into a ghost earlier..."

【Black box】

Mom asked the reason, and said tiredly, "If he becomes a ghost, he may not remember anything."

"I want him to be an older brother and take on the responsibility of protecting me."

or……

Let him remain human.