[Hunter] Song Andante

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Related to Cantabile Andante

When good bamboo shoots meet bad bamboo shoots, give Kasumi

00

Charles.Li, 11 years old, male, is very distressed now.

The neighbors said he was literally the cutest and brightest kid in town, and he always thought so.But all cute children seem to be prone to some dangers. Before Shire's mother moved, the time interval was quite short, and she often moved away before encountering danger. This time, the interval was a little longer, so danger came to her.

Let's review the plot first.The thing is like this, he had just finished school two hours ago, and he was entrusted by his mother to take the money and go out to help her buy things, and something went wrong when he bought something.

On this day, two outsiders came to the town from afar, a man and a woman.

The location of the town that Shire and his mother chose is not remote, and although it is a distance from the big city, it is not too far. Most passers-by will skip this small town and go straight to the next city instead of settling here.Generally speaking, it is a small town with no outsiders.

In short, this man and woman were so unfortunate that he met them.The woman was wearing a purple ponytail, and the man was wearing a black ponytail. When the man saw him, he was taken aback for a moment. After turning around and talking to the woman, the woman said, "Take it and show it to the leader." .”

-- and he was taken away.

Shire's mother would occasionally sigh to him——mother was born with a disaster physique, and she was destined not to live in the same place for too long, so Shire had to be implicated.

Charles did not understand the meaning of this sentence before, but now Charles understands.

After finally waiting for his feet to touch the ground, the old and simple town in front of him turned into a dilapidated house with flying sand and rocks. He was taken into the dilapidated house, and the man told him to find a place to wait for the leader to come back. Just don't leave here.

Charles first looked at the dilapidated house carefully from the inside, but after looking at it for a long time, he could only find two less negative adjectives, "well-lit" and "well-ventilated" from the thesaurus.

After looking around, he found a low stone slab and sat down, hoping that the leader they were talking about would appear soon.

For one thing, although there was a hole right above the location he chose, it couldn't guarantee that the gravel wouldn't crush him when the dilapidated house collapsed.

If it hurts, mom will worry.

Secondly, although he was not tied up, threatened or questioned, objectively speaking, he was kidnapped.

If I don't go back on time, my mother will worry too.

Mother was worried anyway, and Charles was troubled.

Looking around at the abandoned house, it doesn't look like there is a phone, and there is no mobile phone on the person--you should ask the owner to leave a message for your mother before you leave, or at least ask to go home and inform your mother before being taken away.

But the latter idea was dismissed as soon as it came up.

His intuition told Charles that it would definitely not be a good thing for this group of people to meet their mother directly.

In the same way, it can be proved that it is not a good thing to let this group of people know the contact number at home.

So the idea of ​​borrowing a mobile phone from a certain person was also dismissed.

The mother in Shire's mind is a woman who looks optimistic and strong, but is actually still very weak.The former is used when facing others, while the latter is used in younger memories.

A woman raised her child alone, but the most common thing she sees on her face is a smile that looks like she owns the whole world. Sometimes Charles' mother can't hold back her smile, and she will suddenly hug Charles when she was a child, and Charles' shoulder Slowly moisten one piece.

After waiting for a while, my mother would touch Shire's head and say with a smile: I only have Shire left.

——You are my sky, so you are called Ciel.

Charles hugged his mother back even harder.Mom, you are wrong, you are the sky of Shire.

So he was more distressed.Because I didn't go back on time, the sky might rain, and my mother might be so worried that she would cry.

It is an occasional impulse to want to see my mother cry for me. Crying is a cherished expression, but most of the time I don't want to see tears at all.

When I saw the tears, I felt like my own sins, one by one were heavy, dragging him into the sea.

After waiting for a short period of time, someone finally came in from the broken house. Charles was full of expectations that the person who would come would be the leader they said. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a not-so-tall man in black with long, slender golden eyes. nailed to him.

"...It's quite rare, where did you find it?"

Charles was still full of anticipation.

"It looks like the leader, right? I brought it here when I saw it."

Then the expectations were shattered.

No matter how he looked at it, Charles couldn't see any resemblance between himself and the man in black in front of him, so he continued to be depressed.

"Leader's words," the golden eyes moved away from him, "I went to the library in the morning."

Hearing that Charles looked up at the sky, the library should be closing soon.

Charles was not mistaken, the library was indeed closed, because the person called the head appeared after more than 20 minutes.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker with white fringe on the collar and cuffs. When he entered the door, he had a heavy presence. Several people greeted him and said, "Commander."

The "head" noticed that there was a stranger in this dilapidated house, who was very eye-catching, turned his head, and black eyes swept towards him faintly.

The moment Ciel saw that face clearly, he probably understood everything.

——This person is probably his father.

01

The word "father" has never been a suitable topic of discussion at home.

Of course, I didn't want to avoid anything specifically, but I was curious occasionally when I was a child, but I didn't think it was necessary, and I naturally felt it was even more unnecessary when I grew up.In fact, Shire's mother would sometimes stare at his face left and right, half sighing and half jokingly saying:

"Why is it that I was born and raised, but it looks so like another one..." Then he sighed and pinched his face, "Forget it, at least the eyes and eyebrows are like mine."

Of course, every child still has a moment when he is curious about his father. When Charles rarely asks his mother, the other party usually shows a bit distressed expression. At first, Charles thought it was a taboo that could not be mentioned to his mother. Before changing the subject, his mother stopped him.

"Well, it's not impossible to talk about it. It's just..." Mom looked very embarrassed, "It seems wrong to slander the father in front of the children, but I can't think of any good points about that guy other than his face."

Charles is black.

Then he thought about it, and felt that since he was someone his mother could accept and give birth to, it shouldn't be too bad, so he asked his mother to say it all at once without being polite.

Then my mother said.

"If you want to talk, he is very lazy. He likes to read books and collect interesting and novel things, but he has poor taste in clothes, not ordinary bad. It's fine if he likes to stab spiders on his subordinates, but he stabbed a cross on his forehead. Is he an idiot? Stabbing in that position is like telling the sniper, "Aim and go here."

Charles felt that his mother must have thousands of complaints about this "father" he had never met before. In fact, he was right, because the content of the following statements became more and more excessive.

"The character value is very low. Living in the world is creating chaos for the society. In order to achieve the goal, it will use any means. It has a strong desire to monopolize. It will never allow others to take a share of its own things. It has a very bad personality. Not only is it crazy but also Tendency to drag others along with the neurotics—no merits other than that face, which is ruined by his bad taste!"

At this point, my mother stopped, and then looked at Shire with a sad face and said: "That guy is the most extreme scum, the purest pathology, the actual example of human face and animal heart, the highest follower of death for those who stand in my way, a bastard who loves the new and dislikes the old— - Charles, you must not imitate him."

As for what the mother said now, "the most extreme scum, the purest pathology, the practical example of human face and animal heart, the highest follower who stands in my way, the bastard who loves the new and dislikes the old" is standing in front of him, looking him up and down.

"Who brought this?" he said.

"I." The black ponytail raised his hand and surrendered, "I thought it was strange, so I brought it back to show to the leader."

"Hmm..." "Leader" looked at him silently, without saying a word.

Charles looked at the man he might call "father" expressionlessly with his head propped up. ——Leaving aside other places, but at least for now, it seems that "human face and animal heart" should be described quite accurately.

He looks very similar to Shire, and Shire can guess that he should grow into this kind of character 20 years later, the only difference is the color of the eyes and the shape of the eyebrows - Shire's eyes are the same amber as his mother's of.Of course, from the point of view of time, it should be said that Shire looks very similar to him.

Oh, and the taste is really as bad as mom said. ——Charle saw the tattoo on the forehead of "Leader".

The "Team Leader" sized him up for a while, "Where's the child's mother?"

The black pony tail scratched his head, "I didn't see it. - Does the leader have any impression?"

"no."

So Charles marked the word "scum" on the head of the "leader".

"Hey kid, who is your mother?"

Charles directly looked up at the ceiling in shame, not wanting to answer.

"answer my question."

Charles continued to look at the sky, the sky was still clear, but there were some clouds floating around, slowly turning overcast.

"Want to help?" The golden-eyed man sneered, but the black horse's tail said angrily "No!", and then a strong sense of oppression came from the direction of the black horse's tail, and Charles finally looked away from the sky To the "head", and then speak:

"You don't care at all."

"It doesn't matter." The "leader" said, "It's just that my companion is curious."

The strong sense of oppression made Charles almost suffocate, and cold sweat slowly soaked his back. As long as he answered his mother's question, the matter could be temporarily stopped, but he didn't want to give in at all.