ran away, ran away again...

Even with him by his side as a guarantee, the girl named Yugali still couldn't have the courage to resist her family.

The gesture of fleeing like a frightened bird in the forest was pitiful and helpless, Akashi Seijuro held the phone silently, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At this moment, even if it is lost, it will not help. The young man put all his emotions into the bottom of his heart neatly, and when he raised his head again, there was only peace in the dark golden eyes looking at the housekeeper.

"Please lead the way."

Leaving the luxurious European-style reception hall, passing through a crimson rose garden, what caught the boy's eyes was a Gothic-style red-tiled building covered in dark green vines. The luxuriant creepers were not pruned. Like a monster, it swallowed the house wantonly and crazily with its tentacles, leaving only some mottled dark red walls and dark fences, like a small villa in a fairy tale forest. The exquisite retro style is so beautiful that it makes people feel creepy.

It was Yugali Qingpu’s childhood residence, covered with camel yellow plush carpets, cute teddy bear wallpapers, sweet and moving portraits of children hanging on one side, and standing in front of his mother’s photo on the side of the long corridor for a long time See.

The girl and her crazy grandmother live together here, and the two people's bedroom has only a thin wall. At night, the child listens to the grandmother's low sleep talk, and is often unable to fall asleep due to fear.

Most of the dolls in her playroom were old and worn out. When she was sick, her grandmother chopped them up with scissors, and asked the maid to sew a few stitches casually, and then threw them there casually.

In other places, the decorations have a strong religious atmosphere. When she walked, she was frightened, and she didn't know what curse mark suddenly appeared at the corner, burning her body.

……

There are too many, too many, every room retains the original appearance, and every position remembers the painful memory of the girl, awakening the fear of Eucalyptus over and over again, and also whispering to this new visitor He whispered something softly, and displayed the bloody pictures in front of his eyes in aggrieved manner.

She was used to the wound at first, but later she found her name as Eucalyptus, learned what some people should look like, and recovered the pain, so she cried and cried out to her brother in aggrieved pain.

But the young boy can't do anything about it, he can't take her away from Qingpu's house, he can only try to reduce the time for her to go back.

Not much has changed.

Only taught her the taste of disappointment and pain.

So, later on, when Eucalyptus's child came back from her hometown, she was always smiling. She shared with her elder brother the funny stories told by her mother, or the stern teachings of her grandmother. hiding.

It all feels so painful, so hard.After coming to this deep house in person and finally understanding the depth of the pain his sister was suffering, a huge anger surged from the bottom of the boy's heart, and he had to clenched his fists tightly to hold back the off-track emotions.

Akashi Seijuro looked up at the old man in front of him—the haggard lady was thin and old, like a ghost, like a phantom, extremely light in weight, and when she sat on the soft sofa, the leather under her body didn't even wrinkle.

"This is the first time I have invited Seijuro to this house, right?"

Mrs. Qing Pu has long silver hair, tied neatly behind her head, wearing a deep red fringed shawl, with her hands folded on her lap, like an ordinary lady next door chatting with her grandson, smiling Kind and warm.

"Although it sounds a bit foreign, this is the private memory of me and that child, and I don't like to entertain people."

"...But you suddenly made an interesting request to me, which really scared the old man." She covered her lips with her palm, looked at Akashi to the side, and teased.

"I thought the child liked me the most and would always be with me."

"But the child will leave the family one day."

The boy wanted to take his sister away from that nightmare.

Since he was the one who taught her a little bit of human happiness, it was his responsibility to maintain this happiness.

……

"I grew up with her, and I want to continue to take care of her life in the future."

Facing the ridicule from the elders, the young man's face was as calm as water, and his golden red eyes were rarely disturbed even when he spoke love words. When he talked about his future plans, he was extremely cautious, and his meticulous words made people hard to find. Something went wrong.

The old man lowered her eyes. While the young man was speaking, her face showed an extremely boring numbness. Without saying a word, she opened the pocket watch she carried with her dry fingers. The old man stared at the photo of his daughter inside for a long time.

"It's great. Eucalyptus and her mother are like this. They both left me and went to school in Ikebukuro. But this child is different. She will marry you and be happier..."

"It's as if the regrets of the past have been made up for. It sounds really gratifying." She stroked the outline of her beloved daughter, watching obsessively, and her voice was surprisingly gentle.

So far, the request from Akashi seems to have been affirmed by the old man.

And the next second, Mrs. Kiyoura raised her head and stared at Akashi, she was still smiling, fondly and tenderly recalling the warm memories of the past, but those eyes deeply embedded in her face were quietly looking at the golden red eyes of the young man , that gaze was like a pair of invisible arms, cold and pale, indifferently touching the most secret place in his heart.

"Like your mother Shiori, you are also a gentle child..."

"She came to our house to play. She is a good girl. She is gentle and laughs. She must love you more than anyone else."

"It's a pity that she only taught you for five years, and Zhengchen will accompany you next."

Qingpu's smile continued to widen and deepen, the sharp corners of his mouth separated the accumulated wrinkles on his face, a hole was opened in the disguised skin, and the black malice slowly flowed out from the gap.

"The child, tell me, do you think your father loves you?"

"And what is love that your parents taught you?"

The woman's words hurt the child who was left in the world by the mother, and made the boy with different eyes take a breath. He calmly narrated that the father's love is like a mountain, and a qualified educator should not reveal his feelings easily.

And love, love is...

Kiyoura listened intently to Akashi's words, seeing his condensed expression agitated in her mocking gaze, her interest rose sharply as she questioned one after another, at the end a sharp and pleasant laugh rushed out of her wet throat, she was excited He even trembled when he spoke.

"Good boy, good boy, you are such a gentle and good boy." She patted the armrest of the sofa vigorously, laughing until she shed tears.

"You, like me, will definitely make Eucalyptus, my child happy."

The words of the monster-like old man and the crazy laughter are so absurd, like the most vicious curse, mercilessly mocking the marriage that was made today.

Who stipulated that parents must love their children?

Too short, too short, the teenager only got the tenderness of his mother for five years, learned some fur, and gave that little warmth to his best friend and his cherished sister.But then, if you are not loved, you cannot love others. If you have not been treated gently, you will not know how to take care of others tenderly. If you are full of incomplete things, how can you truly love others?

It's just a little fear and a little stimulation that can make the boy hide in the dark of his heart, and fabricate a stronger self to face this disturbing world.

Even if it is said to be extreme, it doesn't matter if it is said to be extreme, the boy still needs a more determined, stronger self who can control everything and constantly pursue victory, so as to protect everything he values...

……

All things came to an end temporarily after this conversation, and it was getting late, so Akashi Seijuro was arranged to live in this hut. With Mrs. Kiyoura's acquiescence, he walked into Yugali's bedroom.

The girl had a small window. When she opened the heavy red curtain, the first thing she saw was a rose-shaped silver fence that covered the window frame. The cage was tightly closed and could not be opened without a key. If the little vampire wanted to Pushing open the glass for air can only stretch out the arm through the small gap, and the pain of burning is inevitable.

The poor caged bird often stood in front of the window in a daze when he was young, looking at the huge moon and the beautiful flowers sprinkled with silver light. No one can understand the feeling in his heart.

Walking into the bright moonlight from the silent darkness, Akashi was also in front of that window at this time, he took out his mobile phone and connected the previously interrupted call again.

He listened to the words of the younger sister, quietly, and carefully, as if he would be engraved into the depths of his heart with full attention, and there were many things in his mind, as if——

you will marry me.

I'm going to take you away.

You won't be in pain and you won't cry anymore.

Although Mrs. Qingpu's words disgusted him and made him feel a little shaken, the boy still firmly believed that when he faced his sister, the soft and warm mood was not fake, those were his real feelings, his own. desire.

"Brother is fine, I said I would protect you."

When the young man said these words, his eyes were no longer of a different color, but were filled with the most gentle crimson.

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