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"Hey!" Fantasy! Wake up if you don't want to die! Wake up … "You're not allowed to sleep!"

Zorn began to sway again, but this time it was even more crazily. It was like pouring rain, washing everything away until there was no end of pain!

"Why are you treating me like this! Why are you looking at my eyes! You'll die, you know that! You liar, swindler, swindler! After waiting for you for thirteen years, you actually left me like this! Liar! Wake up! Otherwise, even if you go to hell, I will snatch you back! 5555555... You liar, swindler, swindler, told me to wait for you at the back door of the orphanage, but I waited for thirteen years and there was nothing. I don't know how long I've been watching you in the night sky, but I know that I've been watching you in the mortal world for thirteen years! 5555555555... "

Wood heard the sound of sobbing and the sound of demons crying? How could a demon cry?

Wasn't this a joke?

However, his head really hurt. This damned fellow was shaking with all his might. He must have had a concussion!

What thirteen years? What liar?

Mu Mu was in a daze. He was completely at a loss as he began to have a long dream …

In the dream, the sun shone brightly in the middle of a cluster of red and yellow daisies.

Two children, always sneaking out to play, were standing in the fragrant fen of the sea of flowers...

The five-year-old girl said to the seven-year-old boy, "Look, this flower is so beautiful … If you see daisies in the future, you can see me … "

The blond boy pursed his lips with disdain on his face, "You're so childish …" "How can you compare yourself to a plant …"

Through the golden sunlight, the boy's facial features were extremely handsome and elegant. He had bright golden hair, a straight nose, a pink mouth, and slightly upturned lips. His skin was tender. "She was only seven years old, but was as tall as a nine-year-old. She had the aura of a young girl. When she grew up, she would become a" disaster "for many girls.

"These flowers are blooming towards the sun, so you have to keep smiling towards the sun …"

"She's really infatuated with flowers …"

The little boy was wearing sunglasses and had his hands in his pockets, looking like he owed him a hundred and eighty thousand yuan.

"Don't you like daisies?"

The little girl pouted, her face red like honey. Her peach face was covered in a layer of moisture from her black, glass-like eyes.

"Will you forget me in the future? Tomorrow, I will dye my hair black, so that I will be like you, and others will not bully you. "

The boy was thinking of something else. His childish face revealed a rare sense of maturity.

"Well, I swear I won't forget you."

The little girl blinked her misty eyes, appearing to be very serious.

"Really?"

"Well, of course, never!"

"They all say that I was born a demon. If I were a demon, would you be with me? Will you despise me? Will you leave me?

The little boy lowered his head and kicked the stone beside him. He pretended that he did not care even if he was afraid to hear the answer.

"Even if you are a demon, I will still be with you …"

The little girl was very sincere as she swore. She was close to bravely dying with a big explosive bag in her hand!

"Why? Aren't you afraid? "

The little boy was very happy. There was a slight tremor in his excited voice …

"Because I'm so happy to be with you. "I like to play with you, hur hur …"

The little girl smiled, revealing a cute red color. Dazzling.

"Really?"

The little boy still had a face full of doubt, perhaps because he had never been said so before.

That was why his face was flushed pink. Concussive.

"Yes, I swear! Let's pull the hook. "

The little girl sincerely stuck out her pinky and wanted to hook up with him.

"Don't pull the hook, it's all a lie! "It's not like we're four or five years old now. Don't play such a small trick, that's a game only played by idiots."

The little girl had a confused expression on her face. She looked at him and grabbed her pigtail 55555 … He was really only four and a half years old.

"How about this …"

The little boy stared at her rosy cheeks, as if he had been brewing in his heart for a long time. He then moved closer to her and "bit" her.

With an unnatural blush, he laughed, "If you forget about me in the future, I'll bite you. I'll bully you, bully you, and keep on bullying you until you remember me, okay …"

"So it's like that …" "Great …"

The little girl thought for a moment. In any case, it didn't hurt to be cool like this.

At the back door of the orphanage, the two of them split up.

"Tomorrow, I'll still be here waiting for you."

The little boy looked at her and said very seriously.

"Alright."

"Well, I'll have black hair tomorrow. So we can play together. "

"Okay, wait for me here tomorrow."

With a "Pop," the little boy took another bite into her pink face.

"Remember, if you really forget about me in the future, I'll really bully you …"

"En, I swear. If I forget about you, I'll let you bully me forever …"

At that time, the little girl just wanted to bully him. It was ice-cold, itchy, and not painful at all. It was very fun.

That day, when she was about to go to the orphanage's back door to play with him, she was attacked by a group of children, because the people playing with the demons were all demons, and they were about to be rejected and beaten. From a very high place, they fell down, broke their heads, fainted, and were sent to the hospital. I lost all my memories before I was five years old.

So tomorrow and tomorrow, she would never appear at the orphanage's back door again.

After that, her relatives took her home.

Zuo En, hold her tightly in your arms, tears streaming down your face …

Bright teardrops rolled down from her golden eyes like a surging tide as she opened the door to her memories …

Starting from memory, in an orphanage.

Because they were too out of the ordinary, they were always bullied and beaten by the children of the orphanage.

He had been known as a demon since he was young, a devil, a demon …

No one dared to play with him, because he was a cursed man, abandoned by God, and those who were with him suffered and suffered and even lost their lives.

Every day, he would be riddled with scars, countless old scars and new wounds. They were like ivy that coiled around his young and tender body.

Because the orphanage had a lot of people and was in a bad mood, the orphanage forced this bad luck on him and said it was because of his bad luck!

Therefore, he only had one meal a day, and spent it half-starved.

He ate the thinnest and worst meals every day, slept on the dirtiest and worst bed, and wore the tiniest and worst clothes …

He had no parents. He had only heard from the priest that he had indirectly killed his parents because his eyes...

So he stopped asking about his parents, because his eyes had grown so full of fear and hatred for him at a very young age.

When he understood that his eyes were different from other people's eyes, he could only choose to live his life wearing sunglasses all year round. Some people said that when he was born, he scared the thirteen nurses in the hospital into unconsciousness.

He felt that in this world he belonged entirely to the darkness, living only in the shadow of infinity … Asphyxiate... Until death was abandoned by the people of the world, perhaps that was the feeling.

Until one day...

He was again surrounded and cursed by a group of children:

"Go away." Seed! You're a demon reincarnated. Species... We do not welcome you! "

A group of children pushed him to the ground, pulling at his tattered clothes. "Hiss, hiss …" The only piece of clothing was torn apart... Who knew how many feet stepped on his abdomen, or how many hands punched his weak body. Who knew how many old wounds had split open and blood flowed out … However, he had never cried out for pain, never begged for mercy, never even shed a single tear …

"That's right, that's right! "He's the incarnation of a demon. Beat him to death, beat him to death …"

There was blood, a bright red color, flowing out from the corner of his mouth like a stream … However, he continued to raise his chin proudly. The dim light from the lamp illuminated his exquisite facial lines, drawing a graceful and noble arc …

"He is also the reincarnation of a devil, he will bring disaster to us! "Everyone beat him up, beat him up …"

He could only protect his sunglasses and act like a street rat that didn't want to lose his life … Licking the wound alone...