Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 1035 Memories, Plum Blossom Brand

Han Wu touched the old plum blossom mark and felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, including the illusion of being separated from another world, and the sincere joy that he was able to confirm her identity because of this scar.

Soon he fell into deep thought.

In the spring when I was seven years old.

The grass grows, orioles fly, the spring breeze is warm and dry, and the sun shines warmly on people.

There is a vast lawn in Xidu, where several well-dressed children gather together.

Laughter echoed in the air.

There is a solitary but healthy pear tree in the middle of the lawn. I heard that this pear tree was planted by Mrs. Yan herself.

Whenever spring arrives, white flowers hang all over the branches.

When the breeze blows, white petals fly everywhere.

However, on this day, Xiao Hanwu was lying on the knot between the three branches of the tree and fell asleep.

If it weren't for the loud laughter, he might have slept like this for three days and three nights.

Because of the noise, he frowned irritably. Seeing that the laughter didn't stop, he impatiently raised an eyelid and vaguely saw groups of children pushing and shoving under the gaps between the white petals. Holding another child.

The child was dressed in old and dirty clothes, and his black hair was short and uneven, as if someone had cut it short roughly with scissors.

Seeing Xiaohan, you couldn't help but feel disgusted.

He watched everything under the tree silently.

I only saw that the child was like a piece of wood and couldn't even resist, especially the face covered with dark red blood scabs didn't even have an expression.

Xiao Hanwu, who planned to watch indifferently, was very disdainful of this kind of behavior that did not know how to resist, but as soon as he saw the child's face clearly, he was attracted to him unknowingly.

Won't you resist?

It's so ugly!
Xiao Hanbu thought this in his mind, and saw a little girl in a white tutu surrounded by children evilly taking out a metal container from her bag.

In addition, there is a toy vegetable clip.

"Hold her, don't let her move." The little girl's clear and melodious voice revealed a hint of coquettishness.

As soon as these words came out, the boys immediately grabbed the child.

Since the child didn't resist, there was little effort on their part. At this time, Xiao Hanwu had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, and was still looking at everything under the tree with an expression of interest.

When I saw the little girl in a tutu skirt using a toy vegetable tong to pick out a piece of carbon with a plum blossom pattern from a metal container, my heart suddenly tightened.

The little girl in the tutu had a face like a little angel. Just as she walked towards the child with a sweet smile, Han Wu felt that there was a devil growing out of that angelic face.

Without hesitation, he jumped from the tree.

In no mood. He suddenly fell from the sky, scaring the children into screaming.

Xiaohan didn't have time to tell them to shut up, and walked straight towards the little girl in the tutu skirt, only to find that she was surprisingly calm. In the chaos, she could still insist on pointing the burnt plum blossom charcoal towards the unknown boy. The female child walked away.

The lotus-like arm was raised, aiming at the child's face.

At this moment, the spring breeze picked up again, and the white petals fell.

The plum blossom charcoal was blown by the wind, and the red core burned in the white carbon layer.

If this carbon is printed on the face, it will be disfigured. Such a young child actually has such vicious thoughts.

With a sharp look in his eyes, Xiaohan walked a few steps quickly and raised his hand, just like knocking off the little girl's tutu skirt.

But it was too late.

The plum blossom charcoal was firmly clamped by the little girl in the tutu skirt. When he took action, although it was not burned on the face, it was burned on the inner arm of the child who could not tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

"Zi——" a sound.

Immediately, plum blossom carbon fell to the ground.

The child reacted surprisingly quietly, neither crying nor fussing, but his little face turned pale for a moment, either due to severe pain or fright.

Xiaohan was really angry this time. Without saying a word, he pushed down the little girl in the tutu and beat up the other children who were helping him. He beat them until they cried like ghosts and howls, and finally ran away crying.

After driving those children away, Xiao Hanwu took a serious look at the child in front of him, who was neither male nor female, and had no good skin on his body.

He refused to admit that the impulse just now was for her.

I originally wanted to just snort and leave, but I still stayed after seeing her eyes that were as clear as lake water but with a hint of coldness.

He likes her silence, dolls can't talk, and at the same time, there is no real person, so he doesn't like any toys.

However, the one in front of him seems to completely satisfy his fantasy...
(End of this chapter)