After three rebirths, the poor kid is loved by everyone

The shrill screams of grief gradually faded away, the crowd of onlookers left one by one, and the noisy sounds gradually faded away.

The empty wasteland was filled with only two cold corpses and a skinny boy who had lost consciousness and was hanging from a tree with a rope.

The autumn wind suddenly blew, rustling the dry yellow leaves, but it could not blow away the strong smell of blood in the air.

Even though the little boy lost consciousness, he could still smell blood in the air.

Another night passed and no one dealt with the bodies on the ground.

Some people did show up, but they came to torture the little boy.

He was hung in the air, being beaten back and forth, hit with sticks, whipped with ropes, shaking and rolling.

But the little boy did not show any fear, because in his eyes there was only emptiness of despair.

Without crying or making a fuss, he just opened his empty eyes and stared blankly at a corner.

Those people didn't get the feeling they wanted and just felt bored, so they beat the little boy again before leaving in boredom.

After that, no one came anymore because they also thought the little boy was boring.

Zhao Cunxu didn't want the little boy to die like this. After all, his anger had not completely subsided, and someone had to bear his wrath.

And that person was Xiao Shiyou.

He asked someone to untie Xiao Shiyou, but did not immediately send anyone to bring Xiao Shiyou back.

Let him stay here and continue to look at the bodies of Chang Qingyue and Maomao, regardless of his life or death.

Anyway, if you are dying, ask someone to save you. If you are half dead, it doesn’t matter.

Xiaoyou stayed there for several days, without eating or drinking, and became so thin that he looked like a dead tree.

When Zhao Cunxu sent people to find him again, there were two fewer corpses and two more mounds of earth, which were the graves of Chang Qingyue and Maomao.

No one knew how that thin body dug the hole and buried them.

But no one cared, and on the day they arrived, they arrogantly destroyed the two earthen graves in front of Xiaoyou.

This time, Xiaoyou still didn't respond.

He was taken back and was still tortured and hurt, but he didn't care.

Because he knew that this time, he was really going to leave.

Finally, on a snowy night, he fell on the freezing cold snow.

This time, he rarely smiled.

Goodbye, this world...

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"Ugh--"

A sigh filled with compassion echoed throughout the empty dark space.

A beam of light was shed, and there, curled up a skinny, bruised little figure.

Suddenly, a slender figure appeared beside the small figure, with waist-length silver hair dancing in the wind, flowing elegantly.

The woman has elegant features and a beautiful appearance, but she also has a compassionate look on her face, and in contrast, a majestic and cold expression. The two appear at the same time, which is strange but not contradictory.

In his majesty, he carried an otherworldly air of an immortal, like an immortal in the sky.

She was wearing a long robe that dragged on the ground. On the glowing white brocade robe, there were dense golden runes floating, some of which were faintly black, making her look strange and mysterious.

She walked slowly to the little boy, squatted down slowly, and held him in her arms. Her every move was full of elegance.

"It was my fault, but I made you unable to get over the past. I'm sorry."

She gently held the little boy's cheek, her indifferent voice mixed with a strong sense of self-blame.

Especially when looking into the little boy's eyes, those eyes were empty and filled with despair and death.

At first glance, one can seem to see the devastated world in the little boy's heart, fragmented and full of darkness.

The woman stared at him for a long time, then sighed again, "Forget it, I will help you one last time, after that, I can only rely on you."

After saying that, the woman raised her hand slightly, and lightly touched the little boy's pale forehead with her slender fingers, and a little golden light entered.

Then, the little boy closed his eyes because of the dazzling golden light. After opening his eyes, he blinked blankly.

At this moment, the little boy's eyes quietly changed, from lifeless, to a hint of light, until his eyes were lit up by stars.

The little boy's beautiful almond-shaped eyes, like clear mountain spring water, emit little starlight under the reflection of the starry sky, which is very beautiful.

At first he was a little confused, blinking and looking at the beautiful woman who was holding him, who looked like an immortal.

Don't feel scared, and then look around.

When he tilted his head, the dark space was illuminated inch by inch by white light as his gaze followed.

However, it was still empty, but compared to before, it was no longer depressing and dark.

The little boy's curiosity about the place he was in gradually faded, and when he turned around and saw the woman, surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Ah, I know you!"

The little boy looked at her with sparkling eyes, "It's the pretty Aunt Baibai!"

"You saved An An, brought me out of the nightmare, and comforted me. I like you~~"

The little boy's cute face was full of innocence as he spoke sincere words. His dark, grape-like eyes were filled with her image.

And she listened to the little boy expressing his love for her and looked into his eyes.

The coldness in his eyes melted away in an instant, and his voice became gentle and intimate, no longer majestic and cold.

"Thank you for your love."

The little boy smiled sweetly when he heard that, but suddenly blinked in confusion, "Eh? Who is An An?"

After blurting out the name subconsciously, the little boy finally realized that something was wrong with him. He didn't even know who An An was, so why did he say An An?

it's wired?

But after asking, his head suddenly began to hurt, and tears burst out instantly.

A painful sob sounded, "Wuwuwu, why am I so sad, my head hurts, and it hurts here too, wuwuwu."

The little guy clutched his chest tightly, his eyes red, and looked at the woman blankly and helplessly.

"Wow, why, why am I so sad, I'm so sad, woooo."

Looking at the little boy crying and breaking down in her arms, the woman's eyes flashed with heartache. She hugged him tightly in her arms and comforted him.

"Don't be afraid, it will pass. When you wake up, the pain won't go away."

"Remember what I told you? Everything you have now is real, and you have to trust your family."

"Wake up, they are all waiting for you..."

As the words fell, a white light flashed before his eyes, becoming more and more dazzling, and the little boy closed his eyes because of the glare.

When he opened his eyes again, he was back in a familiar place.

It is a home full of happiness, joy and warmth.

And the little boy, Feng Shiyou, remembered everything.

He thought of his family who had saved him and pulled him back from the devastated world.

The family that gave him a happy and beautiful life, the family that accompanied him as he grew up, tolerated him, and doted on him.

I - Feng Shiyou is back home.

Feng Shiyou blinked his dry eyes, looked at his family members surrounding the bed, and smiled happily.

But the tears couldn't wait to flow out, he knew that they were tears of happiness, he thought, they should be sweet.

Looking at the little boy who was laughing and crying at the same time, Yu Jingshu and the others just thought that he was still sad. Seeing that he was still scared in the face of so many of them, they suddenly became at a loss as to what to do.

It was as if he didn’t see the little boy’s smile.