Disillusionment

People really do not have a long memory, and when the scar is healed, the pain will be forgotten.Human nature, dignity, edges and corners will all be slowly worn away by time.Just like now, even if you are tied up and beaten every now and then, kneeling and hanging up, being pinched and poured medicine on your chin, stretched out and injected with strange experimental fluids, once the incident is over, the wound will not feel so real Afterwards, Ji Wanran will be at ease again, doing whatever he should do as if nothing happened.

One day the family suddenly heard the cry of a baby, his younger brother was born, and the family regained its former vitality. Ji Weixin was very happy, and surrounded the child all day long, but Ji Sui was left out in the cold.

That's fine, except, haven't seen the light for a long time.

It's cold... really.So cold, so cold.

Vampires can't feel the cold, but in this dark, sunless, timeless, and soundless claustrophobic space, Ji Sui, who was born as a human, instinctively feels the cold, as cold as a corpse dug up by an avalanche Surrounded by the same, gloomy and chills down one's spine.

In the past, he was the most afraid of the dark, and he even had to light a small desk lamp when he was sleeping. Whenever there was a power outage, he would shrink into the arms of his parents, relying on the warmth squeezed from them to make him feel at ease and not be afraid.At that time, they would still comfort him softly, until he put down his guard and slowly fell into a sweet dreamland.

Since when are you not afraid?Maybe after becoming a vampire.Because since then he doesn't need to try to fall asleep by himself, because Ji Weixin uses various methods to help him lose consciousness every day. This method is very useful, even if it is the next day, or a few days later, Ji Weixin wakes up from a coma They don't even remember what kind of struggle they had before and how long it took to fall asleep.

But now that Ji Wei's heart is gone, he has to fall asleep on his own again. He thought he was used to the darkness, but when it really came to this time, he found that everything was still the same.

He was still, so scared.

After a long time, Ji Sui would even morbidly look forward to Ji Weixin's patronage. Although he was bruised all over his body every time, he could see the faint light, breathe the outside air the moment he opened the door, and see like a human being. Breathe like a human.He can talk and listen to people.But now he is alone, shut up in this place with nothing, no light, no air, no talk to him.Even the books left to him have been turned over and over again, covered with bloody handprints.

Fortunately, he had a new thought not long after.Someone came to see him.

With a son, there is a goal to strive for, so Ji Weixin began to work harder, and when Han Ruoxi was able to take care of herself, Ji Weixin went out and worked hard all day with peace of mind.Only then did Han Ruoxi have the opportunity to sneak a look at the dungeon.Han Ruoxi herself was also a blood hunter, so it was not a problem to open a mere secret door.Whenever Ji Weixin was going out to work for a long time, Han Ruoxi would sneak down to take a look at Ji Sui with snacks and a new book, and tell him what interesting things happened to the friends around him.Once Han Ruoxi even hugged Ji Sui's younger brother who was less than half a year old.

The dungeon was so gloomy and humid, and the child was so young and fragile, Ji Sui was extremely nervous, fearing that the yin energy would hurt the little life.Han Ruoxi stuffed the child into Ji Sui's arms nonchalantly.Ji Sui nervously wiped off the blood from his hands on his shirt, and carefully hugged the child to his chest.The child was actually very obedient, neither crying nor fussing, his tender and tender face pressed against Ji Sui's cold chest, looking at his brother with big black grape-like eyes, grinning happily.

"what's your name?"

Ji Sulian spoke in a soft voice, for fear of scaring this pink and jade-carved doll.

"Ji Ze, the gentle and lustrous Ze. I want him to be like you, friendly, generous and gentle."

"Ozawa..."

Ji Sui smiled lightly.

It sounds so good.

What puzzled Ji Weixin was that he didn't know when, every time he tortured Ji Sui, Ji Sui stopped shouting.He always stuffed something into his mouth in advance to prevent himself from making a sound. Even if he was not prepared, Ji Sui would bite his lower lip with his fangs. When it hurts, it makes a few low moans.

As long as you don't disturb your mother and younger brother, everything is fine.

Once a person has sustenance, he is not afraid of anything.

But this sustenance is very fragile, and it will be broken with a light touch.

That day he was woken up by the heart-piercing cry of the baby.

It was very noisy outside, the sound of chaotic fighting filled the whole house, Ji Sui had no idea what was going on, but judging from the sound, Ji Weixin was not at home, there were several high-level vampires in the room, and Han Ruoxi was dealing with these things alone.

Han Ruoxi was obviously overwhelmed.

If you escape without permission, you will definitely be punished severely, but you can't control that much.

As soon as Ji Sui gritted his teeth, he removed the thumb of his right hand with a little force from his left hand. The thumb hung loosely on his hand, and the shackles were easily removed, and he put his joints back together again. The whole movement was done in one go, Ji Sui Sui didn't even frown.

But even so, Han Ruoxi couldn't make it long enough for him to come to support her.

"do not want!"

There was blood all over the body.

"Xiao Sui... help me, take care of your brother..."

"mom!"

Ji Sui blushed for the first time.Tears blurred his vision, he couldn't see them clearly, but rushed towards them with the breath of the vampire.There are many opponents, and they are all nobles, but Ji Sui is not a vegetarian. Even if he is a high-level vampire who is imprisoned in a dungeon and tortured, Ji Sui is also a high-level vampire, the highest existence among vampires.

When the last vampire was reduced to ashes, Ji Sui also fell heavily to the ground, but he smiled in relief when he heard the crying of the baby not far away.He knew he made it, and he protected him.

However, he did not protect his mother after all.

His hair was covered with blood and sand, one ear was chopped off, both eyes were blinded by sharp claws, the bridge of his nose was crooked, several teeth were knocked out, his nose and mouth were full of blood, his neck An artery had been slashed, one arm was dislocated, the other was chopped off from the shoulder, a hole had been gouged through the heart, and paint was painted all over the body.

But what are these worth?

He would rather endure a hundred times more pain than for Han Ruoxi to die and come back to life.

For a long time, for a long time, Ji Sui waited for a long time, but Ji Weixin has not come back yet.The younger brother didn't know whether it was because he was hungry or because he was frightened, so he kept crying. Ji Sui wanted to coax him, but he didn't have the strength to stand up.

When will father come back?

He didn't know when he fell asleep.

Ji Weixin didn't know what words to describe Ji Weixin's expression when she returned home.

"Nizi...Nizi!"

Ji Weixin picked up the vase on the shelf and greeted Ji Sui on his face.

"She's your mother! She protects you so much! How can you do it!"

Ji Weixin cried hysterically.

no!not like this!I didn't kill it!

Ji Sui wanted to explain, but [-] words came up all at once, stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything in the end.

"Nizi! Nizi! Nizi!"

Ji Weixin grabbed Ji Sui's hair and dragged him into the dungeon.

Entrusting the youngest son to the neighbor, Ji Weixin locked the door of the dungeon with red eyes in his toolbox.

Three days and three nights, three days and three nights of torture without sleep.

Ji Weixin cut out Ji Sui's internal organs with a knife and forced him to eat them, and then forcibly poured human blood into him to restore him to life.He put the red-hot coals on Ji Sui's eyes, pulled out his teeth one by one with pliers, pulled off the nails of his ten fingers, cut off his fingers joint by joint, and cut off his fingers one by one. Ten kinds of torture medicines were all pierced through the aorta, electrifying his whole body.All available punishments were used, but Ji Weixin still felt a bad breath in his chest.

If you can't destroy a person physically, destroy it mentally.

Ji Sui didn't say a word for three whole days, but when Ji Weixin stripped his clothes and took him out, Ji Sui still begged for mercy.

"Dad, please, it's fine at home, please don't do this!"

"Shut up! You bastard! What kind of clothes do bastards need!"

Ji Sui was chained and dragged to the Blood Hunting Association.

Those familiar faces were the fathers of his former playmates, each of whom he could name.But they didn't know him anymore. In just one year, Ji Suishou lost his appearance and seldom smiled. He was no longer that sunny boy. It corresponds to the rookie of Ji's family back then.

"Look at this pretty face, this skin," Ji Weixin pinched Ji Sui's chin and pointed at those men, "You can play whatever you want today, don't worry, you won't die."

Ji Sui's tears slipped down without disappointment, and fell on the belts that those men had untied.

Ji Sui no longer remembers how many people have been raped, nor how many tricks he has been tried.All he knows is that they will insert it without hesitation as long as they can insert it, and they will insert it if they can't insert it.Organs, whether they're used for that kind of thing or not, are filled with fluids from all kinds of people at all times.

He is very obedient and has been trained to be a slave who knows all kinds of moves. Whenever someone comes, he will take good care of him without any resistance. If someone wants to listen to him, he will call. If someone wants to hear him cry, he will cry. , but he hasn't spoken for a long time, the faint light in his eyes has disappeared, and he is now like a puppet doll, without emotion or thinking.

Silver spikes were driven into his limbs, and he was shackled with heavy shackles.The spikes pierced through his tendons, causing him to lie limp on the ground, and there was no need to worry that he would run away.However, even without these things, he would not have escaped.

His heart is already dead.