Song of Light and Shadow

"Don't come near me! You dirty bastard! Why do you have blond hair? Why do you have to look exactly like that guy! Get off, get off!"

The hysterical roar echoed in the not-so-large residential building, causing many permanent residents to make dissatisfied voices, but they were all discussing in a low voice, with disgust on their faces, not very publicized.

"I heard that she got pregnant with a foreigner's child and was abandoned."

"A woman who wanted sugar daddy and ended up getting nothing."

"Hey, until now, I heard that she met that man in Yoshiwara before."

"Eh? No way! It's so dirty! It's disgusting to be someone who does that kind of work."

"That's why it's so bad for that child, because you can't just bring a man home with a child."

"That's right."

"It's disgusting."

The whispered conversation froze the moment the roaring door was opened, and then a thin figure was pushed out of the door.

Wearing a thin white sweater and shorts that seemed to only cost a few hundred yen, her short golden hair, which should have been dazzling like sunlight, was now messy like weeds.She was delicate and could even be said to be very beautiful, but there were scars on her face that looked like she had been violently treated, and the bruises at the corners of her eyes and mouth had turned purple.There are also large and small scars and bruises on the exposed arms and legs, but it seems that they are not just the marks of beatings with hands or feet, but also some marks of being hit by things like small stones.

Generally, if a child is treated like this, he would probably start crying or knocking on the door, begging his mother to open the door, but the little blond boy looked at the closed door with a smile on his face and turned around quietly. Turning around, he looked at the neighbors who had some disgust but had to hide it, and said in a crisp voice with a hearty smile: "It's really troublesome for you. Mom drank more wine, so the voice is a little louder .Please don’t be angry with the beautiful aunts.”

Seeing such a beautiful face that one couldn't help but want to kiss, the neighbors who originally had contemptuous expressions all smiled awkwardly, said nothing, and scattered away. He bought some delicious candies and snacks and delivered them to the little boy, and he said sympathetically, "It's so pitiful" and "How can there be such a mother".But the little boy just took the things with a smile, said thank you earnestly, and said no more.

Time passed slowly from evening to midnight.The little boy was just sitting at the door, placing a bunch of 'gifts' received beside him, leaning against the dirty rusty railing, quietly waiting for the door in front of him to open.

The lights of the whole building probably disappeared, but the little boy still waited quietly with a smile on his face.The luster of the blond hair still shone faintly in the night, but the little boy didn't have the slightest thought of straightening out his messy hair.

About half an hour later, the door in front of him was suddenly slammed open, and a woman who could be said to be astonishingly beautiful rushed out from the inside.

"Ryota! Ryota! Mom is wrong! Mom is wrong..."

The woman quickly hugged the little boy, hugged him pitifully, and kissed his hair lightly, the big teardrops rolled down and dripped on the little boy's skin, and slipped into the undershirt along the beautiful collarbone .

"Well, mom doesn't cry. I'm not angry with mom." The little boy stretched out his small hand to caress the woman's beautiful long black hair, and said in a vigorous voice, "Lyota likes mom the most, so, I won’t be angry with my mother. My mother should always like Ryota.”

"Mm, um...it's mom who's sorry for you... Ryota...my Ryota..." The woman stood up holding the trembling body of the little boy, turned around and walked into the room, closing the door gently.

However, within a few days, just as the little boy bowed his head and walked slowly towards his home amid the ridicule of another group of children, he suddenly found that the downstairs of the tube where he lived was occupied by many black cars that looked like they could be exchanged for money to eat high-quality beef for a lifetime. Surrounded by crowds, many tall men in suits and sunglasses were guarding the door of his house.

Somewhat at a loss, the little boy hesitated in front of the tube building.

"Hey, hey! Kise's mother is a broken shoe!"

"It seems that I found a rich man again this time. My mother said that Kise's mother likes to be a rich man's lover the most. Kise is a fool!"

"The oil bottle! The oil bottle! The oil bottle! The oil bottle..."

I have long been used to the cynicism and sarcasm of the people around me, I have already finished crying what should be cried, and what should be scolded has already been scolded, and the rest can only be smiled and waited...

The little boy walked back home with a smile and silence, and stood in front of the black-clothed men blocking the door amidst the neighbors' murmurs, and said loudly, "Sorry, this is my home. What can I do for you? "

The men in black looked at the little boy and nodded to each other. One of them turned and entered the room, then walked out again, bringing the little boy in.The little boy was a little strange, but he didn't say anything, and entered the house obediently.I saw a foreign woman wearing high-end clothing and an old man wearing a high-end men's kimono, who was obviously a foreigner, sitting on the sofa, and his mother was standing opposite him.

"I'm back." The little boy walked up to the hesitant mother, took his mother's hand and asked with a smile, "Who is this person?"

The moment she saw the little boy, tears welled up in the woman's eyes, and she suddenly knelt down in front of the old man and the foreign woman and said, "I don't want anything, I can't give Ryota to you. He is my child!"

"I'm not here to ask your opinion, but to inform you. We will take the child away. He has the blood of our Huang Lai family, and he will inherit the title in the future. Although the blood of the mother's side is relatively low, it cannot kill him. The fact that we are the only heirs of the Kise family. Although we emigrated from France to Japan, we are only French living in Japan. The surname Kise is used for convenience. The child's full name is Armand Leon De Louis (amand··de·louis). It would be better for the child if you are more sensible and give the child to us." The old man's tone was very serious, with irrefutable force.

"No, I don't want it!" However, the mother who held the little boy tightly objected extremely firmly, "I will take care of Ryota, he is the only one I can miss him! You take him away from me If that's not enough, do you want to take Ryota away?!"

"I advise you to be more clear." This time it was the elegant woman who said, "It is a gift to him to let a child with such dirty blood enter Kise's house. He can receive an elite education and live a high-society life. It's much better than staying in this kind of place. If you really want your child, give him to us."

"You're just using Ryota! You don't love him at all! I won't agree, absolutely not!" The woman shook her head vigorously, without giving in a single step.

The little boy stayed quietly in his mother's arms and looked at the foreigner in front of him, with a bright smile on his face.

Only then did the old man notice the little boy, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Boy, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, it's just a smile." The little boy said calmly.

The old man looked at the little boy inquisitively, and suddenly showed a satisfied smile. He stroked the goatee, and said to the woman kneeling on the ground, "You have raised this child well, and I will give you more compensation."

"No! Don't take Ryota away!" The woman panicked and wanted to hide the little boy, but there was nowhere to hide.

The old man winked at his subordinates, and the men in black clothes and sunglasses immediately stepped forward and pulled the little boy out of the woman's arms.However, the little boy who felt the crisis made a resistance that he hadn't made for a long time. He kicked the man's leg, and then kicked the man's joint with the wrestling technique he saw on the window TV on the way home from school. softness.Immediately, the man's legs went limp and he fell to the ground, and he let go of the little boy.The little boy ran to his mother, hugged her, turned his head to look at the old man, with sharp anger in his eyes but still kept smiling and said: "I don't want to go with you! You are bad people!"

"Hahaha! The more tired I am, the more I like you, kid. As expected of a man with the blood of the Kise family! It's very similar to the old man! Do it." The old man stood up and walked out with a cane.

The little boy stared at the person who wanted to come forward, and made a defensive posture, but after all, he was only a second child, so how could he be the opponent of these adults.With just one hand knife, the little boy fell down.

He was picked up and taken away. Before losing consciousness, the little boy looked at his crying mother, his consciousness became more and more blurred, as if the mother finally yelled something, but at that time the little boy had already passed out completely...

Waking up vaguely, Kise felt extremely thirsty.It was a very unlucky day to actually dream about the past again.

I just remember that I fainted on the basketball court, and I have no memory of what happened after that. Where is he now?

He moved his hands and feet, trying to get up, but his body was as soft as if there were no bones.My head is still dizzy, my breathing seems to burn my nasal cavity, and my throat hurts so much that I want to scratch it with my hands.Looks like I'm sick...

"Kise-kun, please don't move around, otherwise I won't be able to wipe Kise-kun's body well."

Heizi's voice came from next to his ear, and Kise turned to look at Heizi.But because the scenery in front of him was blurred, he couldn't see Heizi's face clearly.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Kise-kun has a high fever of 41 degrees. Because the health care teacher is off work, I can only help Kise-kun lower his temperature." Heizi put the wrung cold towel on Kise's body, gently Wiping his sweat-covered chest.

Huang Lai felt that he must have been dreaming and hadn't woken up yet.

After Heizi finished wiping Kise's body, he turned around and went to the cabinet to get the effervescent tablet and thermometer for fever reduction, then poured a glass of water, put the effervescent tablet into the water, and brought it in front of Kise.

Looking at the indistinct fine foam, Huang Lai suddenly had an idea, if it was fed by Xiao Heizi himself, he would probably be able to eat it even if it was poison.

"I won't feed Kise-kun poison." At this moment, Heizi suddenly said calmly.

"Huh?!" Kise was stunned for a moment, "You, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Because Kise-kun has written everything in his heart on his face." Heizi replied naturally, "I prefer to observe human beings."

Really lost to him.Huang Lai sighed inwardly, raised his head with a bitter smile, and drank the medicine in the cup.

"Sure enough, the food fed by Xiao Heizi is very sweet." Huang Lai said with a smile while lying back on the bed after drinking.

"It contains Coptis chinensis, so it's very bitter." Heizi bluntly said without interest.

Huang Lai was choked by Heizi, and he didn't know how to find a topic.

Heizi adjusted the thermometer and placed it under Kise's armpit. At the same time, he covered Kise with a quilt, and took out a fever-reducing patch and stuck it on Kise's forehead.

Looking at Heizi's busy figure, he felt warm in his heart.

"If it's Xiao Heizi, she will definitely be a good wife."

"Please don't make such a joke, Kise-kun, I'm a boy." Heizi replied blankly, probably not taking his words into his heart.

"Haha, that's right." Kise turned his gaze to the ceiling reflecting the cold white light, and slowly closed his eyes.

But, it's really warm, Xiao Heizi's hand...