Every time love is overturned

"Another way, what do you mean?" I looked at Yuan Yi and asked him, "I'm curious how you think about this."

Although I know that he is only an eight-year-old now, I always subconsciously talk to him as an adult.And these feelings will not appear in Yansheng, and I wonder why this is.Perhaps this is a natural tacit understanding between me and Yuanyi, because when he and I are alone, he should feel the same way.

Yuan Yi lowered his head and stroked the flute in his hand, carefully placing it in his bosom.Then he looked at me and said, "Mother's body, there is no way to delay it any longer."

Since Yuanyi said that everyone in his eyes is almost transparent, I also learned what the structure of the world in Yuanyi's eyes was after several times of alone time.And Yuanyi was able to see who had hidden wounds in the mansion a long time ago, who had inconvenient legs and feet, and so on.That's why when we first met, he was always leaning tightly on Mrs. Jiguo's left side.

It is not because of the child's dependence on the mother, nor is it acting like a baby.Instead, he was silently showing his tenderness, but Mrs. Jiguo obviously got better because of the rice I gave, why did Yuanyi still say that?

Knowing the deep bond between him and Mrs. Jiguo, I said out of comfort, "No, Mi will heal her."

Yuanyi obviously didn't forget the situation when I gave Mi a double-eye roll and passed out at that time, not to mention that it is quite scary to suddenly faint in front of your eyes.He looked at me quietly: "Thank you, Yayoi."

I don't know why Yuanyi's tone made me feel a little flustered, because he was too calm and indifferent.It made me wonder if the rice produced by my own blood would still work.

At this time, the system answered me in my mind: "Ah, your rice. It has the same effect as in the game. It eliminates all kinds of debuffs and can continue to recover blood. However, Mrs. Jiguo's illness is a debuff that cannot be eliminated. Even if you used rice to restore her full blood, she will slowly die as time goes by."

"All you can do is delay her death, but you can't cure her."

I should have thought of this a long time ago, so the people around me who know my ability, no one persuaded me to give them the sacred food after the rice appeared for the first time.And Mrs. Ji Guo knew very well that her illness and her death were things that even the Son of God could not stop.

"I will go to the temple when I was ten years old." Yuan Yi said, "Only this thing will not change."

I tentatively asked him: "Even if Master Jiguo wants to change the heir, do you still insist on leaving?"

"It's good for my brother to be the heir." Yuanyi said softly, "Yayoi, I have never talked so much with others. Even before you came, they thought I was deaf, unable to speak because I couldn't hear them .My father doesn’t like me, because I have been silent, and my mother is also worried about me; only my brother has always accompanied me tenderly. It is my brother’s dream to become the heir, and I will not do things that make him unhappy.”

Obviously what he said was very flat, even without a tone, but I just felt sour.If it was normal, I should have laughed and teased him, "I didn't expect Yuanyi to think so in your heart", but at this moment I can't laugh anyway, tears are rolling in my eyes.

"When I spoke later, no one was surprised except my brother, because my mother also gave me the rice. They thought that the rice also cured me." Yuanyi said, "Although I didn't get my father's love, but I am very satisfied with getting so much, I shouldn't... Yayoi, what's wrong with you?"

He looked at me in surprise, tears streaming down my face, I couldn't restrain myself at all.Yuanyi stretched out his hand clumsily to wipe away the tears on my face, and coaxed me very unskillfully: "Yayoi don't cry, did my words make you sad?"

I don't know how to describe this feeling, it's just uncomfortable.Yuanyi wiped away my tears with his hand, and then took out the flute from his bosom to play again. Although the sound was really ugly, I saw that he tried so hard to make me stop crying, so he calmed down slowly. tears.

What happened that night became the opportunity for Yuanyi and I to open our hearts for the first time.Both of us took this matter as a secret that only we knew, and after I said that, Yansheng seemed to go to Master Jiguo to say something.Then very rarely, he was punished, and even when he took the swordsmanship class, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"I'm not in pain." Yan Sheng smiled, "I'll get better soon, Father is training me to become a man."

I don't know if he can become a man, but I saw him working so hard to prove his worth, and I thought that even so, Master Jiguo was still thinking about changing his heir.I couldn't help but feel sorry for Yan Sheng, their father, their master, didn't care about the inner thoughts of the two brothers at all, and everything was decided just by looking at the surface.

I dragged Iwakatsu to my residence, because it was Miko's residence and a girl's room.So Yansheng has basically never been here. I climbed to the front of the shrine and took out the last little rice from above and gave it to Yansheng.

Yansheng's eyes straightened: "This rice... No, I can't take it. This is something for my mother, Yayoi, please put it back."

"Eat it." I said to Yan Sheng, "At least it will heal your wounds, eat it quickly."

Yansheng's refusal was weak, because he knew that these would really make his wound heal in an instant.I didn't give Yansheng any more time to hesitate, I directly squeezed his mouth open and poured the rice in, some rough movements made Yansheng almost choked.But the rice was already in his mouth, so he could only chew vigorously.

Then he watched helplessly in the mirror that all the redness, swelling and bruises on his face were slowly subsiding, disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.After eating the rice, Iwakatsu recovered to a better state than before, and he looked at me with surprise and awe: "Yayoi, so you are really a child of a god."

I smiled and didn't answer this question. Yan Sheng seemed to have something to say to me, but he opened his mouth but didn't express anything.I thought it was pretty much over, but then something happened that made everyone's position even more nuanced.

Huazi gave birth, and Mrs. Jiguo's illness worsened, so she was bedridden and unable to move.

These two news came at the same time. At that time, I was copying the poem of Bairen with the company of Juzhi, and I vaguely heard the voices of many voices and many people talking.Compared with accompanying the daughter who gave birth, it is obvious that being with me here at Juzhi is the first priority.

Outside, there were people whispering that Hanako would become Mrs. Jiguo's concubine after giving birth, and some people were talking about Mrs. Jiguo's illness; From a distance, I heard Hanako's cries when she was in labor in the attic, and all kinds of voices mixed together, forming a very unpleasant noise.

I reached out and crumpled the paper in front of me, thinking that Mr. Lu Xun's words were indeed correct: "Human beings' sorrows and joys are not connected, I just think they are noisy."