Ema's younger brother

It feels surprisingly good to get along with Yimulian.

——It’s like staying by the master’s side.

The boy sitting on the stone steps in front of the shrine rested his chin in his hands and looked at the boundless blue sky. The silver-haired monster sitting next to him closed his eyes and looked calm.

"Is there really no need to repair the shrine?" Hyugachen tilted his head and looked at Yimulian, his thin eyelashes cast a light shadow on the eyelids, making the streamer in his eyes even more magnificent.

Yimulian shook his head lightly: "No need... If you really want to do something for me, just create a new tablet."

Since then, there has been no Fengshen who has long been forgotten in the world.

Only one monster named Yimulian remained.

And at a glance.

There is a sincere believer that the wind god does not have.

Thinking like this, the monster raised a faint and satisfied smile. He manipulated the wind to blow a leaf, and when cleaning the dust on the leaf, he looked softly at Hyuga Chen: "Want to listen to the song?"

Hinata blinked, and nodded without hesitation.

Under his expectant gaze, Yimulian picked up the leaf and put it on his lips—the melodious and melodious tune slowly overflowed from the place where the leaf touched his lips, and the sound was as crisp as jade colliding, and it was pleasant to listen to.

The setting sun ignited red flames in the sky, and the warm red afterglow fell on the forest. The gentle breeze was winding around, and the melodious music flowed into the eardrums. The monster who was playing the music had a cool posture, but the breath around him was very gentle.

Hinata Chen slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the rare relaxed atmosphere.

Maybe some things really make some people feel good when they meet for the first time. They somehow feel that this thing is trustworthy, and then unconsciously make a move to get closer to this thing.

Yimulian is such a thing for Hyuga Chen.

Holding the filthy tablet, he looked up at the god who had fallen into a monster standing on the steps, looked at his handsome face in the sun, looked at his soft silver hair and the morning light With those golden eyes, a place in the heart suddenly softened.

——This is an outlier among the gods.

——I am an outlier among human beings.

and so.

Please don't look so lonely.

Hyuga Chen's fine eyelashes trembled, and his eyes opened a small slit. From this limited perspective, he saw the youkai's white forearm and the exquisite kimono that slid down to the elbow.

The lingering music suddenly stopped.

The young man looked at the monster beside him suspiciously, and the brilliance flowed in his dark red eyes.

Yimulian quietly removed the leaves from his lips: "It's getting dark, don't you plan to go home?"

He asked the boy lightly.

"Yeah. If they don't go home, maybe they will worry about me." Hearing this question, Hinata turned his gaze away from Yimulian's body, and lowered his head to stare at the overgrown ground, "But, with Yimulian It's so easy to be together."

"You don't have to worry about getting strange stares when you are scared by ghosts, and you don't have to think about how you should respond to their behavior... If you stay here, just watch it with Yimulian The scenery will be fine."

"So, a little... I don't want to go back."

The young man spoke in a low tone, with a confused look on his face, like a lost deer who was at a loss and panicked.

"Is that so?" Yimulian spread his palms, letting the wind take away the leaves lying on his palms, "But can humans live without the group?"

The monster's cool and pleasant voice contained pure doubts, without any sympathy, pity or reprimand.

"Human life is very short, so in order to make this short life bloom more brilliantly, we must interact with others. Don't you want to experience a more exciting life and see more things?"

He thought for a moment, manipulated the wind and plucked a flower from the bush—"This is for you."

"……flower?"

Ryu Xiangchen opened his palm blankly to catch the flower that Yimulian handed over. It was a delicate off-white flower with petals stretched and curled outward, exuding a faint fragrance.

Why are you sending me flowers?

As if seeing the boy's doubts, he opened and closed his pale lips and said the reason: "This world is like a flower, very beautiful."

——This abandoned youkai actually said something like 'this world is beautiful'.

Hinata Chen looked down at the flowers in his hands and fell silent.

"Humans...are also like flowers, very beautiful."

Eh? !

The boy raised his head suspiciously——the monster's golden eyes were bent, and the gentleness rippling inside was deeply engraved into the boy's mind.

The monster who lived here for a long time and was tortured by loneliness for an unknown amount of time hadn't smiled for a long time, so he couldn't help but feel a little stiff and unfamiliar when he smiled, but what was revealed in his slightly clumsy expression could move everyone kindness and tenderness.

Shrouded by this kindness, Hinata Chen's eyes suddenly turned red, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and opened his eyes wide, trying to stop the tears from falling.The monster who knew his thoughts silently manipulated the wind to gently blow away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes.

"Jingle bells - tinkle bells -"

The ringtone of the mobile phone broke the quiet atmosphere.

The boy took out his cell phone from his pocket, and the word 'sister' on the caller ID made him bit his lip unconsciously.

"The family has already started to worry."

The monster sitting on the stone steps let out a quiet expression.

——This world is beautiful.

——Human beings...beautiful.

So I hope you who long to be loved but are confused and stop.

can see.

The author has something to say:

2333 feel the love of the little angels so hot!

After reading everyone's comments, in chronological order, Ukyo, Kiori and Ya will appear next _(:з」∠)_