Hanako

"Are you okay?" The young child held out his hand to her.

The flame-like dark red birthmark on his left forehead became more and more dazzling under the sunlight.The little white hands are delicate and delicate that poor children cannot have, but the clothes are extremely simple, not the robes that nobles are accustomed to wearing.

She has a very cute face, and the things in those transparent red irises are somewhat similar to hers.

It looks...about five or six years old, no, it should be more than seven years old.

"You're different from others." He paused, but didn't take back the outstretched hand, "Is it a monster?"

She put her own hand on the small one, and it was not surprising that she shook it empty.

A little confused, I tried twice more, but I still couldn't touch him.

"...No, it's not something like a monster. After all, there are no monsters in this world. I am a god." Hua said softly, "Although I can't think of it, the fact that I am a god cannot be changed."

"Are you a god?" There was no shock on his face, his eyes that saw through everything reassured Hua, "Are you the god of wisteria flowers?"

"Wisteria...flowers?" What's that?

Hua controls her body to float in the air, and the state of the soul is more controllable than □□.

She carefully looked at the surrounding environment, and found that this place should also be the mansion of a powerful family. The composition of the courtyard seemed a little strange to her, but it was also very elegant.

They were at a corner of the house at this time, not far behind the bushes, a child very similar to this child was practicing swords with a grown man.

Completely different dress, similar age and similar face, but there is no trace of flame on the face, the eyes are the eyes of ordinary people, and there is no golden light of God's love on the body.

On the contrary, it was this child, she could feel that he was special the first time she saw him.

"Because." He opened his other hand, on which was a delicate wisteria flower with three petals, as fresh as if it had just been plucked from the branch, "After I grabbed this flower, There you are."

There are no such flowers as wisteria in this mansion, and there are no flowers outside.

After helping his mother back to the room, he was about to learn how to practice swords with his elder brother and the others. On the way, he saw a wisteria flower flying in the air like a dandelion.

The speed is very slow, and the faint fragrance emitted is not something such a small flower can emit.

On that flower, there is an aura that plants should not have.

Thinking of this, he jumped up and caught the wisteria flower floating in the air two meters high.

Before observing carefully, a girl about 15 years old suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

He who has mastered the transparent world and can see details that ordinary people cannot see, but he can't see anything from this girl.

I didn't find out how she appeared, didn't feel the flow of blood in her muscles, or her movements.

This is something beyond common sense.

This made him, who has always been different from ordinary people, feel a little happy.

This is... my body?Hua felt a little dizzy in his brain.

Gods are not monsters in human picture books that have a body like monsters, and gods will not lose their memory like humans. Now that this strange phenomenon occurs, it can only mean that something happened to her body, and she was forced to change into such a form, causing her to lose her memory. Memory is lost.

"Probably." She smiled.Bending down from the air to pick up the flower, I found that I couldn't even touch my own body.

Hua, who was standing in the air, froze for a moment, and she found that even in such a sad event, she didn't feel particularly sad or sad, just a little lost.

Now, even her feelings have been weakened to this point, is this also an incomplete sequelae?

"Then let me keep it for you first." The child said understandingly. Although there was no smile or expression on his face, the tenderness emanating from the inside was obvious.

He took a handkerchief from his pocket.The color is light yellow, probably not for boys, but it matches the color of stamens very well.

"I'll give it to you when you can pick it up."

Carefully he put the handkerchief back on his chest.

"Thank you."

Flowers are floating beside him, even if the little child is standing beside him, the gap is too big.Fortunately, he was standing on the high corridor, and she was floating on the outside, so she could be even with his face just now.

"Hua, this is my name, what about you?"

"Ji Guo Yuan Yi." He pointed to the courtyard, "I'm going there."

He walked towards the other side of the courtyard while talking, Hua also followed him and approached the two people over there.

Down the corridor, both the samurai and the child practiced very hard. The child was already exhausted and continued to practice swords.

The samurai looked like a master who had practiced for many years with real kung fu, and it was not difficult to see the identity of the child and Yuanyi from his mouthful of "young master".

But the two people over there seemed to have completely ignored Yuanyi, and they didn't even bother to look over.

Different treatment.

Hua is not worried at all that they can see her, this child is special to see her, but his brother is just a normal person.

She turned her head to look at the pattern on Yuanyi's face, and probably understood part of the reason why the family ignored Yuanyi.

Really ignorant, obviously there is a better heir, isn't it?

She stood with Yuanyi like this until dusk when his brother finished his sword practice before leaving.

Even after finishing his studies, the child didn't come close to Yuanyi even to say a word to him, and the samurai said goodbye to him and left directly.

Yuanyi's expression didn't change, he didn't feel sad or unfair, his mood was always peaceful, neither sad nor happy, and he walked directly to the opposite room after the end.

His room is very small, less than three stacks.Almost nothing, even cruder than servants, but enough to ensure survival.

He didn't show any expression while eating the simple and slightly cold food, and he ate cleanly. It may be because the child's nutrition still can't keep up if he is only full, so there is an obvious gap in body size between him and his twin brother.

However, the child's physique is indeed surprisingly good.

Yuan Yi hadn't spoken to her since they finished talking before.

It seems that he never talks to other people in the mansion.

After eating, he lay down silently in his quilt, put the wisteria flowers wrapped in a handkerchief beside his pillow, and took out a well-wrapped flute.

A very rough flute, something that a child made with no care at all.

But Yuanyi stroked it very gently, as if treating some kind of treasure.

strange child.

People who are favored by gods are so strange. After all, perhaps gods shouldn't really love a person like this at all.

Even with such favor, the ending is not necessarily happy.

For her, the pattern on Yuanyi's face is a symbol of God's love, but for human beings, it is a curse and ugly.

In the following days, she began to accompany Yuanyi to take care of his mother every day, and then watched his brother Ji Guoyansheng practice sword.

Ji Guoyansheng sometimes comes to play with Yuanyi, but most of the time he is still practicing swords.

Yuanyi's mother, Mrs. Jiguo, is terminally ill, and she can clearly feel that her life span is not long.

Yuanyi must also know that he who has such a keen sense and received the blessing of the gods is naturally different from others.He spends more time with his mother, but he still watches his brother practicing sword every day.

In just three months, Hua had already sorted out the relationship between the family.

The father who succeeds the head of the country is the most indifferent and ruthless person. Because of the heavy workload, he is often not seen in the mansion. He has no affection for Yuanyi and has never paid a visit to him. For him, the so-called son is only his heir Ji Guoyan wins.

His mother, Mrs. Jiguo, was seriously ill and almost lost consciousness on the left side of her body. She loved her two sons very much, but she couldn't change the Patriarch's decision at all, nor could she change Yuanyi's situation.

Ji Guoyansheng, Yuanyi's elder brother, every time he comes to play with him is out of pity for Yuanyi, not love for his brother.

Yuanyi looks like a doll without emotion, when his eyes look at people, he feels that there is no secret in front of him, all the ugliness is so obvious, but Yuanyi is actually very gentle in his heart, and he is a Very reliable kid.

When I was ten years old, I was going to be sent to a temple to become a monk, so there were more than two years left.

In two and a half years, the child will be forcibly sent to the temple.His mother can't last that long, and his brother's feelings for him are even more shallow, and no one can help him.

She couldn't help but feel slightly worried about the boy.

Whenever she saw the disdainful faces of those servants, seeing their indifference and sarcasm, without mercy and kindness, she felt uncomfortable.

Kind people suffer, but indifferent people live freely.

"Hua, are you worried about me?" After many months, he talked to Hua again.

Yuanyi really seldom speaks, at least in the past few months she has been with him, he has never said much except for a few words with his elder brother Ji Guoyansheng. Some surprises.

Although he has never smiled, Yuanyi still likes to play with his expressionless face.

I like watching Hana perform some very faint magic tricks, listening to her tell stories she has heard from others, and falling asleep to the sound of her soft humming.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine now."

Even though he remained expressionless, Hua could feel his concern.

In comparison, her feelings are more indifferent, even if she smiles, she may not be as warm as Yuan Yi.

No, feelings may not be a very important thing, she is a god, even though she is so weak now, she is still a god, she is different from human beings in the first place.

"That's really great." She changed the subject, "By the way, did your elder brother give you Yuanyi's flute?"

At least he didn't take his own things. If Ji Guoyansheng's things were found in Yuanyi's room, his annoying father would definitely know about it and maybe drive him away in advance.

"Yeah." Yuan nodded, "This elder brother gave it to me."

Yuanyi also really loves his elder brother, even if it's just Ji Guoyansheng's slight pity and such an insignificant flute, he is so moved.

His kindness and gentleness have not been wiped out by the indifference and cruelty of this family, and he has not been indifferent because of the powerful power that transcends mortals. Although it seems that he is very close to divinity, he has not changed himself at all. .

Why do you love such a person so much?Such tenderness... She was inexplicably repelled.

It didn't take long for things to turn around.

The samurai who was instructing Brother Yuanyi walked up to them during a practice break.

His eyes were full of mischief, he was obviously an adult, but he didn't feel ashamed at all for bullying a child like this.

To add insult to injury, to bully the weak and fear the hard.

The samurai handed Yuanyi a bamboo knife jokingly, and casually taught him a few basic formulas. He didn't even teach him the posture of swinging the knife and the method of holding the knife, so he stood aside and let Yuanyi attack he.

Ji Guoyansheng also stood aside and watched their seemingly playful duel without paying any attention.While drinking the water handed over by the servant, he looked sideways at the two people in the middle.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the outcome has no suspense at all. When Ji Guoyansheng thought of his abandoned younger brother who clings to his mother all the time and said that he wanted to become a samurai, his dislike for him spread. , A little bit of worry at the beginning turned into dissatisfaction and disgust towards Yuanyi.

With the idea of ​​revenge in my heart, I hope that my father's subordinates can smash Yuanyi's disgusting smile, let him know his ignorance, and stop being so overconfident.

However, all of this was shattered the moment Yuan made a move.

With a very standard posture, he swung the knife four times in an instant, and defeated a swordsman who had practiced martial arts for 20 years even if he hadn't learned swordsmanship for a day.

The disdain in his eyes turned into shock and fear, and then unparalleled jealousy and fear of himself.

After being hit by Yuan Yi, the samurai fell to the ground and passed out. The surrounding servants were a little terrified, but Yuan Yi took a look at Hua, dropped the bamboo knife and walked to his room.

That bland expression is now particularly glaring in Ji Guoyansheng's eyes.

He clenched his hands tightly, feeling his head dizzy and his body trembling slightly.

The first time he felt the difference in talent between his younger brother and himself made him feel frustrated. Knowing his father's nature, he was afraid after being jealous of Yuanyi, afraid that he would fall to his level.

"What's the matter, have you started to hate swordsmanship?" After being in contact with Yuanyi for so long, she, who is also an anomaly, will soon be able to understand part of his thoughts.

This incredibly gentle child would absolutely hate the feeling of hurting others.

Yuanyi nodded slightly, his emotions would always be more obvious in front of her, and it was also because only she and his mother could care so much about him.

He nestled into a ball on the bed, and took out his most cherished flute.

Even if it wasn't obvious, she could feel his sadness. The rare fragility made this child look more like a child.

"If you don't like it, stop watching it."

Hua stroked his head twice. Although she couldn't feel it physically, she hoped that this comfort could be passed on to the child.

"Let's leave together, in another month."

In another month, Yuanyi's mother should not be able to hold on anymore.

Yuan Yi, who has a more transparent mind than anyone else, knows very well that if he stays here, his brother will go to his own destiny. This kind of ending is not what he wants to see.

So he will definitely leave.

"Then, this month, I'll go out and find a way for us to survive."

To be precise, it is the child's way of survival. From the fact that his father often does not come home, it can be seen that the world is not very peaceful. It is too difficult for a child under the age of eight to survive outside by himself even if he is Yuanyi.

"I'll pick you up in a month, okay?"

Go out and inquire first, find a good place to live, and you need enough money.

"Well, I see." He nodded obediently, and planned to hand the wisteria flower to her, but then remembered that she couldn't take the flower away now.

"It's okay." She smiled lightly, "I'll leave it with you for now. I'll leave as soon as Yuan falls asleep."

In the narrow room, Hua knelt beside Yuanyi's bed, humming softly a song to lull the child to sleep.

Hua's voice is extremely ethereal, and after deliberately mixing it with tenderness, it makes people feel extremely at ease and satisfied.

After feeling Yuanyi's breathing stabilized, the girl floated up and walked straight through the wall.

The smile on his face became exactly the same as Yuan Yi's usual expression.

He was so indifferent that it seemed that no one could be seen in his eyes.

In the middle of her transparent soul figure under the moonlight is a beautiful wisteria flower.

Slowly floating in the air as she moves.