[Comprehensive British and American] Mirage

The boy ran in the black rainy night like a rampaging beast.

Hannibal always has complicated emotions about his childhood memories. He is eager to recall everything, but he is faintly resisting the past that made him bruised and bruised, because in that memory, Hannibal He lost his family, his parents were helpless in the stray bullets, and even his younger sister died after a group of soldiers broke into the wooden house.

He had a vague sense that Vesley knew something.

That woman is mysterious like a visitor from outside the sky. She can communicate with celebrities calmly, and she can also talk about private affairs in secret. Little Hannibal, taught him how to judge a person's life experience by the clothes he wears, and Hannibal can't beat him even now in this respect.

Weasley did know, however, what had happened to his lost memory.

His sister was eaten by a group of hungry soldiers.

That letter seemed to be Wesley's last pen, and it was rare for a woman who was always indifferent to everything in her impression to have such a distressed side. Her hand could no longer hold the pen powerlessly, and large swathes of dark brown blood had solidified on her face. On the letter paper, the woman seemed to narrate the secret hidden in her heart at the last moment, summarizing all the contents of his painful past in the most concise language.

"...Hannibal!"

In a trance, the young man seemed to hear someone calling his name, with a sharp and unquestionable tone, very much like the woman who would call out when he made the smallest mistake.The moment Hannibal hesitated and paused, the pursuers had already grabbed Hannibal's sleeve. His frail aunt was breathing heavily, apparently in order to catch up with the mentally disturbed Hannibal. Pull, this pampered lady ran at the fastest speed in her life until she was about to suffocate.

"Hannibal! Hannibal! Let's go home, shall we?"

Family?

Hannibal looked at his aunt's beautiful facial features. She was so similar to that woman. She had the same black hair and eyes, and her life habits and temperament were exquisite to the extreme. They also liked to gaze at the distant homeland at night. Don't understand the expression.

Maybe I used to have a family.

Hannibal thought of Martha playing with bubbles in the bathtub, his parents' expressions full of hope for the future, and Vesley, that woman whose weight was different from his family, was almost the most beautiful thing he had for the opposite sex when he was a child. fantasy.

But, all gone.

Hannibal looked at his aunt, and suddenly felt a little dazed about the faces of the two women.

"Why...why don't you want me anymore?" The young man rarely showed a fragile expression. His ferocious and desperate appearance looked particularly terrifying when Bai Lei streaked across the sky, but Mrs. Zi knew that it would make the young man The person who sincerely showed such an expression was not himself. "Am I not good enough? Obviously you asked me to go with you, but in the end it was you who didn't want me."

"What did i do wrong?!"

"Why don't you want me anymore!"

"...I beg you, don't want me, okay?"

It can make a proud teenager humble.

The word love.

Really hurt people.

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Hannibal seems to be a little different.

Mrs. Zi felt a little uncomfortable watching the scene of her dying husband lying on the hospital bed talking to his nephew.

Because Mrs. Purple was humiliated by a butcher in the vegetable market, Hannibal's uncle planned to teach that rude guy a lesson alone, but Mr. Earl, who is physically weak, was no match for the butcher. He was smashed and his ribs were pierced Ministry, even if he can barely maintain his life now, the doctor said that he can't survive this winter, so Mrs. Zi has already started to prepare for her husband's funeral.

Seeing that Hannibal seemed to be looking over, the woman quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes and left.

She couldn't blame her for loving and caring for her dying husband, so this woman took everything on herself.

Hannibal withdrew his gaze almost indifferently. He looked at his uncle in pain, but his reason and emotion were separated in his brain. Obviously he should be grieving what happened to his uncle now, but what he thought was But it was how to ceremonially bestow that butcher to death, until his uncle swallowed his last breath, Hannibal twitched the muscles in his eyes, the corners of his eyes were obviously sore, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

The teenager has now learned to lose.

But he wasn't a nice guy either.

Accompanying his grieving aunt to preside over his uncle's funeral, Hannibal disappeared that night.

On the third day of Hannibal's disappearance, Madam Zi looked at the head that appeared on the altar of her ancestors, wiped away her tears, comforted the flustered servant, and did not go to the police station to report his disappearance.

Madam Zi faintly felt that Hannibal was no longer the Hannibal he used to be.

But even so, he was still her nephew.

Hannibal naturally wouldn't know the pain of his aunt, for him, he already had nothing.

And in the wooden house where he once stayed, looking for Hannibal who had eaten the dog tags of his sister's soldiers, he keenly sensed something was wrong behind him, and the reaction force trained by Wesley quickly subdued him The man who tried to sneak up on him was one of the former soldiers - Dottrich.He must have followed after he saw his entry notice. After Hannibal sold his sister's body, he put the rope|trap|on the horse while thinking about where he might have made a mistake, and stroked the horse's neck. Mane, Hannibal hummed nursery rhymes that gradually came back to memory, and drove the horse forward, watching with satisfaction that the rope was gradually tightening the man's neck, and hearing the cries of struggle like a snake, Hannibal let out a happy cry laughter.

It seems that only at this time will the inner void be filled.

"There is a dwarf in the woods ~ calm and silent..."

"He has a little purple coat ~ it will tell us who the little man is..."

"...Why don't you sing, Mr. Dottrich?" Hannibal turned his head to look at the soldier who was out of breath, tilting his head and showing a smile. "Forget it, it doesn't matter, I will help you sing this song for Misha."

"Who is standing alone in the woods, wearing his purple coat?"

"It's me, it's me, it's me."

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After losing several partners one after another, the soldiers who escaped from the shadow of war realized the existence of the Avengers.

After Mrs. Zi disappeared, Hannibal suddenly realized that his actions seemed to be too careless and bold, so that his only family was involved. He killed Konas who provided him with the address without any sense of beauty. Wakizashi's blade pierced through the opponent's brain. Looking at the rosemary on the cooking table, Hannibal was still thinking about which part would be more delicious.

It's a pity that time is too late.

Hannibal scabbard Wakizashi and hid it in the back of his collar.

"West of Meaux, Grutas' houseboat in the Dick Canal."

Infiltrating was not difficult for Hannibal, who had received special training from Wesley. Even when he quickly found Mrs. Purple, he even had the thought that he had been tricked. Sure enough, Grutas walked through the hidden door. It was a coincidence that the other side came out and shot him in the spine. If the muzzle of his gun had been lowered a little more, maybe he would have gotten what he wanted.

Hannibal, who was lying calmly on the ground, absolutely felt that his brain had never been so clear at this moment. He saw the unbearable aunt struggling emotionally on the edge of reason, so he quickly counterattacked, but he saw the hand of Grutas. Gun, he frowned.

"I didn't expect to see such a disgusting scene as soon as I came back."

Almost without warning, Mrs. Zi, who was still struggling under Grutas, suddenly gave up struggling. The deep and hoarse voice of a woman seemed familiar, which made Hannibal not come to his senses. He was stunned. Seeing the very familiar ink-made energy diffuse in the air, the woman wearing the black embroidered dragon cheongsam sat in the place where Mrs. Zi was originally, her white thighs were stuck in the waist of the man who tried to invade her, and the sharp high-heeled heels could be worn down. In a second, he pierced through his defenseless waist.

Before Grutas could react, Hannibal stood up and snatched the gun from his hand. An inexplicable anger filled his heart and quickly swallowed his sanity. If Wesley ···If Vesley was really hurt...

"Calm down, kid."

Wesley didn't look like a party, she showed a smile, and looked at Hannibal with a relief that even she didn't know, but she quickly diverted her attention, because Hannibal Angry like a lion, he beat Grutas until his nose was bruised and his face was bruised, and the man who had lost hope of life even told Hannibal one thing frantically.

"Each each other, you also ate her."

"Why don't you kill yourself off?"

"The pot watcher fed you the broth she made."

"You have to kill everyone who knows... right?"

"You ate her while unconscious, your little lips sucking the spoon greedily..."

Grutas looked at Hannibal who was on the verge of collapse, and showed a smile. He tried his best to irritate the young man who committed crimes for his sister, in order to make himself die more happily, and also to make the man who killed him Every day sinks into hell.

"You're lying." Vesley pressed Hannibal's upraised hand, and the gentle force gradually enveloped Hannibal's whole body. The young man looked at Vesley standing beside him with a calm face, and was disturbed by nightmares when he was young. After waking up, the greatest sense of security followed the return of the woman, making him quiet again. "Since you were already so hungry at that time, it was impossible to give Hannibal something to eat, let alone if Hannibal died, you should be more happy, so that you would not be willing to eat|cannibal again for yourself I feel guilty for killing people...but now you want to anger Hannibal just because you want to die more happily, what a pity."

Too bad Vesley is here.

She is most familiar with human nature and can break through all lies.

Not to mention, she is also someone in this world that Hannibal can trust unconditionally.

When the flames enveloped the entire ship, Mrs. Zi, who had been rescued, stood on the bridge and saw the man and woman embracing tightly.

Madam Zi didn't know whether it was a sigh of relief or something. She saw Hannibal bowing in her direction, and then, with a gesture that could not be refused, he hugged Vesley tightly and left the place that was about to be searched by the police. along the coast.

Maybe this is the best.

The rope that can bind the beast is back.

With her here, maybe Hannibal can still be redeemed.

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"Hey, I said I won't leave this time, the war is over."

The self-knowledgeable woman indulged the boy to approach and kiss, and with her lips and tongue close together, she vaguely tasted the salty taste.

On the train to Saskatoon, Canada, almost the entire train remembered the couple who were always together.

The woman is a beautiful oriental person. She wears an expensive dress and attracts everyone's attention beautifully. The young man accompanying her always pushes away everyone who tries to get close with eagle eyes, and then grabs Hold on to the woman's hand.

Maybe he will be imprisoned for the rest of his life.

When being pressed on the bed, Vesley thought a little divergently.

After all, that little guy is no longer the child who can be left in place and cry.

Grow into an ogre.

Looking at the teeth marks on her shoulders, the woman bared her teeth.

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