[Comprehensive fear] This shitty world

Eight years have passed in a flash, and the castle of the Lecter family has become a place for orphans after the war.

The original child had grown into a tall and straight boy. He stood there with a face of indifference, his eyes were hollow and deep, as if he didn't see anything in his eyes.

He doesn't know how to please the director of the orphanage, and he treats other children with a cold look. Such a child is really unpleasant.

The food was tight, and the children here could barely fill their stomachs. It was impossible to eat enough, so some children set their sights on the withdrawn Hannibal.

"Boy, who will show you this deadly appearance? Give me your food."

Colin is a full head taller than Hannibal. Unlike most scrawny children here, Colin is very strong, so he often robs other children of food. Due to his force, the robbed children They could only swallow their anger and dare not speak out.

This time he reached out to Hannibal.

Just as his dark palm was about to touch Hannibal's plate, Hannibal raised his head, staring straight at him with those lifeless dun eyes.

Being stared at by those eyes, Colin felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. Somehow, under the gaze of these eyes, he flinched for the first time from what he was used to doing.

The children who had been bullied by Colin stood numbly watching all this.

If he just flinched like this, how can he hang around here in the future, Colin thought to himself, with a ferocious expression on his face, he raised his hand and swung at Hannibal heavily.

"what!!!"

There was a scream, and Colin covered his hands and screamed. On the back of the fat hand, a sharp fork was firmly inserted into it, and the dark red blood dripped down on the ground, quickly accumulating a small amount of blood. pool of blood.

Hannibal ate the food on the plate in silence, and left the cafeteria with the plate.

The onlookers were shocked by his fierce action, and no one dared to stop him.

Silent night.

In the fragmented dream, the crazy and ferocious faces of those people, even after so many years, are still so clear.

Hannibal woke up from his sleep, staring blankly at the dark roof above his head,

"elder brother......"

Misha's soft voice was so clear, it seemed to be right next to his ears at the moment.

"Misha..."

Hannibal spoke, calling out his sister's name cautiously, with a hoarse and low voice.

I'm sorry I couldn't protect you.

Brother, don't be sad, Misha is not dead, I am in your body.

No one understands Hannibal's sadness and despair better than Rococo. When he was young, he witnessed the death of his parents, and his closest sister was brutally murdered in front of his eyes. Everything was tortured to collapse.

Originally, after Misha's physical body died, Rococo should have left this world, but this time he didn't know what went wrong, but stayed here instead, in an extremely strange form.

There are two souls in one body.

Rococo can clearly perceive everything that Hannibal feels, but Hannibal can't feel her.

This situation is very similar to when we were with Xiao Rong back then, but the two of them couldn't communicate at all.

The two seemed to be separated by some thick barrier, no matter how Rococo called, Hannibal couldn't hear her.

She both exists and does not exist.

For eight years, Rococo watched Hannibal grow from a silent teenager to a silent youth.

Eight years can change a person. Hannibal no longer has the appearance of the gentle and elegant boy back then. He is more like an indifferent and arrogant nobleman. The elegance and calmness that reveals it is impossible to ignore.

Hannibal's voice was heard by the patrolling orderly, who roughly dragged Hannibal out.

There are some dark and unknown places in every place. The elderly nurse pushed Hannibal into the cold and damp underground passage, yelling and cursing at Hannibal with a thick whip.

A wild wolf-like gaze burst out from those once warm eyes, and he took out the iron hook that never left his body from behind, and looked at the arrogant nurse viciously.

Shocked by Hannibal's ruthless expression, the nurse staggered back behind the iron gate, locked the door with trembling hands, and fled in embarrassment.

Hannibal looked at the man's leaving back coldly, his hand holding the iron hook was as firm as a loose one.

"Brother, some people just want to deal with it like this. If you are more ruthless and stronger than him, he will not dare to provoke you."

Rococo babbled, although he knew Hannibal had no way of hearing him.

After the man left, Hannibal opened the shabby clutter in the corner, revealing a small door that only allowed one person to bend over.

No one knows this castle better than them, because it used to be their home.

From this secret passage all the way to their mother's bedroom.

Through Hannibal's eyes, Rococo saw that this room has not changed much from when they left, and everything is so familiar. She still remembers that on the red sofa, her mother hugged her sweet songs to lull her to sleep .

Things are different, but that's all.

Intense sorrow welled up from the depths of his soul, instantly overwhelming Rococo's thoughts.

It was a sadness that Hannibal could not express.

In the mahogany carved cabinet, the letters that his mother had not taken away were covered with thick dust, Hannibal took out the bundle of letters and put them in his arms.

The iron hook slowly slid across the carotid artery of the sleeping man, but did not fall in the end.

this night.It was as if something had changed when Rococo hadn't noticed.

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The next day, the nurses who came to the basement to release Hannibal did not find him.

The opening in the wall caught his eye, and he hurried forward.

With a crisp "click", the hard hunting clip broke the nurse's ankle, and he fell to the ground suddenly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two words written on the ground.

"just sing."

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"Brother, where are we going?"

"Brother, you are so stupid, why haven't you heard Misha's voice after so long?"

"Brother, can you talk to Misha?"

"elder brother......"

Rococo followed Hannibal's footsteps across half of Europe and experienced countless dangers. Hannibal almost died on the road several times.

Hannibal's mind was extremely determined, and he persisted in the icy world. Even though the frostbite on his hands and feet had made his skin bloody, he still didn't stop his pace.

There was no living person to be seen in the vast wilderness, and the hungry Hannibal was chewing on the carrion of unknown animals that had been dead for a long time.

Worse than hunger and cold is a hopeless future.

Hannibal's heart has been frozen in darkness, and Rococo can't see his hope.

This kind of Hannibal made her feel very distressed.

Brother, Misha is with you, okay?So, don't despair of this world, okay?

On the moving train, Hannibal was lying in the thick haystack, stroking the faded photos with his swollen hands.

France, Paris, he must go there.

"Brother, so we have another uncle, I never knew about it."

As usual, Rococo talked to himself, but Hannibal's reaction was completely different from usual.

He suddenly sat up from the haystack, looked around, his face was full of shock and disbelief, and a trembling voice poured out from his throat: "Misha, is that you?"

Can he hear her?

Rococo called his brother excitedly, but Hannibal didn't seem to hear him at all, just kept searching in the small compartment.

"Misha, Misha, please, come out Misha, please, please, you are saying something, Misha, Misha, Misha..."

Hannibal stubbornly called his sister's name over and over again, but the voice didn't ring.

Misha, do I miss you so much?Why did I hear you calling my brother again?

God, if you exist, please let me hear her voice again, if you exist.

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After that, Rococo tried countless methods, but Hannibal never heard her voice again.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻, is this fucking playing with her? Rococo is already going to kneel down to this deceitful world, why not bring such a deceit? She will be played Broken!!!!

Rococo, who had already fallen into a mad state, was completely insane. She called Hannibal day and night, even if there was only one thousandth hope, she would pass her voice to his ears.

After many hardships, Hannibal finally reached his destination.

It was an exquisite manor. The old man at the gate originally wanted to drive away the embarrassed Hannibal, but changed his mind after seeing the photo he handed over.

"Ma'am, he claims to be Mr.'s nephew, and he has a photo of you and Mr."

The old housekeeper respectfully handed over the photo handed over by the porter to the host.

The woman's white fingers caressed the handsome and tall man in the old photo, and her beautiful face showed a strong sadness.

"Where is that child?"