Conan's Dark Night Festival

Eyes closed, aiming, finger on the trigger.

—Hennessy, what are you doing.

- Are you what you should be doing?

What should be done... This is what I should do.

I am a killer who has been carefully cultivated in the organization, am I not?

But why...

--don't want......

--don't want......

Over and over again I hear my heart screaming "No"

Obviously, you can press the trigger of the gun very casually, right?

Obviously, you can kill the person in front of you who has no ties to you without any scruples, right?

But why...

——Don’t even dare to touch the board.

—even the finger that was inserted into the trigger trembled.

What are you afraid of... Hennessy.

"Hennessy, press the trigger," he ordered calmly.

——How do you tell me to press the trigger...

Press it, and in the next second I will see blood everywhere.

If I don't press it, will I die...

Will die, such a painful choice.

"Stay here and you must be prepared to lose your humanity."

"Emotions, once born in an organization, will only make you die faster."

- Can someone help me...

Oh, what am I thinking.

Stupid, how is it possible...someone will come to save you.

Suddenly the already trembling hand that lost its temperature was tightly held by someone, and the warm palm of the other party brought back my sanity on the verge of collapse.

——"Stupid, we're going home."

【Chapter44】Tears can't stop flowing down

- "Going home...?"

When I turned my head, that familiar pure smile appeared in my sight.

"That's right," her unique voice was not as hypocritical as usual, but a little more serious and perfunctory, "Let's go home, shall we?"

Come back home?

I don't understand.

It was like tearing open a wound that hadn't healed, and pouring salt into it fiercely.

"Xiye, we must get along well with this aunt in the next year." After the woman spoke indifferently, she wanted to let go of my hand and deliver it.

"Mom, why do I want to live in those aunts' homes again? I don't want to go there." I tightly held the woman's hand that was trying to break free, and the strength conveyed by the palm eagerly explained my reluctance.

"Xiye, be good." She shook off and pushed me in front of my aunt, "You have to stay here and live a good life, mom is leaving first."

The friction between the high-heeled shoes and the ground makes the sound of "dumping", which is getting smaller and smaller.

"Dad, where are we going?" My eyes turned to my father who was driving.

"Nursery." Lukewarm.

I was taken aback, "Why are you going there?" I asked knowingly.

"Recently, your mother and I are busy with work and don't have time to take care of you. So you go there and stay for a while first." He always had so many reasons, and the number of words he spoke in his explanations was several times higher than usual.

Really...do you hate me that much?

despite this.

I'm still willing to believe you...

Believe me, you love me.

——"An Yu-jun, why didn't your parents come to pick you up once?"

— “They have a lot of work to do.”

—— "Mr. Anyu, it's raining today. Did your parents come to give you an umbrella?"

——"I... told them no, so I didn't come."

——"An Yu-jun, there is a parent-teacher meeting this time. Your parents probably won't stop coming like they did before."

— "Well, they will come."

It's always the case.

Maybe......

——"Mr. Anyu, why have I never seen your parents come here once?"

The shadow of the girl was reflected through the sunshine between the leaves, I looked away from the reasoning book and looked at the female classmate who stood in front of me and was ignored for a while, "Why?"

"I... I just saw that your parents didn't come to school to see you very much." She seemed frightened by my unkind expression, "So... I just care about you because I'm a classmate."

"Yuyi, you are crazy." A girl suddenly ran from the side alley, pulled her aside and whispered, "He is an unwanted child who was abandoned by his parents according to the legend in the class. A boy with bad conduct, you still talk to him?"

"But..." the girl named Yu Yi looked at me, "I don't think he is as bad as the class said, he is always lonely and lonely."

Occasionally, there will be a few people who have a lot of sympathy for me.

"Hey, that kid that no one wants." During get out of class, a male classmate threw a pen towards me, "Help me pick up that pen."

I glanced at the pen that had just been thrown on me and now slid to the floor, looked down and went back to the book.

"Hey Anyu Xiye!" He was a little annoyed at my ignorance, "Pick up that pen for me! Did you hear that! Nobody wants a child!"

"Why should I pick it up for you?" Finally, I raised my eyes, "You bastard looking for trouble?"

"You!" He stood up all of a sudden, because of the trend of height, he looked down at me sitting on the chair, "Just because you are a child that neither parents want! I have never seen them at the parent meeting or you are sick Come see it once in a while!"

—— "I think you are a bastard born to your father or mother with someone else!"

At that time, my mind was filled with anger.

Before he could say anything, the second he stood up, the book in my hand slapped him hard on the face.

Occasionally, there are a few boring people who always make fun of me and take pleasure in bullying me.

However, as for their insults to me, as long as they do not exceed my limits, I have never seen them.

——"It doesn't matter if you scold me. However, once you scold me and involve my parents, I will never end with you."

What happened to the child no one wanted?

What happened to the home that didn't exist?

I do not care.

Is there a home...

Do you have the love of your parents...

I... really don't care...

real......

The disordered nerves seemed to come back from a trance suddenly.

--What are those

So strange yet so familiar.

--Head hurts...

For some reason, the eye sockets were inexplicably moist.

--So sad...

--Why...

——Tears started to flow down uncontrollably...

【Chapter45】I think you need

Tears seemed to break through the last line of defense, and all the grievances that had been endured for a long time poured out all at once.

The gun bolt, which was tightly held in his hand because of the previously disordered nerves, rubbed against the cold ground with a "click" for an instant.

——This child will be entrusted to you first.

——Xi Ye, don't cause trouble for other people's family, you understand?

——Ah, I'm sorry, I should have sent him earlier, but he has been staying at home.

"H...Hennessy..." Xia Chuan's blood-red pupils reflected the boy crying on the ground as if he had lost support. She froze for a moment, then hurriedly squatted down to comfort, "You, what's wrong with you Well... don't cry..."

—I...I don't want to...

- I don't want to go there...

- don't...leave me alone...

"Tch," Gin's disdainful eyes skipped over the miserable look on my face, and the sound of leaving footsteps was mixed with some words, "Useless trash."

——"Stupid, what qualifications do you have to say that you are better than Gin."

——“I can’t even pick up a gun and kill a person.”

——"You are really stupid to a certain level."

The more I blame myself, the more I think about the past, the more I can't stop the hot tears from running across my face again and again, and the burning sensation faintly breaks out...

I don't know how long it took, the night fell, and there was a sudden silence in my ears, only the howling summer wind.

I leaned against the wall of the rooftop where I used to shoot in the morning, my face was deeply buried in my arms and legs, and the passage of time brought my sanity back to my nerves.

Just when I thought Xia Chuan had already left, the familiar voice sounded in my ear, "Hey, is it better?"

I froze for a moment, then responded with a hoarse throat from crying too much, "Um..."

"You really lost your composure for a long time today." Xia Chuan found the topic again on his own, "I was still thinking about how to get rid of Gin, but I didn't expect him to be disappointed in you faster than I imagined."

"You..." I raised my head and looked at her with puzzled eyes, "Why do you help me?"

"Why..." Her eyes floated to the sky, and a smile was taken for granted at the corner of her mouth, "Maybe it's because I think you need it."

"I need?" I don't understand.

"Yes," she turned back to me with a hippie smile, "I think you need help, so I came here. Or to be more specific, it should be that you need company more."

——"It's hard to be alone when you are afraid and then cry."

——"It's hard to be alone when you are afraid and then cry..."

——"It's hard to be alone when you are afraid, and then cry..."

Something in my chest that I had sealed up suddenly started to beat, and the sound seemed to shatter my eardrums.

I heard my own heartbeat.

Do you remember, ever since being passionate about those two people again and again