[Fairytale] Cosplay

If Ye Shu's childhood was a book full of tragedies, then Blanks' childhood was even more tragic.

Childhood memories and encounters can really determine the fate of a person sometimes.

Blanks' childhood memories are mostly accompanied by various pursuits and running around. He will always remember the days when he was held in his mother's arms and wandered around the world, although the future is full of uncertainties. Risk factor, but the presence of his mother gave him a great sense of security.

And so, when his mother later thrust him into Aunt Martha's arms and turned and plunged into the unseen bottom of the lake, he was silent.He didn't cry like other six-year-old children, but looked at the calm lake with a surprisingly calm look, not knowing what he was thinking.

And the reality does not allow him to think about anything, because a new round of pursuers will arrive soon, Aunt Martha didn't delay for a second, protected his little head into her arms, turned around and disappeared behind him. In the woods.

Next to Martha was a little boy named Moran, who was only three years older than him. He had curly black hair. Because he was of mixed race, his face always looked mysterious and beautiful.

When he first came to Aunt Martha's house, Blanks was not used to it, but he buried everything with a mature calm that a child should not have.This made Martha a little worried, she kept doing ideological work for him, and then let her son take the initiative to contact this poor child.

Blanks watched the behavior of their mother and son coldly. He felt that there was nothing wrong with him, and Martha was too nervous.He just couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, he always felt that there were a bunch of terrible killers gathered behind him. They quietly appeared beside him, trying to kill him in various ways. in the corner.

Blanks didn't want to die, mainly because he felt that he couldn't die now. He believed that he still had a lot of things to accomplish, and it was meaningless to die now.

So, he stubbornly opened his eyes, resisting the drowsiness inherent in the child's body, and opened the fairy tale book he had hidden under the pillow.He lowered his head, and rubbed his little hands on the book cover that was no longer brand new. He still remembered that every night before falling asleep, his mother would read these stories to himself with a smile, so that he could fall asleep quickly, and be an obedient child. And cute little angel.

The mother's voice is deep and gentle, which always makes him forget the content of the story itself and immerse himself in her voice. Then, in this gentle atmosphere, he falls asleep deeply, forgetting that he may be caught at any moment. killing situation.

Only at that moment does he feel safe.

But now, his mother sank at the bottom of that dark lake, and no one came to read these stories to him anymore.He tilted his head and thought for a while, then turned to the first page.

He is only six years old. He has been on the run for most of the time before, and has not formally attended school. Apart from his mother and a few old men, he has never had contact with other people. Take guessing and piece together to read some words you know.

Princess Prince……

He knew these two words, because he had heard them so often, and his mother had been a princess.As for why it was "once", he was still too young to understand the reason for it.

That night, the very young Blanks learned by himself, reading the fairy tale book word by word, and pieced together the original appearance of the story until dawn.

However, until dawn, he still hadn't finished reading the storybook, so naturally he didn't sleep.

Martha was very worried. He felt that the child's mental state was a little problematic. She tried to release him several times, but the other party's repulsion was too great, and she could not enter the world of that little child. "Brant, my dear, it's time for you to go to bed." Martha walked into the dark room, turned on the light in the room, and lit up the whole room.

"Okay, Auntie." Blanks replied obediently, but the movement of turning the book in his hand didn't mean to stop at all.

Martha sighed and came to his bed, reaching out to touch the child's hair, it was so golden and lovely.It's a pity that Blanks avoided it, "I don't like this, aunt."

"I'm sorry about Jessia, I came too late to help, but since she gave you to me, I will take care of you until you really grow up. Bu Rand, only when you really grow up can Jessia really feel at ease."

Blanks was silent and didn't know if he was listening.

"Man is helpless sometimes. When he is weak, he cannot protect the person he wants to protect. When he is strong, he finds that the person he wants to protect is no longer there. This is the nature of human beings. Regret—what you can do and what you want to do are not equal most of the time." Martha said, "However, you are still young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future, and you will definitely meet in the future. A person you want to protect and really like. So, from now on, you have to become stronger, become stronger before you meet him, so that you have enough strength to protect him, and It's not until you meet him that you lament your own weakness."

Blanks lowered his head and replied in a low voice, "Will there be such a person?"

Martha laughed: "There will be, there will be, in everyone's life, there will be someone who makes you feel different, someone who makes you want to spend your whole life with him."

"Then when will he show up?"

"It's a secret, Brant." Martha raised a mysterious smile, "It's a wonderful secret, I can't tell you yet, but believe me, he will one day in the future, in a kind of Magical way to come to you, I swear."

Blanks raised his head to look at this beautiful aunt, and watched her take out a small lamp from a small box beside her to himself: "It can help you find the person you want, let him Into your dreams, brought to you."

The lamp was very inconspicuous. Blanks looked at it for a while and reached out to take it. The small copper lamp trembled in his hand, and suddenly stopped moving.

"The person I want..."

That night, Blanks hugged the small copper lamp under the quilt, looking forward to the arrival of that person.

Come and stay with me tonight, okay?

The first night, that person didn't show up.

Well, I didn't listen to my aunt to drink the milk last night, so I'm not a good boy, you don't like disobedient children, do you?So, I drank all the milk before going to bed just now, you must come and see me.

He didn't come the next day either.

Why didn't you come yesterday?I've been a good boy...

On the third day, Blanks was a little sad.

Fourth day, fifth day, sixth day...

You stay with me, okay?

Today, today I started to learn to write from my aunt, she said that my writing is very good, would you like it?Come out if you like.

I'm sick and uncomfortable today, can you give me a hug?Just today, just today, please...

That person has never appeared, and Blanks has become a polite, obedient and sensible child, and he will automatically and consciously drink a large glass of milk that he hates before going to bed.

However, the person who was said to be what he wanted the most never showed up.

Expectation on the first day, watch on the second day, loss on the third day, sadness on the fourth day, tears on the fifth day, despair on the sixth day, hatred on the seventh day.

Since you won't come out, I'll take the initiative to find it.

A strange smile appeared on Blanks' small face. Auntie was right, a person can only get what he wants if he is strong.

He turned around, kicked the lamp under the bed, and walked out of the room step by step.

First, he must learn to kill.

Ten years later, he stepped on the so-called elder brother who had been chasing and killing him all the time, crushed that person's back with his feet, listened to his miserable screams as he wished, and turned his head to look at his nominal brother... The terrified eyes of his nephew and niece, and the smile on his lips, accompanied by his angelic face, made people feel shuddering inexplicably.

No one doubts that this 16-year-old boy can't do crazy things.

"Brother, are you in pain?" Blanks asked in a low voice, and the face of the handsome man under his feet immediately turned pale. "I used to be in pain too, but it got better later." He said with a smile, "Are you a little surprised to see me? You haven't seen me since the old man died. I really miss you a little bit."

"Brother, you hugged me when I was little, didn't you?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to take you to a good place, you will fall in love with it."

His eldest brother, the man named Wayne, the son of his father's ex-wife, was buried alive by him with a sneer, and he listened to the man's pleading voice in his ears. I covered it with soil, and there was no more sound.

The nephew and niece were frightened and frantically called him a devil.Blanks was unmoved, "Don't worry, I will let you go to Brother Jaw to reunite."

Two children who had just turned 14 were tied with stones by him and sank in a pond on one side.

Blanks squinted his eyes and hummed happily, looking at the floating lake in a good mood.He remembered how his mother looked when she jumped into the lake. Although it was a long time ago, the scene was as clear as yesterday, so clear that the white dress that his mother wore that day was still fresh in his memory.

Mom, I gave you two children, you will be very happy to see them, after all...that is the blood of our enemies, don't let them go, mom.

On that day, the Walker family was completely reshuffled, and Blanks entered the place with an absolutely strong posture, and brought in his mother's surname Norman.

"This is my time."

He was sitting on a mahogany chair, looking at the scene outside the window leisurely and said so.