I'll retire when I'm done

Many years later, Fu Heihui recalled that when he first met his aunt, there were actually not so many dramatic scenes.

At that time, he was only three or four years old, but he could also feel the undisguised contempt and malice from the people around him with his child's instinct.

——Your surname is Fuhei, not Chanyuan.

You are not a child of our family.

It has nothing to do with talent, nothing to do with character, in this kind of closed and self-contained family, this is enough to be the only reason for being excluded.

The child is ignorant, seemingly ignorant of the things around him, but actually has an instinctive sense of transparency, but his side is too empty, but there is no one for him to ask, why is this.

Why do I have no parents?

Why is everyone hating me?

Why do you hate me so much and keep me here?

He couldn't understand, and then subconsciously felt that he didn't need to understand-whether it was due to the child's self-preservation instinct, or the meager self-awareness he was born with; in short, the child learned first. In order to give up expectations of myself, in exchange for a stable daily life.

As long as you don't pay enough attention to yourself, you won't care what others think of you.

So when others mentioned him, they didn't care, and when others told him that someone was coming to pick him up, they didn't pay much attention. The child sat alone in the empty room, without even a toy suitable for children of this age, with empty hands and dull eyes. There is a calm beyond his age.

A slender figure stood at the door and slowly opened the thin paper door.

Different from the traditional kimono commonly seen in the Zenyuan family, this person in front of him is wearing a neat and neat snow-white military uniform, and the black military boots that fit the calf line are generously stepping on the shiny wooden corridor. The rest of the Zenyuan family are shocked and angry Looking at her, but dare not stop.

Her face was covered with a snow-white silk ribbon covering her eyes so that she couldn't see clearly. Fu Heihui looked up at her with a calm attitude that didn't look like a three or four year old child at all.

"...Are you Fu Heihui?"

The visitor's tone was gentle, and she squatted down on the spot, maintaining an eye-level height with the child sitting on the ground.

"I'm your aunt."

"...What is aunt?"

The boy spoke, and the crisp childish voice still carried the innocent doubts unique to children.

The other party patiently explained: "Aunt is your father's younger sister, and also your relative by blood."

The boy accepted this setting graciously, and continued to ask: "Does your aunt know my mother?"

"I'm sorry," Bai Hong smiled apologetically, "I haven't seen your mother."

The boy pursed his lips. No matter how he pretended to be mature, he was still just a child after all. He still couldn't hide his disappointment after hearing the news.

The father who took this name randomly without knowing whether he was a man or a woman, the father whom he had never met in such a long time, the mother who had never been mentioned so far...

Am I a child abandoned by my parents?

"...Then," Fu Heihui stared at Bai Hong, hesitating slightly, "What did Auntie come to see me for?"

Bai Hong stretched out his hand to him, showing him a gentle smile.

"Auntie is here to take you home."

The boy looked at her, and after a while, Ai Ai put his hand on her hand, and asked cautiously, "Are you really an aunt?"

"...Not mom?"

She fits almost everything he imagined for the role of mother.

Gentle, powerful, and beautiful, this person is worthy of all the beautiful descriptions in this world just by standing there.

——Most importantly, she came only for herself.

"I'm sorry, I'm not your mother." Bai Hong replied in a gentle voice, and he squeezed his fingers together to hold the boy's young palm. "But you have the same blood as mine, so you are also my child."

It's my aunt, not my mother.

But for a fragile young child who has not yet been able to distinguish the difference and has never felt the love of her parents, even if she has never called her mother, she is no different from the concept of the role of "mother".

—Auntie is different.

The little boy, who was embraced in a strange and warm embrace, quickly realized it.

And after the boy came into contact with his real biological father in the future, he did not hesitate to completely strip the concept of "respecting his father" from his mind-anyway, the man named Fuheshier has nothing to respect. The place.But now Fu Heihui still doesn't know what kind of unreliable and wonderful creature her father is, a small heart is beating, and her eyes are full of curiosity and instinctive admiration for her relatives and elders .

The person appeared, then held out his hand, and took himself away.

For the child, the Zenyuan home was not even allowed to speak in front of her, and there was no imaginary entanglement and separation. He just left the room that was never allowed to leave. , standing under the sun.

...Is it that simple?

The boy was thinking incredulously, his eyes subconsciously followed his aunt's back.

"Does Hui want to go by herself?"

she asked patiently.

The child nodded vigorously, unwilling to let her down, and showed off his mentality a little bit.

He is very fast, walking faster than his peers.

As a result, the child didn't take a few steps before being pulled away by the tall and brisk Bai Hong.

Hui was a little flustered, and trotted a few steps to catch up, but accidentally fell to the ground, making a loud noise with a thud, Bai Hong stopped and turned around, walking towards the child lying on the ground.

...It must be very embarrassing and ugly like this.

Will I be hated by my aunt?

The boy anxiously raised his head and wanted to get up, but met Bai Hong who was bending down in front of him again.

"aunt……?"

"I made a mistake and forgot that you were a child."

With a gentle voice, she reached out and hooked the boy's legs, picked him up and carefully protected him in her arms. Her gorgeous and noble military uniform coat became the boy's temporary coat. Bai Hong deliberately pulled out a piece to block the boy's face. Others explore with different emotions.

Hiding in this embrace, the boy who had been forced to practice manners all day even felt a little drowsy and deeply sleepy.

"Sleepy?"

The boy rubbed his eyes in a daze, and answered in a low voice.

"……Um."

But if my aunt doesn't want me to fall asleep, he will try her best.

Bai Hong chuckled and patted his head.

"Then go to sleep, my aunt is here."

Whether it was a look of hatred or a vicious curse, the boy whose ears were blocked from his eyes escaped into a place of sanctuary that he had never imagined.

——It was such a simple matter for Yu Baihong to leave that indifferent and quiet place that was suffocating and difficult to struggle like a quagmire.

Very gentle, very warm, very safe.

Until he left the Chanyuan home, he never heard a single gossip from others.

***

When she went in, the military police and other members of the Chanyuan family were waiting at the door.

Bai Hong used "not to scare the child" as a reason not to allow anyone to join her. A group of people waited eagerly at the door. Seeing their major general enter the yard alone, he hugged a soft baby when he came out. child.

Everyone: ...? ? ?

Major General! ?

What are you doing, Major General! ! !

The child was completely unaware of the terrified expressions of a group of people. The little boy about three or four years old was too obedient. At this time, he was carefully wrapped in a military uniform and huddled in his aunt's arms, watching the steady ups and downs of his body. It could be judged from the arc that the child was almost falling asleep, and the young lady major general put her arms around the child's legs and protected the back of his head with one hand and let him lie in her arms, her movements were naturally terrifying.

...It seems to be a very harmonious and beautiful picture of happiness to others, if the person holding the child carefully is not Zhan Gui Baihong.

Tantian Shantouhuo: ...

If you don't know the nature of the person in front of you, and you don't know anything about her, you may automatically think of such warm descriptions as a young mother holding a child when seeing this scene.

...Is it all right, kid.

Would it really be impossible for the war ghost to pinch and break his neck?

The person in charge of the Supernatural Secret Service Division with a calm personality pushed the glasses that had fallen off with trembling hands.

——If you dare to wake up this child, you will be killed.

The major general, who didn't say a word, smiled kindly and gently, but when he turned his back to them, his aura revealed such a message.

The soldiers and police were irritated by the murderous aura, but they all heaved a sigh of relief.

Very well, it's me.

"Farming." Bai Hong, who was concentrating on coaxing the children, suddenly called out to his subordinates.

"exist."

"I will have no other children, this child will be my only blood relative."

Zhongtian Shantouhuo was slightly taken aback.

He saw Bai Hong turned his head to the side, showing a gentle smile to himself.

"So the value of this child, do you understand?"

The man's heart tightened, and he nodded solemnly.

"—The subordinate understands."

——It is Nilin, and it is also the bottom line.

Bai Hong's palm gently pressed the ear of the child in his arms to ensure that the child would not hear his voice, and then he whispered to the people directly next to the Buddhist monastery:

"Master Patriarch, we don't want others to know about our visit today."

Her tone was gentle, but there was no killing intent in her, but the people who lived directly in the monastery had already seen her other side, so she didn't dare to relax at all, so she could only listen to Bai Hong's slow explanation:

"For one thing, the world of conjuration and the military have always been two parallel lines by default, so I hope you understand that I am here today just to take away my blood relatives, and there is no other meaning;

Secondly, you also know that when I was a child, I had some unnecessary involvement with the magic world. Before the game started, I didn't really want to have an accidental connection with the magic world... The Chanyuan family is an exception, and I don't want it to appear. Another question. "

The old Patriarch twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a half-smile expression: "Unexpectedly, you still know the rules."

Of course she knew.

Bai Hong smiled.

And she knew very well that they would be more proactive than Bai Hong in terms of how to keep it secret.

Not to mention that the Chanyuan family failed to give birth to an heir who possessed the [Ten Shadow Spells] technique, and would spend a lot of money to buy his son from Fu Heisher... If he left the family and gave birth to this child It doesn't matter if the person is someone else, but a "trash" who has never been taken seriously and has been completely ignored by the whole family as a transparent pawn since childhood, wants to speak to Fuhesher, no matter what his attitude is at the time, this is This kind of thing itself is a great shame and humiliation that this kind of traditional family with high self-esteem dare not say.

Hype?Ask for help?

Is it to say that they need to ask others to get back the precious ancient spells that the family has been waiting for for generations, or are they oppressed by Bai Hong who does not belong to the world of magic?

Forget it, the Zenyuan family can't afford to lose that face for the time being.

Their almost arrogant self-esteem is exactly what Baihong needs most now——

The young major general had a faint smile.

"And I don't think even one of the Zenyuan family, one of the imperial family, would be willing to break the habit of not offending each other for so many years because of a child, don't you think?"

A vein twitched on the forehead of the person directly next to the Buddhist temple.

"Are you trying to reason with me?"

"how come."

Bai Hong answered with a smile, but he was not polite at all.

"I took the position of major general at the age of 17, not to come back and reason with you."

"By the way, even if I abandon my current background, just as a Baihong, I also have the ability to crush your Buddhist family."

The 17-year-old Major General...

The person directly next to the Zen Yuan couldn't help but clicked his tongue, watching Bai Hong's leaving back, and squeezed out a sneer evaluation from between his teeth.

--monster.

****

"Is this appropriate, Major General?"

On the way back, Zhongtian and Baihong took the same car, and the good boy picked up from the Buddhist monastery had already fallen asleep in the arms of his aunt, and Baihong patted his little nephew's back with his palm. , Zhongtian had to keep his voice down, trying not to wake up the major general: "Is it really okay to leave this kind of thing to the Zenyuan family..."

"Well, it doesn't matter."

Bai Hong replied warmly.

"The relationship between the Zenyuan family and the Wutiao family is not very good, so they will be more reluctant than us to know about this kind of thing."

"But I'm a little surprised that you didn't choose to go back to Wutiao's house for a look—" Zhongtian mentioned it casually, but Bai Hong asked in surprise, "Why should I go back?"

Cuckoo Gojo Satoru for more than three years and then take the initiative to go back? ? ?

Are you courting death? ?

Zhong Tian stayed for a while, and couldn't react: "But you left from the Wutiao family back then, right? After all, it is different from the Zenyuan family. You have been writing and contacting there for a few years ago, right?"

Can you make such a big fight for a child who has never met and only has a blood relationship, but you don't want to meet another person who grew up together?

If I remember correctly, the major general had a good friendship with the young head of the Wutiao family when he was a child?

...not good.

is the shadow.

Bai Hong corrected silently in his heart.

Gojo Satoru made such a deep impression on her, that to Bai Hong it could be called a different kind of childhood shadow.

Strictly speaking, Bai Hong has never experienced a normal human childhood, and this is the first time in his life—either the concept of childhood did not exist before this, or it was because of the excessive doting of the elders that it was impossible for others to give it to him. She caused shadows... So, even though she refused to admit it, Bai Hong, who grew up as a normal human being this time, did not escape this curse. In fact, she also had the childhood shadow stage that ordinary human cubs must go through.

And it is very unfortunate that the person who caused the shadow was the white-haired little bastard from the Wutiao family who had fought with her more than once when she was a child.

Even though he has already sat in this position, Bai Hong still has some uncontrollable headaches when he thinks about going to meet him.

"..."

The major general turned his face sideways, and responded with subtle silence to his subordinate's question.

If you want to say why you don't want to meet...

It can't be said that it wasn't until the moment she came to the Chanyuan's house that she suddenly remembered that she hadn't written a letter to Wutiaowu for at least three years, right?

In fact, the several letters before the disconnection was all due to Lin Taro reminding himself to remember that there was still this stubble...

Although I can't guarantee that the reason why the kid didn't come to find him is because he didn't contact him for too long and forgot about himself, or he was already mad with anger before that, but Bai Hong has no doubt that if the news of his return appears in the In the magic world, Gojo Satoru will definitely be the first to come to seek revenge——

After all, they have been inseparable for so long, among other things, she still has a lot of ability to hold grudges against white hair and bamboo horses.

Bai Hong: ...

...It's okay, don't be cowardly!

Errors are not considered errors as long as they are not discovered. It is shameful to escape but useful!

Bai Hong resolutely gave up thinking, and instead put all his energy on the child in his arms, with an obvious look of interest on his face.

"It doesn't matter. The most important thing right now is the child. You can let go of everything else first."