Pure love, Sipi, the god of war, she is alive

To what extent can human malice go.

The so-called connection of kinship, the rhetoric that blood is thicker than water, under the contamination of malice, the red blood will also be stained to turbidity, blacker than ink.

Yi Guyoutai sat quietly in Lixiang's small room, raised his head and stared at the cracked ceiling motionless, his eyes were dim and dull, every breath of air was like ice balls in a world of ice and snow, entering from the respiratory tract. , fell into the hot blood vessels, freezing the warm limbs.

He remembered Lixiang's expression when he saw something was wrong and pushed him into his room, and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

he does not know.

He doesn't know anything.

His Sato...

Yigu Yuta never wavered in his love for Lixiang, but at this moment, this firmness turned into bloodstains of the whip, making him almost drown in the deep water coming from all directions.

Lixiang...how much is there that he has never known?

Did he really know Li Xiang?

Yi Gu stood up abruptly, almost paranoid, his eyes burning like pain, and forcefully stuffed everything he had witnessed into his eyes.

This is Kimoto Rika's room.

There is no light on the ceiling, the only source of light is an old-fashioned desk lamp on a small wooden table.

On the bedside table was a wrinkled, yellowed doll, with button eyes and a stitched smiling expression, as if silently watching him.

In the closet, there were three or two dresses, none of which fit well, and what Lixiang was wearing now should be her newest dress.

A narrow space that can be filled by three people standing in a row, a silent and dim environment without light.

This is where Rika placed her entire childhood when he didn't know it.

Yi Gu Youtai was absent-minded for a long time, and the sound of breathing was clearly audible.

He frowned, his brain felt sharp pain as if it had been sharpened by a knife edge, he put his fingers on his temple, and pressed that acupuncture point firmly with his knuckles.

clam down.he said to himself.

You have to be calm, you have to be calm, you have to be sane.

Don't get out of control anymore, Yi Gu Youtai.

There is not even a clock in the room, and the passage of time in the small space seems to have lost its capture.

Yigu Youtai put his hand on the doorknob, standing still like a sculpture for a long time, then he wiped his lips with one hand, tapped his finger on the edge of the corner of his lips, and slowly pulled it up until it was fixed in a perfect smile arc superior.

Forcibly packing up all the gushing emotions, Yi Gu turned the doorknob.

.........

"grandmother?"

Hearing the soft sound of the door being opened, Xiao Lixiang turned her head to look.

There was a lot of dust on her face, and she was holding a dirty rag in her hand.

The stooped figure against the light at the entrance, with old white hair all over his head, even if he couldn't see his expression clearly, Lixiang knew that the old man must be drooping at the corner of his mouth, with a serious appearance.

"You're back……"

As if he didn't hear or see her, the old man walked straight into the house without looking at her, but said coldly when passing by Xiao Lixiang, "Hurry up, haven't I cleaned it up when I come back? "

"Oh." Xiao Lixiang has long been used to her sarcastic way of speaking.

However, when the figure of the old man passed by the cabinet, he stopped suddenly.

Her eyes were almost squeezed out by the folds of her skin, but there was only a slit open, but her eyes seemed to be shining brightly, which was surprisingly vicious.

It's a pity that this old lady of Kimoto's family only uses it to pay attention to trivial things that are so enviable by other old people.

"Lixiang." The old man's hoarse voice sent chills down the back for no reason, "Did you touch your parents' vase?"

Xiao Lixiang's eyes widened, and she murmured in disbelief: "I just took it off and dusted it... I didn't break it either."

"Who allowed you to touch it!" The old man's crutch slammed down on the floor, and she pointed at Li Xiang, "Did you forget the past? Why, do you want to break it again?"

Lixiang thought this was unreasonable: "I didn't! If Lixiang didn't take it down and wipe it, grandma would blame Lixiang again when she saw the dusty vase!"

She accidentally broke it once, and after that, grandma looked at her like a patient with neurological disorder and cerebellar palsy. She would break other bottles and jars in the house if she was not careful.

"You still dare to talk back!" The old man's voice was high-pitched, shrill, and she said angrily, "After cleaning for so long and not cleaning the house, did you come home late? Oh, yes, you seemed to be Did you meet a boy in the hospital? Why, you’ve been obsessed with ghosts, and you’ve been obsessed with it, and you don’t even want to go home because of the men outside, right?!”

The old man didn't seem to realize that Lixiang was only eight years old, and every sentence he said was harder to hear.Considering the age of the old man, maybe in her day, she was so unreasonable to girls?

Xiao Lixiang couldn't bear it any longer, as if she had been stepped on to the breaking point, she retorted loudly: "That's not true! Grandma, you can't talk about Youtai like that!"

The old man in front of her can criticize her however she likes, but she has no reason to slander Youta, what did he do wrong?

That was Li Xiang's only friend, the only friend she had met during the eight dark years, the only friend who would think about her, worry about her, and care about her.

The old man's anger erupted instantly, and she screamed, "You started turning your elbows out so early, didn't you, you little white-eyed wolf", while raising her crutches high, as if she was about to hit Lixiang.

Li Xiang hugged her head subconsciously and closed her eyes tightly.

After a few seconds.

The pain didn't come.

The girl opened her eyes stiffly, and what she saw was a long crutch that was forced to stagnate in mid-air. Looking forward, the old man's arm was clamped by one hand, unable to move an inch.

"This old man, has he done too much?"

ah.It's that big brother.

Lixiang stared blankly, forgetting to even put down her hands.

The black-haired boy's tone was full of politeness, but his actions were by no means gentle.

He pinched the old man's arm, as if he was pinching a piece of plasticine, which could easily deform it. If the other party wasn't an old man, the young man's slap just now would have broken her entire hand.

"It's a good thing for the elderly to be in good health." Yi Gu said with a smile, "But can it be used on the right path?"

"Who are you...?" The old woman's face, which was full of malice, became even uglier under the distorted expression.

Yi Gu turned a deaf ear to the old man's questioning, he said to himself: "How many years have you abused this child?"

He narrated in a soft voice: "Do you know that there is legislation in this country? For criminals who abuse children, if the circumstances are serious, the sentence can be up to 20 years... Ah, but for the elderly, this number almost means that they will be in prison. Will you stay here until you die of old age?"

"Abuse? Children?" The old woman seemed to have heard some big joke, the wrinkled skin on her face trembled, and a "Hehe" leaked laughter came out of her mouth, "If it is really Of course I will take good care of a normal child, but, but, Kimoto Rika is not a 'child' at all!" She screamed, pointing her other hand at the girl in the corner, hysterical.

"Child? She is a devil at all! She is a murderer! She is the devil's child! What do you know as an outsider!"

The old woman struggled frantically, Yi Gu let go of his wrist in astonishment, and the old man with extremely fragile nerves took the opportunity to break free.

"What are you talking about?" Did he still hear Japanese?

demon?criminal?Who, Sato? ?

Someone actually used such unbearable and dark words to describe his wife, his Lixiang?

Yi Gu turned his head, but what he saw was the girl trembling in fear, her pupils contracted in shock, and she even forgot to deny it.

...But, have you really forgotten?

Yi Gu Youtai's ears were filled with the old woman's voice full of hatred: "This is the devil who killed my daughter-in-law and my son! She killed her parents, she is a disaster !"

Yi Gu no longer paid attention to the clamor of the old man.

He approached the girl step by step, and tried his best to lighten his steps, as if he was afraid of scaring a sensitive little white rabbit. He squatted down softly, put his hands on Li Xiang's shoulders, and said in a gentle and gentle tone: "Good boy, Li Xiang. Tell me Is what grandma said true?"

He believed that there would be no unreasonable hatred in this world. Why would an ordinary old man who lost his child pour so much hatred into the only blood left by his son?

There must be a reason for this.

However, he will only listen to Lixiang's explanation.

"Tell me, Rika."

Tell him, whether it is true or not, as long as you tell him, he will believe it.

The girl's tears wet Yi Gu's shirt, and the trembling voice under her cry made her unable to speak: "No, Lixiang...not a devil, Lixiang did something wrong, but Lixiang wants to protect herself, Lixiang must protect yourself……"

Her dad killed mom, right in front of her.

Her father took her to the mountain and locked her in the house. Dad wanted to kill her.

Lixiang didn't want to be like her mother, so Lixiang resisted.

By the time she realized it, her father was already lying in a pool of blood.

Lixiang knew it was wrong, Lixiang knew she had done something wrong, but it was all she could do.

"That's it." Yi Gu showed an encouraging smile, and touched the girl's head as a reward, "I'm very happy that Lixiang told the truth."

The girl shook her head desperately: "Brother, let's go, Lixiang is a liar and has been hiding it from you... Lixiang, it's actually a matter of a bad boy."

She is a bad kid, not only did she do that kind of thing, she also likes to deceive adults, like to lie, so grandma will hate her, no one wants to play with her, it is a matter of course.

"Lixiang's hands are already dirty, big brother." The girl lay on his shoulder and sighed in a whisper.

"I lied to you, sorry."

She invited him back to her home because she thought that if there were strangers at home, grandma would restrain herself a bit.

After all, she is still a bad kid who likes to take advantage of others.

"Let's go, big brother."

She likes the smell of big brother very much, it is clean and warm, like a daisy in the sun, such a person should stay away from Lixiang...

There was a muffled sound, the sound of breaking flesh and blood.

The scarlet liquid dripped on the girl's face.

She raised her head dully, and looked at the young man who was close by.

Yi Gu Youtai's expression was the same as usual, his eyes were full of warmth looking at her alone.

In the palm of his open right palm, a sharp blade stabbed into it, breaking a deep bloody hole, and piercing out from the back of the hand.

Yi Gu Youtai pulled out the knife without hesitation, and blood spattered everywhere again.

He took the girl's little hand and showed her his right hand that had been pierced through.

"Look, Sato, my hands are dirty too."

he said with a smile.

"Now we are the same."