Doomsday Rebirth as a Butterfly

Hill took out the Xia Mo in his pocket, Xia Mo came out of his pocket, and saw Casla who was trapped by the chains at a glance. He had mixed feelings for a moment, and he couldn't look away from Casla for a long time. .

Casla was also taken aback when he saw Mo Xia. He frowned and looked at Mo Xia distressedly, and leaned forward, as if he wished he could suddenly use his strength to snatch Xia Mo over.

Seeing this, Hill suddenly sneered: "The same kind is the same kind, but the short time we get along together makes you so reluctant?"

Hearing the words at the end of Xia, my heart instantly turned cold...

The same kind... Did Hill see him as Kasla?

With a pale face, he turned back to look at Hill, his eyes full of grievances, and Hill shifted his gaze in embarrassment: "If it wasn't for this sudden mutation, how long would you want to hide from me? You and Casla can communicate with each other, and you I have known Casla before, but are you now Casla or the Helena I always thought?"

The cold words hit Xia Mo's heart, he shook his head, opened his mouth to look at Hill, tears filled his eyes, and finally fell down.

Hill felt the moisture in his hand, and his heart shrank suddenly. He clenched the other hand, pursed his lips, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and slowly loosened the hand he had been clenched all along. At the end of Xia, he wanted to rub Xia Mo's hair, but Casla's soft cry interrupted Hill's movements.

That sound, Hill didn't understand what it meant, but he saw Xia Mo's eyes on him move to Casla, looked at him with aggrieved eyes, and shook his head at him.

They are communicating...

Hill understood in his heart, and withdrew his hand abruptly, unable to see his emotions clearly with his lowered eyes.

After a while, Hill rudely stuffed Xia Mo back into his pocket, and finally took a profitable look at Casla, turned and left the basement.

Xia Mo was locked up, just like at the beginning, locked in a transparent bottle. Hill seemed to have changed nothing about him, taking care of three meals a day, washing and washing, but Xia Mo couldn't see what Hill saw in his eyes. temperature, and never heard a word about him from Hill's mouth.

He is now like a real butterfly, locked in a transparent glass bottle, acting as an appreciation.

No one talked to him, no one cheered him up, no one gave him a spare look, from the beginning of his grievance and crying, to the current numbness...

He thought, maybe he really isn't human anymore, it's not that people can't understand people's thoughts, can't communicate with people, he is no longer human...

Maybe he is the notorious Casla. They have similar characteristics and can communicate with each other. In front of Casla, he can speak, and he will not have the same misery as now.

At the end of Xia, there was never a moment when he felt that he was so far away from humans, and so far away from Hill.

The difference of species...a deep gap between Hill and Xia Mo.

Another difficult night, Xia Mo curled up in the glass bottle, shivering from the cold, the glass bottle was hard, how could it be as comfortable as his previous nest.

But now, he was released as a charity, so how can he return to the place where he used to live.

Maybe one day, Hill will cut off his food and starve him to death in this glass bottle. Maybe one day, he suddenly saw the corpse in the glass bottle, and remembered that he once raised a Helena or Cass. Lah... He might regret it, maybe regret it, and then take out his body and make a specimen...

The life of a butterfly is probably like this...

With a sound of "Pa", the light in the room suddenly turned on, Xia Mo squinted his eyes to adapt to the strong light, a shadow suddenly covered the strong light, Xia Mo opened his eyes.

"How can you treat the little guy like this!" The familiar voice, the familiar blue eyes, was Dill, Hill's younger brother.

Hill seemed to have just woken up. His hair was slightly messed up and he was still wearing pajamas, but his eyes were already looking at Dill coldly.

Dill flinched slightly, but puffed out his chest boldly and said, "He is precious Helena, how could you treat him like this!"

Hill looked at him coldly and didn't speak. Dill gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to let him out. Didn't you see that his face turned pale from the cold?"

As he said that, he was about to move the glass bottle. Hill glanced at Xia Mo's pale complexion, narrowed his eyes and said, "You dare to try."

Dill stopped his hand suddenly, he clenched his fist and looked at Hill and said, "Why? Brother..."

"Hyde told me, when you treated the little guy badly, I still didn't believe it. You once pampered him so much. Don't deny it. I know that the shells on your table were once the little guy's residence. You use them every day. The privilege to go to the vegetable cultivation base is to pick cherry tomatoes for the little guy. You removed the early warning device in your room for the safety of the little guy. You did all this for the little guy. You used to be so painful Him, now you have the heart to hide him in a glass bottle?"

Dill seemed to get more and more angry as he spoke. He reached out and grabbed the glass bottle, uncorked the glass bottle, and wanted to let Xia Mo out.

But Xia Mo shrank at the bottom of the bottle, and under Hill's cold gaze, he didn't dare to come out at all.

Hill got out of bed, he came in front of Dill, squinted at him and asked, "How do you know my affairs so clearly?"

Dill was stunned for a moment, took a step back with a slightly uncomfortable look, and said through gritted teeth: "Aren't you allowed to care about my brother?"

care?Will the younger brother who will only cling to him since childhood and only come to his elder brother for his own wishes care about the so-called elder brother?Hill didn't believe it, he smiled sarcastically: "Should I thank you for your concern?"

"Brother..." Seeing the sarcasm in Hill's eyes, Dill called out to Hill, put the glass bottle on the table, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you believe me, brother?"

Hill sneered and didn't speak, but Dill clenched his fists as if he had been hit, and suddenly said with great courage: "Why is my brother always so cold to me, don't deny it, brother, I Not a fool, I can see the disgust in your eyes, tell me what I did to make you hate me? Why do you treat me so well when you clearly hate me? "

Hill frowned: "Which eye of yours sees that I treat you well?"

Dill smiled wryly: "When I was young, I was bullied. It was you who stood in front of me. When I grow up, no matter what clues are outside, you will tell me immediately and ask me to take precautions, even a few days ago. You have also sent your personnel to help me, the future successor of the medical class, find human beings who detect and detect mutations, if what you have done is not for my brother and me, then what is good for me?"