Doomsday Rebirth as a Butterfly

With the effect of singing, Xia Mo was not so uneasy anymore. He looked at Hill with pleading and stubborn eyes, and was no longer completely afraid.

Hill narrowed his eyes, this butterfly seemed a little bolder.

It also seems a little too bold!

Only then was Hill heaving a sigh of relief. He didn't forget the panic he felt when he didn't see Mo Xia the first time he came back. Worried about struggling with mutants like last time.

At this time, he held the butterfly tightly in his palm, which made him feel that he had really found the butterfly.

But he did not forget that this butterfly was found beside Casla. When he found it, the butterfly "danced" beside Casla...

If you are bold enough, a butterfly can carry him to the basement, a butterfly can carry him to hang out with Casla, and you can choose to lie when he asks a question!

He sneered.

Throwing away Xia Mo casually, Xia Mo let out a small exclamation, spread his wings and floated in the air, met Hill's cold eyes, he retracted his wings tremblingly, and let his body fall to the floor in the air.

The floor was still covered with blankets, so Xia Mo didn't feel any pain from the fall. Hill looked at Xia Mo, staring at him intently, as if he wanted to tear him apart. Only then did Xia Mo regain the fear he once had, the kind of love for him. Hill's instinctive fear existed from the beginning.

He backed away, with a panicked and pale face, and Hill said coldly: "Now you know you're afraid? Why weren't you afraid when you went to see Casla behind my back? You chose to lie to me when I asked you a question." Why aren't you afraid?"

Xia Mo shivered and curled up.

Hill pulled the meticulous button on his neck, walked to the table and sat down, and said to Xia Mo, "Fly over here."

Xia Mo didn't dare to disobey, and quickly got up and flew to the table, but he was at the corner of the table, and he refused to get too close to Hill.

Hill almost laughed out loud, because he was afraid that if the butterfly came back early because he was afraid of loneliness, what he would get was a room full of emptiness?Because he was afraid that he would be stalked by mutants, he hurried down to the basement to search, but what he saw was him and Casla getting along in harmony?Even now he clearly has no intention of hurting Xia Mo, but Xia Mo refuses to approach him even half a step.

Hill smiled, grimly and weirdly, and he said, "You are so afraid of me, if I don't do something, am I sorry for your fear?"

Xia Mo was stunned, but Hill got up, raised his hand and tore off Xia Mo's clothes, Xia Mo exclaimed, shrank his feet to block the key parts and moved away from Hill for a few minutes.

This irritated Hill even more. Hill picked up Xia Mo, found a glass bottle, and locked him in again.

"You are willing to be a pet, and I don't need to pity you, do you think so?" Hill looked at Xia Mo in the bottle and sneered, and plugged the bottle up.

After a few days of freedom, Xia Mo returned to the glass bottle again and became a butterfly watching... This time he had no clothes at all, completely like a butterfly being watched.

At the end of Xia, his whole body was trembling. He was scared, cold, cold, and angry at the same time...

Why treat him like this?Why is he being treated like this?

Because he's not human...because he lives off a man...because he...doesn't have the power to say "no"...

Strength...is the source of respect.

Only when he is strong can he survive, only when he is strong can he say "no" to men, only when he is strong can he be free...

Xia Mo's face was pale, tears were rolling in his eyes, but this time he didn't cry, he forced back the tears...

He understood it, understood it, if he had hesitated before, and had the idea of ​​letting a man raise him for a lifetime and repay him well, now the end of Xia is gone, nothing is gone, Hill and him are different species, they It is absolutely impossible to get along with each other on an equal footing.

And Xia Mo would not want such a way of getting along with her sometimes pampering her and sometimes indulge her but sometimes treat her coldly or even put her under house arrest.

He used to be a human being, he has dignity and self-respect, even if he is treated as a pet or a butterfly, he still asks Hill to give him a little respect, to be able to communicate and listen to his explanations when he so-called makes mistakes...or to be able to Choose to trust him...

But Hill didn't, not to mention that they couldn't communicate, they just believed... Xia Mo couldn't see anything in Hill's eyes.

Without believing, how dare he communicate with Hill in a human way?How dare you show your cards...

Changing back is already an unattainable dream, and survival has become the top priority right now. Dignity is what he lacks now and what he wants so much. Although freedom is optional, he doesn't like being confined in a place. in a glass jar.

Xia Mo thought, he wanted to leave, whether it was dead or alive, he didn't want to stay here anymore...

Hailuo may be the only existence he can rely on, he can't see hostility in his eyes, what he feels is full of kindness and warmth, this way he can give him a feeling of relying on him more than Hill Can bring the end of summer closer...

Maybe one day he will be able to be independent, but now he really needs a person or a creature to give him a sense of security. He has no relatives, no reliance, and no relevant knowledge in this world.

He is helpless and helpless, needs a guiding existence, needs an accompanying existence...

Xia Mo thought, he was depressed, he was cowardly...but he was also thinking, maybe he himself was strong...

After all, if the former self found out that his parents had disappeared and the school disappeared one day, and he was the only one left in the world, and he had turned into such a non-human appearance, then he must be thinking wildly, scaring himself and causing him to cry Dead, but he is still alive now... He is actually slowly adapting to this world, to his identity and race.

Xia Mo smiled wryly, he should be grateful, thanked Hill for using threats to stop his wild thoughts when he was confused and crying, and let him deal with Hill every day except for fear...

Let him not think about it for no reason...

Let him successfully pass through the period of confusion...

Hill looked at Xia Mo who was not crying in the bottle, but curled up with closed eyes and white complexion, and his heart twitched violently. He seemed to value this butterfly too much. Hill closed his eyes, and inadvertently But when he saw Xia Mo's weak appearance again, his heart couldn't resist the pain. Maybe he didn't value this butterfly too much but was too cruel to this butterfly... But he found Cass behind his back pull……

Thinking of this, Hill clenched his fists, watching Mo Xia did not say a word of comfort or do anything to make Mo Xia feel warm.

After all, they are of different races...