Brother Jack, don't kill me!

The taste of pills was something that Lott didn't like, but the kiss on his forehead was soft and gentle.

He was immersed in that point-and-stop kiss, and it took him a long time to open his eyes, with a dazed expression.

Xia Youjie's slender fox eyes narrowed slightly, and the gaze he cast on Luo Te was, as always, as gentle as a brother.

Lott has always disliked taking medicine, but he thought that maybe with this reward, he could work hard to get used to the bitterness of the medicine.

After being taken back, most of Xia You's family's attitude towards him didn't change much, but if you look into it carefully, there are still some, for example, Xia You's mother looked at him with a little more love in her eyes, and, They no longer mentioned his dead mother in front of Lott.

Lotte was carrying a bag, he was thinking while biting off a piece of bread that Xia You's mother stuffed for him--saying that it was to make him grow taller.

He turned his head and looked at Xia Youjie who was walking beside him. Their heights were indeed quite different.

Xia Youjie jumped up in height when he was a teenager.

Moreover, not only height, Lott thought, but also IQ and effort.

Even though he entered school in the same year, Xia Youjie has already skipped a grade. He is already popular with everyone—especially girls. He became the most popular character in middle school.

When Lott ran to Xia Youjie's room one night before, he saw a mountain of love letters and chocolates stacked together. Thinking about it carefully, that day seemed to be White Valentine's Day.

Lott also received letters that day, but only one of the few letters was from a girl, and the others were all in male handwriting. Throw it away.

Lott sat on the ground and opened the letter with Xia Youjie. When he saw the girl's delicate handwriting and undisguised words of confession on the letter, his eyes widened, and he didn't realize how much he had shown. Unwilling look.

Then, a piece of chocolate was stuffed into Lotte's hand.

He raised his eyes, and Xia Youjie's smiling face approached him.

Lot opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, and he also smiled, as if to please.

Xia Youjie asked, "Don't you want to eat? Lotte."

Luo Te nodded, he tore open the package, and heard a pricking sound, Xia Youjie took the piece of chocolate with half of the package, and then a pair of knuckle hands fell into Luo Te's eyes.

"Then open your mouth." Xia Youjie smiled, with the corners of his eyes raised, revealing the appearance of a gentle but flamboyant boy.

Lott complied.

The tip of Lot's tongue touched the taste of chocolate. The bitterness of the dark chocolate stimulated his taste buds. He closed his mouth and chewed, and quickly swallowed it.

"anything else?"

Xia Youjie's voice came from beside his ear.

Lot raised his head. He didn't ask for chocolate that night. After all, eating too much sweets would cause tooth decay. Now, looking at the half piece of bread in his hand, he shook his head even more.

"I'm full." Lott said, "No need."

Xia Youjie said, "Take it, lunch box."

Luo Te took it, and he found that he had already walked to the school. Xia Youjie, who had skipped a grade, and the teaching building he went to were not in the same building. They used to be separated by the flower bed.

Lott asked, "Jie, do you have anything to do at noon?"

Usually they would sneak to the rooftop to eat together.

"Yes." Xia Youjie said, "I was told by the teacher to go to the office at noon."

Xia Youjie sighed, said something troublesome in a low voice, stretched out his hand and rubbed Lotte's messy white hair, and said, "Go and eat first."

Xia Youjie said emphatically, "Don't sneak out to eat junk food again, Lotte."

Lot raised his hand and said, "Understood."

"And don't feed the cats junk food."

He then said: "It's not a cat, it's a worm cat. Although a worm cat has a cat's face, its body is a worm."

Xia Youjie shrugged and said casually, "Oh."

Although he was past the age of children's fantasy, Lotte still insisted on calling the cat a worm cat, and even made a worm-cat pillow on the bed.

It may be the last bit of persistence caused by mental problems.

Lott always stubbornly refuted the behavior of equating bug cats with cats.

"Jie didn't believe it when he saw it."

Lott waved his hand and said, "Forget it, goodbye."

Lott then ran away with his schoolbag on his back. After a while, he turned his head again and saw Xia Youjie's figure. He was a tall boy with a ball head and strange bangs. He stood out from the crowd and had a unique personality. attraction.

Lott took a look, then turned around and moved forward with his schoolbag on his back. Just after passing a teaching building, he heard a loud noise.

In the gap between the teaching buildings, somewhere covered by shadows, a boy with brown hair was surrounded by several students who were much taller than him. His head seemed to be bleeding, and he looked very miserable. .

Lott's figure was hidden behind the street tree. He heard the students who played the role of bullying while holding the back of the brown-haired boy with their feet, and scolding him for being a villain and a lie. How could anyone see it? ghosts.

Everything reminded Lott of how Xia Youjie was squeezed out by the children when he was a child—although Xia Youjie at that time was not as miserable as the teenager now—but Lott couldn't help becoming angry.

Why do we have to suffer these things just because we are different?

Lott took down his schoolbag and looked around inside. First, there were scissors, but they were not suitable, and then there was pepper spray that was stuffed in by someone.

What followed was a passionate development like a hero who fell from the sky and rescued a bullied teenager.

Lot raised the spray in his hand and said, "Didn't your parents teach you not to use violence?"

The group of tall teenagers whose eyes were sprayed with pepper water covered their eyes and uttered a few harsh words.

Seeing this, Lott hurriedly dragged the brown-haired boy away.

They ran for a long distance, and didn't stop until they hid in the toilet of a teaching building.

The brown-haired boy leaned against the wall and sat down. He reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and said thank you. The blood on his forehead flowed into his eyes, making him squint and it was difficult to see clearly.

Lott took out a tissue from his bag, squatted down, wiped the blood, and asked his name.

"Natsume Takashi." The brown-haired boy said, his voice was soft and gentle.

Are people who can see monsters so gentle?

Lott remembered that he had heard this name before, but he didn't remember it very clearly.

"Can you see that too?"

When he heard this, Natsume Takashi's body tensed for a moment, and then he relaxed and said, "Yes."

Lott put away the tissue, he squatted halfway, held his chin, and said with a smile: "Jie can see it too, you are all amazing."

Natsume Takashi showed a surprised expression, his amber eyes blinked, and after a while, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you."

No one of his peers had ever said that to him before, they would only disdain his words and call him a liar.

"Then make friends."

Lott stretched out his hand, he smiled and watched his palm being held.

Natsume Takashi nodded and said, "Yes."

Lott said, "I think you should go to the infirmary. Let's go, I'll take you there."

Lotter stood up, and Natsume was pulled up by him.

The infirmary was not very far away, but after sending Natsume Takashi there, Lott realized that he was about to be late.

He ran in a bit of a hurry, and didn't arrive in the classroom until after the bell rang, and the door was closed, which made Lott nervous all of a sudden.

Lotte trembled unconsciously. He opened the zipper of the schoolbag with his trembling fingers, and found a bottle of anti-anxiety medicine in the jar. At this time, he didn't care about the bitter taste of the medicine. He unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out the pills in the palm of his hand.

He didn't see clearly how many pills he poured, and drank it directly with water.

Lott took a deep breath. He put the bottle away, zipped it up, knocked on the door, and opened the door after hearing the teacher's voice.

The lively atmosphere in the classroom suddenly fell silent, and the eyes of the students suddenly focused on Lotter, which made him nervous unconsciously. His fingers rubbed, and he couldn't help but want to search for his medicine bottle.

It took Lot a few minutes to find his seat. He trotted over, sat down, and put his schoolbag into the belly of the table.

At this time, Lott felt his back being poked. He turned around and saw the girl with twin ponytails.

That was his friend in class, An Li—although her real name was Henri Anta, but she always insisted on being called An Li—An Li looked at him and said, "Why are you here so late, I I have been waiting for you at the door for a long time."

Lotte smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm sorry, An Li..."

"Forget it." An Li withdrew her hand, she said, "Come with me for lunch at noon, I didn't bring any money."

Lott said: "Ah, ok, then I'll give you mine. I'm not very hungry."

Since his mother's death, his appetite has not been very good, and he will dream of alien creatures in his dreams.

An Li said yes, she pointed in the direction of the teacher, and said, "He is looking at you, so stop talking."

"Ah."

Lott turned back, his eyes lowered, and he took out the stationery from his schoolbag.

Lott took a deep breath, raised his head, and pulled the corners of his mouth. This was no different day from the past.

Everyone likes him, he thought, and he is not disliked.

……

Lotte fell asleep.

But he didn't know when he fell asleep, whether it was during class, or after lunch with An Li and after feeding the insect cat, or when Xia Youjie and Xia Youjie came home and waited for Xia You's mother to finish dinner when.

He slept deeply, but the dream was not good.

Lott heard some kind of obscure words that were similar to learned language, which passed into his ears like harsh noises.He opened his eyes in the dream, and saw a huge monster standing not far from him.

The huge, hovering flesh-colored tentacles with blinking eyes looked over when Lotter looked over.On the flesh-colored mountains made up of tentacles, a male with four eyes sat on it, his posture was leisurely, his legs were dangling, at this moment he stood up, greeted downwards, and said: "Lotter, we meet again .”

Lot subconsciously wanted to back up, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.At this time, Lott fumbled around, hoping to find his bottle of anti-anxiety medicine.

After realizing that he couldn't find the medicine, Lott trembled and asked, "What are you?"

The man with humanoid four eyes on the opposite side pressed his chest and said, "Just like what you think in your mind, we are male Pythias."

It is an alien species that only appears in childhood fantasies.

But those fantasies did not appear for a long time after Lotter left his mother.

"You can call us Frey."

Until recently, after receiving that key and the death of my mother, they replayed them again, only much less frequently.

"You seem to want to know what it is?" Frey, who claimed to be a male Pythia, laughed and said, "It's an oracle, an oracle that can grant wishes."

Ferre jumped off it, stood not far from Lotte, and said, "You don't seem to believe it."

"However, no creature will believe it. The oracle is such a lump."

Lott lowered his eyes, and he said, "You are all my hallucinations, that's what Jie said. I can't believe your words, or I will be sick like my mother."

Frey said, "Well, indeed. A shell, what you call a body, cannot bear the oracle in full health."

Frey changed the subject and said, "However, the Jie you're talking about is that human male with strange bangs."

Lot lowered his head, and he said to himself: "I can't believe what you said, Jie said, I can't be sick."

Frey laughed and said, "Do you trust him? But he is more of a threat to you than us."

"He is in the future and will kill you."

Lot raised his head, his pupils suddenly narrowed, it seemed unbelievable.

Lotte's voice trembled, and he said, "Impossible!"

"As much as you don't believe it, we're seeing a future where you're going to die," Frey said.