Brother Jack, don't kill me!

The Manipulator story takes place before the Virtual Realm.

Before it all began, the Wiltshire family had moved from abroad at the end of the summer.

They were a reconstituted family and Charles was brought in by a man named father, the eldest son.

As for the youngest son, it is said that he has a family genetic mental illness inherited from his mother. Her mother went crazy after giving birth to him, and he himself was locked up at home because of his illness and was never released.

Xia Youjie heard the news while listening to his parents chatting.

He had only glimpsed things from a distance when the Wiltshires moved over.

For example, the Wiltshire family is all black-haired, only the very thin figure following the eldest son has pure white hair.

At that time, the eldest son, Charles, was helping his parents pack their things. He carried the luggage in and went inside to take care of his mother. The slightly bigger man, who should be called the father in their family, just had a straight face and no expression on his face. Instructing them expressively.

After everything was moved in, the wooden door was closed, but no one went in.

The white-haired, skinny boy was just standing by the fence, he was left there on purpose - acted like the adults in their family wanted to get rid of him - he was just standing by the fence in the rain, silly Yes, motionless, like an abandoned dog.

The boy's white hair was wet and stuck to his neck, and the rain drenched him thoroughly along his cheeks, even the clothes on his body were wet, and he was in a mess.

But he just waited, like waiting for his parents to pick him up, silly, like a real mental patient.

Xia Youjie passed by Wiltshire's mansion that day. He wanted to send the umbrella there, but before he could take a step, his mother pulled him away by the hand.

Xia Youjie heard his mother say, "That's their family business."

Xia Youjie's mother sighed and said, "We can't meddle in our own business."

Xia Youjie asked, "Why?"

His mother didn't answer, just grabbed his hand and led him away from the house quickly.

Xia Youjie turned his head, and he saw the boy who was drenched in the rain.

It was at this time that the door of the house opened a small crack.

Charles ran out from behind the door without an umbrella. He trotted to the door, opened the iron door, and pulled the white-haired boy inside.

Xia Youjie saw them entering the house, and the door was closed again before he turned his head.

……

Later Xia Youjie knew the name of the white-haired boy, his name was Luo Te, and that was already a year later.

Although Xia Youjie often walked past that house during the year after school, he was rarely able to see Luo Te.

Lott is like a ghost living in the house. He is inconspicuous and has almost no sense of existence. It seems that he has never come out in the daytime. The one who has the same treatment as him is his mother.

Xia Youjie knew the reason, it was because they were all mental patients.

Familial psychopaths.

The eldest son of the Wiltshire family, Charles, is going to school normally.

Charles is a year younger than Xia Youjie, because Xia Youjie is smart and hardworking, so he has already skipped a grade.

Xia Youjie occasionally passed their handicraft class in the corridor, and through the open window he heard the conversations of the teenagers inside.

"This bracelet is very beautiful." A girl praised.

Another said: "What's the matter? Hey Charles, did you do this?"

Charles shook his head. He took back the bracelet made of red string and held it in his palm.

Charles said, "I didn't make it up."

Charles paused for half a second and said, "My brother made it up."

At the same time as hearing this, almost all the children inside became fussy.

The few people who liked this bracelet very much before said with extremely exaggerated expressions, "Did your mentally ill brother make this up?"

"how can that be!"

"It won't have germs on it, Charles, throw it away."

The children urged, but Charles didn't speak, he just lowered his head and looked at the chain held in the palm of his hand.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the classroom.

Someone saw Xia Youjie standing outside through the glass of the window, so he trotted over to open the door.

Xia Youjie walked in. He was older than these students, but he skipped a grade again, so he looked very prestigious.

The students inside were less rowdy when he came in.

Xia Youjie wanted the bracelet, and he looked at it.

In the children's group, this bracelet is very delicate and unique. Although its edges are a bit rough, this does not affect its overall quality.

Xia Youjie raised his head, he smiled, and asked, "Did your brother make it up?"

Charles frowned, he looked at Xia Youjie warily, and after a while, he nodded hesitantly and said, "Yes."

"That--"

Xia Youjie said, "Can I meet him? I like this bracelet very much."

Xia Youjie knew that it was just an excuse. In fact, he just used this reason to meet the person he met on a rainy day.

Charles didn't want Xia Youjie to meet Lott at first.

The children next to him also started to make noise. They said it was a mental patient.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, it seems that everyone in this town knows that there is a mental patient in Wiltshire's family.

But Xia Youjie persisted and wanted to see him.

Charles was silent for a long time, but finally agreed.

When school was over, it was not too late, the sun was half shining on my body, and it was very warm.

Charles was carrying a schoolbag, he didn't have any expression, just walked slowly in front.

It seemed that he wanted to dispel Xia Youjie's thoughts with such an attitude.

But such delays cannot last long.

The house of the Wiltshire family will arrive soon.

Charles took out the key and opened the garden door. He pulled open the iron gate. After a soft sound, he led Xia Youjie through the small courtyard and into the house.

"Keep your voice down." Before going in, Charles reminded, "Be sure to keep your voice down."

Xia Youjie responded.

After the wooden door was opened, Charles did not lead him into the corridor behind the door, but turned around and pointed to a staircase, a staircase leading to the basement.

Charles stood at the stairs, pointed to the bottom of the dark hole, and said, "Lott is below."

That's when Xia Youjie knew Luo Te's name.

Charles took him down.

Charles's movements were very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone, he deliberately lightened his steps.

Xia Youjie watched him open the door and called inside.

There were footsteps in the basement.

Then, a head poked out from the door.

Lot raised his face, he smiled, his white hair fell behind his head, his eyelashes were long and fluttering, like a butterfly flapping its wings, very pretty.

Xia Youjie followed behind and walked into the basement.

It's cramped inside, but it's well-equipped.

There was no place to sit, so Xia Youjie could only sit on the small bed.

Charles said, "He wants to see you, Lott."

After being thus introduced, Charles said: "Father is at home, keep your voice down."

Lott nodded, and he said, "Okay."

Luo Te sat on the small bed. He turned his head, looked at Xia Youjie, and asked with a smile, "Who are you? Why do you want to see me?"

Xia Youjie said his name.

When he sat down, Xia Youjie could smell the washing powder on him, it was mild.

Lott was very white, as if he hadn't seen the light for a long time.

Xia Youjie thought about it, and he also asked.

Xia Youjie asked, "Why don't you go out?"

At this time, Xia Youjie realized that something was wrong with his question.

Lott blinked, and he asked, "Can I go out?"

He is like a fragile bird that has been imprisoned for a long time.

"Of course." Xia Youjie said, "Why can't you go out?"

Charles said beside him: "Father won't let him go out."

Charles' throat choked, and he said: "He ignored Lott, but he just didn't want him to go out. He said he was afraid of embarrassment. In fact..."

Charles didn't go on, but people of this age knew the meaning hidden in his words.

The man who is nominally Lott's father wants Lott to die in the basement.

Lot lowered his eyes, he looked a little sad.

So Xia Youjie changed the subject, pointed to the chain Charles was holding in his hand, and asked, "Did you make that up?"

Lott nodded heavily, and he said, "Yes."

Xia Youjie said, his voice was very gentle, he said: "It's very beautiful."

"Thanks," Lott said, laughing, looking happy.

Lotter said, "I can make one for you, too."

Xia Youjie stared at him blankly.

After a while, Xia Youjie said, "Okay."

Luo opened the drawer beside the bed, he took out the red rope from it, and tried it on Xia Youjie's wrist.

Lotte's palms were warm, his fingers were well-knit, and there was no flesh on his wrist bones. It would be better to say that he was very thin.

The somewhat slender hand rubbed against Xia Youjie's wrist, causing a faint itch.

When Xia Youjie was about to say something, Luo Te withdrew his hand, grabbed a piece of red string that had been measured out, and said, "Okay."

After the sound of footsteps just now, Charles stood outside the door. He seemed to have heard something, and said, "Give it to Xia Youjie later."

Charles frowned and said, "Father seems to be here."

Xia Youjie left the basement. Before going out, he heard Lott say to himself: "I'll give you a few days."

Xia Youjie stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and asked, "Then how should I see you?"

Lotter thought for a moment, and he looked up at Charles.

Charles sighed, looked over with his golden eyes, and said, "You will come out when father is out."

"Okay." Lott said.

Lott said, "Then next week."

Lotte's eyes were shining, and when he smiled, his brows were crooked, and there were dimples on his cheeks.

Lott doesn't look like a psychopath.

……

Xia Youjie waited for Luo Te the next Sunday.

The white-haired boy pushed open the garden door, he got out, and handed over the red chain that was tightly held in his hand to Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie took it and said, "Thank you."

Lott said, "You're welcome."

Lott stood under the twilight, and he smiled and said, "It's boring to stay at home all the time. Weaving rope can make you happier."

Xia Youjie was silent for a while, and when Luo Te turned around and wanted to run back, he grabbed Luo Te's wrist.

Xia Youjie asked, "Do you want to go out?"

When Lott turned his head, his eyes seemed to be lit up with stars, shining brightly.

Lot hesitated for a long time, and he said, "Can I?"

"of course can."

Lott said: "But if you go out, you won't be a good boy."

Xia Youjie grabbed his hand and said, "That's not important, I'll take you out."

Luo Te let Xia Youjie hold his hand and followed him.

Lott had hardly seen the outside world, so he acted naive and childish.

He was curious about almost everything he saw on the street.

Xia Youjie took him to the park where children often come to play.

Lott didn't say anything, he just watched the children play.

So Xia Youjie asked, "Do you want to play?"

Lott turned to look at him, and then he hesitated and asked, "Can I?"

Xia Youjie's voice was gentle, he lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

Lotter wants to play on the swing.

So Xia Youjie took him there, Luo Te sat on the swing, Xia Youjie pushed behind him.

The wind blew Lot's white hair, and he laughed, as if he had never been so happy.

"Thank you." Lott said, although his voice was a little blurred due to the obstruction of the wind, he said, "You are so kind, Xia Youjie."

Then Lott asked again: "Can you take me out next time?"

Xia Youjie laughed and said, "Of course."

"Wow--"

Lott turned his head, his white hair blown by the wind.

"Xia Youjie, you are the best."

Lott said, "Elder brother didn't take me out. By the way, can I call you Jie?"

Xia Youjie answered in the affirmative.

Lott looked very happy, his eyes were bright, and it seemed that he had few chances to be brought out, so he cherished this opportunity very much.

Lotter didn't want to go back until it was dark and all the children in the park had left.

The house of the Wiltshire family was lit, and against the light, Lott saw his father standing at the door.

His father's expression was extremely serious and fierce, as if he wanted to kill someone.

When Lott walked to the door, his name was called, and his father told him to get out.

Luo Te turned his head, he glanced at Xia Youjie, then he broke away from Xia Youjie's clenched hand, and trotted in.

Xia Youjie watched as Lott was grabbed by the collar and carried in, and then the door was closed.

Not right.

not good--

Xia Youjie stood outside the closed iron gate, he heard faint cries coming from the mansion.

Xia Youjie clenched his fists.

It would be great if I could go in and help Lott.

In a daze, Xia Youjie remembered what Lott had said to him when the sun was setting. Lott said that it would be great if there were aliens and monsters in the world.

Xia Youjie asked him why, aren't those all harmful things?

"But those beat dad," Lott said. "I hate him."

And now, Xia Youjie thought, if there really is a world——

In a world with monsters, it would be great if he could use them to protect Lott.

作者有话要说：时间线：操纵者杰哥—虚拟领域（开头day1）的世界线—q84的世界线。备注一下）感谢在2021-05-1814:40:46~2021-05-1920:36:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!