Brother Jack, don't kill me!

"You should wake up, Lotte."

As the voice in his ears fell, Lott opened his eyes. He found that he was sleeping on the bed, covered tightly with the quilt, and his bedroom was pitch black, with no lights turned on, only relying on the white light coming in from the window. In the moonlight, he saw the tall man standing beside his bed.

"Father?" Lott's voice was very soft, almost whispering, and then he shook his head self-consciously, thinking that his father would not take the initiative to see him.

Lott lowered his head, and he snapped his fingers, thinking that since he was sent to Xia You's house, his father had never been here again, except for sending money, Lott's initiative to call the past was only answered two or three times, the man's voice Exhaustion mixed with impatience.

If it's not the father, then it's the Umbrella Man.

The man with black hair back turned on the bedside lamp, his golden eyes shone like the lights, he bent down slightly, reached out and stroked Lott's cheek, and said, "You are crying, Lott, Was it a nightmare?"

"No." Lott leaned on the back of the bed. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, still choked up a little uncontrollably, and asked, "Why are you here? You always say you are very busy, Umbrella Man."

The Umbrella Man laughed, and he said, "The employer gave me a vacation, so I came to see you, Lott, your situation doesn't look very good."

Lot raised his head, and the corners of his eyes were red. At this moment, he held his throat and coughed uncontrollably.

"That's right, poor thing, my little Lotte."

The Umbrella Man sighed, but there was no sadness in his tone. He said, "Lotte, you shouldn't have rescued him."

"He wasn't supposed to be in the story of the house," the Umbrella Man said with a smile. "It's like, um, stuffing human offal into the stomach of a ragdoll cat, and getting the blood mixed with cotton, the story will soon be It smells filthy, disgusting, and decaying. Parasites crawl out of the cat's stomach, brought by outsiders."

"Then, they corrupt you, transform you, turn you into something you don't recognize, like the classmates around you."

"Of course." The Umbrella Man looked at the silent Lott and said, "Our little Lott won't regret it, will he?"

The Umbrella Man said, "Maybe you think you're doing the right thing, then I really want to applaud you, Lotte."

Lott said in a low voice: "He's just like Jay, he's gentle. And I don't want to see gentle people being bullied."

The Umbrella Man said, "Yes, yes. Meek people don't deserve to be bullied, only hopelessly stupid fools who think of themselves as saviors should be bullied."

The Umbrella Man clapped his hands. He sat down by the bed, raised his hand and stroked Lotte's white hair, and said, "But if you saved him, this story will inevitably come to a [bad ending]."

The Umbrella Man withdrew his hand, covered his mouth and laughed softly, and said, "This is really boring. Boring things are the most annoying."

Lot jumped out of bed amid the laughter of the Umbrella Man. He stepped on his slippers and walked out of his bedroom. Before he closed the door, he looked back. The bedside lamp was on, but the Umbrella Man stood up. He stood by the window, As the wind blew, his figure was covered by the curtain, only revealing a pair of golden pupils.

Lot closed the door, he hugged his bug cat doll, and ran in the corridor, he ran in a hurry.

Lott knocked on the door of Xia Youjie's bedroom. He knocked very lightly. At first, there was no sound of footsteps coming from the room. He thought, it was indeed late now, and Xia Youjie should have fallen asleep. .

Lot slid down against the door. He sat on the soft floor and hugged the puppet tightly in his hands. The cold wind blew in, making Charlotte, who was only wearing thin pajamas, feel chilly. He sneezed unconsciously. But I don't want to go back to my bedroom.

Lotter was afraid to continue having that nightmare again.

Then sleep at the door for the night, he thought, closing his eyes, but at this moment he heard the creak of the door being opened.

Xia Youjie opened the door, and he asked, "Lotte, what's the matter, can't you sleep?"

Lott turned around, raised his head, and said, "Yes."

Xia Youjie stretched out his hand to him, Lot hesitated for a moment, then covered his hand again, he was pulled up and dragged into the room.

The door was closed behind.

Afterwards, Xia Youjie brought a blanket, and said, "What's wrong, it looks like I've cried."

Lott wrapped himself in a blanket and huddled under the quilt. He felt that the tip of his nose seemed to be filled with the smell of Xia Youjie. This smell, which would have reassured him, became disturbing because of that dream.

Luo Te wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, then he turned his head and looked at Xia Youjie who turned off the room light and lay down, hesitating to speak.

Xia Youjie asked, "Did something happen at school? When Lott came back today, his complexion was not good, and he ate very little for dinner."

Xia Youjie's voice was very gentle, as always, with caring words, which made Lott feel his nose sore.

Lott shook his head, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. He said that in his dream, an alien told me that you would kill me, did he still believe it - but such words were too absurd Besides, wouldn't that mean telling Xia Youjie that he didn't trust him very much.

Xia Youjie said: "If Lott doesn't want to talk, go to sleep first. It will be over after a night of sleep."

Xia Youjie turned his head to turn off the light, but Lott spoke at this moment.

Lot asked, "Are you going to kill me, Jay?"

Lotte's voice trembled, and his question was very nonsensical.

Xia Youjie laughed. He turned off the light, stroked Lott's hair, and said, "What are you thinking, Lott."

Lott said, "Will you?"

"No." Xia Youjie said, "Why should I kill you?"

Lott thought for a while, and said in response, "But—"

But the Pythians have the ability to manipulate time and space. According to the fairy tales told by his mother when she was awake, Lott thought that the future they saw could not be wrong.

Lott took a deep breath, but that was just a childhood fantasy, where are there any aliens?

Luo Te hugged his cat worm tightly, and he lay beside Xia Youjie, and said, "It's nothing, I trust you."

Lott said: "Jie is so good, he will definitely not kill me."

Xia Youjie seemed to find it funny, and he asked, "Lotte, why do you think I'm going to kill you?"

Luo Te didn't speak, he just hugged the doll and looked at Xia Youjie with his eyes open.

"It's nothing."

Lott shook his head and said, "I don't want to go back. I will have nightmares when I go back. Xia You in the dream wants to kill me, but it's just a dream."

Dreams are all fake, and they are all contrary to reality, Lott thought, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

Lott turned over, blinked his eyes, and saw Xia Youjie approaching, the boy who was much taller than him had already left his immaturity, his face was very close, his jaw line was sharp and angular, Xia Youjie smiled When he wakes up, he is always so gentle, it is impossible for such a gentle Xia Youjie to kill himself.

"Then sleep, Lotte."

Lott nodded, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and kissed Jie on the cheek like in the TV series, and said, "Good night."

"Good night, Lott."

……

Lotte's daily life is still peaceful, but when he wakes up the next day, he coughs inexplicably, as if he caught a cold because he ran out in the middle of the night, and Xia You's mother, who has always been gentle, is rarely serious, and she reprimands him and tells him to stay drink medicine.

Xia Youjie was waiting for him outside. Luo Te stirred the soaked cold medicine with a spoon, and took a sip when it cooled down. Then, he took a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, and ran out again.

On the way to school as usual.

Xia Youjie still had work at noon today, so Lott's lunch box was handed over to himself again. He was about to turn around and leave when he heard Xia Youjie ask, "Lott, I have something to tell you."

Lott stopped in his tracks. He raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "What, is Jay going to skip things and have lunch with me?"

Xia Youjie shook his head, and said, "I might have to leave."

Xia Youjie's voice was gentle, and he seemed to be trying to weave words to express his meaning, he said: "You know, I can see curse spirits - those things you call monsters - those people came to I told my parents, they told me that my ability is very useful, and I have to learn spells to protect others..."

"Ah?" Lot was stunned for a while, and he asked, "Is it true? Jay is lying to me, I won't be fooled."

"it is true."

Xia Youjie squeezed his palm, lowered his head, his voice softened, and said, "I'm sorry, Lotte, I'm only telling you now. However, there is a high possibility that I will go to a special school of magic."

Lot pursed his lips, his face was a little pale, he didn't know why he couldn't cry at this time, he just wanted to cough, but he didn't want to show his gaffe in front of Xia Youjie at this time, obviously Xia Youjie wanted to change Forcing to go to that kind of school, he should bless him instead of showing such a distressed look.

Lott smiled reluctantly, and he said, "Jie is very powerful, and he will definitely become even more powerful when he goes there."

"Lotte, can one be lonely?"

Lott said: "Jay don't worry about me. I'm not a person without friends, everyone likes me very much."

"Anli will be with me, and Natsume-san - in short, Jie can rest assured."

Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes rose slightly. At this moment, he asked, "Lotte has other friends. You didn't tell me about it before."

Lott clenched his palms tightly, and he said, "Jie didn't tell me before, did you want to leave?"

At this time, he couldn't help but wanted to cough, so he pretended not to care, turned around, waved to the back, and ran away by himself.

While running, Lott coughed constantly. He coughed so violently that he was almost out of breath.

Lott found a random bathroom. He covered his mouth and coughed. Gradually, he felt some liquid touched his palm.

He let go of his hand, stared blankly at his palm, and saw black ink slipping down his fingertips.

How is this going?

But Lott didn't have time to think, he heard footsteps coming from the bathroom door.

He forgot to close the door.

Through the mirror, Lotter saw a familiar face.