I live longer than the incomparable

His current family is not fake.

Tired watched Inosuke bring story books and picture books from the room, spread them on the floor, and introduced them to him one by one.

"Mom would tell me stories every night."

Inosuke held up the book that eight hundred bhikkhunis often used to read bedtime stories, and said to Lei as if offering a treasure: "I can also read it to my brother."

One day, I suddenly became a part of the family. Naturally, it is impossible to adapt to everything in a short period of time, whether it is the recognition of my own identity or the way of getting along with my family.

He knew that his mother would tell Inosuke stories every night after he came to the house for nearly a week.

Because of becoming a "ghost", sleep has become irrelevant to him, not to mention that "ghosts" cannot walk under the sun, so more often, Tired will be more active at night.

But the daily routine of the new family is the same as that of ordinary human beings. They are awake during the day and fall asleep at night.

Tired couldn't adapt to this way of life at first, so although he stayed in the room at night, he didn't lie down on the bed at all.

What he does most often is to stick his pale face against the transparent glass window, and stare at the scenery outside the window with his big, godless eyes.

This is Tokyo, which is still brightly lit at night. The streets are illuminated by colorful lights. The high-rise buildings of Western-style buildings are completely different from the traditional Japanese-style buildings. Everything looks so novel and strange.

Until Inosuke ran into his room wearing pajamas and holding a small pillow.

Behind Inosuke, followed by his mother with a book in his hand.

The boy with short black hair climbed into his quilt, placed his pillow next to the tired one, lifted the quilt and patted the place beside him, "Brother, come quickly, mom is going to tell a bedtime story."

It's his younger brother, who has been working hard to make him fit into this [family].

The harmony between Lei and Inosuke is unimaginable. This kind of daily life surprised Onimai Tsuji and Yabaichuni. Although there are too many differences, it is better than fighting against each other.

The eight hundred bhikkhunis had also met before, they were obviously brothers connected by blood, but there was a gap between them that could never be bridged.

Because of the different treatment they received when they were young, and because of the dishonesty among the brothers, even at the moment when one of them was dying, they failed to tell each other what they really thought.

Such an ending is undoubtedly regrettable and sad.

Babaichuni read them a bedtime story while recalling the memories of the past. The figures recalled from the long past overlapped with the children in front of her.

When the brothers were young, they also had such an intimate relationship.

They played in the small room, which was only about the size of three stacks, and wrapped her around her sleeves to tell stories outside.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni stroked their heads, her voice gurgling like running water.

Her face remained unchanged, and she finished reading the bedtime story to Inosuke and Lei in her usual calm and gentle tone, and asked, "Should Inosuke go back to his room?"

Hearing this, Inosuke turned sideways and hugged Lei beside him, "I want to sleep with my brother."

Tired obviously did not expect Inosuke to make such a move, his body was instinctively on guard, and his sharp nails also stretched out at the same time.

However, he reacted in the next second and removed all those beast-like defenses.

——Inosuke has no threatening power.

Not only did this cause the change in Tired's reaction, but also because...he suddenly remembered that there is no need for defense between family members.

This is the rare time when I fell asleep at night after I became a "ghost" from exhaustion.

——*——

As the days passed, Inosuke's birthday finally came. Before that, I was tired and went to ask the eight hundred monks Ni Inosuke's preferences.

The white-haired boy stood in front of her, raised his face timidly and asked her such a question, his nervousness and shyness could be seen on his face.

Yabaichuni's attitude towards Yu was different from that of Onimai Tsuji. She squatted down and looked at Yu, and said to him: "As long as it is a gift from Lei, no matter what it is, Inosuke will definitely like it. "

Tired and stunned for a moment, he suddenly remembered the time when he could only sit at home a long time ago.

Sometimes the weather was fine and the wind outside was soft and warm, and though he couldn't go out, he could see the yard through the open barrier.

Occasionally, he could see the scenery outside the yard—kites of different shapes flying high in the air, so free that he was in a trance and yearning.

Later, a kite was blown from outside the yard, and the kite fell into the yard because of a broken string.Not long after, a boy of about his age poked his head out from the fence, as if he wanted to climb in to retrieve the kite.

The fence is very high. Tired never imagined that someone could climb to such a high place, especially when the other party was about the same age as him.

But before the boy climbed over the wall, a maid noticed the boy's actions and shouted loudly to the other servants in the house.

In the end, the servants at home probably picked up the kite and returned it to the boy.

Perhaps he was also warned not to fly kites near the house again.Because I was tired, I never saw any kites that fell in, nor did I see those colorful kites.

Tired and wanted to give Inosuke a gift.After suddenly remembering this incident, what he wanted to give was also clear.

He said to Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, "I want a kite."

Buying one from outside is the easiest way, but when Babai Khuni heard his thoughts and said that he could take him out to buy one, Tired shook his head.

"We won't be discovered by Inosuke. Let's go out secretly, and we can still surprise him..."

Eight hundred bhikkuni thought he was worried that Inosuke would learn about this in advance, but after she comforted him, he still shook his head tiredly.

"I want to make one myself," he said.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni blinked and suddenly laughed.

Her smile vaguely reminded Tired of the kite he saw falling from the sky on that sunny afternoon.

It is an unexpected, eye-catching surprise.

Yabaichuni encouraged his idea, and went out to buy materials and drawings when there was no sun. Of course, all of this was hidden from Inosuke.

Tired hid the materials and drawings in an empty room in the annex, and Babaichuni specially helped him add a small lock in that room, handed him the key, and cared for him to protect this mysterious surprise.

On weekdays, Inosuke had to go to school during the day, so he was busy in the room with the curtains drawn when he was tired. During the process, Bhikkhuni would often check on his progress and occasionally help out a little.

Although I am tired, I don't really need anyone's help.

The silk threads produced by his blood ghost technique are flexible and strong, and can be used for many things. When handing over the tool...

Tired did not refuse.

He has no reason to refuse, and it can even be said that Tired really hopes that this time can be longer.

It's just that Inosuke's birthday is approaching day by day, and he has to finish the kite before Inosuke's birthday anyway.

Then came the day of Inosuke's birthday.

Yabaichuni prepared everything early, Kiwu Tsuji returned home after sunset as promised, and Inosuke opened his parents' presents like every year in the past-this year there was an extra gift.

After he opened the box, he saw the kite lying inside.

Such a thing is not suitable for playing in a crowded and busy city, so it is also a novelty for Inosuke. He took out the kite in surprise and said happily that he would fly the kite with his brother.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni agreed to take them out when the weather was right. As soon as she finished speaking, Gui Wu Tsuji said: "The new residence will have a lot more open space than now. After moving there There will definitely be a chance to let it go.”

It was the first time that even the eight hundred bhikkhuni heard the news.

She squinted her eyes, and her eyes met those of Onimai Tsuji, who smiled gracefully at her.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi didn't discuss with her at all.

"Yes," she answered the words in a natural tone, without changing the smile on her face: "After the move, I will definitely meet more interesting things."

The moment he met Kamimai Tsuji's eyes, the [Future] appeared in front of Yabaichuni's eyes.

And the [future] she saw has never made any mistakes.

The children thought that this was a decision made by their father and mother together, but they didn't expect that in the eyes of their mother, this move was completely an arbitrary decision by Onimai Tsuji.

And he himself will pay the price for this decision.

Yabaichuni lowered her eyelids, the smile on her face widened a bit, and she helped the children share the cake more and more tenderly - and also shared a piece for Kimai Tsujimu.

"This is Inosuke's wish." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni said to him, "I left the best piece for you, my dear, don't waste this wish."

The slender pupils stood up in the red plum-colored pupils, and Oni Wu Tsuji stared at the plate in the hand of the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni. Her wrists were white and slender, and only her nails were painted in a cherry color that matched today's clothes. .

He just wanted to make an excuse that he didn't like sweets, but was immediately seen through by the eight hundred monks, and then added: "Inosuke is already past the age for me to feed you."

The teasing tone stunned Onimai Tsuji for a moment, and he probably could also realize what kind of intention Yabakuni had at this time—revenge.

It was because he made a decision without notifying her in advance, so he received revenge from the other party.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis naturally know very well that "ghosts" don't like to eat human food, even if it is a delicacy for humans, it will only be tasteless to "ghosts".

There was no cake in front of Tired, who was being taken care of, because Bhikkhuni Yabai always told Inosuke that his brother was not in good health, so there was very little to eat.

The caring and sensible Inosuke would naturally not embarrass his elder brother, let alone bring up such things that might make him sad in front of him.

But Gui Wu Tsuji was faced with a dilemma at this time. He looked at the smiling face of Babaichuni, suppressed the anger in his heart, and ate the cake she brought.

During the process, the eight hundred bhikkhuni also ate a piece, and sighed quietly: "It's so delicious, what do you think my dear?"

Oni Wu Tsuji stared at her face and narrowed his eyes, "Yes."

——It’s so delicious.

The author has something to say: The name of this article has been changed. It really has been changed to 233333 and I have lived longer than Wu Mi, but the cover will have to wait a day or two before it can be replaced.

And I also said in the last book, prohibiting chiren, prohibiting chiren, prohibiting chiren [say the important thing three times], so don't ask this question in the comment area again, I have tried my best to be obscure and obscure, huh.

In the end, I must expose the true face of Brother Dou (Tianhe). Apart from sharing various husbands with me on Douyin, she only has two things left to do: eating and sleeping. Every time I call her Riwan couldn't move, and even ran to my comment area to ask me where the third watch is, I'm the one who wants to enter the v ten watch!I want to learn from my brother Qiu (Qiu Muye), and work with her on a happy code word machine that codes [-] a day

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Qian Shanqiu 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 1 of Chuanji_[-], Shen Nian, Xianxian, and Xunwen;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: my sister always wants to feed me 50 bottles; lemon 10 bottles;

Love you guys!Hug, chirp, chirp, chirp——