The Paranoid Prince is pretending to be pitiful again [Transmigration Book]

In the summer at the ferry, there are cicadas and birds singing, and occasionally three or two lost fireflies break into the room at night.

Duan Xingyu almost spent his childhood summers at the ferry.

Riding a small boat with his mother on a summer evening, the wind blows slowly, he fell asleep listening to the music on his mother's lap, and when he woke up, he had already reached the shore.

There are many children near his grandmother's house, and he likes to play with them.

But what he was most curious about was the villa across the stream from his grandmother's house. It was the largest and most beautiful house on the ferry.

But those children never dared to approach.

They said there was a ghost living in it that could eat people, so they only dared to play and frolic under the trees here across the stream, but they never dared to take a step across the stream.

On this day, Duan Xingyu climbed to the tree to pick fruit for them, but when he was about to climb down, he was suddenly stabbed by the dazzling sunlight.

He subconsciously squinted his eyes, and when he looked over, he saw a pale face against the glass reflecting sunlight, from that villa.

It's a ghost!

Duan Xingyu thought of this before falling down.

He broke his arm, so he couldn't climb trees for the rest of the day.

He didn't tell anyone about the ghost he saw, but it was so hidden in his heart that when he came to the ferry again the next summer, he wanted to climb up to see it.

But grandma and mother wouldn't let him climb the tree.

So the little Duan Xingyu stepped across the stream with bare legs, and approached the villa fearlessly.

"Hey, Duan Xingyu, are you crazy? There is a ghost living there, he will eat you!"

Duan Xingyu didn't listen, he approached slowly.

"Hello? Ghost, are you there?"

Duan Xingyu was not afraid at all when he was a child, and even wanted to play with this "ghost", but no one came out to see him for a few days, only the friends around him slowly moved away from him.

They all said that Duan Xingyu was fascinated by a ghost and was going to be caught and eaten.

At night, Duan Xingyu asked his mother, "Is there really a ghost living in that big house?"

"Who told you this?"

It was the first time that Duan Xingyu was a little scared when he saw his mother so serious.

"Xiaoman and A'hua told me." Duan Xingyu held the big cattail fan, "but I shouted outside, and no ghost came out."

"Xiao Yu, it's not a ghost that lives there, it's a little boy. You can't call him a ghost. It's impolite. He's about your age. You can call him brother."

At that time, Duan Xingyu didn't understand why his friends said he was a ghost, but his mother said he was not.

But he felt that his mother was an adult and would not lie to children, so he believed it.

The next day, he took the lychee that his mother asked him to share with his friends, and he crossed the stream again.

He was holding the lychees, but they kept falling, and some of them were washed away by the water. Duan Xingyu was very distressed.

After finally hugging the rescued lychees, his clothes were all wet again.

But he didn't have time to pay attention to it, and he came to the villa again.

In the past few days, he wandered around and found a small hole in the corner of the fence, which was covered by bushes. He concluded that this was the channel through which the brother who lived inside communicated with him.

As the teacher in the kindergarten said, aliens can communicate with the earth people through some special channels, so he firmly believes that the elder brother is inside.

"Brother, hello!"

He called out, but got no answer.

There are children under the tree on the other side looking at him.

Pointing at him, "Look, Duan Xingyu is going crazy again."

"What to do, he will be captured by ghosts."

Duan Xingyu was a little angry and decided to ignore them.

He turned around and put two wet lychees into the small hole, and said, "Brother, this is a delicious lychee, very sweet!"

He pursed his mouth as he spoke.

Mom said it was very sweet, but he hadn't tasted it yet.

His hands were too small, and he could only hold three of them. His mother gave him six to wear on his clothes, but he dropped a few when he crossed the creek, and now there are only three left.

If he eats one, his brother will only have two left.

Two are too few, my mother said to be more generous to my friends.

So he wiped the remaining one and put it in the little hole too.

He said, "It's all for you!"

Duan Xingyu squatted on the ground and waited for a long, long time. When the sun was about to set, no one came to take the litchi away.

He thought it must be because his brother didn't like to eat lychees, but he couldn't get back what he gave away.

Grandma's voice came from the other side, it's time for dinner.

He shouted to Xiaodong: "Brother, I'll go back first~"

He patted the dirt off his knees and got up.

He didn't see that when he entered the stream again to wash off the mud on his body, a small white hand stretched out from the other end of the hole and grabbed the three bright and plump lychees.

The next day Duan Xingyu went over with the little cherry tomatoes, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the few lychees from yesterday were gone, and he almost jumped up.

Can't wait to show those inside what I brought today.

Yesterday's lychees had shells and were not afraid of getting dirty, but today's little cherry tomatoes were different, so he put a paper towel down and carefully placed the cherry tomatoes on top.

"Brother, do you like to eat cherry tomatoes?"

It was still like yesterday, no one answered him, and he was just talking to himself, talking about his name, his age, and his family.

This kind of life has passed for a long time. Duan Xingyu brought all kinds of things and put them in the small hole every day. When he came to see them the next day, they had already been taken away. A kindergarten kid has turned into a primary school student.

He got up very early that day, and got out of bed while his mother was still fast asleep.

He stepped on the stool to get a small strawberry from the refrigerator, and went to look for his brother with it.

No one would wake up so early, but he was a little bit reluctant and wanted to find him early.

This time, he forgot to bring paper towels for padding, so he could only plant a few leaves from the nearby bushes. He touched the branches carefully, "Excuse me, I want to borrow your leaves."

He spread the leaves on the ground, put the strawberries down solemnly, and then turned to the stream to water the trees with handfuls of water.

"Grow up quickly and grow leaves."

After doing all this, he sat down in the corner.

He is not afraid of getting dirty.

He knows that the people inside may only come out at night to get the things he sent, and they probably won't be inside now, but he is used to it, and he regards the elder brother who lives inside as his friend, and shares it with him every day. Many, many things.

This time he still said a lot, and when it came to his mouth was a little thirsty.

He held back for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and secretly took a strawberry to eat.

"I'm sorry brother, I want to eat one."

After quenching his thirst a bit, he licked his lips and said softly, "Brother, I'm leaving, and I won't be here from tomorrow on."

Said he was about to start elementary school.

"Brother, don't you have to go to school?"

Still no answer.

Duan Xingyu was a little frustrated.

My mother said that I can't play outside too late today, and I have to go back early to pack his toys. Duan Xingyu took out a small glass fish from his pocket and put it next to the strawberry.

This is his favorite little fish.

"Xiaoyu is with you," he said, "Bye, brother."

Before turning around, he caught a glimpse of someone taking his little fish away quickly, and then a voice came from inside:

"Then will you come again next year?"

"Brother!" Duan Xingyu's eyes lit up, he lay beside the small hole, a little excited, "Brother! You have spoken!"

"I will come! I will come next summer vacation!"

"Okay." The soft white hand picked up the little strawberry, and then handed him a piece of chocolate from the hole, "Then I'll wait for you."

"it is good!"

For Duan Xingyu, this piece of chocolate was a gift from a sincere friendship. In this summer, he didn't have any regrets. He returned to Nancheng happily and became a carefree primary school student.

But for Xie Shijue, this is the beginning of an endless wait.

There was only him and an old butler in the empty villa.

From the window of the room on the second floor, he usually watches the people on the opposite bank work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and watch the ordinary life of this small mountain village surrounded by mountains repeating itself.

until a child appeared.

That person is different from every child at the ferry, his skin is snow-white, like a doll, and his clothes are spotless, and he is so naughty and loves to play, a little bit when playing with the children I have no worries, and always let the beautiful clothes be stained with dirty mud.

But in Xie Shijue's eyes, he is the cleanest kid in the world.

他很爱笑，会安慰摔倒的同伴，会帮被欺负的小女孩揍人，会把零食分给大家，也会……不顾所有人的眼光陪他说话。

Xie Shijue had actually noticed him a long time ago.

Since he doesn't know why other children can go out to play, only he can't go out.

He just stood by the window and watched, watching every summer, the group of children would become extra excited, because a kid from the city would bring them toys every time.

So summer became the time Xie Shijue was looking forward to the most.

In the third year, the child came again, and he watched him play with the children every day, laughing happily.

Until one day, the little boy climbed up the tree.

Xie Shijue was discovered.

He fell off the tree.

That night Xie Shijue hid in his room alone and cried very sadly.

He thought he had killed the little boy.

Until later, the little boy came to him holding a lychee.

That was the first time Xie Shijue discovered that he was also clumsy, picking up one and dropping another, Xie Shijue was very anxious to see.

He came to the corner of his own house.

Xie Shijue's heart was beating fast, taking advantage of the housekeeper's grandfather not paying attention, he came under the redbud tree in the back garden, and approached the little boy without permission by a wall.

From this day on, Xie Shijue was convinced that this little boy was the cleanest and purest little angel sent to him by heaven.

The little angel talked to him a lot, and Xie Shijue wanted to talk to him very much, but his father said that he was a broom star and would hurt people. He had already caused the little angel to fall under a tree, and he couldn't hurt him anymore .

So Xie Shijue could only bring in the things he gave when he was called back for dinner by his grandmother.

He didn't eat those lychees and strawberries. He buried them all in the soil. He wanted to hide them all so that his father could not find them.

If Dad finds out, those things will be destroyed.

He was also thankful that the little angel would not come over at night, so that he would not hear his father swearing.

Dad is very fierce and likes to beat people when he is drunk.

Xie Shijue was very scared when his mother was being bullied at first, and he wanted to protect her.

But his mother cried and shook her head at him, and pushed him out the door.

Xie Shijue outside the door was at a loss, he didn't know why his father beat his mother.

One morning, Xie Shijue heard a loud bang.

He ran out barefoot with the teddy bear in his arms, and lying around the railing of the stairs, he saw his mother lying on the ground downstairs.

She is laughing.

From that day on, he never had a mother again.

Later, Dad ignored Xie Shijue for a long time, until one night when he came back, he suddenly woke up from his sleep and was lifted out of the quilt.

He kept crying and crying, but Dad couldn't recognize him like crazy, so he carried him to the stairs.

While his body was hanging in the air, Xie Shijue inexplicably stopped crying.

One side of his ears was noisy, the scolding sound from his father, the begging sound from the housekeeper's grandfather, those chaotic noises were intertwined, and they were getting farther and farther away.

Xie Shijue fell ill that time and never cried again.

At that time the housekeeper would lock him in the room and not let his father in, so every night he would hear his father knocking on the door, accompanied by scolding, but Xie Shijue was no longer afraid.

The housekeeper said that it was not his fault that Dad had mania, and he didn't want to. He has been taking medicine and will gradually get better.

Later, the housekeeper gradually unlocked the door. Although Xie Shijue was unable to leave the house, Xie Shijue was able to leave the room. He waited in the corner for the little angel's arrival every day.

From morning to night, he didn't want to miss every word of the little angel.

Until he handed in the crystal clear fish, Xie Shijue said the first sentence to him.

"I'm waiting for you."

It is a little bit of light that a person who has been in the abyss is struggling to catch.

But he never waited again.

Dad fell ill again, rushed in and snatched the little fish he put on the bedside, and threw him downstairs.

Although Xiao Yu'er will not fall into a pool of blood like his mother, it is also very fragile. It is torn apart and can no longer see its original shape.

Outside the window, it was raining heavily in spring, and the thunder was rumbling.

Xie Shijue frantically ran to the back garden to look for the treasure he had buried.

Lightning illuminated a sky, Xie Shijue raised his head and saw a person hanging in his room through the window.

His father's staring pale face, lit by lightning.

Boom!

Heavy rain.

Delicate fingers dug the dirt, but it was rotten, and all the gifts that the little angel gave him were destroyed.

He has nothing left.

That night, Xie Shijue learned to cry again. He wailed loudly, but the heavy rain ruthlessly covered up his hysteria.

No one knows that he was once full of hope, but in the end he fell into despair.

It's already spring, and summer is coming soon, but he can't wait for the little angel.

When the police arrived, he was dirty all over, and the shards of glass in his hands were pierced into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

His eyes were empty, and he never shed tears after the rain stopped.

Some people said that the child was stupid, and his father didn't know how to cry when he died.

The housekeeper is old and has no obligation to raise Xie Shijue.

Later, he was picked up by his family and taken to Beicheng.

The summer at the ferry came to an end, and he broke his promise to the little angel.

Several years had passed since Duan Xingyu knew about these things. At that time, he was about to graduate, so he took Xie Shijue back to see his mother.

Mother recognized Xie Shijue at a glance, "Isn't this your brother Xiaoshi?"

"What brother Xiaoshi?"

Another summer, Duan Xingyu returned to the ferry. This time he brought a lot of presents. In addition to giving to other children, he also wanted to give the most and the best toys to his brother. He wanted to see his brother and let his brother play with him.

He has already learned a lot of first-grade knowledge. If his brother doesn't have to go to school, he can teach him knowledge so that his brother can help him with his summer homework.

But when Duan Xingyu went to the hole to put toys, no one talked to him anymore.

He remembered his brother's voice, but his brother stopped talking.

He waited for a long time, the second day, the third day... the seventh day, still no one took his toy away.

Mom said that my brother was no longer here, but Duan Xingyu didn't believe it. My brother said he would wait for him to come back.

"Brother will not come back."

"But I don't know his name yet."

"His name is Shi Jue."

"Shi Jie?"

"It's time."

"season?"

Duan Xingyu couldn't pronounce this sound when he was a child, so his mother had no choice but to give up, "Then you can call him Brother Xiaoxiao."

"Brother Xiaoshi." Duan Xingyu remembered that the teacher taught the word "stone".

He nodded, and quietly wrote down Brother Xiaoshi's name in his heart.

"Brother Xiaoshi went to a good place and lived a good life."

Duan Xingyu asked in a daze, "Is there a better place than the ferry?"

"Well, he will grow up to be a happy kid just like Xiao Yu."

"Yeah!" Duan Xingyu was very happy every day, he thought, if his brother could be so happy, then he would be relieved.

Children don't have so many twists and turns, and their thoughts are simple and pure.

From winter to spring, Duan Xingyu made many good friends from elementary school to junior high school. Later, his grandmother's house moved from the ferry to Heguan. Everything that could touch the scene was cut off, and the "brother Xiaoshi" who had never met before was gradually taken away. The torrent of time engulfs and dissipates in the passing memory.

It wasn't until today that it was brought up again that he found a little trace in the corner of his memory.

But very few, almost negligible.

He forgot about Xie Shijue.

More than once later, he regretted it.

When he just came back from Yuechao, he felt that Xie Shijue had forgotten him, which was very unfair, but during the long wait, Xie Shijue was thinking of someone who had already forgotten him, this is the real unfairness .

Duan Xingyu didn't even dare to think about how Xie Shijue felt when he learned that he was a "little angel".

He is no longer the little angel who would bring a lychee to him and call him "brother".

Duan Xingyu buried himself in the crest of his neck, and cried again unbelievably.

He had said that he would never cry again.

"Yu'er." Xie Shijue sighed, and rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, "I don't want you to pity me."

Duan Xingyu was so angry that he wanted to bite him, but when the tip of his teeth touched the skin on the side of his neck, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I'm not pitying you, I'm just angry that I forgot you."

"It's not your fault that you haven't seen me."

At the beginning, when he saw Duan Xingyu, he was not sure, but it was that little bit of strange feeling that made him stop, and told him the contact information by accident.

He didn't know that Duan Xingyu was his little angel until he heard Qiu Hongzheng call his name while playing games.

"What about you? If mom doesn't tell, are you going to hide it from me forever?"

"It's okay, it's all the same."

"What's okay?" Duan Xingyu couldn't hold back after all, grabbed his hand, and bit the tiger's mouth, "It's different! It's not the same at all!"

Xie Shijue laughed and pulled him into his arms.

"But I feel that I am already very lucky, and I can't be too greedy."

"Why can't you be greedy?" Duan Xingyu's nose was a little sore again, "You are so good, you can be more greedy."

"Because..." Xie Shijue sighed, "I'm afraid."

After thinking about what happened in Yuechao, Xie Shijue really felt that he was very lucky.

After he was adopted by Xie's family when he was young, he didn't dare to make many demands, and he didn't have the chance to go back to the ferry to find someone. But when he grew up a bit and was able to return to the ferry by himself, it had already been demolished and built as a factory, and the people in the village were divided. A sum of money was scattered to buy houses everywhere.

His only connection with the little angel was severed.

During the long time, he prayed countless times for God to have mercy and let them meet again, until he entered the escape shop.

They are in the same game.

He is afraid.

The love of his father and mother was what he once had, when he was very young, but it all changed later.He had also received the warmth of the little angel, but it was gone overnight.

He was afraid that everything would come to naught.

He didn't say these words, but hugged Duan Xingyu even more tightly.

"But apart from us, Zhiqiu and Hongzheng don't remember anything."

"Ah."

"So God has been very kind to me."

Xie Shijue felt that this had already fulfilled his wish.

In another time and space, his family was happy, and he met Duan Xingyu since he was a child. Although there were years of separation, they still came together.

Duan Xingyu was also relieved.

At this moment, he finally understood why Xie Shijue liked to cling to him from the very beginning.

Because this was originally a dream that Xie Shijue wove for his little angel with long-term thoughts.

Duan Xingyu was glad that he entered that store with his classmates that day, and also thanked that Xie Shijue's role was played immersively. When he was the Ninth Prince, he didn't have those painful memories.

"Brother—" Duan Xingyu raised his head and called him.

Xie Shijue froze for a moment, and responded somewhat unskillfully, "Huh?"

"This time the little angel will always be with you."