Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

Ayin touched her blue eyes.

silently accepted the reality.

She looked away as if nothing had happened, and asked the maid Xiaomei: "Take a rest, let's go down the mountain."

Seeing that Xiaomei had just left, the snow had almost stopped.

Before her frail body was overwhelmed by hunger, she wanted to find a place where there were people, even if it was just a village.

It was sunny after the snow, and the sky covered by dark clouds gradually turned blue, and the warm sun poured down. A Yin walked out of the wooden house, and let herself bathe in the sun, enjoying the most precious warmth in winter .

For most poor families who have no money for heating, the sun in winter is the straw that hangs their lives.

A Yin was carefully supported by the maid. She had seen how weak she was now, and she didn't dare to refuse. The two walked on the thick snow blanket along the mountain road that was almost flooded by heavy snow.

Fortunately, the avalanche seemed to have used up all their bad luck, and Ayin and the others finally found a small town inhabited by humans without any difficulties.

They found a tavern, and the maid, Xiaomei, ordered a few dishes and poured another pot of hot water. Only then did A Yin feel alive.

Maybe it was because they felt sorry for the two really weak women, out of sympathy, the owner of the tavern offered to provide them with information and even exempted them from the order.

"You guys escaped from the avalanche..." the boss sighed, "It's not easy. Are you here to find your family members? If you survive a catastrophe, there will be future blessings. I wish you find your relatives as soon as possible."

"There is a post office in this town,? You can send letters home first."

"Thank you."

After thanking the owner of the store, Ayin and the maid enjoyed the hot dishes together.

The food in this tavern can't be said to be rich and delicious. Ah Yin's appetite has long been spoiled by the family of the Buddhist monastery, and she would not be easily moved by a table of food.

The premise is that she has not just escaped from a narrow escape.

She felt that the food on this table was so delicious that she shed tears, which greatly ironed her heart.

Why eating is an effective way to relieve stress, this is it.

Ayin whimpered in her heart, and opened her belly to sweep the dining table in a stormy manner. The maid Xiaomei was dumbfounded, and wondered whether people who have experienced dangers will undergo subtle changes in their personalities...

"Miss, are you going to send a letter to my family?"

A Yin was busy stuffing things into his mouth, nodded when he heard the words, and said vaguely: "Yes, this is much better than the two of us traveling through mountains and rivers to depend on each other for our lives."

Only a fool would measure the earth with his feet.

Especially when Ah Yin found out that she had lost all her spell power, leaving only such a weak trace, and her identity as a Pokémon master was also ruthlessly stripped away, so she had no power to protect herself.

She needs to quickly join forces with her family.

Even though, it was the "Gojo family" who wanted to give her a stomachache once and for all.

Xiaomei's eyes wandered for a moment, and a red cloud of shame floated on her cheeks.

"Miss, I'm sorry..." She tugged at her clothes nervously, "I, I don't know the address of Wutiao's house. I'm afraid I can't help you." After finishing speaking, she lowered her head.

Originally, they just had to sit in the car and wait for the servants of the Wutiao family to welcome them away. Xiaomei felt that it was unnecessary, so she didn't ask for the address of the Wutiao family. Now it can be said that her heart is full of regrets.

After all, no one expected such an accident on the way.

Ayin paused with the chopsticks: "Oh, it's okay. I know."

A certain Mr. Wujo 20 years later gave himself his family pass, not to mention the address.

"As expected of a young lady!"

The pure-hearted maid didn't think too much, she just thought that Ayin had made preparations in advance to prevent emergencies.

Ayin laughed dryly.

As she thought, even if she was just a concubine who had been away from the family for a long time and had a low status, she would not have no carriages to send her off, which would be too miserable.

Her "father" had no grievances with her, so there was no need to target her like this.

The letter sent by Ayin was quickly answered, and she was greatly relieved.

She forced herself to pull herself together.

This body is extremely weak, and the activities during this period of time have exhausted her physical strength. Later, Ayin had to ask Xiaomei to run errands for her.

She has to be well prepared.

The first is to adapt to the change of identity. Today, her name is "Wu Tiao Yin". Apart from a little blood connection with her father, she has no one to rely on and cannot stand firm.

Compared with "Ayin", who was treated like relatives and friends by the two patriarchs before, it can be said that "A Yin" is in the sky and in the earth.

Ayin thought about it, and suddenly laughed.

Does her current situation look like that sister Lin who first entered Jia's mansion?

What's more terrible is that she has studied her body thoroughly these days, and tragically came to the appraisal conclusion of "mediocre aptitude and weak spell power".

According to what she knew about the virtues of the Yusan family, she was born as a concubine, and her qualifications were not good. Even if she came to the Wutiao family, she would definitely be a transparent person who was not valued.

Until she finds a way out of this world, she wants to live as long as possible in the Gojo house, and it would be even better if she can improve her situation.

The route of blood relatives is blocked, and the route of becoming stronger is blocked by talent.

She had to find another way.

.........

The Wutiao family moved very quickly, perhaps because they were afraid that Ayin and the two would starve to death on the street if they were too late. After many twists and turns, Ayin finally met the servants of the Wutiao family smoothly.

Their attitude towards her was very respectful, and Ayin took the opportunity to ask them about the composition of the Wutiao family.

The focus is on her siblings.

The attendant understood in seconds, without going around the bush, and readily gave A Yin the information he wanted.

Including Ayin, the Wutiao family has six children in this generation.

There are four boys and two girls. Ayin is considered older, ranking second, and there is only one older brother above her.

In other words, she is the eldest sister in the family.

A Yin: ...

She suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Then, what about the direct descendants?"

The order of seniority is by no means the decisive factor in judging the status of a big family.

Even though there are six children in this generation, only two are actually born in the direct line.

The older one is Makoto Wujo, who is 19 years old this year.

And the little one...

When talking about this person, the servant's voice was lowered a lot, as if whenever he was mentioned, awe and fear were unconsciously brought on.

"The young master's name is Wutiaowu, and he is exactly eight years old this year. He is the most outstanding son of the head of the family, a genius who is rarely seen in a thousand years, and he is also a certain future head of the house..."

Speaking of this, the servant glanced up quietly, thinking that the implication was obvious.

But he only saw Ayin's completely dull expression.

She couldn't listen to what he said later.

The only thing that echoes in my mind is the phrase "Gojo Satoru is eight years old this year"...

eight years old.

And she was 17 years old.

Ayin's hand holding the tea trembled slightly.

what does this mean?

Your Excellency Wujo!You have to call me sister! !

Call me sister!

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha--!

Emotional ups and downs, like riding a roller coaster, A Yin's eyes burst into an unknown strange light, and the excitement was hard to hide, which frightened the maid Xiaomei who was serving her, who looked at the whole person in surprise. The normal lady of my own family is at a loss.

"Little miss...?"

Ayin's agitated mood forcibly stopped.

It wasn't because of Xiaomei's reminder, but because of her sudden heart ache because she couldn't bear it under the violent ups and downs of her emotions.

A Yin clutched her chest and fell into Xiaomei's arms.

Her shoulders were still trembling slightly.

No, even if her fragile body protests, her brain feels deprived of oxygen, and she is dead, nailed to a coffin, she must cry out with a decayed voice—

Gojo Satoru, you have today too!

Just for this "sister", her trip was worth it!

The corners of A Yin's mouth rose wildly, and inspiration was like a flood breaking a bank. The obstacles and troubles that had troubled her before all disappeared after she heard the name "Wujo Wu".

It's amazing.

Obviously she doesn't know Wujo Satoru now.

To Gojo Satoru, she is at best a "never met, not worth mentioning" sister.

But she was strangely at ease.

It was as if I had found my own anchor in the rough sea waves, and found that tenacious red thread connecting with the world.

Ayin himself was surprised.

It turned out that she had put so much trust in Wutiao Your Excellency without knowing it.

The tension and fear of being suddenly thrown into an unfamiliar environment dissipated. With a soft smile on the corner of A Yin's mouth, she heard her steady and stable heartbeat.

What's on the surface right now?

It made her feel so happy.

.........

With the wild hope of seeing Wujo Lily, Ayin sat on the poles in the sun until the evening was burning. He was so weak that he felt nauseous. Finally, before the night officially fell, he saw the house of Wujo's family.

Ayin wanted to get out of the car by herself, but her body was too weak, she wobbled as soon as she stood up, and almost fell back down.

Fortunately, the maid Xiaomei helped her quickly and helped her out of the car step by step. A Yin was surrounded by servants and approached the house. Under the bright moonlight, she saw several faces welcoming her.

After a cursory glance, Ayin's eyes fixed on the boy's indifferent face.

Young boys do not have long hair.

The white hair that would always remind him of a snow blanket was as cold and sharp as an ice edge. There was no smile on his face, and no emotion could be seen in his beautiful blue eyes, as if the arrival of blood relatives came to him She is not as attractive as a piece of fudge, he just glanced at her lightly, and didn't bother to look at her again.

No sadness, no joy, no emotion.

Just like the Son of God.

The image that was too different from the memory made A Yin slightly stunned. It was not until the man came forward and the maid pushed her arm that A Yin came back to his senses.

"Greetings from Jiushu, my..." Ayin bowed, his lips were dry, "Father."

"Welcome back, you have suffered all these years." The man stroked the top of A Yin's hair with his big hand, and she froze immediately, not daring to move.

She recalled in a daze that the young head of the house with long white hair also liked to touch her head, as if smoothing the fur of a small animal, his movements were full of tenderness and unknown pity.

It was completely different from the strange, cold, formal movements of the man in front of him.

There is no preparation for the connection wind banquet.

Her titular "father" wanted to push her to his son after a brief greeting with her.

He glanced at the sons who followed him out to meet them, and introduced them to A Yin one by one.

"This is your elder brother, Gojo Makoto. These two are your younger brothers, Gojo Tatsuhiko and Gojo Satoru."

Ayin restrained her eyes from drifting in the direction of Gojo Satoru.

"Liyan and Cheng both have to deal with family affairs, so they can't spare any free time..." Ayin saw the man pondering for a while, then turned to the youngest son present and said, "Wu, take your sister back to the house."

The white-haired boy glanced at him, but to A Yin's surprise, it was the elder man who avoided his eyes, as if he was afraid to meet his eyes.

He was also secretly annoyed in his heart.

If I knew it earlier, I would have brought two more children out.

It's just a concubine born in a concubine's room... If he hadn't missed the love he had for her mother, how could he bring his sons from the direct line with him?Especially Wu.

Originally, as Wutiaoyin, it is not so easy to see and understand, even if she is the elder sister.

The status of "Son of God" and "Concubine", just like Haoyue and Yinghuo, at least in the hearts of the current Patriarch Wutiao, cannot be compared.

He was uneasy, he couldn't see through his youngest son's mood, he was only worried that Wu would dislike his arrangement.

"Follow."

The white-haired boy turned around and walked into the house without looking back.

"Ah... wait, wait a minute!"

A Yin hurriedly trotted a few steps and followed behind him.

Speaking of which, this is the first time she has entered Gojo's house in person, right?

If she had known that this would happen today, she would have gone to Wutiao's house to check out the spot in advance.

Her house is remote, and it has only been cleaned hastily once, from the traces, and she can still rub the accumulated dust on the walls.

It's very realistic.

After Gojo Satoru took her to her place, he turned around with a bored face and left.

When passing by A Yin, she grabbed her arm.

Ayin raised her eyebrows: It seems that it is not possible to be passive for 24 hours without a lower limit.

The white-haired boy frowned: "What are you doing?"

"open."

His cold tone did not scare A Yin away.

I saw Ah Yin cleared her throat, and showed Wujo Satoru... an extremely gentle, but malicious smile no matter how you look at it.

"It's really impolite." She said with a smile, as if she didn't realize the status of the child in front of her, "I'm a big sister."

She pinched the boy's tender cheeks, the wonderful touch made her heart tremble, and she sighed in her heart that she had no regrets in this life.

In the disbelieving eyes of the white-haired boy, A Yin uttered the devil's whisper:

"Call out sister, I'll let you go, how about it?"

"Quick, call sister—"

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