The strongest magician

Tick, tick, the rain falls little by little...

Song Weiwei stretched out her hand to catch the falling raindrops, the cold liquid fell on the palm of her hand, which made her tremble all over.

It’s so cold!

It hurts!The wound on the head is so painful and itchy!

Song Chengxian beat her so hard that her forehead was split open, and half of her face was covered with blood, but after a few hours, it seemed that the wound was about to heal.

She retracted her hand, hugged her thin body tightly, and curled up even more towards the bridge hole.

She doesn't want to go back anymore... Except for grandma, no one will wait for her, and no one expects her to go back.

Song Chengxian would only vent his anger on her. When she was being beaten, Zhang Hailing only dared to hide at the door and watch secretly, and never dared to come up and say something nice to her.

Grandma is old and in poor health, only she will stop and protect her.

But she is not Song Chengxian's opponent.This time she was beaten, and her grandmother was also pushed to the ground by Song Chengxian. I don't know if my grandmother is okay or not, and whether she was injured.

But she will never go back...

There are so many children begging for food on the street, she would rather be like them...

She hugged herself a little tighter, the dirty school uniform pants were too short, exposing her frozen blue ankles, she stretched out her hands and rubbed them twice, only a little warmer, and soon cold again .

She is 14 years old, a girl in the second grade of junior high school, and her body is also developing, but she has never worn clothes that fit.

It will always be other people's old clothes, as well as the old clothes of her younger brother Song Weijie who is not much different from her age.

She was a joke among her classmates at school, the gloomy, withdrawn, poor, and unloved Song Weiwei, poor Song Weiwei...

so cold!She hugged herself tightly.If this continues, will she be frozen to death in the cold night like the little match girl?

She has thought about death many times, and she has also dreamed about it. Maybe Song Chengxian will regret it when she dies?Will hold her and cry?Would you buy her a beautiful dress and send her away?

But she knew very well that she was a girl, and according to the customs of their hometown, there would not even be a cemetery after death.

Song Chengxian might just find a broken mat to roll her up and throw her away somewhere out of sight.

She didn't want to be like that, she died alone outside, and she might be bitten to pieces by wild dogs in the end, it was too ugly.

I really envy those female students in the class...

But in this world, who would treat her well?

Suddenly, a shadow came over from above, blocking the light of the street lamp outside the bridge hole.

She looked up suspiciously, and saw a smiling man squatting in front of her.

This man looks very good-looking, like the kind of person on TV.

Song slightly bit his lip, staring at him with gloomy eyes, who is he?What does he want to do?With his expression, is he laughing at her?Like those classmates in her class?

"Yin Si, I didn't expect to see such a pitiful side of you." The man said with a smile.

Song Weiwei continued to stare at him, what is this man talking about?Why do you look familiar with her?

"Yin Si, seeing you like this, I should be very happy. After all, I let you be born into such a family. No one likes you, no one understands you... Does this feel good?"

Song Weiwei's body trembled even more, she was afraid of the light in this man's eyes and thought he was crazy.Is such a good-looking person a lunatic?

But she doesn't want to admit defeat, she is pitiful enough, she has nothing, if she admits defeat here, then what is she existing for?

"I have never quite understood. You have always wished that I would die early so that I could find another person to replace me. It's just that at the critical moment, why did you stand in front of me and bear the harm caused by the Xiao family's inner core for me? Did you almost die?" The smiling man continued to look at her and muttered to himself, seeing Song Weiwei's frightened expression, he showed interest on his face.

"After so many years, I finally figured it out. You are like me. If you like someone, you have to hide it so deeply. You dare not let me know. You can only use childish methods to attract my attention. Yinsi, think about it this way , you are actually very cute..."

He stretched out his hand to stroke the blood on Song Weiwei's half face, not surprisingly she flinched back desperately.

"It took me so long to come back to you, would you blame me, Yin Si?" He stroked her blood-stained hair, his tone filled with pity, "I was wrong. I also understand why you have kept silent... "

Song Weiwei couldn't avoid it, she could only feel his cold palm on her cheek, she trembled all over, what does this man want to do?Will he kill her?

"You don't say it because you understand very well. I actually don't understand feelings. I never understood..." The man's eyes were extremely sad. "Now I finally understand. I hope I can start to compensate you now, before there is still time..."

Song Weiwei's lips were almost bitten off, and her fear gripped her heart tightly, making her almost faint. What is this lunatic talking about?Why can't she understand a word?

The man touched her forehead: "My name is Ling Duanyang. It's too cold. You can go to sleep. I'll take you home when it dawns."

Song Weiwei's eyes were terrified, no, she doesn't want to go home.But her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and within a few seconds, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ling Duanyang leaned over and took her thin body into his arms.

So light, even lighter than her dying body in her previous life.

Ling Duanyang hugged her tightly in his arms, silently watching the rain outside.

The Yin Priest who has always hated him, has always wished for his death, and has been looking for someone to replace his Yin Priest...

But he saved him at a critical moment, and made himself into what he is now...

You Qie is right, feelings are the most complicated thing in the world, he used to boast that he is smart, but it turns out that he is so stupid, he has never understood Yin Si's eyes.

Now, he finally understands, but unfortunately, everything is too late...

Ling Duanyang's hands were cold, but his embrace was very warm. When Song Weiwei woke up the next morning, he could vaguely feel the temperature he felt in his dream.

"Hello, my name is Ling Duanyang." The smiling man handed her steaming steamed buns and soy milk, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in a small fish like you, and I don't bother to hurt you. Hurry up and get it." Go eat, I'll take you home later."

Song Weiwei swallowed, desperately resisting the temptation of food: "What are you going to do? I don't have a home, I won't go home."

Ling Duanyang smiled brilliantly: "If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away. Look, the stray dogs over there are still hungry."

Song Weiwei grabbed the food without hesitation and started to eat. The meaty steamed buns were clean and steaming. While eating, her tears fell.

Ling Duanyang's eyes softened: "You can learn kung fu with me, and I will take you as a curse master. From then on, no one can bully you."

Song Weiwei stared at him with gloomy eyes, and nodded.

"Wei Wei, I've said it many times, your eyes like this are so unflattering." Ling Duanyang turned her face to the mirror and said meanly, "Look, what cold eyes? It looks like Like a poisonous snake. Who would like you like this?"

Song slightly bit his lip, gloomily staring at himself in the mirror.

"Wei Wei, you need to smile, come on, follow me, just smile like this, so that people who see you will think you are cute, and you will be likable." Ling Duanyang straightened her face, demonstrating Show her a smile.

Song Weiwei raised the corners of his mouth stiffly, trying to make a smile.

"What a bad girl, it's just so hard to learn how to smile, you're such a stupid girl." Ling Duanyang smiled and squeezed his hands, Song Weiwei screamed, and clearly heard the sound of a broken wrist.

"Okay, let's do it again, come on, look in the mirror and laugh out loud." Ling Duanyang's voice was gentle and moving, looking at Song Weiwei's face dripping with cold sweat, he showed no sympathy.

Song Weiwei bit her lips tightly, tears rolled in her eyes a few times, and finally forced them back.Facing the mirror, she raised the corners of her mouth stiffly, and finally revealed a bright smile.

Ling Duanyang smiled brightly again, and squeezed her severed wrist even harder: "Wei Wei, you are so unwilling to smile, are you unwilling? You are a beautiful girl, and a smile is your useful weapon. Now, you have to let go Is it a waste of your talent to use such a precious weapon on your body?"

"I can't laugh! Ling Duanyang! I don't understand why I have to smile! I don't want to be liked by others at all! I don't want to at all! No one will like me anyway!" Song Weiwei cried out.

"Wei Wei, as I said before, you should not cry. Crying is the behavior of the weak. If you want to become a curse master, you will have to face many powerful enemies in the future. If you become so weak, then I can only consider giving up on you and letting You go back to that home and be an ordinary girl."

Song Weiwei's body trembled violently and stopped crying.

"Look, Wei Wei, your wrist can be healed in less than a day. But I just let you learn to smile, and it took you so long. I think it's better to forget it. I'll take you home. Go be Song Chengxian's daughter, and I won't appear by your side in the future." Ling Duanyang stretched out his palm to her.

Song Weiwei's eyes were terrified: "No, don't take my memory away. I will learn it obediently, really. Don't give up on me!"

Ling Duanyang smiled all over his face: "This is a good girl, come on, let's do it again."

Song Weiwei held up the mirror with her hand and practiced smiling again and again.

Ling Duanyang turned his face aside, expressionless.

Wei Wei must hate him, right?hate it!This is the best way.

In this way, she will become stronger quickly, and she will not be at a disadvantage when facing the Xiao family.

As long as she is still the Yin Priest for a day, she will not be able to escape that test.

"Wei Wei, you are such a crying girl." Ling Duanyang sighed and sat down beside her.

Song Weiwei hastily wiped away her tears, smiled and pretended nothing had happened.

Ling Duanyang's face was calm, he knew why Song Weiwei was crying.

She just had expectations for her parents.

She thought that she would get better and they would like her like Song Weijie, but it was just a pity that she was slapped in the face again and again.

He grabbed her hand and put a green ring on her ring finger.

Song Weiwei looked at him in surprise: "Master, what is this?"

"Oh, it's a gift for you to be admitted to university." Ling Duanyang smiled.

Song Weiwei looked at the ring strangely: "Master, isn't it right to wear it on this finger?"

Ling Duanyang's expression froze for a moment, and he quickly returned to his smile: "If you don't like it, just change it to another finger."

Song Weiwei gave him a complicated look with a smile, and said obediently, "No, I like it very much. Thank you, Master."

"This ring has the power you want, maybe you can try again." Ling Duanyang pointed.

Song Weiwei froze for a moment, and was silent for a long time.

"Wei Wei, this is Jia Zhicheng. He will be with you and study beside me." Ling Duanyang smiled and led the 17-year-old Jia Zhicheng to her.

Song Weiwei pursed her lips and smiled at the youthful young man: "Hi, I'm Song Weiwei."

Jia Zhicheng blushed, stretched out his hand uncomfortably, shook her once, and then let go.

"Ah Cheng has someone he likes, you'd better not fall in love with him." Ling Duanyang pointed it out directly.

Song Weiwei looked at him with strange eyes, and smiled calmly: "Master, I'm not in estrus, I don't like people just because I see them."

Jia Zhicheng smiled shyly.

"Master, what is Ah Cheng's identity? Why did you bring him with you? Tell me, it must not be that simple, right?" Song Weiwei asked Ling Duanyang in private.

Ling Duanyang smiled: "It was his brother who asked him. His brother and I have been old friends for many years."

"I didn't expect people like you to have friends." Song Weiwei teased, "I thought no one in this world could stand you."

Ling Duanyang laughed and slapped her on the forehead.

Song Weiwei lightly touched her slightly painful forehead, with a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Wei Wei, you are such a girl who loves to cry." Ling Duanyang saw Song Wei Wei who was hiding in the dark crying, stepped forward and knelt down in front of her, sighing deeply.

Song Weiwei burst into tears: "Master, I give up, I will no longer have any hope for Song Chengxian." What about having a confusing ring?The false family relationship obtained by deception is simply disgusting!

Ling Duanyang froze for a moment, looked at her crying face, hesitated for a moment, and opened his arms: "Come here, just this once, don't make another example."

Song bit her lip slightly, leaned forward, fell into his arms, and cried while holding him tightly.

"Master, why do I feel this movement is very familiar? Have I done this movement before?" Song Weiwei asked with a sob in his arms.

Ling Duanyang looked towards Endless Void, smiled, but did not answer.

"How many times have you taken away my memory?" Song Weiwei closed his eyes, "You are too much, playing with my memory like this."

Ling Duanyang didn't speak, but stroked her back skillfully with his palm.

"Did I say a lot of things to you that I shouldn't have said?" Song Weiwei clung to his arms tightly with both arms, "Can you be so reckless with the power to manipulate memory? What do you think I am? Who is it?"

Even though she was complaining, Song Weiwei didn't want to leave that warm embrace.Anyway, Ling Duanyang will make her forget, so what else should she worry about?

"Ling Duanyang, damn Ling Duanyang. You must not know how much I like you in my heart."

Ling Duanyang smiled sadly, of course she knew, because she told him this sentence three times.

"Although you are cruel and liar, you are an out-and-out bastard. But since you found me under the bridge and took me to study, I have always liked you." Song Weiwei closed his eyes and murmured.

Ling Duanyang smiled, she had said this sentence many times.

"What you asked me to learn, I have tried my best to learn."

He knew how hard she worked, and he was always watching her.

"I don't want you to be disappointed in me, don't give up on me. Never give up on me, I will always work hard and do better!"

Ling Duanyang touched her hair, he will never give up on her, as long as he can continue to exist one day, he will try his best to make her happy.With him, no one can hurt her.

"So, I will become what you expect, really..."

Ling Duanyang lowered his head, looking forward to it?A really happy strong girl with a big smile...is she going to be like that?

Song raised his head slightly, his eyes washed by tears were clear and moving.

"You'll make me forget anyway, won't you?"

Ling Duanyang looked at her quietly with a smile on his lips.

Song Weiwei closed her eyes and tiptoed to kiss him, Ling Duanyang did not refuse.

The soft and timid kiss, with the salty taste of tears, was extremely bitter.

"Ling Duanyang, when will you not reject me?" Tears rolled down the corners of Song Weiwei's eyes again, her eyes were full of despair.

Ling Duanyang wiped away her tears, and smiled bitterly: "Maybe, wait until the day when the stars all fall..."

Song Weiwei closed her eyes: "Such a rejection is really cruel..."

Ling Duanyang hugged her quietly, she was going to be forgotten anyway.That's it, it will be fine in a while, just let it go for a while...

Jin Zhicheng raised his head and looked at Song Weiwei, who was dressed brightly and attractively, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Ah Cheng, am I so pretty?" Song blinked slightly, brushing up her curly hair that was permed into big waves, and a bright and moving smile appeared on her lightly made-up face.

Jin Zhicheng nodded, looked at Ling Duanyang who was silent, and did not miss the astonishment in his eyes.

Song Weiwei walked towards Ling Duanyang, turned around in front of him, showed off her well-fitting clothes, and smiled brightly: "Master, does this image suit me?"

Ling Duanyang smiled, his eyes were very gentle: "It's very suitable, just what I expected..."