you are unspeakable

This Liu Mo first appeared when he was seven years old. At that time, Liu Mo was just in the first grade, and was beaten and kicked by several fat guys who were older than him in the alley.While forcing Liu Mo to hand over the pocket money, they laughed and scolded Liu Mo for having no father or scolding, he was a wild child.

Oh, and there was one boy, he was older than them all, he was 12 years old, he was the eldest of the group, and he had heard whispers between the parents that the mother of the Liu child was not a good woman.

Not a good woman linked another word in his mind, bitch.

The ignorant boy thought this word was dirty and cool. He waved his hand to let the children who were doing it out of the way, walked forward, pinched Liu Mo's clothes that had been trampled dirty, and cursed viciously: "Your mother Just a bitch, you were born of a bitch, so no one wants you."

The swollen eye sockets blocked Liu Mo's sight, but the fat man's crowded eyes, nose and mouth were filled with Liu Mo's dark pupils. He was in pain, but the pain couldn't conceal the anger in his heart.

He banged his head hard on the fat man's chin.

The fat man let go of his hand in pain and took several steps back. Liu Mo stood in the corner, panting and staring at them, clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Those eyes were full of anger and... fear.

Liu Mo's actions completely angered the group of fat people. They rushed over in a swarm, and rained fists on Liu Mo's body. Liu Mo tightly closed his mouth, neither begging for mercy nor making a sound.

When Xu Zhi rushed over with the adults, Liu Mo had already vented more gas than breathed in, his grandmother and grandfather cried and carried little Liu Mo to the hospital.

When he woke up, Liu Mo appeared for the first time.

But at that time, he appeared for a short time, and no one noticed.

It was Xu Zhi who first discovered that Liu Mo was strange. They were the same age and grew up together. After Liu Mo was discharged from the hospital, Xu Zhi stayed by his side. Xu Zhi, who was also seven or eight years old, felt that it was because he did not leave school with Liu Mo. He was beaten when they went home together, so he felt very guilty. When he took the racing car his mother had just bought for him to Liu Mo's house, he saw Liu Mo standing in the living room of their house with his head still wrapped in gauze Inside, he sat on the sofa with a blank expression and wiped the fruit knife. In his other hand was a towel with some blood on it.

Xiao Xuzhi asked him: "Liu Mo, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Liu Mo put the fruit knife back on the table after wiping without looking up.

Little Xu Zhi wanted to ask again, but then he saw Liu Mo raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "Xu Zhi, why are you here?"

Xiao Xuzhi didn't think much about it at that time.

In the following years, the few students who bullied the weak in the alley had accidents one after another. They were either expelled from school or became disabled due to fighting with others.

At the age of 15, one week after the first year of high school, Xu Zhi went to study by himself at night, and ran into Liu Mo in a dark alley on his way home.

He was carrying a bleeding fruit knife in his hand.

A person in school uniform fell down in the shadow next to him. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Xu Zhi was so frightened that he could hardly walk, but he subconsciously dragged Liu Mo away.

They have lived here for a long time, where there is no surveillance, which way can get out quickly, Xu Zhimener knows, and they ran to a corner.

"Did you kill someone?" Xu Zhi tried his best to calm down, but his voice was still trembling.

Liu Mo glanced at him expressionlessly, took out a white towel from the side pocket of his schoolbag, and slowly wiped the blood on the knife.

His calm movements made Xu Zhi feel both familiar and cold.

Liu Mo raised his eyelids, glanced at him, his eyes were indifferent: "Not dead."

Xu Zhi was startled by Liu Mo's look, and he swallowed: "You...you are not Liu Mo."

Liu Mo turned his head to the side, curled his lips and glanced at him, then he turned around and walked a few steps, throwing the fruit knife into the trash can beside him.

Xu Zhi watched Liu Mo's movements quietly, and when he wanted to continue to question, he heard another voice in doubt: "Strange, didn't I go home early? How did I get here?"

Liu Mo turned around and saw Xu Zhi behind him, Liu Mo walked over and patted Xu Zhi on the shoulder: "Xu Zhi, why are we here?"

The hands beside Xu Zhi trembled slowly, but his eyes were fixed on Liu Mo's face, trying to see any flaws in his face.

But he got nothing.