Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying nodded: "Ok, you are my father."

Because of Zhong Yue's current size, his tone unconsciously carried a touch of pampering, as if he really treated Zhong Yue like a child.

Zhong Yue: "..."

Shaking his head, he lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose, and continued to recall: "When I was seven or eight years old, my father took me and my eldest sister to the barbarians to exchange medicinal materials. When my father was busy, my eldest sister took me to the street to play. .”

Living in a small area since he was a child, he has seen and heard nothing but hunters hunting, villagers tinkering with farmland, and sisters weaving. He is full of awe and curiosity about the barbarians.

The houses lined up by the barbarians, the items bought and sold, and all kinds of strange techniques... are inconceivable in his eyes, and even the clothing and clothes of the barbarians are completely different from his cognition. Those exquisite and gorgeous silver jewelry make everyone of the barbarians look elegant And generous.

At first he only dared to look secretly, his eyes were as pure as a spring.

Because of the delay in his father's affairs, he knew a little bit about the barbarians, so he ran around in the gaps between the houses happily, and his eyes lingered over a fruit tree at the corner again and again. The fruit was so red that he couldn't scream. Name, but feel tongue saliva.

Finally, taking advantage of his eldest sister's absence, he stretched out his claws at the fruit tree.

Although he was young, he climbed the tree but sneaked like a stubborn monkey. He jumped onto the tree trunk in a few strokes, and moved little by little to pick the red fruits on the branches.

His hands were too short, and his fingers were too small. When he pulled them hard, the red fruit fell straight down, and then he heard the girl's low exclamation.

Looking down in a panic, he saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.The girl was wearing a blue barbarian dress. Her long black and thick hair was woven into two thick braids, one hanging behind her back and the other hanging on her chest. She wore three or four letter bracelets on her wrists, and silver earrings on her earlobes.

The bright light passed through the thick leaves, and fell on the girl's skin piecemeal, like jade and snow.

Her forehead was slightly swollen, and while holding the red fruit, her autumn eyes landed on him with precision.

That was a very good-looking girl, but Zhong Yue was full of panic, only knowing that he had caused trouble!

The barbarians were not something he could provoke at all, Zhong Yue shrank subconsciously between the branches, and was lifted up the next moment, with his hands and legs dangling in the air, shaking non-stop.

A nasty and proud voice sounded from the side of my ear: "A little thief has been caught."

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Zhong Yue explained in a panic.

The owner of the hand holding the back of his neck didn't listen at all, and carried him dangling in the air until he looked at the ground a few feet away from him and his face turned pale with fright, then the voice said lightly: "For fairness!" , you smashed someone, I will throw you down, even."

After saying that, the fingers pinching his collar loosened one by one at a very slow speed.

Just when he thought that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, the little girl took a small bite of the red fruit and smiled: "It's so sweet, thank you for giving me the fruit."

"Ayan." The little girl shouted, "Don't scare him."

That's not "scare", at least for the young Zhong Yue, it's beyond the scope of intimidation, he still doesn't know what is "murderous intent" and "murderous intent", but he knows what is malicious.

That was the first time he noticed such terrible malice...

The person behind sneered and jumped off the branch with him.

When his feet landed on the ground, Zhong Yue's legs were all weak. When he looked up, he saw that the person who had just frightened him was just a boy a few years older than him. The boy was wearing a bamboo hat and a veil, revealing only a pair of breathtaking peach blossom eyes. , a flash of brilliant gold faintly flashed across his pupils.

The little girl waved her hand at him, and the boy curled his lips and asked suspiciously, "Is it really sweet?"

"You try it?" The little girl handed out the red fruit, and the boy lowered his head and took a bite, puffing out his cheeks and remaining silent.

The two walked away side by side.

Zhong Yue sat down on the ground, his eyes glistened with water.

This was the first time Zhong Yue saw Haizhu and Zhuyan, it was short and normal, neither side left any good impressions.

What Zhong Yue remembers the most is - two big villains robbed him of his food!

"Look, I just said it's boring, it's nothing interesting." Zhong Yue muttered, "Your father has always been so annoying, not as good as your mother."

Zhong Ying hummed vaguely and reflected on himself.

The way he behaved in his youth seemed to be so fierce and rude.

If it wasn't for the fact that the person in Zhong Yue's words was his own father, and he was sure that he had never done such a thing, and he didn't have any childhood sweethearts by his side, he almost thought that Zhong Yue was talking about himself...

"Afterwards, I went home with my elder sister and my father. I used to be a little timid and didn't dare to tell them about this, thinking that I would never see them again in my life. Unexpectedly, within a month, I saw them again... ..."

"There are many desolate beasts in the northwest frontier, and the barbarians are good at controlling beasts. Even a naughty boy of a few years old can ride harmless and tall wild beasts around the streets. From my hometown, it is very scary.”

Zhong Yue covered his mouth with his small hand and yawned: "A ferocious wild beast broke into the village and killed anyone it saw. All the villagers were its prey."

This is not the first time that the villagers have encountered such a situation. Strong men with hoes, sticks, axes, and torches tried to stop them, while the elderly, children and women hid at home.

The desolate beast easily broke through the encirclement, and its sharp claws could bite a grown man in half, or tear it into a piece of rag.

Meat and blood all over the place.

The flesh and blood of the four silly fathers are mixed in it.

In front of the desolate beast, the walls of the house looked like they were paper-pasted. When the desolate beast bumped them lightly, they tore apart, revealing the frightened and desperate villagers.

Screams, cries for help, houses collapsing, the sound of biting flesh and blood, and the excited roars of wild beasts converged and hit the eardrums, leaving one's mind blank.

The torch fell into the weeds, and when the flames rose, no one extinguished them until the whole village was burned.

Zhong Yue was too young at the time, trembling with fright, and couldn't remember many things clearly.

I just remember that A Niang ran with the four of them.

In the beginning, it was A Niang who held his hand, and the desolate beast chased after him. A Niang rushed towards the desolate beast like crazy, letting her child escape, and she was buried under the sharp teeth.

Later, the elder sister dragged him away...

He was the closest to the elder sister, and when he came over with the sharp claws of the blood rain, the elder sister pushed him, and he fell into the mud, looking at the terrifying behemoth that killed his three older sisters.

The shadow cast by the desolate beast directly enveloped his small piece of world into darkness.

The melodious sound of the flute came, cleansing the mood, making people suddenly fall into a dream, and the desolate beast was also stunned.

The next moment, he was hugged into a fragrant and soft embrace who was covered in mud.A long spear fell from the sky, pierced through the wild beast's head, and nailed it to death on the grass.

The corpse of the desolate beast fell to the ground, and a young man sat on the body. The young man hurriedly started, the bamboo hat was blown away by the strong wind, and the red hair was swaying like fire in the setting sun.

While pulling out his spear, the boy raised his eyelids: "Haizhu, why are you holding that dirty boy?"

Zhong Yue returned to his senses, and began to cry as if venting, crying miserably, tears streaming down his face.

Haizhu was at a loss, rubbing his hair with her fingers like green onions.

Finally, he cried and passed out.

Opening his eyes again, he was in a strange house. The young child had no time to look at the new everything. Thinking that he had lost everything suddenly, he could only cry.

When you faint from crying, you will have nightmares, and the cycle repeats.

After crying for a few days, Zhuyan was so annoyed by the noise that he wanted to strangle this little thing to death, but for Haizhu's sake, he didn't do anything.

"Snapped--"

Something hit Zhong Yue on the head, and Zhong Yue was so dizzy that he forgot to cry.

It was a piece of roasted meat that hit him. After adding simple seasoning, the meat smelled tangy, and Zhong Yue's stomach growled all of a sudden.

But as soon as he saw the meat, he remembered the flesh and blood of his relatives in the mouth of the desolate beast, and retched on the side, unable to spit out anything.

"Little crying bag." Zhuyan leaned against the door frame, with his back to the light, and smiled at him, "This is made by Haizhu himself. If you dare not eat it, I will throw you out."

Zhong Yue shuddered in fright, and wanted to cry again because of his grievances. He just opened his mouth when he was stuffed with barbecued meat.

Zhuyan squatted in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly: "If you eat this piece of roast meat, you won't be able to cry." Zhuyan laughed softly, "This is the meat of that desolate beast, tear off its flesh and swallow it In the belly...you will take revenge."

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Yue couldn't cry, he bit the barbecue viciously, like a cub.

Zhuyan said leisurely: "This desolate beast ate your parents, sisters, friends... the flesh and blood of all your relatives and friends passed through its teeth and entered its belly." Raising his eyebrows, he asked, "Its Flesh and blood, surely it smells like your parents and sisters?"

Zhong Yue was terrified and suddenly choked.

However, while Zhuyan was helping him, he also asked, "Is it delicious? How does it taste?"

Haizhu came in with a quilt made of bamboo knots, and fed Zhong Yue water: "Don't listen to his nonsense, this is the wild pork that Ayan beat yesterday."

"But……"

"This kind of barren animal hide is thick and fleshy, it is difficult to cook, and the taste is hard and astringent, no one eats it."

Zhong Yue wiped his eyes and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhuyan smiled gleefully at the side: "The little crying bag finally spoke."

He was homeless and couldn't live alone, so he followed Zhuyan and Haizhu all the time.

Haizhu didn't know how to weave, but could only sew up the holes in his robes. Seeing that Zhong Yue was depressed, he always shrunk into a ball, screamed and frightened at the slightest disturbance, and patted his undeveloped small chest and said: " I will be your mother from now on and will protect you."

"Then what am I? His father?" Zhuyan tilted his head when he heard the words.

Haizhu blushed a lot.

Zhuyan turned her head: "I don't want to be the father of a little crying bag."

Haizhu realized something was wrong, held Zhong Yue's small shoulders, thought hard for a while and said: "You have no parents, and neither do Ayan and I, but we can be a family! Ayan is the biggest, he is an older brother, and I am bigger than him." You are older, I am my sister."

Confused and counted as a family by Haizhu, Zhong Yue hugged his legs and buried his head in silence.

Zhuyan laughed at the name Sisha, and Haizhu asked him if he had a famous name.

He shook his head, and Haizhu asked his last name again?

He raised his head, sobbing and answered a word: "Clock."

Outside the small house is a stretch of green hills, Zhuyan pointed at it casually: "Then it's called a mountain."

Haizhu felt that the word "mountain" lacked momentum, so she decided to change "mountain" to "yue".

"Yue, the word Yue of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi." Haizhu held his hand, leaving a stroke of the word Yue on his palm, "It should have been named by your parents, but... brother and sister gave you the name." You can choose a name, your surname is Zhong Yue, and your first name is Zhong Yue."

Haizhu bent her lips, her bright eyes looked good, and she looked bright: "If you don't like it, we can change it~"

Outside the house, the moon is high and far away, mountains and mist overlap, and the breeze is like this.

Zhong Yue covered his face, suppressed his voice and began to cry.

Haizhu said: "Don't cry, you can change if you feel bad."

Zhuyan said: "It's fine to just call the crying bag."

He was so afraid of desolate beasts, his legs and feet were so afraid that he could only be dragged away by others, but he no longer wanted to be protected by others!

He doesn't want to be a coward, and he doesn't want to be a crybaby. He wants to be a little bit bolder, a little bit bigger, a little bit stronger, a little bit stronger...

Until you can protect important people.