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His sister is nothing like him.

At the age of seven when he was still bullying others and treating others as toys.

My sister already has a heart of gold.

"Naozai, how can you treat other people as toys!"

"You know it hurts, so other people will hurt too!"

Zenyuan Naoya doesn't care about others, he only cares about his sister.

My sister is the sun in the sky, so he has to be a little more presentable, otherwise he will look even worse when he walks together.

At the age of eight, when he was still struggling with homework, his sister had already set up the ideal of saving lives.

At the age of 12, he was still secretly researching cosmetic contact lenses and ENT clinics because he and his sister didn't look like each other. The scope of his sister's rescue has spread to the whole of Kyoto.

"Miss from the Chanyuan family and young master from the Wutiao family..."

People always say this, put sister and god son together, Chanyuan Naoya heard these words occasionally, the anger in his heart surged up, he really wanted to beat everyone up, so that they would never dare to hate that person again God's child was placed beside her sister.

But not.

If he vents his anger on others, my sister will be angry.

When my sister was young, she seemed calmer than her peers, but when she grew up, she was far cuter than her peers.

Zenyuan Naoya didn't want to admit it - that son of God took good care of his sister.

"Why don't you cry, Naoya?"

Even if his sister is pulling his face, even if his sister likes to tease him, even if his sister is always acting wild everywhere, he still thinks it is so cute.

Zenyuan Chun, his twin, his half body, and the other half of his soul.

She attaches great importance to her family, and in the future it will definitely be the son of God who will marry her.

So he and his sister can be together forever.

"Sister won't leave home, will she?"

"Of course!"

"Then can we go to the Kyoto school together? Or does my sister want to go to an ordinary high school?"

My sister played with his face, pinching it back and forth, as if she wasn't listening seriously at all: "Whatever you want, Naozai, why don't you cry."

He will not cry.

He is no longer a child, looking at his sister, Naoya can only smile.

"Really boring!"

She always comes and walks like a child, with a distance between him and him, a distance that can be approached by walking a little.

"At next year's exchange meeting, I will randomly check your interpersonal relationship. If you let me know that you don't have any friends in school, then I will ignore you."

He was still thinking about how to order the civilians in the school to be friends with him, so as to cope with the 15-year-old sister's social inspection at the exchange meeting.

My sister has already for this world...

At the funeral, when he opened the coffin and there was no body inside, Zenyuan Naoya was filled with joy.

Sister is not dead.

It must be a prank, because Naoya was not good, didn't listen to her, didn't cry for her, so she got angry.

Now there are crying.

I have been crying all the time.

So come out quickly, you can cry as much as you want, from morning to night, come back quickly, don't scare him anymore.

"Tsubaki burned himself out..."

What is that person talking about?

"Even the corpses were reduced to ashes."

So is it dead?

Several days passed, and Naoya looked for her everywhere. My older sister didn't like to ride a car, so she didn't go very far. I looked for her in the places my older sister liked to go. Everyone looked at him with sympathetic and sad eyes, as if My sister really died like that.

So he is going to accompany her.

But after being rescued, Xia Youjie sent him to the Zenyuan home, and when he returned home, his father, who had been drunk all day, rarely sobered up, took him to sit by the side, and gently stroked his hair.

"Naozai."

He sighed: "We still have to live well, otherwise, your sister will be sad."

"But……"

Zenyuan Naoya curled up—since his sister left and the coffin was buried in the soil, he didn't dare to step on the mud.

"Sister is alone in the ground, she will be lonely."

The father looked at him for a while: "That's not now. What your sister left behind needs someone to protect it. We can't let her pay for nothing."

"So let my sister alone......?"

Zenyuan Naozai didn't understand, he asked his father in tears, "Father, are you willing to let my sister alone?"

Being rescued again and again, Chanyuan Naozai didn't understand why they could be so cruel, why they could bear to leave their sister alone.

Obviously, sister needs company most.

Thinking of her sister being alone in the ground, Zenyuan Naoya's already broken heart will be broken again.

"elder sister……"

My sister's favorite person is Gojo Satoru. Since he is not allowed to die, then Gojo Satoru should accompany my sister.

Today is the day of the exchange meeting, Zenyuan Naoya was sober for a while, he put on his school uniform, came to the Kyoto school, and saw everyone socializing happily, he hated it.

Hate everyone, hate the whole world, Chanyuan Naozai doesn't understand the truth, he only has his sister in his eyes.

These people killed my sister.

The elder sister is already dead, how can they still laugh.

"brute!"

He rushed to them, swearing at them, pointing their noses, and they all endured his madness in silence.

Zenyuan Naoya looked at Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie.

These two wastes, who stayed with their sister all day long, but couldn't even protect her, could still laugh now.

The two teenagers stood and let him scold, and when Zenyuan Naoya was so disgusted that he couldn't help throwing up, he used up his last strength and shouted at Wujo Wu: "You are not worthy of my sister's love at all!"

……

"Wu." Xia Youjie pulled Wu Wu's arms and reminded, "He is Chun's younger brother."

Gojo Satoru shook off with a cold face.

"I said so."

The white-haired boy walked towards him: "Jie said you are a poor wretch, and let me let you go, so it's almost the same?"

"Ha, poor thing, yes, I am a poor thing, it is you, and you, it is you who killed my sister, and you turned me into a poor thing!"

"Give me back my sister, give me back my sister!"

"Tsk, are you crazy?" Gojo Satoru stared at the watch on his wrist - this was bought for him by his sister before she died, and there was a small bracelet on it, which was given to him by her sister for his birthday when she was ten years old Gift.

Gojo Satoru snatched it up.

"Your sister." Gojo Satoru turned the watch on his fingertips and smiled at him, "Your eyesight is not bad."

"give me back!"

"Give me back, give me back, give me back, give me back!"

"No." Gojo Satoru easily avoided his attack, "A trash who can't even protect this, how could he have the right to scold others? If you ask me, your sister is pitiful enough to have a trash brother like you."

He knows how to poke his sore spots best: "Speaking of which, why don't you and your sister look alike at all?"

Nothing like it.

When consciousness regained consciousness, both father and mother were standing in his room.

His father looked at him with disappointment in his eyes: "You have lost all the face of the Chanyuan family, and you have also lost all the face of your sister."

"Zaozai..." His mother hugged him, her eyes were full of concern, "How are you, Zhizai...?"

Zenyuan Naoya looked at his empty wrist and was snatched away.

Can't live anymore.

Father strode over and raised his hand as if to hit him: "Be sober!"

"The Zen courtyard is directly adjacent to people!"

The always gentle mother blocked her father's hand and shouted to her father: "I don't have Xiaochun anymore, do you still want to kill Naozai! If so, you might as well kill me together and let us reunite with Xiaochun underground! "

Father stepped back abruptly, remained silent for a while, and then spoke again, his voice already choked up: "Zaozai."

He said: "You have half of your sister's blood on your body, even for this, you have to live, live well."

Blood……

Chanyuan Naoya looked at his wound, which half of the blood belonged to his sister and which half belonged to him?

"my child……"

The mother cried while holding him, and showed him to his father's left hand, which was a watch.

"You're only 16 years old, you haven't done anything wrong, your sister won't blame you, and your father isn't blaming you either. You see, my father begged the Son of God for a long time before he asked for your watch back. Get well soon, okay? I beg you."

Get better……

Who will teach him, a dead person, how to get better.

The watch with the hand strap was thrown over, and the father said awkwardly: "Except for your hair, you really have nothing in common with your sister!"

You bear no resemblance to your sister.

There is no resemblance.

Except for the hair...

"what……"

"what!"

"what!!!!!!!"

**

The light in the bar was dim, and blood dripped on the ground. Zenyuan Naoya looked down at his fingers, wiped the blood in a panic, and then took the fingers into his mouth with a dazed expression.

"Sorry sorry."

The drummer behind Naoya leaned closer to the microphone, bending his eyes: "There is a little bit of an emergency."

The audience seemed to be very familiar with this situation, and they got up and left, whispering things like 'it's like this again', 'I'm worried about him', 'Yes' and so on.

The drummers behind Zhizai didn't dare to talk to him, they followed the crowd and walked out. After a while, only you, Xia Youjie and Zhizai were left in the bar.

Xia Youjie called his name: "Zhizai."

Naoya grew up a lot, dyed his hair a different color, and wore a lot of earrings, but he wore simple clothes, white T trousers, like a clean boy.

There are glaring scars all over his hands, and you feel sad looking at it, and you can't help but want to cry.

Zenyuan Naoya seemed to be awakened by your crying, and looked at you again, his face immediately darkened.

He bent down slightly, hid his blood-stained fingers behind his back, raised his other hand and knocked on the microphone, bringing a burst of noise.

"It turned out to be Mr. Xia Youjie."

He didn't even look at you, he just stared at Xia Youjie: "My sister's outer room, huh? It doesn't even count as an outer room, a man who was tired of being played by my sister."

Zenyuan Zhizai glanced at you, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt: "Look, this young lady is full of my sister's shadow, Mr. Xia You can't stand loneliness, and no one can help you if you want to find someone for entertainment." Nothing to blame, but what's the business of you coming in with a cheap substitute?"

You cry and look at Naoya, what is he talking about...

He frowned, as if he was enduring something, and then smiled at you: "This young lady heard about my tragic experience, and wanted to show kindness and play a game of siblings with me, or Do you want to see the jokes in the Buddhist monastery? I'm sorry, I won't accompany you."

He looked at Xia Youjie again, with cold hostility in his eyes: "If you still have any sense of shame, you should immediately cut off all the places where you were touched by this woman, and apologize to my sister."

After speaking, he took off the bass, threw it hard on the ground, and ran into the back room.

Xia Youjie apologized to you again: "Sorry."

You ignore him and quietly follow Naoya to the door of Naoya's room, when you hear the sound of vomiting.

You were a little worried, so you quietly opened a slit to peek, Naoya turned his back to you as if about to take medicine, raised his slender wrist, trembling badly.

Sensing the movement, he looked over coldly, and seeing that it was you, the expression on his face became even more gloomy: "Go away!"

His tone was full of disgust, as if he couldn't help but want to vomit, but he didn't want to show you his jokes, or show a downcast look in front of you.

You quickly close the door.

You should not have come.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie both recognized you at a glance, but Naoya didn't, he took you for someone else.

If you came to see him, wouldn't you be stimulating him?

"Naoya suffers from amnesia syndrome."

Xia Youjie seems to be afraid that you will be sad, and he is still comforting you: "There is something wrong with his memory, and the magic tool for sorting out memory has been enlightened, so he can't recognize my sister like us, don't be sad..."

You really don't know what's going on with him, Naoya is in such pain, can't he see it?

He even told you not to be sad?

"How could I not be sad."

You file one sentence at a time.

"However, I'm not sad because he doesn't recognize my sister."

"I'm sad because he's covered in injuries now. I feel distressed, blame myself, and feel guilty. I wish I could suffer it for him, but there's nothing I can do."

You cried and picked up Naoya's bass, there was still blood on the broken strings, and there were reddish marks fainted by your tears, you quickly wiped it off.

"Jay, I want to fix this."

Fix this first, then Naoya, then everyone.

He squatted beside you: "Everything will be fine."

You hugged Bess and sobbed: "I want to walk alone."

Xia Youjie was worried about leaving you alone, and kept following you not far or near, and you walked aimlessly.

To make my younger brother better, he must first change back to Chun Yuan, and then he must complete the strategy as soon as possible.

Wild Rose is a very good child, and Xiaohui and Yuren are also very good children. This task should not be difficult. It stands to reason that you should return to Tokyo immediately and start fighting.

But you are so tired.

You are so sad.

Self-blame, guilt, sadness, anger, anxiety...

A lot of negative emotions surround you, but as soon as you return to Tokyo, you have to laugh, like nothing happened, and attack others.

Then who will attack you?

Who will comfort you, comfort you, who will give you a warm hug, who will tell you that it doesn't matter, he is not broken, he will not be broken.

You look at Kiyomizu Temple in front of you.

Your mind is flying around, but your legs are here.

You come to the second floor, hold the bass and sit under the pine tree, the clear rosin blows with the wind, and you slowly close your eyes.

This time you are in Novice Village, he was soaking in the bathtub, and when he saw you coming over suddenly, he frowned impatiently.

You looked down at the maiden costume on yourself, and got into Su Nuo's arms.

"Useless little bug."

He lifted your chin, his eyes were full of impatience, and his tone was fierce: "Why are you crying again?"

"I'm going to cry."

You look into his eyes: "Su Nuo, if I leave, will you cry?"

He laughed disdainfully, with a look of 'what stupid question are you asking': "Tears belong to the weak."

……

You don't understand: "Am I weak?"

"But my younger brother is broken, Su Nuo, do you know that I have a family, a younger brother, I used to dream of having this, but after I have it, I don't cherish it, not only that, I also hurt They, after I leave, Naoya will not be able to survive."

"none of your business?"

The two-faced Su Nuo knocked off the leaves on your head with a look of disgust: "If it is me, I will burn the useless vines that cannot survive without the master."

"You are so cruel!" You circled his neck, "You don't know how to feel sorry for others, so if I am also that kind of vine, will you burn me to death?"

He seemed to be stopped by your question, showing a thoughtful expression.

You stare at him, no way, no way, "Chou Su Nuo, you're not really thinking about burning me to death!"

You grabbed his face and twittered at him: "Don't think, don't think, I want to hear the answer from your first reaction, that is the truth!"

Su Nuo on both sides grabs your hand: "It's so noisy."

"Then tell me quickly!"

Su Nuo on both sides stares at you: "Can't you live without me?"

You nod.

He laughed, "Little bug."

"I did not lie to you!"

You kiss him: "Speak quickly!"

He clasped your waist, "No."

"Because you like me, you don't want to burn me to death, right!"

You touch his little eyes, it's rare for Su Nuo not to be arrogant, you are very satisfied: "I knew, look, you will still be soft-hearted, then you can understand me, right?"

Two-faced Su Nuo thought for a few seconds: "I can't understand."

"..." You hit him angrily, "Why can't you understand!"

Su Nuo let you beat him: "I'm not like you."

?

"What do you mean you are not like me!" You feel a little wronged, "Say it clearly, you are not like me!"

"It's useless."

……

Smelly Nuo!You fight him!

You hit him Ula Ula: "I'm sad and sad now, do you know that, it's fine if you don't coax me, but you still scold me, you are so disgusting, I hate you!"

Two-faced Su Nuo stared at your lips: "Say it again."

You didn't say anything, you buried your face in his chest, "Whoa, I still can't smell it, I want to smell you."

"hold on."

"How long are we going to wait!"

Su Nuo on both sides did not speak, but gently touched your head: "If you cry again, don't bother me."

"Hey! Do you think I'm annoying?"

You hit Su Nuo: "Say it again, I'm crying, and you still think I'm annoying!"

Su Nuo is pretending to be cold again, you cry directly into his ear, you want to blow his brains out!

Su Nuo on both sides frowned and looked at you, raised his hand, but he was not willing to cover your mouth after all, but his tone was fierce: "What is the ghost's name?"

"You think I'm annoying!"

"..."

He was silent, and you cried loudly again, today you have to cry, surrender, and admit his mistakes. You were crying out of anger at first, but then you were really crying, crying until your heart and liver were broken into pieces.

Like you taught him, the two-faced Su Nuo stroked your head with two hands, combed your hair, and raised your hand with the other hand to put it on his small eyes, and then he didn't know where to do it. Let me put a bouquet of flowers in your arms.

His face was full of impatience, as if he was on the verge of eruption. You looked down at the flowers in your hand, and your crying immediately turned into a small whimper.

"Su Nuo..."

You uttered a few syllables that you didn't know the meaning of, and then looked at him helplessly: "Quickly admit your mistake... um."

He kisses you again.

He does what you taught him, when you cry, he does what a good boyfriend should do—kiss you, give you gifts, and flowers.

Your emotions are slowly soothed by him in this way, it feels like you are charging.

After the kiss is over, you bury him in his chest and touch his little eyes: "Su Nuo, you can't kill me in the future."

He seemed to be in a trance, and responded to you in a low voice, which was extremely perfunctory.

You look up in dissatisfaction, this guy actually lost his mind while talking to you, he is completely unqualified!

You gently pinched his face: "What are you thinking about!"

"Gift."

Ok?

You touched Su Nuo's small eyes, and it took a while to realize, yes, there are flowers and kisses, but there is still a gift.

You look at Xiao Hua who has become a mess because of your kiss, and make trouble unreasonably: "You lost all the flowers, you have to pay me."

"troublesome."

"If I'm troublesome, I'll be troublesome. I'm the first little troublemaker in the universe."

He laughed: "It's rare to have self-knowledge."

You also hugged him and smiled, and dug a hole for him: "Su Nuo, the gift must be in line with the owner's wishes, so you have to give me the gift I want, right?"

Su Nuo on both sides raised his eyebrows: "What do you want?"

You bite his chin: "Whatever I want, you can do it?"

He pondered for a while, as if thinking seriously, then lowered his head, staring at you with four eyes, his voice was calm, mixed with infinite confidence: "You say."

You kiss him: "I want to smell you."

He was silent for two seconds: "Except for this."

"why?"

Two-faced Su Nuo inserts his finger into your mouth: "Bite."

You bite his finger obediently, you feel like the two-faced Su Nuo is feeding you medicine, it's so bitter, woo woo woo.

But you know that Su Nuo must be doing it for your own good, so you hold back and don't make a fuss, and when you're done, you stare at him: "I want this gift, I want this, I want this!"

He looked terribly annoyed: "You'll regret it."

Why regret it, you won't, "I won't!"

Su Nuo on both sides holds your hand: "Be a little quieter."

"I won't, I won't, if you don't speak clearly today, don't even think about it..."

Speechless!

you're awake!

Gou Su Nuo, run away before finishing your sentence!

Woohoo, if he refuses to tell you like this, the matter must be serious.

But... Su Nuo is not the only one who knows what happened thousands of years ago. You can also ask the little fox and Tian Yuan. Speaking of which, Tian Yuan should also be resurrected, right?

Su Nuo brand power bank, the effect is super good, you have been fully charged and revived with full blood, the most urgent thing now is to clear everyone, and then all problems can be solved easily!

Just as you stood up with Bess in your arms and planned to attack with the whole army, an urgent sound of wind passed by your ears.

The pick of ice pierces your shoulders and pins you to a tree.

The white-haired man looked at you, with long hair dragging on the ground, with a gloomy and indifferent expression: "How did you get in here?"