you turned on the love game

The Morrow family is the most mysterious force in the dark world. The high-level family members and bodyguards live in the prosperous Youkexin, and the middle and low-level members live scattered in surrounding cities.

Most families will return to the old house at a fixed time every year, and some even hold auctions in the old house to invite visitors to show their growing influence.

But the Moreau family is an exception.

They rarely go back and never invite outsiders.

Even the insiders of the family don't know the exact location of the Morrow mansion, they only know that it is an ancient manor on a mountain, as if the memory has been erased by some mysterious force.

The owner's only daughter lived there alone.

Some speculated that it was exclusion.

Some guessed it was protection.

——There are different opinions.

"Is that exclusion or protection?"

The little girl knelt at your feet, put her chin on your lap, and looked at you dependently, "Tell me, miss."

The curly blond hair flowed down her arms and fell on the fluffy carpet to wrap her whole body, making her even smaller.

You close the book in your hand: "Who knows."

"..." She suddenly showed a depressed expression.

"I just know it's time for you to go to bed." You bent your eyes and stroked her soft hair, "It's time to say good night."

She sighed like a little old man: "Oh, okay."

Then he stood up dawdly, "Good night, miss."

"Good night……"

Before the girl walked out of the room, an apologetic maid appeared outside the open door: "I'm very sorry, miss. The child you brought back...he didn't cooperate well, and we couldn't wash him."

Before you could speak, the girl said first: "Then throw him out!"

Like a puffy puffer fish.

"Linna..." You lowered your voice slightly.

"Sorry……"

She froze immediately, hanging her head in frustration.

You turned your gaze to the maid by the door, nodded and said, "Thank you, take Linna back to the room, I'll go and see for myself."

"Yes, Miss."

The bathroom is divided into an outer room and an inner room, and the maids are guarding the outer room with a change of clothes, looking at each other as if they don't know what to do.

One of the short-haired maids saw you, her eyes lit up and she rushed up to meet you: "Miss, that child is staying inside alone now, and none of us are allowed to enter."

If it is an ordinary child, the butler and the head maid can directly decide.But that child was brought back by you yourself, and there is a high probability that it will be raised by your side like Linna in the future.

"I see."

You walked past them to the door and knocked lightly, "Hisso?"

Hisoka was the kid's name, it took you five pieces of gum to get it out of his mouth.Probably because it wasn't his favorite brand, he still had an expressionless face when he spoke.

"May I come inside?"

no respond.

You are not annoyed, just sighed slowly: "Is it not possible? I brought "BungeeGum" here specially. "

This is a well-known chewing gum with a very good taste and a very fresh fruity flavor. The pile of chewing gum wrappers that Hisoka squatted in the alley and stared at the ground before was from this brand.

Guess he should like it very much.

As soon as the voice fell, the inner room really heard the sound of walking.

click...

The door lock was opened from the inside.

Although the door is still closed, you know it means he can enter by default.

You open the door and Hisoka stands barefoot on the edge of the sink.Warm orange light poured down on his face, making those golden, wolf-like eyes even more eye-catching.

Clearer than gemstones, it shines brightly.

But it is still indifferent, even inorganic.

It's like a wild beast lurking in the jungle, staring at the prey that stepped into the territory, catching all the wind and grass, waiting for the best time to gallop out, and biting the opponent's throat in one fell swoop.

And you are that hapless prey.

The defense in his eyes is so obvious that you have to stop at a safe distance and spread out the chewing gum in your hand to show him.

"I just wanted to give you candy."

What is an ordinary child like?

They don't have a courtyard so wide that it can't be seen, nor do they have a whole table full of delicacies.But most of them have a decent life and a promising future.

The poorer children will huddle together with their families in the house to keep warm in winter. The clothes they wear may be old clothes from their father or mother, or from older brothers and sisters.

For them, the most precious thing is fresh white bread. It would be even better if they could sit in the warm bakery and eat slowly.

And the children of the ghetto...

"Look, I can easily be bitten by you." You shook the bandaged index finger at him, "I'm weak, and I'm not a threat to you."

They are sharp, cunning, extremely vigilant, and have a strong resistance to the outside world.Relying on scavenging and stealing, it stubbornly takes root in the crevices of the city where the sun cannot reach, and grows wildly.

What will happen tomorrow is never something they consider.

The most important thing is how to live today.

"I'm not threatening." You repeated.

The guard in his eyes faded slightly, but he still didn't move.So you stretched out the other hand that was hidden behind your back, and showed it to him—a toy gun was placed in the palm.

"This is a gift."

You hold the toy gun, point it into the open, "just pull the trigger and it'll go like this..."

A snow-white plush pigeon came out of the gun, opened its mouth and uttered a few strange tunes, then quickly retracted.

"Do you like this?"

Looks like it should be of interest.

His eyes kept chasing the pigeon that suddenly appeared and disappeared, then moved a little bit to the toy gun, and finally turned back to your face, looking at you in silence.

"I'll give this to you after I take a shower." You put away the toy gun again, and took two steps towards his position, the chewing gum on the palm of your left hand was closer to him, "The chewing gum can be given to you now."

Hisoka gazed into your eyes, as if confirming the truth of your words.A few seconds later, he took a step forward, while being wary of your possible movements, he slowly raised his hand...

"If you take it away, you promise to take a bath."

He paused with his outstretched hand, and frowned unhappily—this is the first time you've seen an expression on his face beyond defense, which made him look alive.

Without hesitating for a long time, he chose to take the chewing gum in your palm, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing.

The sweet taste quickly spread in the mouth, and the defense in those golden pupils gradually sank, revealing a little calm emotion.

You smiled slightly, and called the maids to help him wash his body, then walked aside alone and put the toy gun in the clothes box.

At this time, there were several exclamations from the maid from behind.

You turned around suspiciously, Hisoka's shirt had been taken off, and the body under the clothes was so thin that the ribs could be seen directly.

But that's not the point, the point is...

His arms, chest, and back were all marked by sticks and fists.In some places, it even turned into purple and black. Obviously, these scars have existed for a long time beyond imagination.

There was also a fresh wound on the waist and abdomen that looked like a sharp weapon. The blood had solidified near the wound, and dark red blood scars piled up messily on his skin.

But he himself didn't show any pain, and the maids didn't even frown when their hands touched the wound, as if those wounds were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Your breath pauses briefly.

Noticing your staring gaze, he also looked back, those indifferent eyes instantly came to life, revealing strong malice.

It was an indescribable look.

It seems to be disdainful, and it seems to be ridiculed, but when you look carefully, you will find that there is actually nothing in it.

Just a pair of golden glass beads.

Then he moved the corner of his mouth and pulled out a smile.

Smiles are like today's weather, the sky is filled with thick and dense clouds, and even half a ray of sunshine can't be seen.

Heavy, a little cold.

You suddenly feel a little unspeakable regret.