Why aren't people raising me

When I went back, I felt tired as if I had thrown something in the air with a thread.

Yazhi looked back, only to hear tired and indifferent, "It's just a bird."

Just passing the festival on the way, Yazhi clenched Tired's hand unconsciously, trying to get out of this area quickly, but Tired stopped.

"Normal families will have parent-child activities." He murmured in thought, his eyes flashed on the pedestrian family of three, "Yazhi, do you want to play?"

"Don't!" Yazhi hugged his arm tremblingly, and finally noticed something wrong with him, "I don't want to face so many people... so many people, this is too strange, let's go back."

"……it is good."

"Brother, brother...he had his neck cut off by that man."

"I know, it's a pity he can no longer be part of our family."

Masaharu felt his already heavy head hurt even more after hearing these words.

Back at Natian Spider Mountain, Masaharu developed a high fever that night.

"What is a fever?" The new sister has no memory of being a human, so she doesn't know anything about it. "Why is the temperature so high? It's strange, Masaharu, Masaharu?"

Her mother was calmer than her. She quickly fetched water and cotton cloths, and tried to cool Yazhi down. "He ate bad food and got sick when he was a child. He just needs to let the temperature drop."

Although she said words of relief, her mother's face was full of panic and pleading, "Maji, Yazhi, listen to mom, you must get better soon, if you are still like this before you get tired... I won't live... I Would be an incompetent mother."

Masaharu doesn't get sick very often.

He has never been hungry or cold in his life, and he doesn't need to go out in the rain, and he doesn't get tired and worried, so his physical signs have always been in a healthy standard.

The fever was different this time, and my mother found that ordinary cooling could not cure him.

"What can we do... By the way, human beings need medicine to get sick." Mom looked at the sky outside, "The sun is up, we can't go out, we will come back when it gets dark... Woo..." She He covered his mouth to prevent sobbing from attracting his father, "I should have thought of it earlier, I should have prepared some medicine earlier."

Yazhi had a splitting headache, and reached out to touch his mother's face, which was wet as expected, "Don't cry, mother..." He gasped weakly, "I will get better, and I will be refreshed after I sleep. For you, I will work hard to get better."

"That's right!" My sister's eyes lit up, "Among the people I trapped with the thread last night, there should be some who are panting, let him go."

"...will he come back?"

"Don't these human beings just like to take care of their companions? Yazhi is so young, will they ignore him?" My sister said and acted, "I'll go and release him...Although it's possible, I won't be able to have a full meal."

When the sun is in the sky, the released person may throw the medicine where the ghost can reach it, and then run away alone.

But compared to Tired's rage, these are just pains that are not worth mentioning.

***

The medicine has an extraordinary effect on Yazhi who has never touched it before. After drinking the medicine, his temperature dropped an hour later, and his expression became clearer.

But Masaharu was unhappy.

His silence was visible to the naked eye. He had recovered from his illness, but he hadn't regained his spirit.

"Masaji, what's wrong with you." The eldest brother hangs upside down in front of him, "Shall I play for your little spider?"

The ground was covered with creatures with human faces and spider bodies, Yazhi turned his back to them, "I don't want to see."

The elder brother let the little spider disperse, and hung him upside down in front of Yazhi from the other side, his white hair dangling in the air, "Why are you unhappy, are you scared by the guy who took you away? Is it because I am tired to avenge you?" Yet?"

"No...he's not that scary."

"Masaharu!" The elder brother suddenly widened his eyes, showing a frightened and angry expression, "The demon-slayers are extremely abominable. They drove us to extinction and made our family unable to be together forever! Isn't that scary?"

Yazhi pursed his lips tightly, and looked at those trembling eyes.

The eldest brother continued, "Look, the sixth son was also killed by him. He died to protect you, right? Don't you hate him?"

hatred……

Yazhi tightened his grip on his clothes,

He just felt that such a dispute between life and death was not right.

"Don't think too much, you have to take a good rest now, and you won't notice anything strange when you come back from being tired, you know?"

"Brother..." Yazhi's voice was low and calm, "Why did Tired hit you?"

"what?"

"This family is full of violence."

"No, it's just occasionally. We made mistakes." The eldest brother concealed it stiffly. "In a normal family, if someone makes a mistake, he will be punished. Among us, the one who is tired is the most capable. He protects us. Of course we have to listen to him."

"do you like me?"

"..." The ghost's expression froze, "What are you talking about?"

"Do you love me?"

He forced himself to smile softly, "Of course love, we are the closest family members, and it is worthwhile to sacrifice our lives for each other."

Yazhi stopped talking about this topic with him, "I'm hungry."

The eldest brother breathed a sigh of relief, climbed up to the roof and left quickly, "I'll ask mom to cook for you."

In the evening, the tiredness really came back.

But he didn't come back from the outside, but stepped out of the door that appeared out of thin air, followed by a tall man.

The family members seemed to be respectful to that man, there was the sound of kneeling down in the corridor, Yazhi opened the door to look out when he heard the movement, he turned around the corner, and smelled some fragrance head-on.

It smelled like powder, he had smelled it in the mixed air during the festival.

"Tired, you really raised a human being." The man looked down at Yazhi, with an elegant curve on his lips, "You still raise him so healthy, he looks like the son of a big family."

Facing strangers again, Masaharu subconsciously took a step back.

"Are you scared?" The man tilted his head lightly, his white hair resting on his forehead.

"Yazhi." Lei said, "This is our companion, Tong Mo."

Child grinding.

Kamiji No. [-] with brilliant eyes, wearing gorgeous costumes that Masaharu has never seen before, just standing there has an aura that cannot be ignored.His appearance was exceptionally handsome, and even Masaharu, who hadn't yet had a concept of beauty and ugliness, was unconsciously dazed for three seconds.

He quickly withdrew his straight gaze, "Tong Mo... shall I call you Tong Mo?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Tong Mo had a different kind of emphasis when he spoke, Yazhi sounded very fresh,

"Then Tong Mo." Yazhi stared at those eyes quietly, because he had never seen them before, he was very curious, and Tong Mo had seen this attracted look a lot, "This child doesn't seem to be strange at all. The place."

Tired and turned his eyes, "What do you imagine him like?"

Holding the fan against his chin, Tong Mo put on a thoughtful expression, "He should be more interesting."

"interesting?"

"Says surprising things, does surprising things, but he acts like a little kid."

"My younger brother is just a child." Lei walked to Yazhi's side, and silently retorted Tong Mo, "He doesn't need to have such an elegant personality or outstanding ability, as long as he loves me."

"Love..." Tong Mo's tone seemed to be sighing, "What a beautiful word..."

Yazhi rubbed behind Lei and took his hand, "Brother, why did Tong Mo come here for...?"

"To give you a surprise." The second on the string continued his words, "Tired, contacted me through Mr. Wu Mi."

That's in Infinity City.

Tired called Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi's name in his heart, and with the adult's attention to him, he could know any thoughts of Tired in time.Just a flicker of vision, tired to this place.

Oni Wu Tsuji has a preference for Lei.

The tired experience made him see his own shadow. The child who was tortured by the disease couldn't run, couldn't live like a normal person, and could only curl up in the bedding to survive. After becoming a ghost, he was not accepted, but was lifted by his father at night The blade wakes up.

Turning tired into a ghost seems to satisfy some secret interest of his.

"That human being you raised wants to see the snow?"

In the Infinite City, the Ghost King, whose mimicry was perfect, looked down on the fifth with cold eyes.

"Yes, Lord Wu Mi." Tired kneeled on the ground submissively, raised his head to meet those blood-red eyes, "I started to fabricate his life, and now it has completely turned to the side of the ghost."

"Oh?"

Ghost Mai Tsuji's tone rose.

He doesn't have any respect and sympathy for human beings, but he can have some teasing thoughts and a little bit of compassion for certain groups of people.Tired and adopted humans are not enough to fully attract his attention.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi just took this as a tired request.

Innocuous requests are allowed.

"What surprise?" Yazhi was stunned,

He stayed in the room with Tired and waited for a while, while Tong Mo went outside, wondering what the hell he was doing.

Masaharu felt a bit of chill in the heat of summer.

Ghosts have different skills. Yazhi only knows that the family members have the same spider thread. He has never seen any big scenes, but he has some associations.

"Is it vampirism?" He asked tiredly,

"Yes."

"Can blood ghosts do anything?"

"That adult can do it."

"In the future... I will become a ghost too, right?"

"Of course." Lei gently rubbed his severed hair, and tied him a small knot, "But you have to grow up better, and if you are lucky enough to be appreciated by that adult, you can become even more powerful." The presence."

"By then..."

"You have to protect me too."

***

There is a cold fragrance in the air.

Yazhi was dragged out of the house tiredly, only to see that it was already icy and snowy outside.

The ground is covered with a layer of frost, and the cold air seeps upwards. The beams of the roof are completely covered with a layer of white, and the elongated branches hang down fine icicles. Even at night, the outside seems to be surprisingly bright.

The Winding Ghost standing in the snow frivolously put away his folding fan, and looked at this side with a smile on his brows and eyes.

The smile seemed hollow, but enough to be fake.

Masaharu looked at this scene dully, and stammered, "You, did you snow?"

"Just a little bit of magic."

"Can I play?"

Tong Mo opened his hand, "Anything you want."

Yazhi looked tired again, and after getting his permission, he cheered and jumped down from the corridor in front of the house, and then...

"hiss!"

He climbed up slowly, and the ghosts watching were stunned for a moment, "What's the matter, don't you like it?"

"No..." Masaharu was a little embarrassed, "The ground is freezing."

"Ah!" Mom screamed, "I forgot, I'm sorry I'm tired, I forgot, I'm going to get Yazhi winter clothes." She knelt down hard, got up and entered the room in a hurry, "Yazhi, wait Just a moment, it will be ready in no time!"

Mothers have more responsibilities in the family and are more likely to make mistakes.

Yazhi tugged at the corner of Lei's clothes, "Brother, don't punish Mom." For some reason, he felt that what he said now made Lei listen more than before, "When any mother is careless, family members Shouldn't we be tolerant of each other, and I wasn't hurt either."

tired staring at him,

Masaharu felt that gaze was very quiet, and at this time in the past, he would feel impatient even when he was tired.

"Go and change your clothes first." He said, "Anyway, the snow won't melt."

***

That night was a rare moment in Yazhi's memory, when the whole family was relaxed and even happy.

Originally, everyone was just watching Masaharu play around in front of the house, and they had to beware of him being injured.

But after playing for a while, Yazhi found that the happiness was very short-lived. Apart from the beauty and cold hands, the ice and snow in his hands seemed to have nothing to desire.

He turned his head and suddenly realized that he was being watched by the whole family.

Dad, mom, brother, sister, and tired.

Without a teacher, he rolled the snow into a ball and threw it at them vigorously.The arc the snowball crossed was extremely weak, but it just landed on Tired's head, and quickly fell into crumbs.

It's weird that Tired didn't run away.

He seemed to be immersed in astonishment, as if he had seen other scenes through time and space.

"Xue..." murmured tiredly, "I seemed to want... to play with other people before."

That was his memory when he was a human being, lurking in his cells for a long time.

"Brother, come together!" Yazhi invited him loudly, with smiles on his eyes and brows, "And mom and dad, big brothers and sisters, our family has never played together before!"

He seemed to be able to wash away worries and fears with snow, and he stretched out his hand fearlessly and calmly to the ghost with a grudge.

"This is what Tong Mo did for us. I can't be the only one who is happy."

Yaji said so.

There was a slight sign of stalemate in the atmosphere,

"Go." Tired and lowly ordered to the hesitant ghosts beside him, "Go down and play with him."

The ghosts said repeatedly, "Yes."

"Also," Lei stepped into the snow, "all of them made me smile."

"Tonight, you will do nothing with impunity."

***

Yazhi once sat on the corridor to observe Tong Mo during his rest,

I got tired and asked him what he was looking at,

Yazhi said, "Why are the patterns in his eyes different from the tired ones?"

Tired and confused, he blinked.

He brushed his hair up so that Masaharu could make a comparison, and then belatedly realized——

"Tired, haven't you taught this child how to read?" Tong Mopian approached after hearing their conversation, and he pointed to his pupils, "Jazhi, can you understand what is written in the eyes?"

Yaji shook his head honestly.

"I didn't teach him." Lei said, "I forgot."

Tong Mo laughed a few times, "It's not too late to teach now, if you don't even know the words, wouldn't your IQ appear to be very low?"

He touched Yazhi's head affectionately, "Little Yazhi should be a smart and motivated child,"

"Recognize characters...?" Masaji was stunned, "What's the use of recognizing characters?"

"You can read after you know how to read." Tong Mo said, "That adult is very knowledgeable."

"Masaharu, let's start learning characters tomorrow."