[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

As an obsessive-compulsive disorder, An Zeyi's obsessive-compulsive disorder is almost all aspects.

For example, when An Zeyi was traveling, the articles he wrote were posted on his personal website on time at [-]:[-] pm. At the same time, an update notice was also posted on his Weibo.

This habit can be said to be unshakable.

So as a reader of Anzeyi, unless there is an accident or something really happened to Anzeyi, you only need to turn on your computer/tablet/mobile phone at a fixed time to see the update.

Although for the poor editor of his family, An Zeyi sometimes stepped on the final deadline to deliver the manuscript, but for the readers, An Zeyi, who loves to dig holes, is really good.

It's just that uninformed readers don't know what kind of sensation An Zeyi's update will cause in the world when they just turn on their computers/tablets/mobile phones and see the notification.

"Existing dignifiedly as a human being." The knight opened the firewall and looked at it with a smile: "This is really what every Meteor Street person has fantasized about."

Yes, every Meteor Street person has fantasized about this, hoping that he can live a good life, and that he can be treated equally in the outside world, instead of being regarded as garbage, rather than being regarded as an existence that should not exist.

But this is just fantasy.

Because in the outside world, there is no country or government that supports it. Even a country with a mild international attitude like Huaerxia has a neutral attitude towards Meteor Street. The existence of the street, but the existence of some dangers is still concealed.

But now, An Zeyi broke through this fig leaf of concealment.

He wiped his face with one hand, and then used the fingers of the other hand to control the website and quickly set up protection one after another: "As a Meteor Street person, how can I do nothing? Do it!"

Because of Xia Ke, with the help of some hackers he contacted after An Zeyi notified him, and other hackers who liked An Zeyi’s books spontaneously helped him, An Zeyi’s articles and photos about Meteor Street were posted on the Internet. An'an hung on it, causing a mutiny!

The already close to 4000 million fans grew to 500 million overnight. At the same time, the governments of various countries are boiling, and the well-known writer Wu Yeti is also very popular.

And An Zeyi was carefully taking photos and recording under Kuroro's protection.

"Kurolo," An Zeyi, who was dual-purpose, wrote it down in his notebook while turning his head to look at his lover: "Don't just look at me, be careful that someone will sneak up on you."

Kuroro smiled gently and confidently: "Trust me."

Nima, in his own hometown, might there be someone who doesn't have eyes and dares to attack him, the head of the phantom brigade?

Anze glanced at him, then continued to work.

He wouldn't tell Kuroro that his confident smile looked so handsome in his eyes.

Ku Luoluo looked at the children looking for food on the garbage not far away, and felt that An Zeyi's second article must be a bigger sensation.

"Dear Mr. Wu Yeti, good day.

I came to Meteor Street and lived here for four days. I feel that at this time, I seem to have a little understanding of this place.

At least before, I didn't dare to say such a thing because I knew very little.

Meteor Street is a place where it rains all year round.

It may sound a bit strange to say this, because it does not mean that Meteor Street is really a continuous rain. In fact, the annual rainfall on Meteor Street is pitifully small, almost once a year.

After all, Meteor Street is surrounded by deserts in all directions, and to go to the nearest town, you need to go through the deserted desert.

It is the heart that rains.

My neighbor aunt, her family has a 3-year-old grandson who is spoiled by the whole family. The child will be willful and want to hug and ask for snacks. If the candy is not his favorite, he will pout unhappy. Once something goes wrong I just sat on the ground and cried loudly. I could hear the voice clearly at home through several walls.

Mr. K, who I traveled with before, has been to an orphanage. The children there are very well-behaved and smile politely. They will smile happily when they receive gifts. When they see someone coming to adopt a child Sometimes, there will be a longing light in the eyes, and envious eyes will be shown when seeing children who are being dragged shopping by their parents on the street.

At that time, I also said to Mr. K, looking at this group of children is really distressing.Think about the bully next door, the children in the orphanage are really not easy. The world says that the children born in the orphanage are sensible and thoughtful, but they don’t want to think about it. If both parents are present, which parent will bear their children to be wronged? Parents don't pamper their children in every possible way, only wishing they could raise a little bastard?

Because when I think back to myself when I was a child, I was the kind of little bastard spoiled by my parents.

As a result, Mr. K's attitude made me very dissatisfied, because he actually said to me with a strange face, what's wrong with them?They have shelter from the wind and rain and food that can fill their stomachs. If someone is willing to help them with charity, how can it come to my mouth that their fate is so miserable and they urgently need people from all walks of life to save them?

At that time, I was so angry that I almost wanted to tear him apart: What about the kindness and love that was promised?Can we be friends happily?All friends!

According to your theory, I have seen more miserable and unfortunate children.Suddenly, Mr. K said so.

I was thinking of missing children abducted by human traffickers, or children forced to beg by lesser adults breaking their bones, and now, I think I know what he was referring to.

Children of Meteor Street.

It’s not that I only see children but not adults in Meteor Street, it’s just Mr. Wu Yeti, I think a person’s three views and personality are not only born, but also cultivated in childhood.Therefore, if you want to truly understand the true nature of this place, you must start from the source to understand and analyze it.

Cough, I won't admit it, if Mr. K didn't stop an attacking child, you and our dear friends wouldn't be able to see me.

Because on Meteor Street, I couldn't even beat a 3-year-old kid. ::>_<::

Is it because my body is too sick and weak, or is it that children are unscientifically strong?

Anyone who dares to call me useless is a bad person who bullies me! (t_t)

But after being frightened, what I felt when I came back to my senses was not just heartache, but a kind of sadness.

A deep sorrow.

In our minds, what should children be like?

With clean and pure eyebrows, clear eyes, innocent smiles, and lively, cute and mischievous personalities, they are the flowers of the country and the future of the world.

They are born pure and innocent, and they should be held in the palm of every parent and loved carefully.

They will want what they like, they will act childishly, and they will cry after getting into trouble, but we will not hate them.

Because children have the right to be willful.When they grow up, have more knowledge, and enter the society, they will bid farewell to those innocent years.So when they are children, they should be happy and happy.

I'm sure many of you feel this way, and that's why we get angry when we see the death of a 3-year-old refugee child in Rismond Beach, we feel sad when we see children starving to death during the Gedan era, and we feel sad when we see children It hurts when children are eager to learn and eager to read.

Because the child is innocent.

Because children don't deserve to be hurt like this.

Then what do the children on Meteor Street I see look like?

His face is a bit dirty, thin and not much flesh, and his eyes are surprisingly big. The big eyes are full of vigilance, um, it’s not an exaggeration at all, just like the wildest lone wolf on the grassland, That gaze made me feel creepy for someone who has lived in peace and comfort since I was a child.

It is always alert, focused, sharp, and ruthless, as if everything is just to find a flaw and tear the opponent to pieces.

Bitter to the point of savagery.

Such eyes appear on the beasts in the jungle, on the players in the sky arena, and on the killers. I will not feel strange and terrifying, but this kind of eyes appear on a 3-year-old child, I feel very sad.

What kind of environment, what kind of life, wiped out the innocence in the eyes of the child, and dyed it with colors that shouldn't have appeared?

I don't blame this kid, including his attempt to kill me. I don't blame him. It's not because I have a heart of the Virgin Mary (I never had that thing), but because this Just like we cannot accuse tigers of being cruel to eat meat, this is their way of life, this is how they survive.

I want to survive.

want to survive.

Survive.

This is all in the eyes of this child.

Is it a wish to survive?Shouldn't this be a person's most basic right?Why has it become a difficult desire for such a small child to survive?

It's not the child's fault.

But, it's not the kid's fault, so whose fault is it?

Meteor Street adult?That's how they grow up too.

This reminds me of a story I saw before. The reporter asked about the story of the shepherd boy:

What are the sheep herding for?marry a daughter-in-law.

Why marry a wife?give birth.

What is the purpose of having a baby?Let him herd the sheep.

This has become a reincarnation of fate.

Mr. K told me that Meteor Street has no children.

There are no children in Meteor Street, because children are deprived of their natural nature by the cruel environment from the moment they are born.

They cannot be innocent, because innocence means death.

They cannot shed tears because tears are meaningless.

I think, and I take the liberty to speculate that maybe their tears flowed in their hearts.

When will the rain stop?

When will the sky be clear? "

The photos attached to Weibo are still full of rubbish, but the person in the photo is a child looking for food on the rubbish, that child who looks like only 3 or 4 years old, with a pair of eyes that do not conform to the world's recognition of children. Zhi Zhi's eyes are looking at the camera, as if he is always ready to tear the person who hurt him to pieces to protect himself, and there is also a little fear of a small animal protecting himself and not wanting to be hurt.

All women who are mothers or are about to be mothers burst into tears when they saw this meager, and all people with a conscience were condemned in their hearts.

Because in a place they never paid attention to, there are children who live in such misery and misfortune.

When the whole world was in an uproar, An Zeyi was sitting on Kuroro's lap, leaning his head on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.

Ku Luoluo stroked An Zeyi's hair, but did not wake him up.

An Zeyi has lost weight again. In the past few days, he has been shooting and thinking, and his emotions have been suppressed and forbeared. Only when he is writing, can he vent his emotions.

He has always known that An Zeyi is a person with a sense of justice, rationality and not recklessness, and he has always known that An Zeyi is also a person who likes children very much. He will pay attention to the children on Meteor Street and from this perspective To describe it is also within his imagination.

Kuroro raised his head, the children of Meteor Street......

He is a child born and raised on Meteor Street, and he has never left here from birth to the age of 16, so he knows in his heart how difficult it is for a child on Meteor Street to grow up.

Clean water, food that can fill their stomachs, and a bed that they can sleep in peace of mind, what they long for, are insignificant to outsiders, but extremely precious to the children of Meteor Street.

At that time, who among them who were weak didn't imagine that someone would help him, even if it was only the most insignificant little bit?

Both hands.

a piece of bread.

Bottle of water.

One page.

So Kuroro knows that when any Meteor Street person reads An Zeyi's article, the words on it will evoke childhood memories of suffering and the first trace of pure emotion in human nature.

And writing from a young child is the easiest way to inspire conscience and charity in human nature, and it can also mobilize readers' emotions to the greatest extent.

Kuroro looked up at the dim sky outside the window.

The sky on Meteor Street seems to be about to change.

I don't know if An Zeyi's bright and inclusive sky can dispel the haze over Meteor Street?