monster guardian

With a "bang", Yuan Sheng fell off the wall.

The clothes were stained and even had a big cut.

Yuan Sheng didn't care.

He tugged at his clothes casually, and looked up at the high wall.

There was a child sitting there. The child was wearing strange clothes, blue and white stripes, which looked depressing, not like the clothes he should be wearing at his age.

Does he have no parents?

Yuan Sheng thought to himself.

"Why did you kick me?" Yuan Sheng asked coldly, his brows sinking.

But he is also young, and he is very good-looking, even if he puts on a vicious expression, he is not intimidating.

The children on the wall were not afraid of him.

Not only was he not afraid, but he also blinked slowly at him. His eyelashes were as thick as two small fans. When he poked his head down, Yuan Sheng could see clearly.

The child spoke.

"Brother, I didn't kick you."

The voice is strangely pleasant, soft.

This thought came to Yuan Sheng's mind.

He hasn't seen a living person for a long time. Every time the person who comes to deliver food to him always leaves quickly after delivery. He only remembers that the person is wearing blue clothes and a red hat, and he dare not show his face, let alone To see him.

The child seemed to appear out of nowhere.

It was like a flower bud suddenly popping out from a puddle of mud; a vivid face suddenly appeared in the gray and white character model.

Yuan Sheng was staring at his face, wondering if it would be soft if he pinched it... His breathing suddenly became rapid, his heart was pounding, and his brain was like an overloaded CPU...

That face gradually distorted and deformed in his mind...

Yuan Sheng covered his head in pain.

At this time, he heard the child on the wall say seriously, "You got there yourself."

Yuan Sheng felt angry.

He reached out and grabbed the vines by the wall, and climbed up again.

The child was still looking at him seriously, looking innocent.

Yuan Sheng's mind skipped a beat.

He grabbed the child and pulled him off the wall, and the two of them fell into the wall together.

Yuan Sheng bit him.

The child froze.

"Are you a dog?"

Yuan Sheng was furious: "I'm not a dog, I'm the Great Demon King."

"What is the Great Demon King like?"

Yuan Sheng: "..."

"Will you perform one for me?" the child asked hesitantly.

Yuan Sheng became even more angry.

Can this still be performed?

Yuan Sheng ground his teeth, and said grimly: "When I am unhappy, the people next to me will die easily."

The child closed his eyes.

"Did you die like this?"

After speaking, he stopped moving.

Yuan Sheng reached out and touched him.

The child does not move.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the child's face again, it was really soft... Yuan Sheng's mind was so busy that the order was disturbed again.

His fingers were stuck on the child's neck, and he pinched gently.

Then Yuan Sheng was taken aback.

"Are you really dead?"

"No." The child opened his eyes abruptly, and the long eyelashes seemed to sweep over Yuan Sheng's heart.

So annoying.

Yuan Sheng thought to himself.

Don't look at him like that.

"I'm not dead." The child blinked again, and he said, "You're not a big devil. You're a little monster."

?Isn't this a curse?

Said who monster?

Yuan Sheng pinched his face hard.

The child is not angry either.

There is a childish innocence on his face, but also the calmness and indifference of a young and mature.

The child said: "If you don't want to be a monster, then I will hypnotize you. I just learned it, it's very powerful... After hypnotizing, you will forget that you are a monster."

Yuan Sheng scoffed.

Get up and go.

The child also got up slowly, and his body just reached his shoulders.

Like a dwarf melon.

The child said, "You bit my mouth just now."

Yuan Sheng hasn't been to school for a long time, and his memory of his parents is almost blurred to the point of being unclear.But he still remembers when he was in kindergarten, the teacher said, you can't kiss other people's mouth.

Yuan Sheng was stunned.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't defend himself.

I do look like a monster.

I just bit him.

Am I going to start eating people next?

Yuan Sheng panicked.

The child didn't care, he grabbed the vines on the wall, kicked and kicked Yuan Sheng's face with his short legs.

Just kicked up the wall.

Yuan Sheng touched his face and was furious again.

This time I can't pull people down and bite.

Why don't I beat him up?

But he looked too small, and looked like he would fall apart if he was beaten...

Yuan Sheng kept denying the proposals that came to mind.

When he came back to his senses again, it was already late, and there was no shadow of the child on the wall.

The scene just now seemed to be just a dream.

Yuan Sheng turned around and walked back in a daze.

In fact, it's not unbearable for a child to kick him...

He's the older brother, he's a little older.

I can let it go...

Kicked in the face, it was a bit too much, and it hurt a little.

...However, it is not unbearable.

Well, he just wanted to meet a living person.

But the living person probably didn't want to see him anymore, he must have acted like a madman, oh, a monster just now.

Yuan Sheng returned to the villa, didn't eat dinner, and buried his head in the quilt.I fell asleep in a daze until the next day.

The next day, he saw the child on the wall again.

The child said, "Let me make you a toy."

Yuan Sheng scoffed.

"You're all alone with no friends and no toys."

After hearing this, Yuan Sheng felt very angry again.

I can't stand kicking him.

Kicking in the face is even more intolerable.

Talking is even more unbearable.

The child didn't notice it, and said to himself: "Let me make some more friends for you..."

After speaking, the child disappeared from the wall again.

Staring at the empty wall, Yuan Sheng thought embarrassingly, in fact, he could bear it a little longer.

Day three.

The child sat on the wall again, and he was carrying a vegetable basket in his hand, which was a bit difficult to carry.

"There are tools inside." The child said.

Yuan Sheng just watched the children beating, pinching this, pinching that, like playing house.

A few more days passed.

The child still carried the little basket, but today it was covered with a red cloth.

He wrinkled his face, seemed unhappy, and said, "It's too late. It can only be done like this, and it's not pretty enough."

Yuan Sheng pointed to the red cloth and asked, "What is this?"

The child said: "This is a sense of ritual."

"what?"

"It is to give gifts to people. You have to uncover a layer of cloth and see it again. This will make you happier. It is a sense of ritual."

Yuan Sheng didn't know what to be happy or not, but when he heard the word "gift", his heart beat faster again.

He raised his hand and removed the cloth.

Not only is it not good-looking enough.

is ugly.

It's ugly.

Yuan Sheng commented from the bottom of his heart expressionlessly.

"This is called Paradise. A place where people can feel happy!" When the child said this, he looked like a child, his eyes seemed to fall into the stars and shine.

Obviously it's just a place where children can feel happy.

But Yuan Sheng didn't say anything, he just said "oh".

The child talked to him about "Paradise" for a long time before leaving.

The next day, the child did not come.

On the third day, the child still did not come.

The fourth day, the fifth day... For many, many days after that, the walls were empty.

He never saw the child again.

And the child sat in the car, muttering: "He bit my mouth."

"Am I going to marry him in the future?"

"It's all packed anyway."

"If he doesn't marry me in the future..." The child thought seriously for a long time, "Then I'll kill him."

"What are you talking about?" The young man wearing glasses bent down and fastened his seat belt.

The child shook his head: "Nothing."