This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Poor, don't hate Beichuan-kun...I did it on purpose... Mika Nishikujo gently stroked Xikujo's poor little head, and there was a hint of peace on the ferocious face.

A foul-smelling black liquid seeps out continuously, and the transparent body trembles in the cold wind and tends to disappear.

The reason why she said this was because she was afraid that Xi Jiutiao would develop an obsession. If obsession turned into resentment, then Xi Jiutiao would eventually become a resentful spirit.

Besides, Mika Nishikujo is indeed seeking death on purpose.

When it easily penetrated half of her body, Beichuan Temple was already aware of this fact.

Because no mother wants her children to see herself so terrible. Parents should teach their children by precept and example.

Uuuuuuuuuuuu... Mama Meixiang... Xi Kutiao cried while shaking his head pitifully, tears pouring out along with snot.

But in such a quiet night, only Beichuan Temple could hear her screaming.

Those tear stains floated in the air, turned into gold powder, and were swept by the cold wind, and it was unknown where they went.

Xi Kutiao's pitiful little body hugged Nishi Kutiao Meixiang tightly, her small palms held tightly, and she was unwilling to let go.

Pitiful...

Even if most of her sanity has been eroded by resentment, the mother will still not hurt her daughter.

Poor. Nishikujo Mika's scarlet eyes also leaked black liquid. From her ferocious face, Beichuan Temple could clearly feel the sadness.

She slowly stretched out her little finger:

Poor, remember what I told you before?

Looking at his mother's distorted fingers that had changed greatly, Nishi Kujo nodded pitifully, and grabbed the little finger with his small palm, gently forming a tender childish voice, sobbing and choking:

Mom is tired from working in the field, and wants to rest when she comes back, but poor, she will be an obedient and good child until mother wakes up.

The small palm and little finger shook in the cold wind.

This is an agreement she often makes with Mika Nishikujo, as long as Mika Nishikujo is a good child, Mika Nishikujo will play with her after rest.

Mom Meixiang...you go to sleep...I will try my best to be a good child. Xi Kujo said poorly with tears in his eyes, stumbling.

Yeah. Mika Nishikujo nodded with a smile, she opened her arms with difficulty, trying to hug her daughter again.

Poor Nishi Kujo also closed his eyes and stretched his arms.

But she waited for a long, long time, until there were bursts of urgent sirens in the distance, but the familiar hug still did not fall.

She slowly opened her eyes, but there was the shadow of Nishi Kujo Mika in front of her?

In front of Xijiutiao is an empty street, and you can see the other side from one side.

No one is there.

The cold wind was so cold that it made people tuck their necks into their collars.

Beichuan Temple stood behind her, wanting to wait for Xi Kujo to cry for a while longer.

But he didn't expect that poor Xi Jiutiao didn't cry out, but just stood there for a long time, and finally stood up numbly.

With a small face, she raised her head and looked at Beichuan Temple.

There was no trace of guilt on Beichuan Temple's face.

He didn't do anything wrong, if Nishikujo Mika was allowed to continue, sooner or later she would be completely resentful, and maybe even the last sliver of reason to speak would be wiped out by then.

But in the final analysis, he was the one who made the final move. Even if Xi Kutiao had a problem with him, he didn't have any intention of complaining.

Compared with the father of Nishi Kujo, who was able to attack his daughter and ex-wife, this made Beichuan Temple feel that people's hearts are sometimes more terrifying than resentful spirits.

Beichuan Temple will regret and regret Nishi Kujo Mika, but he will never regret it.

He stands here with no shame in his heart.

What's more, when Xi Kujo closed his eyes poorly, Beichuan Temple also saw Xi Kujo Mika's mouth making a request to himself.

'I beg Mr. Beichuan not to hurt you. '

The scene where Mika Nishikujo's huge body bowed to her seat, even Beichuan Temple couldn't help turning her head to one side, and nodded flatly and firmly:

'I'll take care of her. '

Beichuan Temple replied in this way.

This is the agreement between himself and Mika Nishikujo.

When Nishi Kujo Mika was about to disappear, looking back at Nishi Kujo with nostalgia when she was pitiful, seemed to dispel the resentment in her eyes.

Beichuan Temple seemed to see a summer in her loving eyes——

'The smell wafts from the kitchen.

I will hand over the transcript to you.

You turn off the TV.

Sign it for me.

Carry my schoolbag on my back and hold my little hand.

There are frogs croaking in the fields.

You are still with me. '

Where is the way back?

When the parents are here, it is the way home.

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Seeing Beichuan Temple's calm eyes, Xi Kujo opened his mouth pitifully, then closed it again. Finally took a deep breath.

Beichuan Temple didn't know whether the breathing movement of ghosts was useful, but he just saw Xi Kujo doing so pitifully.

After Nishi Kujo made such a poor move, he didn't say anything unnecessary, his small body exuding golden light swayed, and he got into Beichuan Temple's travel bag by himself.

To be precise, Xi Kujo should have got into the forest white ball that Beichuan Temple carried.

Nishi Kujo is a very smart child, she seems to have noticed that Nishi Kujo Meixiang has reached a certain agreement with Beichuan Temple.

But now her thoughts are intertwined, her consciousness is confused, and she urgently needs to calm down and tidy up, so she directly entered the forest white ball in his travel bag without saying a word to Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple took out the ball.

Accompanied by a burst of gold powder, the joint ball that was originally a puppet was twisted and deformed, and turned into a small Xikujo puppet wearing a brown plaid scarf.

It's just that Xi Kutiao seems to want to make himself look more 'vicious'. The mouth is directly replaced by an 'X' scarlet line, and there are red and gray patches on the chest. The eyes are like living things, staring straight at them, and the sweeping of them in the middle of the night really makes people feel chills down the spine.

But the corner of Beichuan Temple's mouth twitched, knowing that the other party didn't return the scarf to him because he wanted to vent his grievances in this way.

But he couldn't afford to be pissed off over a scarf.

A cold voice came from the system: You have discovered a new type of 'weird' good spirit puppet.

The system prompt is as simple as ever.

Spirit puppet? Beichuan Temple turned to look at the puppet lying quietly in his hand.

Xi Kutiao is pitiful, the appearance of this vicious and infiltrating person doesn't look like a good spirit...

Beichuan Temple couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He seemed to see Xi Kujou making faces at him from the face of the little puppet.

Beichuan Temple didn't know what the use of the Shanling puppet was. He held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, and then he wanted to stuff Xi Kutiao into his travel bag.

But who knew that the poor puppet of Xijiutiao, who was originally quiet, jumped up all of a sudden, and lay limply on Beichuan Temple's shoulders.

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand to pull, but the other party was still stuck to his clothes.

... Beichuan Temple.

Realizing that if he tried harder, his clothes might be torn, Beichuan Temple glanced at Xi Kujo and said flatly:

It's okay to go out at night, but it's not okay to go out to meet people during the day.

After he said this, he calmly looked at Xi Kujo, who was lying on his right shoulder, pitifully.

Seeming to be a little frightened by him, Xi Kutiao trembled pitifully, and then Beichuan Temple saw her insignificant nodding movement.

Seeing her promise, Beichuan Temple stopped talking and sneaked into the night before the police car arrived.

Thanks to K71, Ji Shengjun, Twelve Impossible Ways of Traveling, and nickfenrir for their rewards, thank you very much! Thank you for being the rudder master of this book! Thanks! I wish all the parents in the world good health and all the best.