Demon master lolicon

"So later, I didn't expect that little bit of love any more. In order to fight back all these indifferences, I became more stubborn than before, skipping classes every day, fighting and picking up girls, and even for a year, I was almost arrested for drug abuse. Locked in the police station..."

"Hehe...how ridiculous...I'm like this...It's really better to die..."

Mo Yichen suddenly sneered, but that smile was uglier than crying.

"Mo Yichen—"

Seeing Mo Yichen who was sad as if abandoned by the whole world at this moment, Han Xiaotu's eye sockets were also wet, and his heart seemed to be severely grabbed by someone, and the look in his eyes hurt every now and then.

Thinking of what Mo Yichen said in his dreams that night, Han Xiaotu knew that deep down in Mo Yichen's heart, he blamed himself more than anyone else, and his grief for his sister's death was no worse than his own. Parents are less.And because of his sister's death, the drastic change in his parents' attitude towards him is actually more like an invisible punishment, which has tortured him deeply for so many years.

"But sister... sister, she is innocent...she is so good... so good..."

Thinking of the fact that his sister's death was irreversible, Mo Yichen once again fell into the pain that he couldn't extricate himself from, and his emotions suddenly lost control.

"I know, it's all my fault! It's all my fault! If it wasn't for my playfulness and ignorance, my sister wouldn't have died!"

Mo Yichen was weeping with self-blame, his lowered head looked so self-blame and helpless.

"Why...why wasn't I the one who died that day? Why wasn't it me? I was the one to die! I was—"

Speaking of the latter, Mo Yichen was sobbing.

That was the side of Mo Yichen that had never been shown outside. Mo Yichen, who always smiled and seemed to have no troubles, turned out to have hidden sadness and pain in his heart that no one could predict.

This kind of pain has been with him since he was so young.

Self-blame for his sister's death, grief because of his parents' resentment, doubts about his own existence, all of these haunted him and made him breathless.

"Mo Yichen, this...can't blame you...really can't blame you..." Unable to restrain himself, Han Xiaotu reached out and hugged Mo Yichen tightly.Han Xiaotu felt that Mo Yichen's tears wet her skirt, and the warm liquid touched her heart inch by inch.

"I'm sorry... sister, I'm sorry... if I can... I hope that the one who died is me... not you... I'm really... sorry... sister..."

Leaning in Han Xiaotu's arms, Mo Yichen murmured alone. At this moment, in this small embrace, Mo Yichen released all the fragility he usually pretended to be, and truly revealed all his sorrows.

"Mo Yichen...don't do this..."

Seeing Mo Yichen who was on the verge of breaking down emotionally, Han Xiaotu didn't know what to do except shed tears silently with him.She just stroked Mo Yichen's back subconsciously, trying to calm his emotions and calm him down.

But Han Xiaotu knew that the gap in Mo Yichen's heart would never heal.

I don't know how much time has passed, Mo Yichen in his arms finally stopped crying. He seemed to be asleep, quietly and without a sound.