He is a girl of words

Chapter 383

Sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth...

Xiaomeng watched the screen silently, counting each one in her heart.From the beginning to the present, the picture is a sad story just as she expected.

The black-haired young man has had a tragic life since he was a child. Perhaps it is true, as the woman on the street in the fifth story said, that he was born to kill his mother, and then his grandparents.But even so, his father did not abandon him.

In the eyes of the father, this child is the precious crystallization of himself and his lover.

During school, I was bullied on campus because of my family.The teacher didn't care about what happened. At first, the father reported it to the school, and then gradually became more silent. He could only pinch the child's face with greasy hands every day when the child came home from school.

Trying to make him happy, indeed, it did make the kid happy.

The child's request is very simple, that is, someone loves him.Xiaomeng has heard a joke in her previous life: She lacked love since she was a child and lacked calcium when she grew up.Applied to the protagonist in this world, he has indeed lacked love since he was a child.

He has been paranoid about love, and he has also given up.

The avoidance and exclusion of relatives and friends, as well as the prejudiced words in private, did not make fathers afraid of their children.The father is still the child's most solid backing, comforting him and counseling him every day. In the father's view, his child is not a lone star, but just bad luck.

As long as father and son work together, life will gradually get better.

Indeed, with the efforts of my father, the rough house at home has been rebuilt and renovated little by little, and it has become better and better.

Until the age of 13, the beauty ended again.

When the child was 12 years old, the father re-booked a marriage under the persuasion of relatives, but the father was worried that the child would not be able to accept it.The boy did not object, but encouraged his father to find a wife, because his father was also getting older, and a nearly 40-year-old would spend more than half of his life without a wife in the future. It would be very lonely.

At the same time, the child also has a very strong desire in his heart to gain maternal love.

The stepmother did not bully him as the child expected, and at the same time sincerely raised him as a child.Seeing this picture of strict father and loving mother made Xiaomeng even more troubled, because she knew the answer to the future long ago, so she really couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

The future is indeed gray.

The newly established colorful picture was destroyed by the newborn child of the stepmother, father and stepmother.

At the age of 13, a sudden natural disaster once again ended the boy's colorful life.

The persuasion of relatives and friends, the death of his wife, and the death of the newborn child made the father still not give up, and he still didn't give up on the poor child.In a child who has gained love and lost love, but the father has vaguely realized that this child cannot have a mother.

This awareness invisibly destroys the relationship between father and child until the woman who may become the child's third mother dies when the child is 17 years old.

Father began to be afraid, fear and gradually understand.

"This child will kill me in the end!" No.18 picture comes from the father's words.

Now it is No.20 picture, Xiaomeng holds her chin and sits on the bed.

It should be the last picture. I don’t know how long it has passed. From the No.20 picture, Xiaomeng looks at this black-haired young man just like the first picture. He is writing a diary from beginning to end, writing over and over again. .

"Did he go crazy?" Xiaomeng sighed deeply, there is nothing to do about this kind of thing.

Natural non-chiefs can't be cured, but if it is her own body, Xiaomeng feels that she will go crazy too.

This black-haired young man has seen a lot of despair, and Xiao Meng has also seen a lot of despair from the perspective of a bystander.Of course, this is not as bad as the rot in the heart of the black-haired young man. His heart has completely rotted away, completely turned into a walking corpse.

There are many tragic people in the world, but when they are happy, they face tragedy.I was given light, but found that there was darkness behind the light.I saw the dawn but found that I couldn't get out of the night.

"So, when is it going to be written?" Xiao Meng puffed up and kicked the black-haired young man with some dissatisfaction.Sure enough, the body passed through, but it seemed that this method gave the black-haired youth a conscious reaction, and he finally stopped bowing his head to write indistinct diaries.

Not long after, under Xiaomeng's horrified eyes, the black-haired young man hanged himself in the room with a rope.

"Dead... ah..."

The desolation in Xiaomeng's eyes may be nothing bad in her opinion.What's the point of living like this?
Some of the human beings abandoned by the gods survived with self-improvement, while others faced death cowardly.

But... There is a saying that Xiaomeng has always wanted to say.

"Does death require courage?"

"In fact, he has also struggled and tried to protect him. It's just that the tragic fate made him find that he was powerless to resist. His relatives died one by one, and those who once protected him gradually regarded him as an enemy. He was hated and feared by others. His life is only 20 years short.”

Irony.Xiaomeng propped her chin, and said to the darkness in the void: "It's time to come out, let's call you that, black-haired young man."

"It was discovered." A young man walked out of the void, it was the black-haired young man who hanged beside Xiaomeng.

"I've discovered it a long time ago. In the fifth picture, I felt like someone deliberately showed me his story." Xiaomeng sneered, "If you show me this kind of thing, it's probably only a sojourner. You in my head."

"I see." The black-haired young man nodded, looking at this ordinary room.Xiaomeng could clearly see that his eyes were full of nostalgia and tenderness, as if he had a deep obsession with this place.

After all... the room he created himself... in his lifetime.

"However, you are wrong in some places." The black-haired young man lowered his head, with a mysterious gleam in his eyes.There was a sense of sarcasm in those deep black pupils, and he said to Xiaomeng.

"Wrong? Don't care, I don't have time to play with you after watching it for so long. I want to know how you hide in my brain." Xiaomeng doesn't care about his nonsense, this is Xiaomeng If you call me whatever you want, I can do whatever I want.

After finishing speaking, she raised her proud head, waiting for the black-haired youth's answer.

"That's why I said that you made some mistakes."

Ok?Suddenly, Xiaomeng saw a terrifying black aura surging from the ordinary black-haired young man in front of him, as horrifying as a dirge from hell, and his deep right eye was a little scarlet, which made people's heart shake.

"It's not me hiding in your brain."

"It's you hiding in my brain."

"What?!" Xiaomeng looked at him in amazement, vaguely feeling something was wrong.

He could only watch slowly as the black-haired young man opened his mouth, opened and closed.

"Can't remember..."

"This corpse is you."

He pointed to the dead body of the dark-haired young man hanging from the rope.

"Your past life!"

……

　No.1 grid, black.Second personality, Bai.The third personality, &&&.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)