Leng Yushu's unusual behavior made everyone confused.
"Rain is sparse."
Ling Ya sighed softly, "Are you going to betray Master?"
By now.
If he can no longer guess the truth, he will no longer be Lingya.
No reason.
He suddenly felt heartache, a feeling he had never felt before.
"Master."
Leng Yushu wiped her tears and chuckled, "Are you sad, are you confused, you are so good to me, why should I betray you... Because, Master, I want you to die!" ??
"Over the years."
"Every day! Every hour! Every moment!"
"I want you to die!"
Speaking of which.
In the voice that was originally as moving as a clear spring, there suddenly appeared a trace of hatred, a monstrous hatred that was unforgettable and made everyone shudder!
Gu Han sighed.
The Leng Yushu in front of him, the Leng Yushu in front of Ling Ya, the Leng Yushu in front of everyone... are not real!
Only this moment.
She is the real her!
Leng Yushu, a man who has no meaning in life except revenge!
"its not right."
Qianye said doubtfully, "This...is unreasonable..."
"A different experience."
Gu Han thought for a while, "It will create different personalities. She... must have experienced something to become like this."
"..."
Qianye didn't know what to say.
Not with emotion.
It's a mistake in judgment.
Leng Yushu was not Mu Qianhua, and Gu Han was not him either. He was a little embarrassed.
"Rain is sparse."
not far away.
Ling Ya slowly closed his eyes, only to feel the pain in his heart getting worse, "You should know what the consequences will be if you betray the master, right?"
"Know."
"What's the reason?"
"Master..."
Leng Yushu whispered, "Do you...remember my brother?"
"That fool?"
"yes."
Leng Yushu looked a little dazed, "It's that fool..."
…
"one
A fool and a mute!"
"I can do nothing but beg for food!"
On a shabby street corner somewhere, a group of well-dressed children were surrounding two children, one large and one small. The children in rags were laughing and laughing.
The younger one is a girl, about four or five years old, with a dirty little face.
The eldest one is a young man, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a strong build, rough eyebrows and a naive look.
"Silly big guy!"
One of them, wearing silk and satin clothes, seemed to be the one with the highest status among the group of children. He pointed at the girl and said proudly, "Send your mute sister to me as a maid. Master, I will give you a chicken drumstick to eat..."
"My sister is not mute!"
"Don't be your maid either!"
The young man was so angry that he didn't even let him finish his words and rushed towards him.
"beat!"
"kill him!"
"The beggar speaks so arrogantly!"
"..."
Mixed with all kinds of ridicule, a group of people suddenly started fighting and tearing up.
Children fight.
Is there any rules to speak of?
Although the young man was strong, he didn't know how to adapt or dodge at all. He just grabbed the child in the brocade robe and beat him hard. Naturally, he also received countless punches and kicks.
"Not mute!"
"My sister is not mute!"
"..."
He muttered to himself and kept repeating this sentence, and soon he beat the child until his face was covered with blood.
"No……"
After a while, the child turned into a pig head and immediately surrendered, "She is not mute...I am...mute..."
Hear the words.
The young man let him go.
"Hit me, young master!"
After escaping, the child looked vicious and directed a group of children to beat the boy again.
From beginning to end.
The girl didn't say a word, her eyes were calm, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
I do not know how long it has been.
It seemed that they were tired from the beating and seemed to be relieved, and a group of children left proudly.
go.
Another long time passed.
The young man got up with difficulty. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body was covered with scars. He grinned and limped towards the girl.
"Little sister, are you hungry..."
"fool!"
The girl suddenly spoke in a very dissatisfied tone, "Let them say what they want to say. If you get beaten every time, you still won't remember it!"
Of course she is not mute.
She is just too smart and too lazy to talk to stupid people. Naturally, she is often mistaken for a mute.
"no!"
The young man said in shock, "I can do it, but you can't..."
"fool!"
The girl looked disgusted, got up and left.
"Little sister!"
The young man quickly followed him and said with a naive smile, "Are you hungry..."
"I'm so angry with you!"
"sorry……"
The young man suddenly stopped and felt a little sad, "Little sister, you are so smart, but I am so stupid... I have caused trouble for you..."
Hear the words.
The girl froze, turned around slowly, and sighed, "Does it hurt?"
"ah?"
The boy subconsciously said, "It hurts...no, it doesn't hurt!"
"well……"
A hint of helplessness flashed in the girl's eyes, and she said with a cold face, "Let's go, I'm hungry!"
"well……"
The young man giggled, "I'll find you something to eat!"
…
Half a month later.
It's the same street corner, the same girl, and the same group of children who bullied the boy.
only.
The situation at this time is completely opposite to last time.
The girl has an expressionless face.
There is an exquisite little trap that has been used.
On the ground, those children lay on the ground, wailing non-stop, with either broken arms or legs. The child in the brocade robe was the worst, with all his limbs broken.
From beginning to end.
The girl still didn't say a word and left silently. But when she passed by the kid in brocade robe, she stepped on him hard again.
only.
When walking to another street corner.
Her body suddenly trembled, she coughed heavily, and she was about to fall head over heels.
Also at this time.
The young man appeared again and quickly supported her, anxiously asking, "Little sister, what's wrong with you? Are you sick again? Let me find a doctor for you..."
"Can't die!"
The girl waved her hands with difficulty and said in disgust, "Stop shouting!"
The young man suddenly did not dare to speak.
Rested for a while.
The girl gradually recovered.
"Little sister!"
Seeing this, the young man carefully took out a steaming steamed bun from his arms and handed it to the girl, "Little sister, a kind person just gave me a steamed bun. Are you hungry..."
"What a good man!"
The girl said coldly, "There are no good people in this world!"
"some."
The young man scratched his head, feeling that something was wrong with her words, but he didn't know how to refute, "Last time, the aunt gave us a white-flour steamed bun..."
"She wants me to be a child bride!"
"That……"
The young man thought again, "That Manager Liu..."
"fool!"
When this was mentioned, the girl became angry and said, "You did the work of three people and you were paid a salary. How can you be called a good person?"
"..."
The young man scratched his head, but still insisted on his opinion, "There are still some, but we haven't met..."
I saw the girl frowning.
He didn't dare to say anything anymore and quickly handed the steamed bun over, "You eat it."
The steamed buns are steaming.
After just one bite, the girl felt that her hunger had subsided a lot, and she felt a little more energetic.
aside.
The young man couldn't hold it back and swallowed secretly.
"full!"
She hesitated and stuffed the steamed bun back into the boy's hand, "You can eat it!"
"I'm not hungry……"
"If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away!"
"Eat, eat!"
The young man knew that if he didn't eat, she would really throw the food away, so he hurriedly took it, but in just two bites, he completely wiped out the steamed bun.
This chapter has been completed!