Me and my fantasy world

Boom, boom...

There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Lingyi and Aya were attracted by the sound and looked towards the stairs together.

A foot slowly appeared on the stairs, with a loud sound and staggering steps, accompanied by a lot of alcohol smell, which could be smelled even at the dining table.

"What's going on?" Long Er's voice immediately alerted him, causing Ling Yi's left eye to instantly turn blue.

Lingyi noticed it immediately, then covered his left eye and comforted Long Er: "Don't worry, let's see the situation first."

"Dad, are you awake?" Aya said, and quickly got up, went to the stairs and walked up.

"Um... well, you're awake... is dinner ready?" A weathered man's voice came from the stairs. It sounded hazy, as if he had not woken up yet.

"It's ready, come down and eat." Aya had already gone upstairs and helped him walk slowly down the stairs.

A few minutes later, an old man with a hunched back, supported by Aya, appeared in Lingyi's field of vision: "What did you do?" There was a hint of anger in the man's words.

"There are meat and vegetables, it's very rich." Aya responded respectfully.

"Where's the soup?" the old man asked Aya.

"Yes." Aya answered humbly.

"What about the tea?" The old man asked deliberately, as if there was some nitpicking in his words.

"I'm ready too, Daddy." Aya responded humbly again.

"Really..." Perhaps because he couldn't find fault with him, the old man was a little dissatisfied. But the moment he looked at the dining table, Lingyi appeared in his sight. He looked at Lingyi with wide eyes, "Aya, who is he?"

When Aya saw the old man noticed Lingyi, she immediately panicked and quickly explained: "Oh, he, he is a newcomer brought by the guards, the new Pochi."

"Pochi..." the old man said, looking up and down at Lingyi and asked again, "Woman?"

"I am a man." Lingyi deliberately lowered his voice and spoke to the old man.

"Man? He's so handsome, but it seems like he's a sissy." The old man said this deliberately finding fault. Lingyi's left eye emitted a blue light again, the light was very dim, and Lingyi was covering his left eye, so they didn't notice it.

"Xiaoyi! He scolded you!" Long Er's voice echoed in Lingyi's mind, roaring, as if he felt unfair for Lingyi's insults.

"Don't worry." Lingyi answered calmly, looking at the old man seriously.

The old man walked all the way to the place right opposite Lingyi and sat down. He glanced at the table and it seemed that he didn't find what he wanted. He slammed the table hard, scaring Aya so much that she covered her ears: "Where's the wine! Where's the wine!" the old man shouted loudly.

"Yes, I'm sorry Dad, but you really can't drink anymore." Aya said, but she was responded with a sharp look from the old man.

"I said, where's the wine! Where's the wine!" The old man emphasized again and raised his voice. Aya was so scared that she knelt in front of the old man.

"Wine. The wine is gone..." Aya knelt on the ground, with a hint of crying in her voice.

"No more wine? No more!" the old man shouted, slammed the table again, stood up suddenly, walked to Aya, grabbed Aya's hair and lifted her up, "I want wine, I want wine!"

"Ah! Daddy, you can't drink anymore..." Just as Aya finished her words, the old man's hand that was grabbing her slammed down hard, and Aya's face hit the ground hard, and blood mixed with stains from her nasal cavity slowly flowed out.

"I, I want wine, I want wine! Wine, wine. Wine!" The old man shouted fiercely in Aya's ear, the decibel level was so high that it could be heard clearly even outside the house, "Why is there no wine? Why, how is it possible?"

"Daddy, you drink four or five buckets a day. You must have finished it all. You can't drink anymore." Aya covered her head and kept muttering.

"Four or five barrels? How much? How much! If there is no wine, you can go and accompany them and exchange your body for it! Go!" The old man shouted in Aya's ear again.

Aya covered her ears, lay on the ground and gritted her teeth to persevere. The old man screamed in frustration: "Ah - you useless! East, west!"

After the old man roared, he raised his left leg and kicked Aya hard in the back.

Lingyi could no longer sit still, and in the blink of an eye he had reached the old man's side, raised his leg high, and chopped down. Although the movement was large, he immediately restrained the strength at the moment of contact, and lightly kicked the old man's leg with his muscles, fixing the old man's leg under his feet.

"Huh? Good boy, I'm taking care of my own daughter here, why do you come to interfere!" The old man looked at Lingyi with his eyes wide open and scolded him.

"Daughter?" Lingyi looked at Aya, who was lying on the ground, covering her mouth and forcing herself not to cry out loud even though tears were streaming down her face, and then looked at the old man again, "Can you please stop insulting the word 'father'?"

"Insult? How can it be an insult? I gave my daughter everything. I taught her how to live, I cultivated her abilities, and even she was born because of me. I just ask my daughter to return some of the kindness I have shown her. Is there anything wrong with that?" The old man roared and attacked Lingyi with his fist raised.

Lingyi stared closely at the old man's swinging fist, dodged it easily by tilting his head, and then hit the old man's forearm hard with his forearm bone. The old man's forearm instantly lost consciousness, groaned, fell backwards, and fell to the ground.

Aya seemed to hear a noise and turned around hurriedly. After seeing her father fall to the ground, she quickly got up, knelt in front of the old man, supporting him: "Daddy, Daddy, are you okay, Daddy..." Before Aya could finish her words, the hand that was supporting the old man's body was angrily thrown away by the old man.

"Get away, useless thing! If you were a man, you could help me beat this man who was rude to me, but now! What can you do!" The old man scolded Aya and raised his hand to slap Aya.

Aya closed her eyes and turned her head away in fear, repeating to herself: Just bear with it, just bear with it...

Snapped……

The old man raised his hand but did not slap Aya in the face. Aya opened her eyes angrily and found that Lingyi's hand was holding the old man's raised hand. The old man wanted to break free, but no matter what he did, he could not break free from Lingyi's restraints.

"You...boy, I advise you not to refuse a toast and drink a forfeit! After I teach my daughter a lesson, I will..."

"Just what?"

Before the old man could finish his words, a woman's voice came out of Lingyi's mouth. His left eye turned a bright blue and became as big as a light bulb, staring at the old man.

The old man's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at by those azure eyes, and he stood there in a daze.

"Ignorant human..." Long Er's voice rang out, and Lingyi's left eye slowly emitted light. A swimming dragon slowly emerged from Lingyi's forehead. It was very small and transparent, making it difficult to be discovered.

The moment the dragon appeared, it rushed into the old man's mind, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.

The surrounding room instantly turned into a wilderness. The man who was holding the old man in front of him suddenly turned into a demon radiating violence. The right half of his cheek emitted a fiery red light, and his right eye was dyed by the scarlet breath and turned into a blood-red eye.

The left half of his cheek was covered by a cold blue light, and his left eye was frozen by the icy air, turning into an ice-blue eye.

As the old man stared in amazement, a silver dragon slowly appeared behind the man, circling and rising, flying into the sky. It seemed to be ten thousand meters high, but he could clearly feel its gaze staring at him.

My mind kept warning me not to move, not to move without permission, and not to provoke the adult in front of me...

But the extreme nervous tension made it difficult for the old man's body to bear, and he fainted backwards and fell to the floor.

Everything returned to normal. Back in the room, Lingyi closed his eyes and slowly backed away, releasing the old man's hand. When Aya saw the old man fall backwards, she rushed over in a hurry: "Dad, Dad! Dad!"

"Long'er, you..." Lingyi covered his left eye, retreated to the wall, and endured the pain in his left eye.

"Ha...ha...I think it's a bit too much." Long Er's voice echoed in Ling Yi's mind.

"What happened? Why did he suddenly fall down?" Lingyi asked what just happened.

"It's okay, just scare him, it's okay..." Long Er's voice was a little weak, and he was still gasping for breath.

"You've been sitting too long. I said I'll take care of it." Lingyi blamed Long Er, but Long Er shouted resolutely.

"Then I really can't stand it. Is this man still a man? Is he still a father?" Long Er argued unconvinced, as if just scaring him was not enough to vent his anger.

Lingyi's left eye slowly returned to normal. He patted his chest to comfort Long Er, then slowly stepped forward: "Let me see, your father's..."

"Go away..." Aya scolded Lingyi softly.

"I can also help your father..."

"you go!"

Aya's hysterical screams scolded Lingyi who wanted to move forward, causing Lingyi to slowly retract his outstretched hand.

"I don't have a mother anymore, and I can't live without my father. Please go away, please go away..." Aya's voice became softer and softer, as if she was begging Lingyi to leave.

Lingyi clenched his fists tightly and hesitated, but his eyes turned blue again. He stretched out his left hand and placed it on Aya's shoulder: "No, why are you still speaking for your father! Your father treated you like this and even asked you to use your body to exchange for wine for him. Why are you still letting him do that?" Long'er's voice came out of Lingyi's mouth again.

Long Er didn't understand. Under Ling Yi's careful guidance, she understood the simplest way for men and women to get along with each other, but she really couldn't understand the current situation of Aya and the old man. Why would a father be so shameless? Why could a daughter blindly obey her unscrupulous father?

"Why me? Hahaha..." Aya laughed sarcastically. She turned around and looked at Lingyi. She didn't notice anything unusual about Lingyi. Instead, she vented her anger in one go. "How my father treats me is his business. How I treat him is my business! As long as she is alive, she is my beloved father! Forever!"

"He's not worthy! Wake up! There is no such father in the world!" Long Er shouted hysterically, trying to untie the knot in the heart of this ignorant girl.

"My body was given to me by my father. It's okay if you ask me to return it to him. I'm happy to do so!" Aya roared loudly, confronting Lingyi.

"You..." Long Er was shocked. The soul of Lingyi, who was suppressed by Long Er, also looked at Aya in shock.

"This is my awareness as a daughter, and it is also my respect for my father! Can't you understand? Don't you have a father?" Aya's words pierced Lingyi and Long'er's hearts.

Yes, this feeling is abnormal, but what can Long Er do? She only has the right to shout out against injustice, but the right to change it is not in her hands. Thoughts are deeply rooted and cultivated since childhood. It is as difficult to change it as to change the world.

And Long'er really did not have a father, just as Aya said. When Lingyi was young, Xue Nu and Yan Wuchang served as his adoptive parents, but Long'er was clearly very anxious. The moment he broke out of the shell, no one appeared in front of him. There were only two huge bodies with no signs of life. Long'er had barely survived since he was a child by gnawing on them.

As for his father and family, Long Er also gradually understood the warmth of family through the subtle communication with Lingyi in the past few years, but what about the family in front of him? Is this a family?