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He didn't answer my words, and slowly said: "When I first taught you when I was young, you were like a little leopard. You were black and thin and only had two eyes. People panicked, as if you would bite off anyone who touched you. Head. At the beginning, Changyou was talking and joking with you, and you were also indifferent. I thought why, and went to your residence quietly, but I saw that you were furious because your meal was exchanged for your own child by the servants. look.

You raised your head and questioned the servant who served you, but he scorned and laughed at you, while his child was eating your meal openly and mocking your background. I thought you would go up and fight, but unexpectedly you fell After the tea break beside him, he scratched his neck with the fragments.At that time, I jumped and wanted to rush out, but I saw you threatening with a cold smile, if you died or were seriously injured, would the servant and your child be safe and sound.I remember that man was obviously as frightened as I was. He called you a lunatic while calling his child away in a hurry. As a result, at this moment, the child mentioned your deceased mother. "

Speaking of this, he paused and looked at me slowly.

I laughed, I remembered that afternoon, that child cursed my mother, I threw the teacup shards in my hand without thinking, the shards stuck in his eyes, he broke down and cried, and I especially I didn't feel enough, so I rushed to him before the servant could react, pulled him off the seat, pressed his neck and made him buckle his head to the ground, and repeated over and over again that he would give my mother Apologize.

I used all my strength ferociously, but even the servant couldn't pull it away for a while. The only thing I could see was more and more blood stains on the ground and the gradually blurred cries under me.I didn't know when I passed out, and when I woke up, I was in the courtyard where I live in Moshang Pavilion now, and the people who served me before were replaced by the current group.

"Oh, I said how lucky I was, I was able to eat in exchange for a yard, did that child die later?" I raised my eyes and asked.

"He didn't die, but there was a large scar on his forehead, one eye was blind, and he became a little stupid," he replied.

I didn't speak, looking at the bamboo forest ahead, a gust of wind blew through the bamboo leaves rustling, and the moonlight reflected my shadow on the ground, getting longer and longer.

He suddenly asked: Did you feel for a moment that you were wrong?At least, at least he shouldn't be so cruel.

I hooked the corner of my mouth and didn't answer.But he suddenly smiled mockingly, and said to me: Then I wish the third young master a successful tomorrow.

I didn't answer and watched him walk away, I have no right to comment on all the decisions I made when I was young, because I know that every decision I made back then was the only decision I could think of making in those days .

For him, maybe my attack was really cruel, but without that time, I would still have the life of Moshangge later.Now he may have just realized that I was a child at the time, and he came to ask me if I felt wrong now, maybe because he felt that his opinion of me later was definitely wrong.But he has not lived my life, he has not suffered my suffering, he has not endured my hunger, and the knife has not pierced his heart, so if he asserts that I am not good, then I don’t want this kindness.Everyone in this world is like an ant, others are, and so am I. What's wrong with being a fool, at least be happy.

I don't know how long I've been outside, and my hands and feet are cold. I got up and went back to the room. Before I got to the door, I saw Wen Yu kneeling on the ground watching me and he was relieved. I ignored him and went back to the room. Nightmare , I seem to have passed my childhood time again, I watched my mother die, Wen Yu chased after me, I watched myself being starved and humiliated, crying and crying, I knew it was a dream but I struggled to wake up from the dream Come.

There seemed to be a knock on the door, and I opened my eyes suddenly. It was Wen Yu, who patted the door lightly, and said softly again and again: Master, don't be afraid, master, I'm here.I am here.

The darkness of this night almost engulfed me, that feeling seemed extremely safe and without support, only Wen Yu’s uninterrupted master, don’t be afraid, was around my ears, I let him in with a hoarse voice, he pushed open the door and looked at me Sitting on the bed, he ran towards me and staggered a bit when he got up. He rushed to me and paused: Did the subordinate wake up the master?

I shook my head and asked: Why did I say those words.He squinted his eyes and smiled, he was used to it every night, the master could not sleep well, so what should I do.He is like an elder who is worried about his children, pampering him to the fullest.

But I pinched the back of his neck instantly and pulled him to the front, "I'll ask this one last time, why do you know what happened before?"

He propped his hands on the side of the bed, looked into my eyes, and said slowly: I know everything about the master, it's terrible, master.When I was in the Shadow Sect, I couldn't get out, and I couldn't see the master, so I tried my best to find out about the master. For this reason, I even sneaked out, and I was beaten half to death when I came back. It hurts so much, master.Master, Zhang Changyou didn't know how to cherish your friendship when he was young, and now it's not worth your trouble for him.

He didn't blink his nervous eyes, but I understood one thing.

I hate others to mention my past, and even hate others' memories to bring me, but it is because I am afraid that my humble self will be dissected and exposed to the sun, ridiculed and ridiculed by others, pitiful and sympathetic. Inside stinks and grows maggots.You see what this man said about the third young master of Moshang Pavilion, but he is just a bastard of unknown origin who is not as comfortable as a beggar.I was afraid that if those days were known, I would not be able to become what I wanted to be.So I worked hard to grow up, pretend to be invulnerable.But Wen Yu told me that he knew me from the beginning to the end, knew how weak and humble I was, and begged me pitifully.Knowing that I have given my heart and been abandoned.But no matter what I am, I am his master.

Nostrils linger.He smiled when he saw that I didn't answer, looked at me and said, master, go to sleep, I'm right here.

But I suddenly became ruthless and bit his lips. There was a faint smell of blood from his mouth. He groaned, and gradually approached me as if he couldn't hold it any longer. The collar, the panting sound became heavier, he bent his legs and gently rubbed against my waist, I stroked his flesh back and forth, kneaded and gnawed, he inserted his hands into my hair and whispered in my ear again and again Master and master.I seemed to be in a daze, I fell on him, pinched his wrist, and then pressed him again and again in the continuous collision: Whose are you.

He was so shaken by my contradicting that even his voice was fragmented, but he answered over and over again: It's yours, it's yours, I'm the master's.

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