cannibal chief to fast

One night, the impatient patriarch finally couldn't help it, and sneaked into Little Furong's boudoir.

Well, secretly climbed onto Little Furong's bed.

Little Furong fell into a drowsy sleep, when she suddenly saw a black figure crawling into her bed, she was frightened awake instantly, almost kicked the patriarch out of bed in a jio and shouted for help.

Little Hibiscus: Σ(￣д￣;)! !Scared that the soul is separated from the body.jpg

"Brother, what's the matter?" Little Furong turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the smiling patriarch in horror.

The patriarch said seriously: "It's cold, I'm afraid of the cold. The elderly are afraid of the cold, so they have to sleep with others, hug each other to keep warm, and the body gets hot, understand?"

"Ah...?" Little Furong was dazzled by his serious nonsense, "But didn't you sleep alone before?"

"You don't understand if you talk too much. You haven't graduated from high school, so you must not be good at physics." As he said that, the patriarch got into Little Furong's bed and wrapped his feet tightly around her.

"I'm jio cold," the patriarch pressed his body against Little Furong's body, and said shamelessly, "I'm cold all over."

Little Furong: "..." I feel that your body is obviously very hot.

The patriarch pretends to be pitiful, and the old man is cute when he dies: (?ó?ò)??

Little Furong shuddered, expressing her deep fright.

However, the boy still spread his arms and hugged the man, and rubbed his chin with his jelly face, sweet and greasy like a kitten.

He also rubbed his fingers restlessly on the patriarch's body, the principle is that friction generates heat.

The patriarch hugged the person in his arms tightly, and his voice was a little low: "Baby, I have always had something... I want to tell you."

Little Furong said: "Okay, brother, tell me."

The bedside lamp in the room emitted a dim light, illuminating the man's bottomless pupils, which seemed to hide many secrets.

The patriarch's tone was a bit sad: "It's some not-so-good things. If you listen to it, you may think that I am a not-so-good person."

He was afraid, afraid that this confession would lead to the departure of his lover.

"Brother, you are fine no matter what. In my world, no one is better than you." Little Furong, a diehard fan, blew rainbow farts, firmly expressing that she would not lose her fandom.

Little Furong: (???)/? I like you unconditionally!

There is a need for honesty between lovers.

Looking into the sincere eyes of his lover, Nangel seems to have gained some courage to confess himself, which is enough to support him to pour out some unbearable stories from his heart.

So, he told little Furong all about his dark past of cannibalism since he was a child——

Those bloody killings and brutal methods, those heavy-tasting histories of cooking all kinds of human flesh, all confessed one by one, without any deception.

Because he was afraid of scaring the other party, he used the most gentle tone and the most plain narrative method to explain the past that was comparable to horror stories.

"These... are all things I have done before." The patriarch did not dare to look into the other party's eyes, trying to avoid this moment.

This was a bloody self-analysis, the process was long and painful, and it was even more like sitting on pins and needles while waiting for the other party's response.

It turns out that this is the price of sin, which makes you feel at a loss in front of the person you love the most, making you feel guilty and painful, and even unable to face the most sincere eyes of the other person.

Little Furong was silent for a long time, and after a long while, she said calmly, "Ah—so that's how it is..."

After the boy knew everything, he just nodded suddenly.

This time, the patriarch was shocked. The other party was so calm that he was not normal, as if he had just listened to an extremely ordinary bedtime story.

Seeing Little Furong's calm face, the patriarch didn't cry, make trouble, or be afraid, it was really abnormal.

Aren't normal people terrified when they hear the word "cannibal"?

He hesitated and asked, "You, can you accept it?"

Patriarch: (｀? д? ′) Eat whales!

"It's really hard to digest," Little Furong said thoughtfully, "But, as you said, brother, I have been in a coma for so many years and have missed the rapid development of society for so many years. Maybe I really haven't kept up with it." You young people don’t even know that it’s fashionable to gnaw on each other.”

Patriarch: (-work-lll) "..." Baby, this is not a trend.

"Maybe... this is the generation gap. Although it is indeed difficult for me to understand you, I will choose to respect you," Xiao Furong said earnestly, "After all, this kind of new era thing is really unexpected to me. Never seen it before."

Patriarch: "..." After talking for a long time, the other party is not on the same channel at all.

Patriarch: (*′Д｀*) My wife is a bit silly and tired.

"How should I say it?" The patriarch tried his best to use the other party's brain circuit to explain, "That's right, this should be a custom in our clan, do you understand? Ordinary people actually don't know how to eat human flesh. It's about going to jail."

Patriarch: ●? ●Serious face.jpg

Unexpectedly, Little Furong's brain circuit was still turning around, "Then I am your brother. If you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken, and if you marry a dog, you will follow the dog. Do I want to eat human flesh with you? Is that delicious?"

Little Furong: <(?????)> Rubbing her little hands and looking forward to ing.

The patriarch was horrified when he heard this: (╬￣盘￣) This kid is a ruthless person!

He rubbed Little Furong's head, and said sternly, "No! Cannibalism is against the law."

Does it mean that falling in love means sinking together?Forget about his sins, he can't drag such a pure and kind person into the quagmire.

Over the years, the guilt brought to the patriarch by the cannibalism is devastating. Cannibalism is only for food and survival, but it makes the body and mind suffer.When he ate the first bite of human flesh, he was doomed to be unable to wash away his sins for the rest of his life.

Absolutely no.

Therefore, Little Furong doesn't need to step into this abyss because of him, as long as she guards her own purity well.

"Murder and cannibalism is a terrible thing," the patriarch said to him with some seriousness: "You must not do terrible things like me, do you understand?"

Patriarch: (--_---ゝ) A bit fierce!

Little Furong thought for a long time, half understanding: "Then since this is a terrible thing, have you ever thought about it? Maybe, you can...eat other foods like normal people?"

The boy expressed his thoughts clumsily: I hope my brother will stop doing terrible things.

The patriarch was in a dilemma.

This choice is really difficult, the kind of difficulty that is difficult to advance and retreat.

Cannibalism... This is his habit for so many years. It is the basis for the survival of the entire cannibal. How can he change it?

Eat something else...eat food that normal humans would eat?Will the people of the tribe accept this incredible-sounding proposal?Probably very difficult.

Since ancient times, change has required great courage and faced numerous resistances.

He lowered his head, held up Little Furong's face, and gently wiped it with his fingertips, even though he loved and pampered her.

The boy's pupils are like a gorgeous and transparent gem, which is filled with the most beautiful things in the world, and the patriarch can do anything and pay any price for him.

What about change?What about resistance?For little Furong, what can't be done?

The man kissed Little Furong's forehead deeply, and promised like a promise: "Okay, I'll try."

The author says:

Patriarch: Since then, I have embarked on the road of rehabilitating my past...