The little ghost often watches other girls play house together in the dark, jumping rubber bands, hopscotch, and playing with dolls.

How she wanted to rush over, say hello to everyone, then accept the invitation, and have fun with them!

Unfortunately, she didn't even see enough, so her master ordered her to go back to practice kung fu. The master asked her to always tie a sandbag on her legs, carry the heaviest water tank, kick the heaviest sandbag, hit the thickest sandbag, and carry the largest iron lump...

She could find that "little mice" slowly appeared on her arms, and the muscles on her thighs were stronger than those of ordinary girls, and even eight-pack abdomen appeared on her lower abdomen.

She hates her appearance, she hates her destiny. Why? Why is it me?

The little ghost felt that God deliberately abandoned himself and tortured himself.

Gender is the hidden pain she cares most. Today, Zhao Yu accidentally exposed her secret. She is actually close to collapse. She has been hiding her gender for the rest of her life, but she lets the person she hates the most know that she is a tomboy, a real woman.

This person with a strange appearance, a weird temper, is not good-looking, and has no femininity, is a girl. Haha, is he still a girl? He is a monster at all! Yes, I am a monster. Anyone who knows that he is a woman will hate him, right?

Who can accept that a woman will look like this?

What embarrassed her even more was that she was not strong enough and had to let the guy she hated the most help her to tie her bones, which made her want to kill her head.

That's why the little ghost said so badly to Zhao Yu. She was hiding, hiding her inferiority and tension, hiding her guilt and fear, hiding her fragility and sensitivity, hiding her...heart.

Zhao Yu was panicked this time. He felt that this little guy was not as fragile as a person. He usually talked back to his words when he said a few words to her. Why did he say a few words by himself? Not only did he not talk back, but he also started crying?

Zhao Yu had never heard of girls crying like this. He had heard many people crying, including Li Meiqi, Yao Xiaojing, Cailin, Liang Yiling's...

Their crying is normal, that is, the girl is heartbroken, crying bitterly, or sobbing softly... But at this time the little ghost's crying was filled with heart-wrenching pain and screams.

"Hey, hey, I'm joking, don't cry." Zhao Yu panicked: "I didn't mean to anger you, I just... I just mean to tease you and joke with you. I went to find a place where we hide from the rain at night. I didn't take you with me because you were injured and the bones were just caught. I was afraid that it would be inconvenient to take you with me, so I had to climb a slope, go up a high or something, and then misplace the bones you just caught!"

Listening to Zhao Yu's explanation, the little kid was already mixed in his heart, and he didn't know whether he should hate him or thank him. She felt even more aggrieved and cried even harder.

In the heavy rain, Zhao Yu's whole body was poured through, and his hair drooped. He pressed against his forehead and said lightly as he walked:

"Beauty, I don't know what sentence I said to make you sad. No matter which sentence it is, I apologize. I really didn't mean to do it. I just think you are quite interesting. I think you are very naughty and like to joke with you. I don't mean to make fun of you or hurt you, nor do I have the idea of ​​offending you or bullying you."

Zhao Yu hugged the girl in his arms tightly and continued, "I feel very sad when I hear your crying. Ah, in this world, I always pick some poor people to torture you, and I have to give you a lot of sad thoughts, making you different from others, making you feel abandoned or targeted."

The earth became particularly muddy. Zhao Yu's shoes were covered with mud, and the thick layer of soles of his feet was so hard that he couldn't walk well. So he kicked off his shoes and walked barefoot in the mountains.

"If you are really unhappy, or have been suppressing too much in your heart, and for too long, you will openly cry. Really, you can come today and release all the things you can cry, shout, and release. Don't worry, here you and me are not connected to the sky, and the ground are not connected to the earth, and no one can hear you, me and this canyon, and those insects, rats and beasts cannot understand. Let's cry for God. If it really doesn't work, you can scold anyone..."

Sure enough, the little ghost cried even louder.

The little devil never expected that he and Zhao Yu would encounter such a thing, and at this moment, Zhao Yu's words were so touching his heart.

She felt that the most fragile and softest part of her heart was shot through by Zhao Yu with an arrow. She couldn't control herself even more, and only felt that her whole heart, the hidden gender, had been numb for too long, was so painful that she was grabbed by the magic claws, clenched, and crushed.

However, she felt a hint of warmth. It seemed that Zhao Yu was like a small stove slowly scorching his frozen heart.

She cried for a long time, hugged Zhao Yu's neck, and finally raised her head, looked at Zhao Yu's face covered in rain and his difficult walking expression: "Why do you still want to help me?"

"Ah?" Zhao Yu glanced at her and smiled: "Because you look good."

This sentence doesn't matter, the little ghost's heart trembled for a moment. She had never experienced this kind of panic, this kind of heartbeat, this kind of nervousness, this kind of stimulation.

She suddenly felt her brain begin to turn blank and could no longer think normally. Her heartbeats like a drum, and her whole body was shaking.

Zhao Yu was almost numb by the heavy rain. He felt nothing but cold. He said to himself: "Hehe, I am a pervert. I am the most shameful girl to suffer. Especially if you are so beautiful, wow, your face was washed away by the rain. I realized that you are really beautiful. If you were like this just now, I would probably not be able to control myself. Don't say you have a broken bone. As long as you have a breath, I will do you."

"You...!" The little ghost felt that Zhao Yu was too speechless, and he was very angry. To be precise, he wanted to be angry, and he should be angry, and he had to be angry! But, he was not so angry in his heart. It was such a strange thing.

"Shouldn't you hate me?"

"What can hatred solve? Hate is the most useless thing, really." Zhao Yu said: "For anyone, there are always only two roads ahead, one is hatred, one is forgiveness, one is pessimism, one is hopeful, one is dead, and one is life."

"Forgiveness, hope, life." The little ghost bit his lip and burst into tears: "A person who has never died once probably won't say such words."
Chapter completed!