I will remember that dazzling color no matter how long it has passed. It is brighter and more dazzling than the light emitted by the moon in the sky.

Suddenly I discovered that humans are the smallest species in the world. I knew that I had to avoid it and I had to avoid it, but I tried to stand up, but in the end I just moved my fingers.

I closed my eyes with my fate, and my eyelashes trembled gently, showing my inner fear.

Actually, I was very scared.

The next second, something warm splashed on my face, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air. Before I could react, I was grabbed by a person's wrist. A very faint fragrance came, and the coldness on my wrist was instantly covered by warmth.

What kind of feeling is that? The warm feeling that cannot be described in words is like a person who has been through the desert for a long time finally saw an oasis. A small crack appeared in the abyss of despair. A ray of light shone in along the crack, and then walked along the light and could no longer see the darkness.

Perhaps this is the feeling.

There were many sounds in my ears, including panic footsteps, sirens, and shouting, but at this moment, all I could hear was that sound.

"Are you okay?" The gentle voice that came from a distance was full of peace of mind.

I opened my eyes, and wanted to see the person in front of me clearly, so I pulled the wound and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"Stop talking, you're hurt." The voice continued, and I subconsciously lowered my head and saw a large piece of blood on my wrist. When I looked up slightly, it was not mine, but the hand that was holding my wrist tightly.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say: You were injured, and it was worse than me no matter how you looked at it. But I couldn't make a sound. Even if I could make it, it was still that kind of broken and unclear sound. Something stuck in my throat, sour and astringent.

In my life, it seems that the role of the person being abandoned. I don’t have a father. Some people say that his father abandoned me and Shen Biru, and as for Shen Biru, she has never given me maternal love. She ignores me and is equivalent to giving up.

No one has ever been so desperate for me, let alone a stranger I never knew.

I don’t know why my father doesn’t want me. Maybe it’s really annoying, including Shen Biru. If a person hates me, I can comfort myself because they don’t have the vision, what if everyone hates me?

Even deceiving oneself can't do it.

"Why should I save me?" I heard that I was finally able to make a sound, and then asked, "If you save me, I was injured. You can obviously not be injured."

I tried hard to see the person clearly, but I found that my eyes were getting dark and my consciousness gradually became a little dissipated.

"Only by becoming strong can you survive in this world, so you must abandon your originally cowardly self and become invincible." I heard his gentle and firm voice sound, and he said, "You must become stronger."

Is that true? As long as you become strong, you can be invincible?

I really want to be... that person.

The fragrance on his body is the smell of gardenia. I know that the pure white color matches him very much.

The consciousness gradually returned a little. I looked up and blurred the boy's face under the hazy moonlight. All I could see was his scars.
Chapter completed!