Metaphysics boss 4 and a half years old: My aunt’s milk is so sweet

Chapter 26 Sympathy
"Change Ran Ran's kindness?" Ran Ran's black and white eyes opened wide, feeling incredible at Shen Dinghai's words.

Shen Dinghai bent down and looked at Ran Ran, "Cousin, think about it, when you meet your eldest brother, you will first think about the ghost who hurt your eldest brother."

"Afraid of whether ghosts have a grievance or are being used? It shows that you are a kind child."

Ran Ran was a little embarrassed by Shen Dinghai's words, and lowered her thick and curled eyelashes.

"But cousin, you didn't even feel unbearable when you were telling me about the capital punishment. After I calmed down, I couldn't help but think about this again and again."

"This is so abnormal. The only explanation is that my cousin got this concept from that book."

Shen Dinghai looked into Ran Ran's eyes and said, "And this book blocks your kindness."

"Shield. Kindness?" Ran Ran tilted her little head, "Ran Ran has never heard such a term."

Shen Dinghai scratched his green hair and said, "This is a vocabulary I created myself. Cousin, you just need to understand the meaning."

"But I really think it's quite accurate."

"Cousin, if you follow my thinking, you will feel sympathy for An An's experience and feel that evil people should be punished. This shows that you have an excellent view of good and evil."

Shen Dinghai's face became solemn, "But cousin, when you just told me about the implementation of the capital punishment, there was nothing but appreciation for me in your eyes."

"It's like I suddenly turned into a very cold child that I don't recognize."

Ran Ran repeated incredulously, "Ran Ran... very cold?"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke, "No one has ever said that about Ran Ran. Both parents praise Ran Ran for being a kind child."

Shen Dinghai was a little at a loss, "I also think my cousin is a good child. It's that book that is causing trouble! It makes you behave abnormally, cousin!"

Ran Ran shook her head, "But Ran Ran really didn't feel anything was wrong."

"Cousin, you will find the contract ceremony between Jiang Yali and An An terrifying and disgusting, but you will be indifferent to the punishment of a living person being cut into pieces with a thousand knives."

"This is already very wrong!"

Ran Ran looked at Shen Dinghai in confusion. Shen Dinghai scratched his head and head anxiously, and suddenly he had an idea.

"Cousin, you are my elder, and you said you would protect me, right?"

Hearing this, Ran Ran nodded her head and clenched her fists tightly, "Yes! I will always protect my second nephew!"

Shen Dinghai lowered his voice much softer and said, "Now, please imagine, cousin, that I am the one who endured this thousand cuts and the extreme pain."

"Cousin, will you still feel nothing in your heart like you did just now?"

Ran Ran looked at Shen Dinghai timidly. As he spoke, the cruel picture in her mind became clearer and clearer.

The confusion in his clear eyes gradually dissipated.

In the white mist, she saw a body being placed on the execution platform, which had become bloody and bloody due to the execution.

There is no place on the body that can be called skin, and red juice flows between the muscles and bones.

The face that originally alternated between light and dark, smiled at her from the other side of the white mist, and the next second he turned into the appearance of his second nephew!
The numb heart came back to life in an instant.

Ran Ran gasped for air as if suddenly awakened from a nightmare, "No!"

Shen Dinghai gently held her in his arms, "It's okay, it's just imagination."

Ran Ran couldn't control the tears on her face at all, "No, it's not imagination, I really saw it! It's so scary. Second nephew."

Ran Ran raised her tearful face and looked at Shen Dinghai, "Ran Ran knows she was wrong. Ran Ran will not let my second nephew become like that."

Shen Dinghai laughed when he heard this, "I believe it, cousin. Look, the kind-hearted you are back again."

It was really a bad idea for him to lead a young child to make such cruel imaginations. But fortunately, my cousin seems to have recovered from the influence of that evil book. As for what she said
"What's not imagination" and "I really saw it", Shen Dinghai just thought it was a child with too rich imagination and didn't take it to heart.

Little did he know that in a dark world filled with thick fog, the pale boy's mouth opened in joy.

He sat on the throne where the ghosts were wailing, and the bright red condensed into steps spreading out under his feet.

In the empty white mist, there was only a dim light shining on the throne and the young man.

The slender, pale fingers with clear joints slowly tapped the skeleton handrail, and each sound rippled through the empty world.

The pale boy's voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone was even gentler, but the girl at the foot of the stairs shuddered.

"Is such a strong feeling sympathy?"

"To be able to break through the limitations of the diary, not to be affected by my emotions, and to be numb to sympathy, this is quite a big leap."

The girl lowered her head, not daring to make any sound or move.

The smile on the pale boy's face widened a little. His skin was pale, and his whole figure was like a condensed mist, but his lips were redder than blood.

The contrast between the two shows a thrilling beauty.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to experience sympathy from others. It's interesting."

The pale young man lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes like fragile butterflies fluttering about to fly.

He looked like a harmless and beautiful boy, but his words and actions could make the girl at the foot of the stairs feel fear and despair.

"Have you ever sympathized with me?"

"After all, you know my past and that I have been forced to sleep in this dark place for too long."

The girl forced herself to look up at the terrifying boy, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"No, Lord Ning."

The pale boy slowly raised his head, revealing his delicate facial features, "I can feel that you are only afraid of me."

The girl's heart was high, and she didn't know if her answer would satisfy this monster.

"You are my chosen one. Of all the people in the world, you are the only one who is special to me." The young man's voice was as beautiful as a flowing ice spring.

The girl lay on the ground with weak legs, "My pleasure, Master Ning."

The pale boy chuckled, pleased by the girl's fear of him.

Fear is his best nourishment.

The pale boy looked up at the beam of white light that shone on him. The emotions in his dark pupils were like extremely evil souls fighting each other, and the black mist was billowing.

"Even if you are like this, no one in this world dares to sympathize with me!"

Cold words rippled across the world, and the girl pressed her head against the bloody ground, shivering.

She should be happy, her bet was right, but Master Ning seemed to be very angry because of this sudden sympathy.

The girl boldly raised her head and looked towards the high platform. The figure on the throne was like a white mist.

The pale young man is bathed in white light. If you ignore the scene of thousands of ghosts mourning and blood gushing under the throne, this scene is indescribably sacred.

With the white light shining on him, the mark between the pale boy's brows became more obvious.

Shockingly, it was the same red mark as Ran Ran’s forehead!

(End of this chapter)