Offer your allegiance to Chaos!

When the time comes, she will go back to heaven, and he will go back to hell.

During these ten days, when she dreamed at midnight, Ashe would wake up suddenly, looking up at the moldy beams amidst her father's heavy snoring, fearful of tomorrow's arrival.

He was afraid that when he arrived at school tomorrow, he would not see the teacher.

He was afraid that everything he experienced these days was just a dream, and when he woke up, he would have nothing.

When he woke up, he was still beaten by his drunken father, scolded by his cold mother, ridiculed by the villagers as a bastard, and bullied by his peers... When he woke up, he was still a mouse in a stinky ditch, everyone shouted and beat him, He fled with his head in his arms in a daze, until he died one day, his body stinks and rotted in the mud.

And the teacher, the angel with long silver hair, the colorful world seen in the book, and everything has nothing to do with him anymore.

He was really... so scared.

In the dark night, he saw the light for the first time.

How could he lose the light?

In this way, night after night, he tossed and turned, dreading tomorrow, until tomorrow really came, he walked into the school tremblingly, saw the familiar long silver hair again, then forgot everything, drowned in the light again, That sea—he didn't want to miss a single bit of beautiful time because of fear, he no longer thought about what he thought at night, he devoted himself to it until the next reincarnation.

During these reincarnations, it's not that he hasn't thought about another possibility—begging the teacher to take him away.

The knowledge learned from books, and what the teacher said personally, let little Ashe know that this world is a ball called a planet, and there are many continents on the ball. The teacher comes from the other end of the "Eurasian continent" where he is, The "Sicily" of the "Italian Country" is a big family that is as big as the "princes and generals" in history textbooks.

The teacher is one of the heirs of the family, and will inherit the family's political position in the future. Her work at the United Nations Drug Control Agency and her move to become a teacher in an elementary school by the way are also preparations for the future.

All in all, the teacher is a very powerful person. Such a powerful person should be able to take him out of this village, right?As mentioned in the "Society" textbook, many foreign families will come to the mainland to adopt sick children, and the teacher can also adopt him and be his mother...

mother.

Every time he thinks of this, little Ashe will be in a daze for a long time, his mood can't even be described as excited, and with his lack of experience in "happiness", it is impossible to imagine what kind of happy future it is, he even He didn't dare to think about it, because it was a dream, too beautiful a dream would make the ugly reality even more unbearable, and he would drown in the dream.

Yes, that was a dream.

It is impossible for the teacher to adopt him.

In the past, little Ash just had no access to knowledge. He was never stupid. These days, books and teachers have told him a lot. There is beauty in the world, but there is also ugliness in it. "General Prime Minister" often does not have a good ending, and I know from the teacher's casual remarks that murders against her broke out more than once within the so-called "family". The teacher hid far away in a small village on the other side of the mainland. There are some reasons for self-preservation.

What's more, the teacher is not married yet, and an unmarried woman has a child, no matter who the child is or where it comes from, it is called a "scandalous matter"-this point, when Ai Xi was three years old, she was ridiculed by the villagers heard the sound.

Isn't that his biological mother?

Thinking of this, the beautiful dream shattered like a bubble, and Ashe could only close her eyes blankly, not thinking about tomorrow, not thinking about the midnight bell, just a humble prayer, no matter how late One day, one more day, one day, just fine...

Tomorrow after tomorrow.

It wasn't until the clock struck twelve midnight that it really struck.

"Congratulations, you have barely graduated from elementary school."

At noon on the tenth day, the silver-haired woman reviewed the three papers completed by Little Ashe and nodded, "Although I skipped a lot of Chinese texts and miscellaneous sub-subjects, at least the three main courses of Chinese, Mathematics and English , At the age of six, in just ten days, you can achieve an average of 95 points in the primary school graduation examination paper, which is really a miracle... You are a genius, a real genius."

There was indescribable amazement in her tone—to be honest, it is not difficult to finish the three main subjects of elementary school in ten days, just like college students generally have the ability to score a passing grade in one subject in one day, but the key lies in little Ashe's talent. Six years old, which means that his brain development far exceeds that of his peers, and he is a genius in the biological sense.

However, little Ai Xi was not excited. From the moment he got the test paper, he seemed to have a premonition of his impending fate. He finished the test in silence, handed it in in silence, and listened to the teacher's praise in silence.

Then, in a low voice:

"Teacher...are you leaving?"

"Yes, you have heard the news, right? My colleagues have already completed investigation reports in the nearby villages one after another. Myself, the car is at six o'clock in the afternoon."

The silver-haired woman was slightly taken aback, her expression remained unchanged, and she nodded: "Today is your graduation exam, and our relationship between teachers and students will end here. Just take a handshake photo later, and I will hang it on the On social accounts, remember to smile and be happy, so as not to be picked on one day."

"..."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Little Ashe's face suddenly turned pale, his pupils lost focus, and he stared blankly at the silver-haired woman, feeling the world spinning for the first time.

He wanted to cry, but there were no tears. The abyss called despair had gradually engulfed his heart, leaving him in a daze. There was no coherent logic in his mind, and only mechanical inertia maintained his language.

"Oh...thank you teacher..."

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort, you've helped me pass the time for so long." The silver-haired woman stood up, "Alright, let's change into new clothes and go take pictures."

"..."

Little Ash stared blankly at the back of the silver-haired woman.

a long time.

a long time.

Then he said:

"—Teacher, can I call you mom?"

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Chapter 94 The Stamp of Love

can i call you mama

The sudden question made the silver-haired woman stop, she turned around, looked at little Ashe for a while, and said lightly: "Why?"

"I... I don't know, I just feel that you are very similar to my mother... No, I'm not talking about my real mother, but the one in the book... the one..."

Glancing at the silver-haired woman's seemingly emotionless eyes, little Aixi trembled all over, started talking incoherently, and muttered for a long time, and finally had to timidly say:

"I... I just really like you—"

This time, the silver-haired woman was silent for a long time, she turned her head and looked out of the window for a while, without looking back, she just said lightly:

"Don't think too much, we are people from two worlds, teaching you to read these days is a bit of a relationship between a teacher and a student, but that's all. After today, we will never see each other again , What’s the use of saying this.”

The cold attitude that was almost completely opposite to that of the past ten days made little Ash feel like being struck by lightning. His lips almost lost the color of his lips, his whole body was stiff, and he stared blankly at the silver-haired woman.

He thought that the teacher would at least say some gentle words to him, to comfort him a little, such as "I will come to see you when I have time", just like the little things we spent together in the past ten days, giving him A hope, even if it is a lie, an illusory bubble, is enough.

He can hold on to this small hope, struggle in hell, and imagine that one day the teacher will appear in front of him, and even take him away, even if he can't wait for that day, he will be beaten to death by his father, He also died in this little hope... Maybe, in the next life, the teacher will come to him again.

But the ruthless words of the silver-haired woman broke his last hope, and he could no longer find a reason to deceive himself.

——Teacher, I really want to abandon him.

"I, teacher, I—"

Huge desperation and sadness welled up in his heart, completely drowning little Ashe's soul. He could no longer restrain his emotions and impulses, choked up and said a few words incoherently, and then burst into tears.

It was the first time he cried so sadly, even when he was beaten by his father, scolded by his mother, and chased around like a rat in the gutter by the villagers, he had never cried so loudly.

The little cheeks were wrinkled into a ball, big tears rolled down, the throat trembled violently, the little body didn't even have the strength to stand still, and had to squat on the ground, burying his face Between the knees, wailing.

But crying and crying, he found that the new clothes the teacher gave him were dirty again, so he patted the dirty marks on his pants with his hands while crying, but the more they patted, the more dirty he was, and the more he cried, the more excited he became. In the end, he couldn't even make a sound, only silent dry howling, hoarse panting like a dilapidated bellows.

The elementary school is not big, the little boy's cries have already spread out, and the twittering of the villagers can be faintly heard outside the window, but they dare not come in because of the presence of the bodyguards, and even the two bodyguards at the door can't help but look back at this moment. There was a bit of unbearable color on his expressionless face.

However, in the face of this scene that would make any sympathetic person cry, the silver-haired woman was like an emotionless robot, with her arms folded, watching coldly. Ashe cried until she had no more tears and no strength to make a sound, then said in a still cold tone:

"Are you done crying? Then go change your clothes and take a photo."

"..."

After a person's violent emotional venting, the brain will always fall into a short-term blank, especially for children. Little Ai Xi squatted blankly, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, she stood there in a daze. Get up and go to the back room.

The silver-haired woman was there waiting for him, holding a new children's dress.

Little Ash took it silently, and silently began to take off the dirty clothes on her body.

For some reason, the silver-haired woman didn't close the door and leave this time. In the past, when little Ash changed into the new clothes she bought during the day and changed into the old clothes at home at night, even if it was inconvenient for her hands to wear plaster, she would at most ask the bodyguards to help.

But this time it was different. She stood there with her arms crossed, her face expressionless, and she quietly looked at little Ashe.

Little Ashe didn't care, his brain was so blank that he could only execute mechanical orders.

He took off his shirt, showing his back.

To be precise, it was the bony and bruised back.

——Any human being with a little conscience will probably feel the physiological desire to vomit and the raging anger from the heart when seeing this scene.

It is hard to imagine how brutally abused this six-year-old child was. Except for the skin and bones caused by malnutrition, almost no part of his back is intact.

After being beaten by a heavy object, there are large areas of bruises, ranging from blue to purple, purple to black.

The hideous scars after being whipped by belts or whips are like writhing poisonous snakes, spitting out scarlet letters.

One after another, small circular spots, dark like the eyes of black holes, are the result of cigarette scars, the result of burning cigarette butts at [-] degrees Celsius on the back forcibly.

The scoliosis and twisted shoulder blades that are almost visible to the naked eye are the result of long-term immobility while carrying heavy loads during corporal punishment.

There are many, many others, which are not very conspicuous, but as long as people who have a little knowledge of medicine pay a little attention, they can think of the tragic story behind them.

And this is just the back.

Little Ash took off his shirt slowly, and put it on slowly, without even looking at his scars. Many of them were old wounds, and occasionally there were a few new ones that were still aching, and he had long been used to them. Of course, he won't take a second look.

But, someone is watching.

At some point, the silver-haired woman was already leaning against the door, she was still expressionless and said nothing, her eyes swept over the scars on Little Ashe's back one by one, staying at each spot for a few seconds, and then moved away.

From the beginning to the end, her expression did not change.

It's just that her jaw is a little stiff, every muscle connected to her teeth is motionless, her breathing is too rigid, a long inhale, a long exhale, never changing, her throat is faintly surging , the blue blood vessels on his forehead are clearly visible.

She said nothing.

After little Ash finished changing, she threw him a handkerchief to dry his tears, took him out, and took a picture of the two shaking hands at the door of the classroom.

Naturally, it was impossible for little Ash to laugh in front of the camera. His sluggish expression, as if he had lost his soul, was frozen on the film, but the silver-haired woman seemed to have forgotten the order to make him laugh more happily, and continued to smile. Without saying a word, I took a picture and it was over.

Then, she still didn't say anything to Ashe, and let the bodyguard take him out like chasing a stray cat, and threw him at the door.

……

……

Little Ashe wanders around the village like a stray cat.

After all, human emotions are manipulated by physiological hormones. After venting her grief by crying loudly, and after being in a daze for so long, little Ai Xi has actually calmed down and accepted the reality.

Even, it's ridiculous, he didn't resent the teacher, but defended her in his heart.

He found all kinds of reasons for her, trying to prove that her gentleness in the past ten days was not fake, and she should also want the last side between the two to be harmonious and loving, and that examination paper and new clothes are the proof.

It’s just that the way he wanted to call his mother in the end was too shameless, like a nasty dirty stray cat, biting the pant leg of a kind person who gave it half a sausage, which made it unbearable for a good person like the teacher , had to kick him away hard to make him give up his absurd fantasies.

Yeah, ridiculous fantasies...now that I think about it, it's ridiculous, adoption?Mother?Don't laugh at people, he is just a little bastard and dirty little animal that no one loves, and he wants to accept a fairy like Teacher as his mother, he is really mad... Fortunately, Teacher is a good person, otherwise For someone like Dad, it's not surprising that he was beaten to death on the spot.

Thinking of this, little Ai Xi couldn't help laughing silly, but with a smile, he became dazed again, stopped in his tracks, raised his head involuntarily, and looked towards the sky.

Can't see the stars...

Also, at noon, where are the stars?

But for some reason, the trivial matter of not being able to see the stars suddenly made him sad again, and it became more and more sad. In the end, he squatted on the ground again and burst into tears.

This time, he didn't know why he was crying.

This time, he was wearing old clothes, so he didn't have to worry about getting them dirty.

However, this time, he didn't cry for a long time, and stopped crying after a while.

Because no one will watch him cry anymore, and no one will care about him crying anymore, even the teacher doesn't care about him crying, who else would care?

This time, his crying seemed to have vented all his last emotions. When he wiped away his tears, there was no sorrow or joy on his face, and he was numb as if he had lost his soul.