[Comprehensive] Jinmu Rebirth

Chapter 496

After an unknown amount of time, the mother who was "educating" her child by the refrigerator in the living room stopped.

Her arm trembled, then retracted.

"Wait for me at the table, I'll prepare dinner, don't pick and choose to make mom angry, mom works very hard outside, and I don't want to hear what you say about being hungry when I get home."

"Mom likes well-behaved children, and she must be sensible."

The unhappy expression returned to a gentle look again, the woman put on her apron and walked towards the kitchen.

When passing by the child at her feet, she heard the child say vaguely: "... I like my mother the most."

Perhaps because of a trace of fear in her heart, the woman didn't look down at her injured son, and left the living room at a faster pace.That's why she didn't see the black-haired child huddled in a ball, trembling slightly, covering his mouth with fists, as if he was afraid of crying and being beaten more, or as if he was clenching his palms to hold back his fear.

But unlike the weak words, the eyes of the child with teardrops hanging from the eyelashes are wide open, and the whites of the eyes are bloodshot.

The corners of his mouth are raised, showing his teeth slightly.

Like crying and laughing.

It was a distorted look that could not tell the difference between sorrow and joy, as if it was a poor disguise of a demon in the human skin.

[I like my mother the most. 】

【I like the smell of my mother, I like her tenderness... My mother's love for Yan...】

[The best person in the world for research is mother. 】

【Won't hate mom...】

【Even if she is beaten, it's because mom is tired...it will be fine tomorrow. 】

[I can forget about this tomorrow. 】

Countless thoughts that were not what he thought filled his mind, He Xiuyan wanted to stop tears and smiles, but he couldn't control it no matter what, as if another person was controlling his body and saying "I like my mother the most".

How can a person smile when he is crying.

Obviously so sad.

He Xiuyan has never felt so many emotions, filling his chest, as if to crush his whole heart.

After a few more minutes, he regained control of his body and slowly got up.

He walked to the mirror in the bathroom, his cheeks slightly red and swollen.In addition, because he was curled up, the most injured places were his arms and back. His back was aching, and he felt like vomiting and chest tightness.

He Xiuyan put down the opened clothes, stood on tiptoe, turned on the faucet, and applied cold water to his cheeks.

Cold water, burning pain.

He lost all expression, endured the pain, and walked towards the dining table after dealing with his scars.

"time to eat."

The mother who was carrying the prepared dishes and rice said in a gentle voice.

He Xiuyan lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks without saying a word, and numbly picked up the food, which tasted like chewing wax.

He ate the blood in his mouth, and his teeth broke his tongue.

It's terrible.

The smell of half human and half ghoul, the false sweetness can't hide the rusty smell of blood.These flavors are mixed in the food, making him like eating his own tears, swallowing all the ups and downs in his stomach.

In the evening, He Xiuyan, who had finished his homework at school, fell asleep early.

In the darkness that he could not sleep for a long time, he vaguely noticed that his mother came to twist the crooked quilt for him halfway.

The warm breath leaves.

The darkness of loneliness and desolation enveloped him again.

After a night's rest, the scars exposed by He Xiuyan's clothes have disappeared.He lost the resilience of ghouls, but eating "green vegetables" intermittently allowed him to recover several times faster than ordinary people.After seeing him, the woman completely forgot what happened, and said with a smile: "Yan, is your schoolbag packed? Mom will send you to school."

In the morning, the mother sent her to school, and at night, because of work problems, the children had to come back together after school.

This is the habit of many working-class families.

A long time ago, He Xiuyan's mother wanted to take care of him all the time, for fear that he would have an accident outside. However, under the pressure of life and work, the woman had no time to take care of her child's affairs at school.

The woman patted the dust on the schoolbag, picked it up for her child and hung it on her arm.

"Let's go."

"Um... Mom."

He Xiuyan squeezed out a smile, forgetting what happened yesterday just like her.

He walked out of the house quickly.

Suddenly, I felt that the home behind me was no longer An Xin's lair, but a black hole swallowing something.

The school life is still the same, no matter which school you go to, you are the No. 1 top student in research and development.After the teacher found that what he was teaching was meaningless to He Xiuyan, he turned a blind eye and let He Xiuyan read some valuable extracurricular books.Once other students dared to read comics or other things in class, they would be called out and punished to stand.

Such "unfairness" created a gap between He Xiuyan and his classmates.

He doesn't like to talk, doesn't like to laugh, and when he is alone, he is taciturn, flipping through the books in his hand.

He lives in his own world.

This is especially true today, when I hardly uttered a single word.

Yongjin Yingliang once again came to harass and study, "Hey, what book are you reading?"

He Xiuyan immersed himself in the ocean of books and absorbed knowledge, which was the benefit he could get in his dream.

"On the other hand, the text is like a tadpole, and I can't understand it at all... Do you like reading books? There is a bookstore outside the school. Have you ever visited it? There are many tutorial books and super interesting comics in it ..."

Yongjin Yingliang babbled on for a long time, until the class bell rang, he smacked his mouth with unsatisfied intentions: "I will come to you in the next class. Let's run together. The teacher seems to want to teach us how to play ball."

After he left, the math teacher walked into the classroom.

The next class of math class is physical education class. The weather is fine today, so I run outside.

Yongjin Yingliang persisted in finding and chatting with Xiuyan, and ran beside him while running, smiling very cheerfully.

After the run, Yongjin Yingliang gave him the mineral water he had brought.

"Give you!"

Sunny and cheerful, benevolent.

This is the impression Yongjin Yingliang gave to other people, but it doesn't mean that the other party has to spend time on him all the time.

He Xiuyan didn't take the water, and asked, "Why are you pestering me?"

Yongjin Yingliang scratched his head and said, "There is no reason, I just want to be friends with you."

Keenly aware of the other party's looseness, Yongjin Yingliang's brown eyes were filled with joy instantly, and a smirk filled his entire face, "You will be a very good friend, I want you to treat me more."

The outside world is so big, why not go out and have a look?

Your life is still long...

golden wood.

What he didn't say turned into a kind of hidden concern and encouragement, trying to bring him out of this dark day.

He Xiuyan didn't know what he was thinking, just took the water, turned around and went to the resting place.

"You are too noisy, I like a quiet environment."

"Huh? Then I'll be quiet!"

"..."

"I said Jinmu, look at the second class next door, there is a girl over there who is super cute, like a doll."

"..."

"Wow, the fastest runner is 1.6 meters, so tall!"

"..."

"Do you think we have hope for 1.8 meters in the future?"

"no hope."

"Uh."

Why pour cold water on it, you are willing to talk to me!

Yongjin Yingliang held his injured little heart for a second, then revived on the spot, and surrounded He Xiuyan to make him laugh.

Suddenly, he pretended to be mysterious with a straight face: "Jin Mu, do you know one thing?"

And Xiuyan: "?"

Yongjin Yingliang whispered to him: "If you are not a nerd, all the girls in the class are willing to talk to you."

This is a truth, and Xiuyan's temperament is too good!

When the other party is in class, the sitting posture is correct, the legs will not be spread apart, and the small movements will not be repeated, scratching or rubbing the nose.Sometimes the teacher asked questions by name, and he spoke softly and clearly, and when he wrote the answers on the blackboard, it was perfect. The chalk writing with one hand was more neat and tidy than the teacher's handwriting.

It can be said that under his influence, inadvertent movements can attract students in the class to study secretly.

Not to mention the students who were curious about him but didn't dare to come and talk, even in the teacher's circle, there were many people who discussed the family background of the child "Kane Muken".

Yongjin Yingliang smiled and said, "Tell me, isn't your family super powerful!"

He Xiuyan understood what he meant, and said in a flat voice: "My family is very ordinary, nothing."

At this point, He Xiuyan also began to have some exchanges with Yongjin Yingliang. At least when others didn't know He Xiuyan's family background, Yongjin Yingliang could already ask about his family situation.

"My father passed away very early, and it was just me and my mother."

"Is it the person who often comes to see you off in the morning?"

"Ah."

"What an elegant aunt!"

"Ah."

"Jin Mu looks so cute, Dad must be very handsome!"

"……Um."

That man has the usual high-level appearance of Hexiu's family, no less than Jiu Duoerfu.

He Xiuyan's eyes were dim, and he couldn't hate his father who dug his pocket, but whenever he recalled what happened when he was four years old, he would feel strong resistance in his heart.

Forget the bad past that those relatives brought to you, maybe you can remember the full happiness.

Suddenly, Yongjin Yingliang approached, his face enlarged.

"What are you thinking?"

"none of your business."

He Xiuyan refused to admit that he was flustered for a moment, but this child saw through his emotions.

Is myself indulging in this dream, and has my mind also been lowered?

No.

To make a change.

He broke the inertia of thinking and thought of another way to change his poor family.

After school, at the same time, the white-haired boy's face darkened, and he muttered, "You know how to find and cultivate Changji!"

That's right, He Xiuyan ran to move the savior.

Since it is the world of dreams, maybe the Hexiu residence in the first district is also within the range.

It can be said that He Xiuyan's method is similar to Yue Shanxi's at the beginning, but He Xiuyan came with the idea of ​​restoring memory, so he only thought about ways to change the dream after he couldn't bear it.

On the road in District [-], He Xiuyan was forced to get out of the car.

The bus broke down.

Instead of walking, He Xiuyan was blocked by various problems on the road from District [-] to other districts.

No matter how hard it is, it seems that there is an invisible wall surrounding the [-]th district.

This dream only happened in District [-]!

He Xiuyan, who was unable to leave the local area and spent all his pocket money, was listless. He couldn't rush to the CCG branch in the [-]th district, tell those people that he was from He Xiu's family, and ask the CCG director or the general speaker to pick him up.

Only the resources of the twenty districts can be used...

Only after leaving Hexiu's house did he realize how much he missed his grandfather.

On the way back with heavy thoughts, He Xiuyan passed by an antique coffee shop that was open.

The bookstore next door also started selling a novel called "To Kafka", which was the debut novel of an unknown new author.He Xiuyan doesn't like to read horror novels, coupled with the restrictions of the eighteen bans, naturally he seldom goes to the nearby bookstores that teenagers love to visit, and the bookshelves at home are enough for him to study slowly.

At home, another storm gathers.

Helping her husband pay off his debts, the aunt who had nothing to do came to chat with his mother again.

Rarely does it involve the person who has died.

"I remember when your husband passed away, there were so many people at the funeral, why don't many people come to see you now?"

"That's...someone he knew in the past."

"Don't you know?"

"Ah."

"Sister, I said you are too naive. Your husband passed away at such a young age, and it was not an accident. People from the company will always subsidize your family. Why don't you see anything every month?"

"..."

"Your husband is so strange that a friend hasn't seen it all these years."

The eloquent long-haired woman had a smile on her face, and when she found out that she and Xiuyan had returned home, she turned her head and said, "It's Mr. Yan, I'm chatting with your mother, you should go back to your room and do your homework first."

He Xiuyan gave an "um" and went back to the room to close the door.

Those small voices entered his ears unhindered, allowing him to hear them clearly.

"You are really at a disadvantage, have you never thought about remarrying?"

"Sister, I will not remarry."

"Just for your son? For the sake of your helping me, let me tell you the truth, you'd better stop doing those terrible things. If someone finds out, it might implicate my family. "

"No, not anymore."

"That's good. I don't think your family is that poor. Your husband left you so much money."

"there is none left……"

"Where is it? When I first saw your husband, I felt like someone from a big family on TV. That kind of demeanor is even more powerful than the boss of my husband's company."

"Xiu has no family members, and there was no one there when I married him."

"Tsk tsk, he's really mysterious."

Jin Muxiu, a name composed of a fake surname and a fake first name.

He Xiuyan, who has read Dazai's life experience, naturally discovered that his father's favorite Dazai was born in "Jinmu Town", and secondly, his father came from Hexiu's family. Although he is not qualified to be named "Hexiu" as a half-human, but It is impossible to choose "Xiu" as the name, which will cause overlapping of Chinese characters.

He Xiuyan's thoughts diverged, but suddenly he concentrated again, and heard his aunt complimenting their family without any trace.

Praise first, then show weakness, and then borrow money.

This is my aunt's usual method.

He wanted to go out to expose his aunt's behavior, but in the next second, his footsteps were firmly nailed to the ground.

Because he had already heard the sound of opening a drawer for change.

That's too late.

He Xiuyan sat weakly under the bookshelf in the study room, smelling the fragrance brought by a large number of books, and the worries in his heart were soothed.He raised his small head to look at the books his father left him, as if he was looking at the man who was always calm and gentle, reading the reading notes on the books, and he seemed to be able to communicate with each other through time.

"Why... didn't you think she had such a bad relative?"

People are not as good as the sky.

No matter how much money you give your wife, it is better to give your wife a stable network.

It's just that Jin Muxiu was worried about the Xiu family, and after cutting off all contact, all he could give his wife was a modest amount of money, enough for expenses, and a house that would never depreciate in value.

After my aunt left, I walked out of the study with Xiuyan to look outside.

The mother sat at the table folding flowers quietly, gentle and peaceful, this is a new job she found recently.

"Mom, how much did she borrow again?"

"not much."

The woman didn't answer him directly.

Gritting his teeth with Xiuyan, he guessed that it might be a few hundred yen, but no matter how little the money was, it was still enough for a family of two to eat for a day.

That's it.

Without the idea of ​​writing an IOU, my aunt only knew how to ask for it.

"Mother……"

"Study seriously, don't always speak ill of your aunt, you are still a child, don't be so small-minded, didn't I usually teach you to be kind to other people?"

The woman was talking, and found that the other party didn't answer, she looked up and got angry.

He Xiuyan's face was full of dissatisfaction.

She couldn't help but said: "Yan, that's my sister, your aunt, she also helped us after our family had an accident."

He Xiuyan was almost driven into despair by her character, "It doesn't have to be like this."

You are gentle to others, others may not be gentle to you!

But his mother wouldn't listen.

Not only that, the woman's eyes were sullen, and she put down the folded flower, "You were very well-behaved and sensible before, why do you insist on talking back to me now, can't you listen to a word of my education for you?"

He Xiuyan was slapped again, and he was stunned.

His mother still insisted on her own opinion: "You have to learn to let go of those thoughts and stop criticizing your elders."

With Xiuyan's stubborn temper, how can he swallow his anger, "You hit me because of your aunt? I am your child, and she is just a bloodsucker who keeps asking you for money. Why are you so indiscriminate between right and wrong!"

Even words like blood-sucking insects appeared, and the woman was almost pissed off by him.

"How did you talk!"

"I'm telling the truth, mother, don't you realize that you're going to die of exhaustion if you keep working like this?"

"I won't, do you just curse mom like that?"

Often a conflict arises because the two parties are unwilling to make concessions, and He Xiuyan is not a soft-hearted person, he hates his aunt so much, and wishes to wake up his mother who is so soft-tempered to outsiders.

The price for saying that is a beating.

The woman vented all her anger on the child, completely indiscriminate, nervous and screaming hysterically.

"You're totally out of character."

"..."

"Your father wants you to be a gentle person, is this how you repay us?"

"..."

"With a child like you, I don't even have the face to meet my sister."

"..."

After making the child afraid to talk back, the woman packed up the things on the table and went to her room to finish her work.

On the ground, He Xiuyan barely stood up, his body trembling.

This person turned out to be his mother.

Is his mother crazy?Beating him for someone else, completely forgetting who made their family so poor.

From this day on, He Xiuyan was horrified to find that his originally gentle and kind mother seemed to be insane. She treated the neighbors and aunt very well, but when she returned home, she would not understand his behavior.

Sometimes it’s because he eats too little, sometimes he doesn’t help with the housework, and even if he treats his aunt a little bit badly, his mother will beat him when there is no one else...

Accompanied by this situation, the mother has more and more work and less and less rest time.

She is like a well that is dying.

He Xiuyan tried hard to understand her hard work, but his nerves were on the verge of collapse.

Domestic violence!

This is how he was treated at home after losing his father.

The gentle mother released her hate and anger side, and gave him all the pain of raising him for several years.He Xiuyan thought of various ways to ease the relationship between mother and child, but the mother always treats him well for a while, and the bad habits will reappear after a while, beating him severely, and locking him in a room to reflect on his mistakes.

The only time He Xiuyan can breathe is when he is going to school outside, because the mother will never do such a behavior of abusing her child outside.

It was as if she had put on a mask of tenderness, which would be taken off when she was depressed, and she would only be angry at her son.

In the days after the age of eight, He Xiuyan was often covered with scars, and his clothes covered those places, maintaining a superficial beauty.

He couldn't imagine how a real child would grow up healthy and healthy, and how he would face a gentle and cruel mother.

love is real.

The beatings and lessons are also real.

His mother has been twisted psychologically, and she keeps teaching him to be gentle, and she will be punished if she fails to do so.

Crazy, totally crazy!

During class, He Xiuyan clutched his bruised stomach, feeling unbearable pain.

My stomach hurts.

When I dodged in the morning, I bumped into a chair.

"Teacher! Kaneki is not feeling well!"

Suddenly, a person raised his hand while he was sweating profusely, and reported the matter to the teacher.

The teacher immediately came down to check, "Jin Mu-jun, what's wrong with you?"

He Xiuyan shook his head, unable to hide his pale face, "It's nothing, teacher, I just have a little diarrhea and want to go to the toilet."

Before the teacher could speak, Yongjin Yingliang volunteered and said, "I'll take him to the toilet!"

The teacher agreed.

Yongjin Yingliang supported He Xiuyan to walk outside the classroom, but after a few steps, He Xiuyan's knees gave way and he almost fell down.

Yongjin Yingliang wanted to hug him, but he and Xiuyan were covered in injuries and shivered in pain.

"Do not touch me!"

He wanted to drive Yongjin Yingliang away, but Yongjin Yingliang's eyes were clouded with mist, "I'll take you to the infirmary to rest."

He Xiuyan suddenly said: "Did you know?"

Yongjin Yingliang nodded slightly, "You have injuries on your body, I haven't told anyone else."

He and Xiuyan were silent.

Then, he pushed Yongjin Yingliang away in embarrassment, and ran out by himself.

He doesn't need pity and sympathy!

He is the proud son of the Hexiu family, a dragon who can soar into the nine heavens, how could he willingly accept the abuse!

After climbing over the school wall with his own skills, He Xiuyan walked towards the side of the road while enduring the pain. He wanted to eat and use a lot of flesh and blood to restore his body and body.

Humans, ghouls, adults, children...

All are ok!

He Xiuyan's He eyes opened, and the pupils seemed to be inlaid with rubies, revealing a hungry gaze.

Extremely dangerous, extremely beautiful.

If a young one-eyed ghoul appeared in the ghoul world, it would definitely cause an uproar and be watched by all parties.He didn't know whether the details were completed in the dream. Judging from his current eight-year-old physical condition, he couldn't be discovered by ghouls, otherwise the end would not be particularly good.

The objects he can eat must be harmless humans.

A human who can handle even a child, preferably a dying wanderer.

Before he found his goal, Xiuyan's body froze, and he saw someone he shouldn't have seen in his dream.

Across the road, across the street.

A white-haired boy stood there, also with one eye, looking at him coldly and full of murderous intent.

"Where do you want to go?"