Diablo Destruction

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The relationship between people is like a big net, with intricate threads connecting each other.

For example, when I first came to the dark world, I was like a strange spider. When I first came to this web-like world, I saw dense threads all around me, but none of them were connected to me. That feeling, It's like seeing countless people talking around you, but no one is talking to you, and you can't hear a sound. You are surrounded by the hustle and bustle but feel lonely inside.

The three of Lal are my first hub in this world, followed by Akara, Aunt Lisa, Sarah, and so on. Unknowingly, after more than seven years in Diablo, I have gone from having nothing to We are closely connected with the people and things in this world, and weave a web of our own in this world.

It has only been seven years since I came to Darkness, and I am already like this, not to mention those who have lived here all their lives. Their relationships are even more complicated, each thread containing feelings, hopes, obligations, responsibilities, and burdens. These threads Forming a cocoon, wrapping people in it, actually protecting and restraining the people inside.

The story of three monks carrying water to drink may not necessarily be interpreted in another way: a monk carrying water to drink, even if he can carry two buckets of water at a time and never have to worry about drinking water, he is still a lonely poor man.

Two monks carry water to drink, and two people carry a bucket, which is just enough to drink. They work at sunrise and breathe at sunset. Their life is simple.

The reason why the three monks had no water to drink was because there were more people, the relationship was complicated, and the people's hearts were also complicated.

Some people may object that this explanation method is wrong. The story of three monks without water mainly illustrates the importance of clear systems, responsibilities, rewards and punishments, but why one monk and two monks do not need rules and regulations, but Do you need three?

This may not mean that one person is lonely and two people depend on each other. Life is simple and there are not so many constraints.

The little ghost probably yearns for this realm of two monks. Her idea is very simple, and she wants to live a simple life, that is, to tie a thread to my body. In this way, as long as the thread is not broken, She can swing happily, and if it breaks, she can be carefree and disappear from this world forever.

Because my heart is tired and I have seen everything, I just want to be simple. When I think about it, there is really a charm of simplicity and simplicity in it. No matter in this world, no matter how many people are around me, in the inner world of the little ghost, only It's just her and me.

No, if that's the case, maybe I don't have to worry. There are so many kids with awkward personalities, can they still live healthily? I am afraid that my personality is distorted. What I am worried about now is, in the inner world of the little ghost, are she and I alone, or am I alone?

This difference is the difference between awkwardness and distortion. There are only two of us. It can be said to be a kind of awkward personality, but to think in a good direction is a profound state of life. But if it is just me - -A person who doesn't even care about himself, what else is it but a twisted character? This kind of person is the easiest to become black.

Awkward and twisted, the seriousness of the two is not the same. If it is the latter, maybe I have to go to Akara, who is considered the leading psychologist in this dark world, to ask for advice on the solution.

When I came back to my senses, I found that our saintly lady was still staring at me closely with her big, watery eyes, filled with a meaning - can't I? I think so, isn’t it okay?

"It's not that I don't know your experience, and I'm not qualified to say anything. However, I still hope that you can tolerate Vilas and the others in your heart."

Sighing, I gently rubbed my little head in my arms and said this.

"It doesn't matter. As long as Xiaofan is here, I will treat little Vilas and the others as relatives." The little guy nodded his head vigorously, as if he had done something great.

"You have to do this even when I'm not around, idiot. Don't deal with others through my qualification hub. Try to accept others yourself, idiot!"

Seeing the little ghost's triumphant look, I couldn't help but get angry. The angel's hands that were touching her head and squinting her eyes like a comfortable kitten immediately turned into devil's claws, pinching both sides of her cheeks and feeling extremely comfortable. The good meat ball, pull it out.

"Woo~~"

Falling from heaven to hell makes the little guy's screams even more desolate, so cute that you can't help but want to continue bullying him.

Huh--?

The little ghost now... should be her usual self. When did she switch back from the saint mode? I didn't realize it. Could it be that these two personalities are already so harmonious? Can switching between each other moisturize things silently?

Only then did I realize that what I was holding in my arms should be the usually naughty, evil-tongued and naughty ghost of the complaining saint.

Anyway, it's a good thing that the two personalities get along so well, at least it's better than being at each other's throats.

As for two personalities, or second personalities, I have never cared about it. A person has many masks, for family, career, outsiders, etc. There are more than two personalities? However, the little ghost's condition is probably more serious, and sister Sharna's condition is even more serious.

In other words, it's the special situation of the two of them. It's indeed fine as I thought. It's just a deepened version of the mask - the Arrancar (Hey, hey). Or is my attitude too casual and my nerves too thick?

"Although I still want you to accept Vilas and the others, I will respect your thoughts. In short, I just want you to promise me one thing."

I let go of my hands and kissed the rosy cheek hard, causing the little ghost to struggle with his dissatisfied hands and feet. His white hands were like an agitated cat's paws, scratching at my face and neck randomly.

"Ah woo~~"

Holy shit, it’s this trick again! !

I hurriedly raised my head to avoid the attack of the little ghost's teeth. I bit my empty teeth, and the two rows of neat and sharp teeth closed up and down. There was a clear and crisp sound, which seemed to be vaguely emitting the momentum of an iron horse, which made me feel straight. Breaking into a cold sweat, it seemed that the little saint's teeth could be used as dark gold weapons.

"Hmph, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. This saint has to sleep."

He didn't bite. Seeing that I was on guard, the little ghost couldn't help but angrily ordered him to be kicked out.

What a brat who hasn't grown up. If her other mature and wise saintly character can neutralize it a little, then maybe... uh, forget it, sweet is delicious, salty is delicious, sweet and salty are mixed together, but It's a bitter taste, but it's better like this.

My face straightened slightly, and I said to the little ghost: "All I want is for you to promise me that you will take good care of yourself even when I'm not around. Also, don't let Vilas and the others worry. You probably don't know that you are in front of me." The huge contrast between getting along with them when you were a queen makes them very worried about you. Just think of it as doing it for me. Even if I am no longer around, you should talk to them as usual and don't let them worry about you, okay? "

"Little Vilas and the others, are you worried about this?" The little ghost's face was stunned, and he lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he nodded lightly.

"I...will try my best."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about working hard, you know?"

"I know, I know, Xiaofan is just like the pickles sold by the pickle seller at the camp market. They are smelly and long. Walk quickly, walk quickly."

The little ghost urged me to issue an eviction order, but he stayed in my arms and refused to come out. He raised his head, and his silver eyes, as bright as the Milky Way in the darkness, shone with a heart-warming brilliance, and his bright red lips were even more perverted. Lao Gao.

"Little guy, don't you just want to bite me? Do you really want to bite me? Well, I'll let you bite as much as you like today."

Before the little ghost could say anything, I already bent my head and kissed the pouty lips gently.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Lao Lan pulls Leng Lan, Fen Leng sternly pulls Hu Shi Lang Le Lang Lao Lao (Xiao Fan is a big idiot, this saint does not want to bite you like this)."

With a thick and cute nasal voice, the little ghost's vague words came out from the lips that were tightly pressed against each other.

Really, do you still need to be tough-talking like this? Who is chewing her lips with her teeth now? This guy is indeed a lustful saint who talks duplicity.

I smiled in my heart, hugged the little ghost and fell down on the bed, pressing her underneath. At this time, I let go of the little ghost's sweet lips, raised my head slightly, looked at her and asked.

"If there is anything else you want to say, just say it."

This tone is just like the prison boss saying to the prisoner who is about to be executed, "If there is anything else you want to eat, please tell me. Of course, you have to pay for it yourself."

"Woo~~, you are a dead mortal, a dead commoner. Insulting the saint is a capital crime. Aren't you afraid of being punished?" The little ghost stared at me fiercely.

"Oh, what kind of punishment is it? Is it the punishment that the Holy Lady will give me for giving birth to a child?" I tilted my head pretending to be confused.

"There is no such setting? Also, do you mean that this saint gave you a child, is it a punishment for you? Do you hate me so much for giving you a child? Or do you hate me? ? You idiot, idiot, big idiot!! I bite, haha~~"

"Ohhh——!! Don't bite there, you arrogant, evil-tongued, lustful and arrogant person!!"

"Hawu~hawu~"

"..."

So, the next morning, when I came out of the little ghost's room, I met Vilas head-on.

"Sir, are you cold? Why do you turn up your collar?"

It seems that my action of turning up the collar and covering my neck seriously violated Vilas's cordiality as a wife. As she asked, I guess if I answered yes, the big bags in the room would have been prepared. The sack needs to be filled with another companion, a companion stuffed with warm cotton clothes made by Harrogas...

"This... various reasons."

I turned my head away, pulled up my collar, not daring to look into Willas's eyes, and hurriedly left the house on the pretext of visiting Lena.

"Eh-eh——"

Vilas half-covered her little face in confusion and stared blankly at the other party walking away. At this time, from the outside, the energetic little ghost also walked away...well, floated out.

"yeah--"

Seeing Willas, the little ghost gave the other party a victory gesture. Yesterday... no, it was yesterday and early this morning. It was a very memorable day. It created the farmers... No, it was wrong again. It was the saint who created the world. A new historical era in which the Saint makes a great comeback.

"Hey hey hey——"

Seeing Alice inexplicably making a V-shaped victory gesture towards her, although she already knew what this gesture meant from the adults, it was precisely because of this knowledge that Willas became even more confused. Seeing Alice also moved lightly from Passing by him, she tilted her cute little head, which seemed to be filled with countless little question marks.

This is the difference. Vilas is pure in heart, how can she never guess what happened? If Princess Sanwu had seen this scene, she would probably be able to make a rough guess in an instant, and even roughly simulate something in her mind...

Although confused, Willas was still very happy, because she seemed to be in a good mood when she saw Alice. When she saw others happy, she would also be happy in her heart. This is Willas, in a sense, just like the little ghost, pure and simple And simple character.

"Lena, I'm here. Did you have a good meal yesterday?"

When I entered Lena's room, I still said the same old greeting that has never changed.

"It's delicious. Besides, didn't my brother bring the three meals yesterday and watch me finish them?"

Lena put down the book in her hand, and there was a slight expression of helplessness on her beautiful and peaceful face, which seemed to remain unchanged forever.

"Compared to me, I think my brother is more like the kind of person who skips meals when he loses his temper."

"..."

It’s so easy to complain about, it’s so easy to complain about, it’s almost as good as the little ghost, and it’s impossible to argue with.

If Lena and I stand on the stage and ask the people below to confirm whether I am the brother or Lena is the sister, it is estimated that 99% of the people will point to me, and the remaining 1% will be idiots. If you ask us two siblings again Whoever looks more mature and stable, 99% of them will probably immediately move their fingers in Lena's direction, while the remaining 1% are... Tsk, isn't this nonsense? !

I can't help it, it's not that my current temperament and expression are too good. To put it bluntly, I have also experienced seven years of experience, and have seen countless battles, life and death partings, mournful beards, melancholy eyes, and vicissitudes of face, but there are still some. So little by little, the problem is Lena.

Her quiet temperament is like an orchid in an empty valley, and there is a sense of wisdom and stability in it. It is so buggy that even with cheats and the protagonist's aura, she can't win.

"Okay, let's put it another way, are you hungry now?"

After coughing a few times, in order to preserve my brother's status and dignity, I asked again.

"Well, it seems a little bit, but it doesn't seem like..." Lena tapped her lips, as if she was trying to feel the message from her stomach.

What an ambiguous answer.

But when I thought about it in the blink of an eye, I suddenly remembered that I was questioned by Vilas this morning and ran out in a hurry, without having time for Vilas to prepare Lena's breakfast.

Forget it, there should be a lot of things in the inventory, let me take a look... uh, these breads are for Lar's three strips and Feini, uh-huh, that's right...

I took out a big red apple-shaped fruit - a specialty from the Kurast tropical forest. This is the only royal delicacy designated by the Mermaid Princess. It is delicious and tasteful, luxurious and noble. Now it only costs 998, what are you waiting for? Pick up the phone quickly... By the way, why should I do such a lonely thing as complaining about myself?

So, the book in Lena's hand was replaced by a piece of fruit, and she ate it in small bites. It seemed that she couldn't finish it in less than half an hour. Are all girls so slender and cute when they eat fruit?

The answer is no. There is an example around me - Princess Sanwu. Although she is cute enough, she is not slender at all. She is obviously a noble princess, but she is very fast. I still remember the first time I went to Lu Gaoyin. This Did the little princess come to the door automatically?

Continuing the habit from that time, whenever I have time, I will cut the fruits into small pieces and plan to eat them in an elegant and gentle way. This little princess will immediately hold the teacup and enjoy it. Walking up, at a jaw-dropping speed, the little hands usually hidden in the trumpet-shaped white sleeves with beautiful flowing lines turned into a white shadow in my eyes, and the speed was outrageous, but it also revealed A noble and elegant movement quickly ate away at my loot.

Therefore, if it is confirmed that Princess Sanwu is at home, I don't need to look for her at all. I just take out the fruit, cut it into slices, and place it on the table. Within five seconds, the fish will be caught.

She kept guessing in her mind, and after a while, Lena finally ate the whole fist-sized fruit. Her appetite was very small, and coupled with her slender and weak constitution, it made people feel that if necessary, such a big fruit would... It was enough to keep her alive for a month.

"Going to get fat."

Lena gently held the quilt on her lower abdomen and sighed.

"What's weird? You need to eat more. It's best to become fat and white."

I chuckled, looked Lena up and down, and shook my head. Lena's figure was very slender, not like some frail patients, who were skinny and exposed, but she was definitely not fat, but a sickly slender one. It feels like every inch of skin is just right and beautiful in line with her delicate and frail temperament.

"When will brother leave?"

"Well, it will be soon. If nothing else happens, it will probably be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

I thought about it for a while, and I really didn’t expect that there was anything else to prepare, whether I should bring it or not. Vilas, a good wife and mother, seemed to have already prepared it for me. Even if I say goodbye to Lena now and set off immediately, it would be no problem. .

"No thanks or apologies allowed."

Seeing Lena's silence, I immediately blocked the words that might come out of her mouth.

"Well, I know, I won't say thank you." Lena chuckled.

"..."

The mood is subtly unwilling.

"Brother, come here."

Lena stretched out her little hand to me, and I stretched my head over knowingly.