30《Forgotten Past》

"We were just children, we were sold by the state because of our common feature of being orphans," he said sarcastically.

"They inflicted heavy experimentation and torture on our bodies.

Yet there was you and our friends. Even if every day someone is less and embraces death...

One day the two of you suddenly disappeared.

I thought you and Ayuan were dead.

It was as if my whole world went black instantly.

My body and mind collapsed"

"Ahaha" he chuckled lightly, raising both hands to the side "And the result" he said.

They were the ones who made him addicted to drugs, and they made his life dark.

Always people.

Maybe that's why he wanted to be the devil.

Touching children was therefore taboo.

He loved wealth because he lived in a room full of insects and ate moldy food.

His past, which did not find 100 words to tell, did not last half a second, was actually painful and long.

And the past, which he talks about easily now, was the main factor affecting his whole life.

However, how it was explained easily and briefly. It's like telling a story.

But Shura now remembers.

When he was a child, his body was given an overdose of drugs, his body was shaking like a malaria patient...

to beg...

her crying...

their pain...

He remembers them all. But she doesn't feel anything. As if it's not his own life. Yes, his current state is different from his former innocence.

Blame?

He doesn't blame anyone.

This is life.

He came here not to suffer, but to have fun. He will do what he wants and live as he wishes. Because he took what is called revenge from them in the most miserable way.

He carved his torture into his bones.

with pleasure.

Therefore, he doesn't care, he doesn't really care, and he doesn't feel anything.

He would even forget in two minutes. After all, he had a nature to forget unimportant things.

This issue is no longer relevant.

He's happy with the way he is.

"So don't blame me for drugs or anything. I don't use it anymore"

Especially looking at her mother, she said that she would not eat slippers when she got home.

The pain of his pulled ear is still there after all. He has a mother with heavy hands.

She sipped her drink and eased her dry throat. """"is a thing of the past, I'll probably forget it by tomorrow. Seriously worthless past" he sighed and stared at the smoke.

Two smokes, one happy, the other crazy and sad indicate the future.

"Well, be gentle when you beat me up if I go crazy, mom," said Shura, trying to make a mangled voice.

When he returned to Leina, he saw that he was already crying. She was shocked and quickly stood up, "Why are you crying?!" said.

She stood up and hugged him. "It's over," she said, patting her back.

This shocked Shura.

His heart trembled.

Even though her eyes were teary, she stubbornly put a mocking smile on her face and hugged her mother even though she said "I forgot, where did you stay yet".

Inhaling her scent, Anne realized that she had already seen these people as treasures.

She cursed herself.

Shura, reckless, ruthless, lonely and dangerous, is gone. His replacement was a Shura that they valued now.

Emotions were powerlessness.

Damn it, he said to such weakness.

What he saw as weak gave him strength now.

And now he realized another truth.

Her...

He has a family.

This is his family, not anyone else's.

-To be continued-