Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Chapter 285 The Origin of Bad Kids (6)

"If you think telling me can alleviate your sins, then you don't have to," Carly said to Star, like a slap in the face and a sweet date.

"Because some things grow up with you, and then gradually they become less and less important to you," said Carly.

Then Carly sat next to Star and said, "So the feeling you have now is just because you suddenly realized that the disappearance of life is not good, that's all."

Carly's words were naturally the same as those of Latten and the others, all meant to prevent Star from asking what his mother was and why he didn't have it.

So if you want to avoid a correct answer, you have to lead him in a new direction, preferably one that is not too wrong.

As Star grows older, he will eventually understand that the destructive power of memories depends on how much you care about them when you recall them.

"So, it's no big deal?" Star asked. In his eyes, his brother would never lie to him, because his words were always similar to those of Latten and the others.

Think about a person who is deceived by a group of people. He is still a child and cannot distinguish right from wrong. Right and wrong are like judgment questions.

"Yeah, it's no big deal" Carly nodded.

"Will I be heartbroken again when the next maid disappears?" Star asked.

This question is difficult to answer.

Because, it is not certain that he will do so, after all, this is only this time among so many times. It is also not certain that he will not do so, what if what Star understands is life?

So for vague questions, vague answers are the best way to deal with them.

"You will understand it slowly, it depends on your heart," said Carly.

"My? Heart?" Star said, placing his left hand on his chest. "Here?"

"Yes," Carly nodded.

"If you have finished asking questions, go back to your room and rest," Carly urged. He was a little sleepy now.

"Well, goodbye, brother," said Star and walked outside.

Star walked on a secluded path where there were always lanterns hanging and they were always lit at night. At night, these lights would illuminate Star's way back.

Star walked to a garden alone. There was a seat tied with ropes under a big tree. It would be pushed by the force and would keep shaking for a while due to inertia.

Star came in front of it. This time it didn't seem very tall. Star remembered that he had to be carried up by others when he wanted to climb up.

My relationship with Tara was so good at that time.

This time, Star turned around and jumped on tiptoe to sit down.

The seat was shaking slightly. Sita was sitting on it. He felt empty inside. He knew something was missing, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Everyone who cares about him says the same thing, like he'll understand when he grows up, it's nothing, it's not Star's fault, etc.

However, Star always felt that he was treated like a child, and everyone treated him as a little kid who could understand what they said.

"But, but, they are still hiding something from me. They must have made some joint plans in private, but why?" Star looked down at his shaking feet and asked himself.

Star asked why again, this time he was asking himself, but he couldn't answer this question. He had everything, but still felt empty.

The seats also stopped quietly, and the leisure time seemed to be over.

Star jumped down from his chair and sat alone on the grass in the garden.

The grass on the lawn is very short, so short that the only thing that shows is its green color.

Star lay quietly on the lawn alone. At this moment, he was very calm because he knew that this was not a game of hide-and-seek and there was no need to be on guard against anyone.

Star was lying on the lawn, his eyes fixed on the sky. The sky was dark, and all he saw was the moon, which was as lonely as he was.

Star stretched out his right hand and wanted to touch the moon in the sky, but after stretching out his hand, he could only touch it visually.

It's like him, Star. If they guide him properly, he would be able to understand a lot of things, but it's like everyone is colluding to deceive him.

Star closed his eyes, and his right hand slammed down from his chest onto the grass.

bang~

A brief pain surged in Star's right hand, but he still closed his eyes, his mind thinking about the girl he met in the afternoon.

However, he remembered what happened at that time, but could no longer imagine her face. He only knew that she was amazing.

Star just fell asleep quietly.

Lai Duon, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and walked over to look at Sta.

Looking at Star's chest rising and falling, I was sure that he was just sleeping.

When Star woke up the next day, he jumped out of bed. Sleeping in the garden yesterday seemed like a real dream to him.

Star walked to the door, and as expected, a maid was there for him. However, this maid looked very ordinary, with no special features on her face, perhaps because she kept her head down.

But this time, Sita gradually became much more obedient. He went to study on time, but his practice remained the same as before, as if he was born not to like violence.

The reason why Star became obedient was that, for him, it was because he respected life. Those maids who died for him, the last one, should be the last one.

That is Noqi. In Star's heart, Star wanted her to be the last maid who sacrificed for him, so he slowly changed. As for the real reason, Star couldn't figure it out and it was very vague.

Star's obedience also made Latton and Tara feel very abnormal, just like a little kid who did bad things every day, but gradually started reading books he had never touched before.

Lai Duon also looked for Carly for this reason, and learned from her that it had nothing to do with him, and he still said the same thing as before.

However, how could a stubborn child grow up overnight? If Star had not still refused to practice, Lai Duien would have suspected that Star had been replaced.

Lai Duon observed Sta, and found that Sta had become much more polite. At least, Sta no longer deliberately made things difficult for the maid like he used to.

At the same time, Star also became particularly eager to practice calligraphy, but the condition was that Ledoen had to be there.

Perhaps only the future Star will understand that he did this just to find another feeling.

After writing that kind of thing, I can go to the old corridor with excitement to verify whether Noqi is still there.

Needless to say, the ending is that it will no longer be Nochi who will be there, but only other maids. It is as if Nochi is really dead and will never appear again.