The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Ji Li hated his tentacles.

Of all the children in the Ji family, his mental body is the strangest.

Among the various mental bodies, furry animals are the most common, followed by birds, and occasionally aquatic animals.

But no one has a spiritual body like him, not even a complete animal, but many tentacles, lurking in his shadow. They are like the severed limbs of a deep-sea monster. When they emerge from a dark shadow, they will always give people a dark and strange feeling.

At that time, he could not completely control his tentacles. These little guys always exposed his mind. When he was happy, he swayed behind him, and when he was upset, he patted behind him. When he met someone close to him, he would go eagerly. Pat the other person on the shoulder.

But when the mother is still there, no one thinks there is anything wrong with such a mental body.

They admired his looks, marveled at his tentacles, preached his talents, and held him like a round balloon that didn't know the so-called, floating around, like a swan raising his neck wherever he went, so arrogant.

When Ji Li said this, Rong Yu put his arms around his neck and smiled lazily: "How old were you then?"

Ji Li was silent for a while: "Six or seven years old."

Rong Yu asked in a low voice: "Then your tentacle is also very small?"

"Is Xiao Guai like Xiao Jiu back then?"

When he thought of a mini Ji Li with three or five more miniature tentacles, he couldn't help but want to hug Ji Li and play two rolls.

Ji Li asked with a cold face, "Do you want to listen?"

Obviously he begged him to speak, but after listening, he just paid attention to the tentacles.

Who is his boyfriend anyway?

Rong Yu immediately squeezed his shoulders and hammered his legs, "Listen and listen, you continue to talk about tentacles... No, talk about you."

Ji Li gave him a ferocious look.

He knew that his boyfriend was a walking atmosphere destroyer.

But he was indeed not so depressed. He hugged Rong Yu tightly, organized a brief wording and said: "After...some changes happened, I heard the truth behind them."

"At that time, I did it."

His father was absent all year round, but his mother was cold and strong and protected him well.

Naturally, when his mother is not by his side, he will hear other voices.

Voices from other people in the Ji family.

"His mental body is clearly crippled and ugly to death. When I saw it, my scalp numb."

"You look at him smug, stupid."

"He himself couldn't control his mental body, he suddenly came to me last time and I almost vomited."

Such a gap made him depressed day by day, and the blood of the royal family allowed him to still be able to pretend to be an arrogant and empty air, but he wondered whether others had different faces behind him.

People are so weird. Once they fall, there are hundreds of good words, but they are no match for the ugly and stupid one. He often peeks at his little tentacles in the mirror, trying to change their color to make them look better.

Even his kindness became weird and distorted. Whenever he wanted to reach out to someone, he couldn't consciously think about whether he looked more like an idiot, and whether it made someone feel uncomfortable.

Sometimes he thinks, if the mother came back sooner, he might be able to ask if it was really that ugly and stupid—the mother would definitely say no.

Until he heard a cruel truth.

The children of the Ji family sneered at him triumphantly: "The princess will not be back."

The eldest princess was originally a lunatic who lost control of her innate mental power, leading to infinite expansion.

Her mental power is unmatched, but the human body has its limits, and the mental power that cannot continue to be loaded will continue to run away or even backlash.

Marriage with the Ji family is her last resort. The purpose is to blend mental powers, to split the spiritual body and transfer mental powers, thereby saving her own life.

For this plan, the Ji family contributed a soft rice master with only a skin, in exchange for the help of the princess. Who knew that the princess’s mental power expanded too fast, and when performing the task, she lost control of her mental power and died in an accident. Jiali.

But Ji Li was just an accident when the princess lost control.

He inherited his father's perfect face.

Inherited the princess's crazy spiritual power.

It grew out of that incomplete mental body.

In the end it will only become a beautiful lunatic.

The children heard the adult's conversation from nowhere, and told him one by one, with mockery on their faces.

When he heard this, he lost his mind.

When he woke up, he and the kid who laughed at him were lying in the treatment cabin with blood stains on his tentacles.

He only knew then that what they said was true.

His mental power is out of control and is different from Rong Yu's madness.

When Rong Yu went crazy, it was more like a pool of boiling water, which would release extraordinary heat. But he was out of control, but he was using a small pond to try to bloom a piece of ocean.

When he lost his mind, the ocean raised waves, his tentacles obeyed his instincts, and he became a complete monster.

"After that, I have been here." Ji Li said lightly.

He was kept here by his biological father.

There are more reasons for this. For example, he wants to control the independent investigation department left by the princess, and wants to regain the power of the princess. Then his own son is the biggest obstacle, unrealistic ambitions, mixed with more power considerations. , And finally made him a prisoner in the deep sea.

But Ji Li at that time did not understand this.

His mother didn't have more time for him, he was too ignorant and too at a loss.

He will only use three days to pull his tentacles out of the shadows and cut them off one by one.

The knife was sharp, but he still did it very hard, so much pain that his lips were bitten by himself, and his mouth was full of salty blood.

The severed tentacles slumped lifelessly on the ground, gradually turning into a puddle of ordinary liquid.

But the ugly tentacles finally left him, and he wouldn't hurt others because of losing control.

He hurriedly wrote a message to his father and elders.

I hope they can know that they are harmless and ordinary, and I hope they can let themselves out.

He wrote that he hates it here.

The bottom is cold, only him and the robot.

He seemed to be dead.

But no one responded to him.

Only one week.

He saw the swagger and pointed tentacles in his shadow again.

But the tentacles shrank in the shadows shivering, and their sense of self-protection made them want to hide deeper.

Ji Li picked up the knife again: "Come out."

The little tentacles did not move.

"Come out!" Ji Li whispered coldly at his tentacles.

The tentacle couldn't defy the body, and got out of the shadow aggrieved.

They became small and cowardly.

Just like him.

Ji Li raised the knife.

Trembled for a long time.

Finally, the circles under his eyes turned red, and he threw the knife aside dejectedly.

a week has passed.

No one responded to his message.

Ji Li closed his eyes.

He buried his face in Rong Yu's neck, pretending to have forgotten about it, and said perfunctorily, "Then he was locked up here until he was fourteen."

Rong Yu asked in a low voice, "Then the tentacle cut in your diary..."

"It's scribbled." Ji Li muttered, "Maybe adolescence is rebellious and I have forgotten it."

He has spoken enough today.

He hates to talk, he can now distinguish the meaning behind the eyes of others, and he is no longer dumb enough to cut off his tentacles because of a word or two of others.

Those who have made him sad have already dared not say anything more, and they will salute him respectfully with a smile.

He has long since become a tree with roots, and will no longer be swayed by anyone's evaluation. He is said to be arrogant, but he will readily accept it.

Therefore, everything can be regarded as non-existent.

He is not a weak person.

Especially in front of Rong Yu, he shouldn't be a weak lover.

Rong Yu has experienced more scars than him.

Ji Li hugged Rong Yu tighter: "It's all a long time ago, and there was nothing originally, it's all you have to ask."

"No one dares to insult me ​​lightly, no one can instigate me, they don't like me, they dare not hurt me..." he said flatly, "probably not worth mentioning compared to the arena."

He said this in a low voice, but suddenly his eyes widened.

Rong Yu seemed to be kissing the tips of his hair lightly and then kissing his eyelashes.

The brown eyes stared at him steadily.

"Sad is not for comparison." Rong Yu said softly.

"I'm not sad." Ji Li's voice was hard.

Rong Yu felt the warmth in his neck.

The young master must not want him to cry at this moment.

He smiled and murmured over: "Ji Li, I feel so sorry for your tentacles... You can give it to me if you don't need it."

Think about these little cuties entangled in her body, they were cut off by Ji Li himself.

Rong Yu felt heartache like a knife.

Then he was bitten fiercely by the young master.

"You feel sorry for the wrong person."

Ji Li said coldly.