She laughed softly, her eyes were wet, and transparent tears rolled down: "... Since I was sensible, I have been sleeping in the coffin every night. Until I left that island, I realized that only dead people would sleep in the coffin..."

"...He is just a pervert with a twisted heart! Bastard! Devil! When he is good, he will call me "Yu Ling" in a creepy and gentle voice..."

"...More times, he called me "the evil seed", his eyes were terrifying like a ghost. Many times he went crazy and almost strangled me to death. After that, he would find the best doctor to treat me..."

"A sinful seed..."

The island is full of cold and ruthless devils without any human heart. They use living people to do human experiments, and Ye Bing was once one of them.

In Ye Weilan's memory before she was four years old, the sky was always gray, and the dark clouds that never dissipated over her head were flowing at an eternal speed. It was the eternal night, without the light of the sky. Everyone she had seen had their eyes gray and desperate. In such a cold environment, even death became silent.

Until she saw Ye Bing when she was young.

It was also a child, a little boy with a delicate face, like a doll made of snow jade. With the long eyelashes of paint, the black eyes were flashing with inorganic coldness. She subconsciously felt that this child should not be like this. She tried to get close to him, and everyone on the island called her princess, and no one stopped her, so that became the only fun of her childhood.

She would get up from the coffin every morning and go to find him. Even if he didn't talk to her at all, she could speak with relish. She would always tell him all the interesting things she knew, and she would sing him. That was the only song she had ever heard, because that person often played in the cold room.

Sometimes she couldn't find him, and no one would tell her where he went, so she would wait. Later, the tree on the island became a must-visit place she would go every day except to sleep at night.

Finally one day he appeared again, his face turned paler than before, as thin as ice, as if it would disappear in the next moment. She threw herself into his arms crying and laughing, yelling.

After he was stunned, he said a cold "little idiot".

It was the first time she knew he could talk.

Later, he gradually said more and more. He asked her to call him brother. He told her that the sky outside was blue, the water was clear, the flowers were colorful, and there were many children like her, who would laugh, but her smile was the most beautiful.

Over time, under the tree, it became a paradise for two children. Once, she saw a group of people pouring a cart of corpses into the sea. The dead people's eyes were peaceful and they were relieved.

She shrank into his arms: "Brother, what's wrong with them?"

Xiao Yebing covered her eyes: "They are dead."

"Dead..." The child's eyes were confused.

Xiao Yebing's tone was very light, as soft as the wind: "It's a good thing to die, it won't hurt anymore, it won't hurt anymore."

So, when she was abused by that person again, she ran out crying and shouted to him: "Brother, I want to die so much..."

But his face became extremely ugly, and the hand that grabbed her arm was so strong that it almost crushed her wrist: "Don't die!"

He had never spoken to her in such a fierce tone, and she was so scared that she almost forgot to cry.
Chapter completed!