172. Uncle, sing a lullaby to listen
readx; In the evening, the uncle had drawn the curtains tightly before leaving, but now the light outside was completely blocked, and the interior was pitch black. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Ye Zhixia rubbed her eyes vigorously, trying to improve her night vision, but even the uncle, who was less than twenty centimeters away from her, could only see a vague outline.
"Maybe it's a power outage." The man calmly withdrew his hand that pressed the switch of the wall light, and said to her gently, "The black light is blind, don't move and lie down obediently." ”
"I know that this small clinic is unreliable, it won't be that he is too poor to pay the electricity bill and was forced to cut off the power, right?" You must know that she was just a little bit, almost able to see the uncle's face. This power break does not stop early or night, but it stopped at the most critical moment! It's really infuriating!
Imagining her cute appearance of pouting and staring now, Yin Mochen hooked the corners of her mouth, and her tone of voice couldn't help but be a little doting: "At this point in time, where are there still patients like you who don't sleep?" ”
"But I can't sleep!" Ye Zhixia flattened the corners of her mouth, and did not peek into the uncle's true face, although she was a little disappointed, she was not discouraged. Anyway, she missed today and tomorrow, and she had time!
Under the covers, she drilled like a restless caterpillar until she reached the man.
"Watch out for the wound on your back." This girl really couldn't be quiet for a while, and he was afraid that he would touch her injury, so he could only let her pull her two arms over and half lie in his arms.
"I know, it's fine." As Dr. Qiao said, although her injuries looked hideous and terrifying, none of them hurt her muscles and bones, so as long as she gritted her teeth and endured the initial pain, there was really no big problem.
Ye Zhixia raised her little face and looked at him, although she couldn't see anything clearly in the dark, she felt that as long as she leaned on him and smelled the warm breath on his body, it was very warm and satisfying: "Uncle, can you sing me a lullaby before going to bed?" ”
Yin Mochen was abandoned by his biological mother in the welfare home since he was a child, because of the different skin colors, the group of white and black children in the welfare home always teamed up with the same group of children to exclude him. The period of living in the welfare home was the lowest ebb and darkest of his life.
At that time, he was also the age when he should have listened to lullabies in his mother's arms, but he had already learned to fight with others, trying to make himself strong, and never be bullied again!
Later, he met Shen Xiaotian, and from that time on, he knew that he couldn't just rely on his hands to make himself stronger, but also on his brain. So, he began to study hard to make himself the best.
Shen Xiaotian really treated him differently, and even handed over the treasure box containing the dragon totem to him for safekeeping.
Under the special training of the boss of the Blue Dragon Society, he gradually learned to shoot and kill people.
How could he, with his hands covered in blood, sing a lullaby?
The man's mind slipped through the scenes from when he was beaten when he was a child with a blue nose and swollen face to the scene of raising a gun and killing people when he was a teenager, and he was silent for a while before he replied lightly: "I won't." ”
"Then why don't I sing you a lullaby!" Ye Zhixia seemed to be very interested, thought for a moment, turned his little face and asked him, "Uncle, what song do you want to hear?" ”
Yin Mochen didn't want to ruin her fun, touched her hairy head, and replied with a light smile: "It's okay." ”