From the pampered children to their teens, they always can't tell the difference between viciousness and banter.

Everyone giggled, the stones in their hands kept smashing towards the shrunken figure, and the crisp voice of a child in their mouths spat out hurtful words.

"Look~ this fool, let's kill him......"

"Do you think he looks like a dog?"

"Like ...... Haha~"

Malicious intent came at the world.

On a June day, the baby's face, a second before the sunny day, a gust of wind came and raindrops drifted.

"It's raining, it's a disappointment!"

Several children held one hand above their heads to try to block the falling raindrops, and the other hand was still holding a stone.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the leading child took the stone and threw it over, and everyone walked away, "I warn you, next time you help Xu Chaoyang, we will kill you!" ”

Qingruo walked in from the intersection of the alley with an umbrella.

The alley is dirty, many garbage bags are scattered, and all kinds of garbage inside are weirdly disgusting in the rain.

The small figure curled up by the wall, his hands around his knees, and his knees with some dirty hair, unable to see his face and expression.

His trousers were short, and he shrunk into the ground with a large section of his calves exposed, skinny and skinny, with bruises on his dark skin, and bright red wounds that had not yet formed scars.

The nails are a little long, the nails are black, and there are many wounds on the fingers.

Qingruo squatted down, ignoring the water-stained skirt that had fallen to the ground, and cautiously reached out to touch him.

He stopped halfway through and whispered, "Are you okay?" ”

The shrunken figure shuddered and lifted its head from its knees.

The swarthy little face is a little frighteningly thin, and it is even more lined with a pair of big black eyes that are clear and deep.

There are also some injuries on the face, but there is no Yan zhòng on the legs.

Pursing his lips tightly, his gaze was defensive and cold. Even with the bloody feeling of the beast being violated on its territory.

Qingruo carried an umbrella to cover the rain above the two of them, and the powder blue umbrella brought out a light blue light, she turned her head and smiled cleanly and warmly, took out her handkerchief printed with a little rabbit and handed it over, the voice was the sweetness of a little girl, "Your face is dirty, wipe it." ”

Xu Nianyang just looked at her and didn't move.

Qingruo still looked innocent and clean as a little girl, and she held a handkerchief close to his cheek.

Xu Nianyang's body tensed, like an injured little beast that would use its last strength to jump up and bite at any time.

His cheeks were stained with unknown dirt, his soft and silky handkerchief streaked across his face, his gaze dropping slightly, and his white handkerchief stained with dirt.

The little girl on the other side seemed to not see, still smiling sweetly like sugar, stuffing the handkerchief back into the small bag she was carrying, putting a finger on the side of her mouth, and blinking her big bright eyes, "My name is Qingruo, what is your name?" Can we be friends? ”

Friend? Xu Nianyang lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth sarcastically.

He was stoned by a few children just now, and now his head and body are a little painful, his eyes fall on his scarred calves, the rain on the ground has soaked his pants, cool against his body, even cooler is his stomach, I don't know how long he hasn't eaten, hunger spreads wantonly in his blood with a biting coldness.

The throat was also very painful, Xu Nianyang swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva to moisten his throat, and his voice was still hoarse like an old man, "I'm hungry, give me food"

Friends? Friends aren't just for use.

The little girl on the other side was stunned for a moment, and then opened her mouth into a small circle in some surprise.

Xu Nianyang's gaze moved to her white and slender neck and pulled the corners of her mouth.

"I don't have it~" Her voice was a little sad, but immediately full of vitality, "I have money, I'll buy it for you." He stood up on his own.

The rain on the umbrella surface fell loudly, and Qingruo walked out with the umbrella, walked two steps and turned back. With a bright smile, he squatted down and stuffed the umbrella into his hand, "You bring the umbrella, wait for me!" ”

Without waiting for Xu Nianyang to speak, he had already carried his little skirt and ran into the rain.

There was still a warm smell on the handle, the temperature of her palm.

Xu Nianyang squinted and watched the little pink figure run farther and farther, and the coldness in his eyes flashed.

He moved his legs and stood up against the wall behind him, the water dropping from his pants ticking to the same rhythm as the rain.

originally wanted to leave, but his eyes touched the small powder blue umbrella in his hand, Xu Nianyang pulled the corners of his mouth, friend? Something fresh, can wait a little longer.

Outside the alley is a residential area, there are shops under each building, Qingruo's pigtails on both sides have been wet by the rain, wet and sticking to the head, skirts are also *, there are more than ten pocket money in the small bag, Qingruo didn't buy bread or anything like that, all he bought were snacks, and the most hungry bought chocolates.

She is only nine years old now, so it is relatively normal to buy snacks.

Xu Nianyang, the illegitimate son of the current head of the Zhang family, was abandoned by his mother just after birth.

Xu Nianyang's current parents, that is, the Xu family and his wife, had no children at that time, so they picked him up for good intentions and came back for adoption.

When Xu Nianyang was four years old, the Xu family and his wife gave birth to their own child, Xu Chaoyang.

Since then, Xu Nianyang's status in the family has been reduced to a servant.

The Xu family and his wife were about to be forty years old before they had Xu Chaoyang, which was simply obedient, and Xu's mother was dismissed by the unit when Xu Chaoyang was three years old, the Xu family's family conditions were not as good as before, and Xu Nianyang's life was even more miserable.

Xu Nianyang was recognized by the head of the Zhang family until he was eighteen years old, and it was just a pit jumping from one pit to another.

Because the Zhang family was engaged in biopharmaceutical work, they did a lot of shady things at that time, and the Zhang family recognized him so that he could help the heir of the Zhang family at that time.

Xu Nianyang spent three years in prison and was bailed out of prison by an organization that had a grudge against the head of the Zhang family.

Xu Nianyang began to live as a tool from then on, and then became the head of the Zhang family, and the century-old foundation of the Zhang family was completely destroyed by him.

However, these are not the point, the point is that Xu Nianyang is a genius, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is God's favorite in biopharmaceuticals.

After he became the head of the Zhang family, his biological mother came to him, Xu Nianyang had always longed for family affection and left his mother. As a result, his mother later got married and had another child, and the purpose of coming to him was only for the foundation of the Zhang family.

Xu Nianyang was completely blackened, from anti-social to anti-human, creating a zombie virus.

Overnight, the world was turned upside down.

Fortunately, Xu Nianyang is only thirteen years old now.

Qingruo ran back and sorted out the plot in his mind, fortunately, it was still in time.

Running back to the alley, Xu Nianyang had already stood up, holding her umbrella against the wall. The thirteen-year-old boy actually looked like he was only □□ years old.

Qingruo didn't feel good in her heart, she was a little disgusted before taking this task, a person who created a zombie virus was so frustrated, but when she saw Xu Nianyang, she only felt a pity, if there was no good guidance from the past, he would definitely develop a lot of drugs that are beneficial to human beings.

Qingruo was wearing small leather shoes, holding the snacks she bought, and ran to him all the way through the water.

Xu Nianyang is not yet clear.

Qingruo stood slightly bent on his knees, making him a little taller than himself. She was wearing a one-piece tutu, and she couldn't see it at all when she shrunk her legs.

The rain on her face had drenched her hair and stuck to her cheeks, but the little girl was still smiling sweetly and warmly, and her arms were full of hugs, "Eat quickly." "The voice was silly.

Xu Nianyang's eyes slid from her face to the things she was holding in her arms, all of which were snacks, and she only saw that chocolate could make her hungry.

Reach out and take everything from her embrace.

The little girl didn't feel preyed at all, so she obediently let him take it, and took the umbrella herself and propped it up on top of the two of them.

The umbrella was a little small, and the little girl took a small step towards him, and the distance between the two people was indented, just under the umbrella.

Xu Nianyang tore open the packaging bag of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, Qingruo's eyes were astringent, and he pouted in a child's relaxed tone, "You slow down, I won't rob you, what should I do if I choke?" ”

What to do? Xu Nianyang ignored her and stuffed things into his mouth vigorously.

The ticking rain curtain fell from the edge of the umbrella, and it was clear that his whole body was soaked, and Xu Nianyang was not much better.

He was busy stuffing something into his mouth, looking at him with big clear eyes.

On a June day, there was a slight crack in the skin under his eye sockets.

Everything Xu Nianyang stuffed into his stomach, and the taste of a lot of snacks was mixed in his mouth, sweet, salty, spicy, and his stomach was a little slow to react after being hungry for a long time, and there was no discomfort.

The bags were all thrown at your feet, or swept away by the wind, or wet by the rain and stuck to the ground.

His gaze was flat enough to see her eyes.

He spoke, his voice tearing and seeming to carry the traces of the north wind, "Xu Nianyang, my name." ”

Qingruo smiled sweetly, raised her hand to brush away the hair on her forehead, and the conditioned reflex of her body shrank when a gust of wind blew.

Xu Nianyang saw it, but he didn't see it.

On such a rainy day, dressed in soaked clothes, standing in a dirty alley, there is a fresh little thing opposite.

She spoke softly, "Are you still hungry?" ”

Xu Nianyang looked at her eyes that were as clean as diamonds and nodded.

Qingruo pouted lightly, the child's reaction was direct and undisguised, and he shrugged his little eyebrows and lowered his head to take out a carton of milk from his small bag and handed it to him, "Then you can drink it." ”

The fingers were clenched tightly, and the arm was only stretched out a little, obviously reluctant.

Xu Nianyang pulled the corners of his mouth, directly reached over and took it vigorously, and didn't even give her the hesitation to struggle.

The little girl looked at him with her mouth pursed, her eyebrows and facial features were delicate and delicate like a small flower bone, and she had already revealed a faint fragrance before it opened.

Xu Nianyang looked down at the milk in her palm, strawberry-flavored, no wonder she was so reluctant.

Qingruo's glutinous voice carried a little grievance, "You drink it, strawberry flavored, it's delicious, my mother only lets me drink it once a week." ”

Xu Nianyang poked open the straw and put it in his mouth, and sucked it in a big gulp.

The milk that the child drank was originally in a small bottle, and he intended it, but he had already drunk it in a few seconds, and threw the empty box aside. The little girl's gaze followed the parabola of the box to the ground not far away, grunted, and swallowed.

Turning his head and pulling his already soaked pigtail with one hand, his voice was soft and glutinous with reluctance, and his smile was dry and pitiful, "You drank so fast." ”

Xu Nianyang finally smiled.

He smiled very lightly, as if there was nothing, a dark and emaciated little face didn't seem to have any curvature, but his deep inky eyes were slightly bent, and the cold and depressed aura around him opened a small opening, allowing Qingruo to enter.

The black hand was directly attached to Qingruo's forehead, and he stroked her wet hair, and his fingers touched her forehead, as if only through the other party's skin, and his finger bones directly rubbed against her forehead skull.

"Qingruo, we're friends, don't forget jì know?"

**

Don't forget the jì.

Otherwise...... Ruined miè.

- [Black Box]