The Yin Hong that impressed Xing Tianyi in the Ant Kingdom in the morning always lingered in his heart.

……

"Didi—"

At 12 a.m., Century City closes.

There was no sound in the quiet mall, but only a small black shadow shuttled through it neatly, running directly out of Century City from the escape route.

The little boy dressed in white still had a touch of bright red on his cheeks, and he should have an innocent face, but he was only indifferent and emotionless.

The little boy looked at the cold surroundings and the dark night without people, and was slightly silent.

"I can't believe that the staff of the Ant Kingdom still have child labor."

――？！

A lazy voice behind him made the little boy suddenly alert.

Turning around suddenly, the little boy clenched his hands into fists, and his whole body was full of vigilance.

Xing Yi looked at the little boy in front of him, and the federal badge on his clothes made a trace of surprise flash in his eyes again.

Sure enough, he was right to pay attention, it seems that the "ghost" that Xiao Jue and Ming Ming saw during the day was the little boy in front of them.

This is not the first time Xingyi has seen him, and the last time he didn't remember to ask him, the little boy ran away in a panic.

Obviously, those people didn't catch the little guy.

The federal military insignia on his clothes made Xing Yi feel that this little boy was not an ordinary person.

The figures, one big and one small, faced each other for a while, and Xing Yi smiled lightly and walked towards the little boy.

As soon as his hand touched the little boy's shoulder, the little boy suddenly slapped his hand away in disgust.

- Smack!

With a gloomy little face, the little boy's voice was cold: "...... Fuck off!"

He~ The tone is quite domineering.

"What's the matter with the blood on your clothes?"

「…… It's none of your business."

"This is not a primitive society, this is not the age of eating raw meat."

Xingyi noticed a piece of pigeon feathers on the little boy's shoulder, which was stuck to the blood.

He took out a cocoa bread from his pocket, threw it to the little boy, and then sat down on the road and smoked alone.

The little boy was slightly surprised by his actions, looking at the soft and sweet bread in his hand, the little boy was indeed hungry, and opened the bag directly and ate it.

Indeed, it was better than everything he had ever eaten.

"Eat slowly, I've got Coke here."

A child is a child, Xing Yi threw him a bottle of Coke again, and the little boy was stunned again, and directly twisted the cap and drank it.

However, just after taking a sip and spitting it out, what the hell is this, spicy and pungent, although a little sweet.

"Hey, don't waste it if you don't like it, I paid for it."

「……」

The little boy looked at the man in front of him, and the vigilance on his body still hadn't faded.

"Looks like you're homeless now." Xingyi slowly took a puff of cigarette, threw it on the ground and trampled it out with his foot: "It's a big night, if you run around outside like this, you will be caught by the bad guys."

"......" the little boy deepened his vigilance again.

"If you don't mind, go sleep at my house today."

「……」

"By the way, I have a lot of cocoa bread at home."

There was obvious hesitation on the little boy's face, and he was silent for a while, although the little boy still did not let his guard down against him, he kept his distance and followed behind the first sentence.

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