Chapter 159: Rely on me for your life

"Like amber, it's translucent and crystal clear, it's fascinating, it's a great collector's item." The corners of Yan Bai's lips raised a smile, her eyes were crooked, her smile looked warm and cute, but the depths of her eyes were thick and could not be dissolved, cold and ruthless, her hands gently stroked both sides of Ji Baimo's eye sockets, and felt the little boy's eyelashes sweeping around on her fingertips like a brush, her eyes seemed to be looking at a precious collection, or rather, because of these eyes similar to someone in her memory, she had a strong interest and wanted to get closer.

At this moment, the little boy stabbed Yan Bai with the thing in his hand, Yan Bai's eyes moved slightly, and he expected it in advance, and reached out to grab the sharp rusty iron.

......The little boy's body was weak and had no strength at all, Yan Bai just grabbed it lightly, and the rusty iron in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, rolling down into the distance.

The little boy is like a fried cat, squinting at Yan Bai with peach blossom eyes, his amber pupils are imprinted with Yan Bai's appearance, he seems to have a strong sense of vigilance against everyone, pursing his lips, his short black hair is wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead, looking a little embarrassed, a little different from the gloomy and calm of his age, as if thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

"You're embarrassed." Yan Bai didn't seem to see it, he still had a smile on his face, tilted his head slightly, stared at the little boy with dark eyes, and glanced at the little boy's legs out of the corner of his eye.

"On New Year's Eve, you're homeless."

"You're an abandon."

"Abandoned by everyone."

Her dark eyes seem to be able to see through all the disguises of people, and every word she says seems to be able to penetrate the deepest part of people's hearts, and she uses a gentle and sweet tone to say the most cruel words.

"Right?" Yan Bai looked at the little boy with a smile, and his soft voice seemed to have a strange demagogy.

The little boy lying on the ground, his eyes were gloomy, his hands were clenched tightly, his lips were pursed, his face was stubborn, the blood on his forehead flowed down, dripping on the ground, the surroundings were quiet and weird, and even the sound of fireworks disappeared.

"So what." The little boy's voice was hoarse, and he looked up at Yan Bai, his amber pupils were extremely dim, and there was no light at all.

"Me too." Yan Bai listened to the little boy's words, she approached the little boy's face, blinked her eyes, and whispered in the little boy's ear.

"Everyone is at home for the New Year, but I'm homeless."

"We're all abandoned......"

"So ......"

Yan Bai said this, paused, she stood up, looked at the little boy lying on the ground, the corners of her lips rose, her smile was warm and bright, as if she could corrode away all the darkness, she stretched out her hand to the little boy, her voice was soft and beautiful, and she spoke.

"Depend on me for your life~"

The little boy looked up at Yan Bai, looking at the hand in front of him and the owner of this hand, the fireworks around him bloomed brilliantly again, illuminating the surroundings brightly, and his amber eyes seemed to be filled with brilliance, little by little.

Are we dependent on each other......

The hand in front of him gave him the illusion that as long as he grabbed this hand, he could be redeemed from hell little by little.