[Ready for a million dollars ......]

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[Can't do it? Hum! That's your business, you should know, if you call the police, just wait to collect your wife's body! 】

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[Everyone knows that your Sid family has a lot of money, if you want to save your wife and prepare the ransom, uncle, I don't have so much time to play with you! ] 】

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The cold intimidating voice of the kidnappers echoed in my head, and I was stunned and trembled unconsciously. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What, is it still cold?" Noticing my trembling, Sid nervously moved closer and tugged his coat tighter.

The coat smelled of him, and the faint masculine smell surrounded me, and I looked up at his deep eyes silently, but for a moment I didn't know how to react.

This man is Sid......

In the church where the zombies broke out, in the library where all contact with the outside world had been cut off, I sat in the dark, imagining the face behind the name countless times, but I couldn't draw a single line on the blank sheet of paper. Until this moment, until he stood alive in front of him, the warm breath brushed the hair on my forehead, I could feel the warmth in his eyes, I really felt that I knew him, the familiarity buried deep in my heart, with his temperature, a little bit of it appeared in my heart, but for some reason with a little sadness, like sand that I couldn't hold.

"Sid......" my voice trembled.

He leaned down slightly and hugged me, and for a moment, his nose was stained with the characteristic faint mint smell of his body.

The warmth, from his chest, inch by inch, spread to me.

Leaning on his shoulder, I looked at the ceiling, a little distracted.

"I'm here." The boy's slightly deep voice rang in his ears.

"We ...... Married. I asked for no reason.

"Poof." He couldn't help but smile.

I looked at the hair on his ears in confusion, soft and glowing with gold.

"It turns out that you can't wait." Sid's voice was a little teasing.

I was stunned for a few seconds, and then I reacted.

"Only, not yet!" With both hands tugging at his coat, I hurriedly withdrew from his embrace.

The warmth dissipated in the air little by little as the distance between the two of them widened.

Sensing his gaze, I raised my eyes and smiled softly at him.

For a moment, a rush of seeing through my mind came to my heart, and I turned to ignore him. He took a step forward, put his hands on my shoulders, turned me around, and put his right hand around me from behind and walked towards the restaurant.

"Eat." He was gentle and decisive.

Gentlemanly pulling out his chair, Sid pressed my shoulders and sat me down at the table, then a plate of sandwiches was served, and a small glass of hot milk was served, the rich smell of milk spread through the air, and for a moment I realized that I was hungry.

"Drink some hot milk, your stomach is bad all the time." Sid sat down in the seat across from me, with a plate of toast in front of him, and unhurriedly spread some jam on the toast with a knife, and he took a bite of the toast, his gaze falling back on me.

Holding the hot cup in both hands, he leaned closer to the rim.

Take a tentative sip.

It's not hot, but it's warm.

I looked up at Sid, who was chewing on the toast, and he seemed to keep the milk warm until I woke up, not too hot and not cool, just as I could accept. The warm milk slid through the tip of the tongue and mouth, and the empty stomach also warmed up, dispelling the coldness of the body.

"Have you always been so attentive to girls?" I looked at the young man's calm face, curious.

"This young lady, there is a language problem in your sentence, please replace the word 'girl' with 'Vera'." He pretended to be serious.

Amused by his tone, I choked on a mouthful of milk.

"Drink slowly." In his ears, he was a little worried.

Nodding, I slowly finished the small glass of milk.

Putting down the cup, he had already cut the fruit into several small pieces and placed it on the plate in front of me.

Eating the fruit cut by Sid, he was relatively speechless for a while.

I wonder what kind of relationship I have with him now. is obviously not a husband and wife, but he takes care of himself so meticulously, can carefully do every detail for himself, and getting along with him is like falling into a carefully created dream, which makes people reluctant to wake up and reluctant to push it away.

Once, I suspected that the person who hired kidnappers to kill me was Sid.

But......

Looking at the blonde boy in front of me, I fell silent.

Could it really be him......

Such a gentle person......

As I ate the fruit, Sid silently slipped open the large sandwich and divided it for me with a clean knife and fork and placed it on my plate.

"Today we're going to the suburbs for a walk." He looked up at me slightly.

"Suburbs?"

"Didn't you always want to go fishing?" Sid smiled, "I already borrowed a fishing rod and a cart yesterday, and today is a holiday, so we can stay in a small boat all day." ”

I nodded, smiling gratefully.

"Thank you."

"Little fool, thank you for what."

"Sid, it seems that you know everything about me."

"And how are you going to reward me?"

"Hmm...... Reward you with a tomato! ”

"Refuse, don't use tomatoes you don't like to eat."

"Just when I ask you......"

"No, tomatoes are good for the body."

"Bad guys."

"As long as it's for your good, I don't mind getting a little worse."

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The small restaurant, the simple breakfast, the faint warmth, although it was the first time I saw him, but there was no sense of strangeness or defensiveness, as if a long, long time ago, we have been getting along like this, understanding each other, and treating each other gently.

"Ding-dong."

The doorbell interrupted our conversation.

I looked up at the dark door.

"At this point in time, it should be Lille." Sid looked at the clock in the living room.

"Lille?"

"Messenger." He stood up slightly and tapped me lightly on the head.

Not!

I looked at him with my head covered and a little resentment.

"Don't be stupid yesterday and forget everything today." Sid smiled indulgently and got up and walked to the door.

"Ah, wait a minute." I stopped Sid as he walked towards the door, and he stopped and looked back at me.

I gestured to the pajamas I was wearing.

He raised an eyebrow and gestured with his eyes to the toilet at the other end of the living room.

Putting down the knife and fork in my hand, I hurriedly ran through the small living room, towards the door of the toilet, and when I ran past him, I was unexpectedly plotted by him and was patted.

I'll go!

I turned around and covered my ass, glared at him with a "I'll settle accounts with you later" expression, and hid in the bathroom.

Sid laughed.