Chapter 81: Blake Wick
"I... I can't breatheγγγγγ Caesar muttered, frowning and his eyes closed.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his pupils shrank into a black dot in an instant.
He saw that there was not a trace of clouds in the blue sky, and only a yellow leaf remained on the branches above his head and struggled in the breeze. The rustle of the breeze through the branches and the chirping of sparrows.
"A big stone in the chest? Damn Li Jiaming, next time I will let you lie under the stones! Caesar scolded in a low voice, gasping lightly, I don't know if I drank too much, I always felt so stuffy in my chest, I couldn't breathe. He looked down at his chest, feeling that something was pressing down on him.
A pale yellow hair was the first to catch his eye, and when he looked down the hair, he could see a small white face, and the owner of the small face could be seen sleeping soundly, and his saliva was left on Caesar's chest. Looking down, you can see the kid's shabby but clean blue cotton coat, cotton pants, and small cotton boots staring at his thighs.
Caesar smiled crookedly, as if the person with one more child on his body was not himself, he calmly touched the high edible alcohol in his hand and poured a sip, muttering to himself: "I must be really dreaming, maybe Li Jiaming is using my chest to break the boulder outside the dream?" β
He closed his eyes again, and fell asleep again with a serene smile on his face, the liquid still on his lips.
The sparrows were still chirping, and the wind was blowing, but it could not blow the leaves that hung on the treetops.
"Fack!" Caesar opened his eyes again and cursed quietly. What the hell is this, how can I have an extra child on me! Where did this kid come from? Where am I now? A barrage of questions filled Caesar's head, leaving his brain on standby.
He poured another sip of wine into his mouth, although Caesar was more careful in his movements, but after all, he was a bed now, and the person in the bed could not know if the bed did not move? Little Blake frowned and arched over Caesar's body, not opening his eyes, but his mouth made a crying sound. For a child, yesterday's experience made him too tired, so the current situation is not enough for him to wake up, but kid! Even when I sleep, I can cry because of a nightmare.
"Oh God!" Caesar rolled his eyes and sighed, is this a dream of returning to the welfare home? Do you want him to experience what it's like to take care of his younger siblings again? By this time his right arm had healed, he slowed his breathing, tried to smooth out the rise and fall of his chest, and then put his right hand on the child's back and patted it gently. While comforting the child to sleep, Caesar didn't have to pick up the bottle with his left hand and fill his mouth with wine, what the hell is going on!
Perhaps the strength of the wine came up, and Caesar felt his eyelids getting heavier, and then he slept peacefully again, holding the child with his right hand, which had been patting him on the back.
Caesar has now entered a state where he has completely given up struggling, and even his own barely many children are not willing to think about it, and would rather use sleep to escape reality than to deal with this child's affairs, such as sending this child back to him to change back to a big place or something.
One thing to say, although the escape is shameful, it is really cool.
When little Black woke up, he saw that he was actually on a person's body, and he subconsciously wanted to get up from Caesar's body, but his little arms and calves could not lift Caesar's arms on him, but the movement of him getting up woke up Caesar. A bewildered Caesar and Little Black looked at each other.
Tears were accumulating in the latter's eye sockets at a speed visible to the naked eye, Caesar rolled his eyes again, and moved his perspective to the sky, spare me!
"Wow, a No matter how likable a child is, it's not nice to cry! Caesar subconsciously poured wine into his mouth to suppress the shock, which startled little Blake, and he cried even louder.
"Oh God! Can you wait and cry again! Caesar raised his right hand to cover his face with the mask of pain, and the child cried even if he cried to Caesar's chest, and he felt that his heart was about to be shattered by the child's infrasonic cry.
He jerked up, scooped up the child who had been bounced, put it on his lap, touched the wine that was still dry in his mouth, and snorted at little Blake, "Ok! okοΌ Listen to me! Child! Tell me what's your name! β
Little Blake was frightened by Caesar's cry, stopped crying, and looked at Caesar's face in a daze.
Looking at the immature face less than twenty centimeters away from him, Caesar's face twitched, squeezed out a smile that could not be said to be good-looking, and asked in a rounded voice: "Child, what is your name?" β
How can a child of this age be ugly, according to millions of years of human evolution, it has been destined that the juvenile form of human beings must be cute, harmless, and likable. As for whether there are any strange shapes? Yes! In ancient times, such children were generally fed to wolves, but in modern times they were sent to orphanages.
Genes that look too strange can't be passed on!
Little Blake looked at me pitifully, timidly tilted his head, and snorted, "Blake." β
"What? Brooke? β
"It's Blake!" Blake corrected, a little louder than before.
βokοΌ Black! Caesar put his hand on his shoulder and looked down into his eyes, "Tell Uncle why you're here, your mom and dad?" How did they leave you! β
What does a person who is trying to escape from reality do when he is forcibly pulled into reality? He will subconsciously avoid all responsibility.
Caesar was now dumping the boy to someone else, so he could find a place to continue drinking.
Little Black frowned at the smell of Caesar's wine, mainly because Caesar's mouth was too close to his face. The smiling face in front of him was about to wrinkle again, and Caesar couldn't figure out what this kid thought, didn't his parents want him anymore? How could such a bloody thing be encountered by yourself!
In other words, only children can guess what children think!
Little Blake covered his nose with his hands and said in a muffled voice, "It stinks!" "Children can't tell the smell of alcohol, but the problem of this stimulus can be attributed to the olfactory system of smell.
Caesar was obviously stunned for a moment, and subconsciously thought that he had drunk so much that he was incontinent, there was no reason, wasn't he a half-blood? So the question is, can incontinence in front of children be directly reopened? Caesar glared, and before he could think of a way to reopen, he saw little Blake's eyes fall on his mouth, and then he realized that maybe this kid couldn't stand the smell of alcohol on his body, it couldn't be that he drank too much yesterday and became an eight, right?
Caesar pushed little Black out, considering that it was so cold in the morning, he was not going to push the child away.
βokοΌ Black! Is that okay? Can you tell me where your mom and dad are? β
Little Brian whispered, "I don't have mom and dad, I only have Aunt Mary and Sister Ellie. We live together in a big house. β
Eh~~~ The child's words successfully touched the softest part of Caesar's heart, "Do you still have many friends, children?" β
Little Blake nodded, a little at a loss, and didn't dare to look Caesar in the eye.
My God! Don't be so coincidental! This is not the first time Caesar has called out to God the name of his old man.
Caesar squeezed out a smile from his face and said softly, "Can you let Uncle take a look at your clothes?" I'll see if I can send you home! β
Caesar put little Black on the ground, took his shoulders around for a moment, and then he noticed a list of addresses written on the collar behind the child. He turned little Black back, and said with a smile, "See what I found?" You're ready to go home! β
"Huh? Can you take me home? I'll have to apologize to Sister Ellie when I get back, I'm too late to play hide and seek, and they should be in a hurry now! Little Blake worried.
"Of course! Your Ellie sister will forgive you! Caesar touched his head and comforted, and then he subconsciously touched his pocket, wanting to take out his mobile phone and shake it to S.H.I.E.L.D., but unfortunately he felt empty, and he wanted to be snatched away by someone during the bar scuffle yesterday, he didn't even keep his clothes, let alone the mobile phone in his pocket? It is estimated that they are all crumbled to slag.
Caesar frowned, looking at Blake's expectant eyes, he could only smile helplessly, "Okay! Little one, it looks like we're going to be together for a while! β
Little Blake looked at Caesar inexplicably, who was holding the bottle in one hand and holding him in Blake's exclamation with the other, "Let's go out first, and then see if there are any good Samaritans to ride for us!" β
Little Blake stared at Caesar who picked him up with wide eyes, and the latter's unintentional action caused a great shock to the child, and it was the first time he had been held like this. I don't know what's going on, but he seems to be holding this adult with the smell of his head and crying.
"Kid! Are there any other children bullying you at home? β
"Well, yes! Henry is a big badass, he bullies me and Matt all the time! β
"Did your aunts and sisters teach that villain a lesson?"
"My sister and aunt are very busy, and the big bad guy won't let us tell them."
"Then you should sue them even more, so that the big bad guys don't dare to bully you!"
"But γγγγγγγ"
"It's okay if you don't want to say it, it's no big deal!"
"I don't dare, I'm afraid the big bad guys will come to us."
"Haha! Do you want your uncle to teach you a lesson about the big bad guys? β
"Is that okay? Can it really be? Uncle, as long as you don't let him steal our candy, you don't have to beat him! β
"Shall we go and grab his candy!?"
"This... Not good! β
Facing the morning light, dragging a string of black shadows to taste, two figures, one large and one small, gradually disappeared into the golden sunlight.