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"Yeah." Cheng Che raised his eyes to look at Xing, and imitated what he remembered. He put his palm on Huo Huo's head and rubbed it gently, and whispered: "It's a bit similar, but not similar. I don't know if curing my big mouth can cure a little girl."
Little boys can grow up through falling and beating, but Huo Huo, the little fox girl...
I can't bring myself to do it...
Chapter 462 I suddenly let it go.
The illusion was completely silent, with only the sound of a little girl sobbing softly floating in it.
Several girls sat around Huo Huo with their hands on their cheeks, all with the same helpless look on their faces.
They tried many ways, but in the end they couldn't help Huo Huo get out of the sadness that was magnified by Sui Yang. It seemed that she had been led into extreme sadness by Sui Yang and turned a deaf ear to all voices from the outside world.
Cheng Che sat on the wooden box, put his palm on Huo Huo's head and applied a little force. After thinking for a while, he bent down and looked into Huo Huo's eyes, "Huo Huo, listen to me."
As soon as the words fell, the gray-haired girl sat up straight, her eyes full of disbelief.
She is familiar with this rhetoric!!!
In the face of Xing's wide-open eyes, Huo Huo raised her head in a daze, and looked into Cheng Che's eyes with a pair of tearful eyes. Although she was still dazed and full of sadness, she showed a slight reaction.
star:!!!
mom!
Someone is stealing your skills!
"A glowing tail is so cool." Cheng Che had no expression on his face. The corners of his mouth drooped down and he looked very calm, but his voice was a little gentle at this time. "If I had a tail, I would definitely turn it around a hundred or eighty times in front of my friends to show off, and show off in a tone that deserves a beating."
Huo Huo blinked, "But mom and dad... and friends..."
Cheng Che: ...
Isn't it said that his length of service is longer than his age? !
How come there is no shameless 19-year-old crow like him? !
Can I learn how to go crazy?!
Cheng Che took a deep breath, patted Huo Huo's head, and then continued, "Do you want to hear about my childhood? I can tell you."
Huo Huo looked outside in a daze, with a confused light flickering in his eyes.
Why do I want to tell stories about my childhood, but...
"Okay." Huo Huo blinked, trying to ignore Sui Yang's temptation. After wiping her tears, she sat aside and sobbed, "I will listen carefully."
It’s time to stop complaining about herself. She wants to listen to her new friend telling stories. It’s so cool that the little crow can pick up takeout for her and doesn’t look down on her!
Cheng Che: ...
what?
Cheng Che turned to look at Xing blankly, "She's back to normal now, do I need to tell you more? To be honest, my childhood wasn't miserable at all, but it was a little embarrassing."
Xing blinked and spread her hands, "Tell me, I want to listen too."
She was very curious, and if Cheng Che didn't mind, she also wanted to know a little about Cheng Che's past. It was impossible for her to know nothing about the partner she spent every day with, right?
"Hmm..." Cheng Che was stunned for a moment, and then he organized his words carefully. "My parents are very qualified businessmen. They need to evaluate the value of even their own children. When I was born, they already had qualified heirs. My older brothers and sisters were very good. So good that I was disqualified from inheriting the family business before I even had an education."
Several little girls tilted their heads at the same time and looked at Cheng Che with confusion.
Gui Naifen thought for a long time, recalling the popular memes she had seen on the Internet, "So you were ignored. Your parents loved your brother and sister but ignored you. They made you pay a lot, gave up toys and gifts, and finally gave up their fiancée. You ran away from home in despair, and they regretted it every day!"
Cheng Che: ...
What the hell?
"Not really." Cheng Che couldn't help but look at Gui Naifen with a weird look, "Read less novels."
Gui Naifen spread her hands innocently, "But that's what people on the Internet say. There's also a plot of rebirth and revenge later on!"
"You're overthinking it." Cheng Che suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and recalled, "They didn't ignore me. I had enough food and clothes, and I even had more pocket money than my brothers and sisters, but... I can refuse it, but they can't ask me not to."
"And then?" Xing tilted his head, looking serious, "Were you unhappy when you were a child?"
"All the love I get is based on my obedience and good behavior, not fighting for power and not bringing shame to my family. It seems free, but in fact, the future is clearly marked with a price." Cheng Che continued with a blank expression, his tone so calm that it didn't seem like he was talking about his past. "I have more things than many people, but I should have much less than my brothers and sisters. Even my future marriage and children will pave the way for my brothers and sisters."
At this point, Cheng Che lowered his eyes to look at his nails, which were neatly trimmed due to years of piano practice, and spoke softly, "After I went to school, I was determined to do something earth-shattering, preferably something that could be reported on the legal news."
He was a young master who was brought up in luxury. He had no shortage of money or status, but he lacked fairness.
What I want is not fairness, but love without preconditions.
Cheng Che looked up at Xing and spread his hands innocently, "I didn't even have time to plan my crime plan before I was interrupted by a slap in the face."
They took turns beating him, one slap after another, and turned him from an antisocial person into an upright police academy student. Even when he grew up, he would be beaten whenever he thought about it.
It’s like in Conan, Gin was beaten up and turned into the white moonlight of the police academy who was blown up.
Xing thought for a moment, holding his chin with both hands and looking at Cheng Che, "Actually, according to normal thinking, I should say that you are hypocritical. Obviously, there are many people who love and pamper you, and you live a rich life without worries about survival, but..."
It is indeed not fair. Cheng Che's existence is like that of a kitten or puppy. It seems to be pampered but in fact it does not even have the right to sit at the table.
Cheng Che didn’t have to sit at the table, but others couldn’t just not prepare a chair.
"I was quite hypocritical to begin with, but then I saw my older brothers and sisters working overtime and only getting five hours of sleep a day, while I slept until I woke up naturally and they still gave me pocket money, so I suddenly became more open-minded." Cheng Che patted Huo Huo's head, "You should also be more open-minded, your classmates and playmates are still working hard to pass the exams for the civil service, but you went straight into the Ten Kings Division and got a stable job."
Huo Huo: ???
what?
Have you let it go now?
Huo Huo looked up at Cheng Che with grievance, "But mom and dad..."
Cheng Che: ...
This makes no sense.
After he came to terms with it, he started to act coquettishly and make trouble to satisfy his wishes. He was not abandoned, but he didn't have any playmates either.
"You still have a lot of friends." Cheng Che looked at Huo Huo's hair falling out more and more, and finally said, "Friends are the same, trust me."
Huo Huo: ...
Can you believe it?
Huo Huo thought for a while, rubbed his eyes and then spoke, "But Mr. Tail is gone too. Should I...should everyone leave——"
"Bah!"
An angry voice sounded, and everyone quickly turned their heads to look at the green flames rushing towards them.
"Boy! What are you doing?!"
"Tell me who is this little matcha cake that keeps losing hair?!"
Chapter 463: Don’t you want to live?
The dazed Huo Huo had a firework stick forced into his hand, then was stuffed into a trash can and taken to Luofu for a stroll.
Cheng Che looked at the shattered illusion in silence for a moment, then walked slowly towards the pier, wondering how big he would have to be to be able to carry San Yue Qi and fly. If his clothes got torn, would he have to ask San Yue Qi to pay for it? Yin Zhi...
It's okay for Yinzhi to touch the wings, but that's a different price!
The fireworks above Suiyuan were still flickering, and the streets were bustling with activity.
Cheng Che walked through the crowd, his headphones playing the audio recorded from his piano practice in the morning. He habitually looked for missed notes and unstable timbre in it.
"Brother, why are you walking around the streets alone?"
A frivolous voice with a smile sounded from behind, and then an arm was wrapped around the shoulder, and a man with squinted eyes appeared beside him.
The man had short blue hair with a hint of white in the hair at the back of his neck. His eyes were curved but his eyebrows were still drooping, and he seemed to have an aggrieved air.
Cheng Che took a quick glance, took off his headphones and handed them over, "I'm thinking about how long I should practice piano every day in the coming days so that I won't regress."
Sambo: ...
Sambo took the headphones and put them on. He couldn't help but frown as he listened to the music coming from them. "Friend, do you think I can appreciate such elegant art?"
"You can." Cheng Che said without hesitation, seeming to trust this fun guy who he had known for a long time. "You can do it."
Sambo: ...
That is true, but...
Can we expect less from him, Old Sambo?
Otherwise, he won’t see other people’s shocked expressions when he has fun next time!
"It sounds nice, the technique is skillful, but there is no emotion." Sang Bo listened for a moment, walked lazily beside Cheng Che, his voice was equally lazy and not serious at all, "But it's not bad."
Considering Cheng Che's age, it's indeed good. What kind of emotion does a teenager need to play the violin?
Sambo's eyes swept across the bustling streets around him, and he narrowed his eyes and let his gaze go blank. "I will be going back in two days. I have completed the task assigned to me by the Great Guardian."
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded and pressed the phone to play the next song, "I wish you a safe journey?"
A huge question mark flashed in Sangbo's eyes, and he quickly turned his head and stared at Cheng Che, "Does your word 'tailwind' have a derogatory meaning?"
"Hmm?" Cheng Che seemed to want to raise an eyebrow, his voice puzzled, "You really want a derogatory term?"
Is there such a request?
If you really want...
Cheng Che looked at Sang Bo thoughtfully, his eyes flickering with unclear meaning.
Sambo:! ! !
What are you doing!
Assassination???
Sambo quickly took a step back, crossed his hands over his chest, and said in horror, "No!!!"
Cheng Che looked away with regret and put his hands in his pockets, "Okay, I'll bear with it."
Sangbo looked at Cheng Che with a wary gaze, trembling with fear like Walter's PTSD.
After a long time, Sang Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief and nudged Cheng Che with his shoulder, "Does He often come to play with you?"