bookcurios Chapter 125 The Boy in the Painting (11)
Chapter 125 The Boy in the Painting (11)
Chapter 125 The Boy in the Painting (11)
A slender and delicate right hand suddenly grasped the boy's wrist.
Hold him tight.
Enduring the trembling fear, the little girl pretended to be casual, even close to his arms:
"how could be."
Close your eyes to prevent the boy from seeing the emotions inside.
She pressed her face against the boy's heartless chest, and said softly:
"I'm just a little cold, and your body has no body temperature, so you just take a few steps back."
The boy lowered his eyes.
Those eyes were long and narrow, but there was no emotion in them, only cold and obscure.
Deceiving.
Obviously afraid.
He put his hand lightly on the back of the little girl's hand, which was so strong that the knuckles were turning white, and slowly stroked his fingertips, trying to ease her emotions little by little.
The strength gradually loosened.
The little girl didn't notice it yet, she just thought that her mood had calmed down.
Her breath beat lightly against the boy's chest.
Obviously there is no heartbeat, no temperature, and he doesn't even have everything that normal people have.
The boy's heart was still beating strangely.
"Mu Chen..."
She wants to lift her head.
The boy suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The sleeves fell down, half covering them, covering the deep pinch marks printed on the pale skin, almost bleeding.
He hooked his lips lightly, and said in a gentle voice, "What's the matter? Yiyi."
It's like feeling no pain.
Although I don't know what happened.
But the obedient little girl did not break free.
The boy lowered his eyelashes.
Her pale and delicate face has returned to ruddy, probably because of the panic and uneasiness just now, her eyes are like a timid red-eyed rabbit at this time.
Looking up at him, there was still a thin mist of water on it, hazy, weak and pitiful.
It makes people want to bully even more.
He found that Mu Chen's eyes looking at her suddenly dimmed by half a degree, becoming more slender and strange.
The beautiful eyebrows and eyes are unpredictable.
Like a ferocious beast lowering its head, it calmly looked at the prey that was about to come to its mouth.
Kind of happy, kind of cruel.
The little girl thought she was wrong.
Blinking his dark eyes, the boy has returned to his original state, with a gentle smile on his lips:
"Yiyi," he said softly, "what do you want to tell me?"
say what?
Oh, yes... She wanted to tell him something.
Gu Yiyi subconsciously followed Mu Chen's train of thought, forgetting the glimpse that seemed to be hallucinatory.
She touched a bank card that suddenly appeared in her bag.
This is just now, she cashed in the mission points from the previous world.
Not much, but enough for two homeless people to survive for a while.
"I want to rent a house outside, it may be a little remote."
If it is remote, the rent will be cheaper.
And there is no need to worry about the tragedy of the Gu family and the studio happening again.
The young man rubbed her neck, with nostalgia and tenderness, his voice was sweet: "Why don't you go back to your house, I want to go to Yiyi's room."
Muchen in this world seems to like acting like a baby.
But it also cannot hide his danger.
Staring at those clear eyes, the little girl considered her words: "Because...you see, many people in my family don't like me."
Seeing the boy's dangerously narrowed eyes, Gu Yiyi hurriedly said: "I don't like them either, but they are my only relatives in the world."
She focused on accentuating the four words "unique" and "relatives".
"You can only keep your mind out of sight."
The boy lowered his slender eyelashes lightly and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to Yiyi."
Obviously she is a baby.
Why is this world more tiring than the old lady.
Just now I went to the dormitory next door and asked for a quick-acting heart-relief pill. I am in such a miserable state, why don't you vote for me?
(End of this chapter)