[69 Book Bar - www.] At night, Yang Feng was lying on the sofa. Because he couldn't sleep, he listened to light music and leaned on the sofa alone.
Today is also the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. The moonlight outside is very bright. The moonlight shines on the windowsill, making the small room look very bright.
I remember that during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, I and some of my brothers were drinking wine abroad and eating mooncakes made by foreigners. Although they were not called mooncakes, they were just like biscuits, but it was nice to miss the taste of my hometown.
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It was also at this time last year that Guo Zicai told himself about the person he cared about most, Tang Wanyi. At that time, he teased him that one day he would stop working as a mercenary and go home to find her and marry her as his wife.
But that guy thought about it, but he just wasn't like that. Although he was a tough mercenary, he never cared about fame and fortune, but facing the only person he cared about, he used his bloody hands to lean into innocence.
When she was with him, that feeling of guilt would weigh heavily on his heart.
So the brother said that he just regarded her as his sister. He would be very happy when he saw her happy and smiling, because that was the only concern in his heart.
By the moonlight, Yang Feng also looked at his bloody hands. Although they were washed very clean, the psychological feeling could not be wiped away.
"Uncle..."
"What's wrong, Xiaoying, why aren't you sleeping in the room?" He put down his thoughts and looked at the delicate little figure wearing a few clothes appearing in front of him. Yang Feng quickly got up, for fear that she would be cold.
, pulled her over, and Yang Feng quickly covered her with a blanket.
"Uncle, I...I'm afraid of being alone!" A little timidly, the little girl looked at Yang Feng quietly. Her watery little eyes always made people feel infinite connection.
"What are you afraid of? Uncle is outside, isn't he?" Yang Feng smiled faintly, gently scratched the little girl's nose, and then said jokingly: "Little girl, you are not even afraid of bad guys like uncle, how can you still
I’m afraid of sleeping in a room alone!”
Qin Yingying raised her lips, seeming a little dissatisfied that Yang Feng said she was bad. However, the thinly dressed little girl pulled the blanket and leaned tightly against Yang Feng, "Uncle, will you stay with me?
I don’t want to be alone.”
He was also worried that the little girl would be frightened by what happened at night! After all, he had never seen a bloody and innocent little girl. Seeing himself squeezing those scum to death and being molested by those beasts, Yang Feng still nodded and said:
"Then you sleep here and uncle will stay with you, okay!"
"Um!"
He put the little girl on the sofa and covered her with a blanket. Yang Feng sat next to her. He was also wearing pajamas and was not too afraid of the cold due to his good health.
The little girl's neck moved slightly, then she raised her head, and then she rested her head on Yang Feng's thigh, and then she lay down peacefully on the sofa.
The moonlight outside shone on the window sill. Some bored men touched a cigarette and lit it. Faint thoughts lingered around them like the smoke from cigarettes. They were a little bored and a little lonely.
"Uncle, are you...are you alone? Where are you...where are your family members!"
"Home..." Yang Feng shook his head gently, lowered his head, looked at the delicate little girl again, gently touched her delicate little face, and then said with a smile: "You! Hurry up.
Go to sleep! It’s so late, be good..."
The little girl blinked her eyes. She looked like she was not even the slightest bit sleepy. She stretched out her white little hands, grabbed Yang Feng's hand, and touched Yang Feng's rough hands. The little girl stroked them gently.
Yang Feng pointed his finger, "Uncle, I can't sleep. I want you to chat with me."
"What's there to talk about?"
"Then...then uncle, you...you can tell me about your past!"
"Before..." The man took a deep breath from his cigarette and sighed slightly: "What can I say? My uncle was naughty when he was young. Later he joined the army and then followed his brother to Africa as a mercenary. He was beaten every day.
Kill, kill, there’s nothing to say.”
Yang Feng looked at this cute little girl and asked, "What about you! Tell me what your family does and who is there!"
"My family! What is there in my family? My father is in business and is busy at the company every day. My mother is the same, always busy with my father. They don't have much time to take care of me."
"They make money, but they don't want you to live a good life!"
"I don't want so much money! What's the use of having money! I just want them to spend more time with me, but my dad is always thinking about business and reputation. I hate them to death."
"They are seeing you grow up! Look at you, you are already eighteen or nineteen years old! How can you be like a child?"
"I'm not like a child!" The little girl twisted Yang Feng's arm with some dissatisfaction, and her beautiful little eyes stared at Yang Feng strangely.
"Come on, uncle is wrong, you are not a child, you are a big child, okay! Look at you, you are just being naughty with uncle! It's so late and you still haven't slept! Be careful not to get up tomorrow."
"If you can't get up, then you can't get up! Tomorrow is Saturday anyway." The little girl curled her lips, and then said: "Unless...unless uncle takes me out to play tomorrow, then I will go to bed."
"You're still going to play, didn't you promise uncle to go back to school tomorrow?"
"Then I can't accompany them in the morning! At worst, I'll go back to school to study in the afternoon!"
"Okay, uncle, let's go with you! Go to bed early, really."
"Really... hee... uncle, I knew you were good to me."
"Little naughty boy, that's it. Just lie down."
"Oh...but...but uncle, you won't sleep!"
"Uncle is going to bed, then don't you want uncle to accompany you?"
"Then... uncle, you can sleep next to me! I... I don't mind."
"...!" Yang Feng rolled his eyes at the little girl, extinguished his cigarette butt, helped the little girl pull up the blanket, then put her delicate little hands under the blanket, and then ordered: "Sleep well, if you don't obey me, I won't let you go."
You are."
Qin Yingying pouted, but she was afraid that the uncle would be really angry, so she closed her eyes obediently, but her red lips were still curled up, as if she blamed the uncle for being too old-fashioned.