Xiao Guai was startled, a look of distress slowly appeared in her small eyes, her white hands slowly caressed the long scar, her thin voice was soft and sweet,
"Brother Hen, it hurts a lot, doesn't it? I'm going to give you a little hug!"
She put her pink mouth towards the scar on Hen's face, imagining blowing on Hen just like her mother was doing to her.
Every time she touched a painful spot, her father, mother, and brother would blow on her, and the pain would go away. But she couldn't control the strength, and her delicate little mouth kissed the scar all over the body.
With a shock, he pushed Xiaoguai away violently.
Xiaoguai was caught off guard and pushed to the ground, crying.
"What are you doing?" The Jiang family's bodyguard was furious. With one move, he twisted his arm behind his back and pushed his knee hard on the back of his knee.
His knees couldn't bear the strength and he fell to the ground on one knee with a bang.
"Let him go!" Xiaoguai got up and rushed over, pushed the bodyguards away, and threw himself into Hen's arms, "I'm sorry, Brother Hen. Xiaoguai, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt!"
Her eyes were red and filled with tears. The Jiang family's bodyguard glared angrily at Hen. He really didn't know what was so good about this cold and ruthless guy that his young lady was so protective.
Hen stood up slowly and walked out expressionlessly.
Xiaoguai hurriedly chased out, chased for two steps and then came back. He pointed his little finger at the clothes in the men's department and circled, "I want all these clothes!"
The faces of the bodyguards suddenly turned dark.
If I had known earlier, I should have called two more groups of bodyguards!
"Brother Hen, wait for me!"
Hen's legs were thin and long, and he was walking very fast. Xiao Guai tried his best to catch up, but he couldn't catch up. His little face was red and sweat was dripping from the tip of his nose.
After leaving the mall, the cool breeze blew and she sneezed loudly. He who was walking in front of her paused and finally slowed down.
"Brother Hen!" Xiaoguai finally caught up with him, shouted happily, and held his hand.
Hen's palm froze, his fingers loosened and he held them again, still reluctant to let her go.
Back at Jiang's house, Xiaoguai asked the housekeeper to arrange a room for Hen to live next door to her. This was a treatment only her parents and brothers had.
After the Jiang family's bodyguards came back, apart from the clothes she picked out for her father and brothers, she asked the bodyguards to send all the remaining clothes into Hen's room.
Hen was sitting in an unfamiliar room, looking at the clothes on the bed, with a complex look in his eyes that were always cold and indifferent.
Slowly raised his palm, the palm seemed to still have the warmth of Xiao Guai's palm.
Although her palm was small, it was so soft and warm that he wanted to hold it tightly for the rest of his life and never let go.
But, he didn't dare!
He is the lone star of the evil who conquers his father, his mother and his relatives. Even his biological grandfather can be so cruel to him, let alone a little girl who meets by chance?
Maybe, after she finds out about him, she will be as afraid of him as a snake or a scorpion and avoid him at all costs, right?
Therefore, even though he knew she was very warm, he just wanted to stay away and didn't dare to get close.
He is like a person who has been walking in the ice and snow without the warmth of a bonfire, but he can still walk alone.
But once there is a bonfire around him and he gets used to the warmth of the bonfire, but the bonfire goes out, he will never be able to go on.
If he couldn't always have it, he would rather never get it, so at least he wouldn't taste the despair of losing...
Late at night, he was awakened by a knock on the door.
He always slept lightly, so he immediately jumped up, got out of bed and opened the door, his dark eyes showing no trace of laziness or confusion.
"Go downstairs! The young master is looking for you!" The bodyguard outside the door had blood-red eyes, like a crazed beast, wishing he had a bloody mouth that could swallow him alive.
Hen followed the bodyguard downstairs, his posture upright and a vague feeling of ominousness in his heart.
In the living room downstairs, the lights are bright, and Jiang Yunuan is sitting on the sofa. Her bright and clear eyes, which have not changed at all even after the collapse of Mount Tai, reveal a slight hint of anxiety and distress.
Hen stood straight in front of him, her thin lips pursed slightly, and she said nothing.
He didn't know why Jiang Yunuan was looking for him, but he knew that even if he didn't ask, Jiang Yunuan would tell him!
Jiang Yunuan looked at him for a while, then slowly patted a piece of paper in front of his eyes, "Hen, are you the one who signed the words on this?"
That piece of paper is the deed of sale he signed at the hotel today.
"Yes!" His voice was as cold as ice and snow, without any ripples.
Jiang Yunuan curled her lips slightly, as elegant as jade, but with an innate nobility hidden in it, "Hen, your promise is more than just words, right?"
"No!" He already knew what Jiang Yunuan wanted to say. It was nothing more than a reminder to him to remember his status as the lowest servant of the Jiang family. He knew clearly that this was his fate, but there was still an inexplicable sourness in his heart.
"Hen, I won't punish you this time, but only this time!" Jiang Yunuan stood up slowly, her soft eyes fell down, and when they fell on Hen's face, there was a look of elegance and nobility that made people dare not disobey.
The pressure said, "Little girl is the most precious treasure of our Jiang family. If anyone hurts her even a little, I will pay it back a hundred times a thousand times!"
"Yes!" Unprecedented bitterness filled his cold and lonely heart, and before his eyes were the sweet and adorable faces of Xiao Guai, but he forced himself to put her out of his mind.
Get rid of it all, leaving nothing behind.
He closed his eyes heavily, and a voice in his head told him clearly - Hen! That's not yours!
There is only coldness, only injury, only pain, only cruelty in your life. That beauty, that warmth, that sweetness are not yours after all!
What are you still hoping for?
"Don't think too much!" Jiang Yunuan suddenly patted him on the shoulder, "If you can love me as much as I do, one day you will be a member of my Jiang family!"
Hen stood stiffly and said nothing.
Jiang Yunuan sighed softly: "Go back and rest. I hope what happened today will not happen again in the future."
It wasn't until the next day that Hen understood what Jiang Yunuan's words meant.
Last night, Xiaoguai fell ill. He was sweating after chasing him from the mall, and was blown by the cold wind. He developed a high fever and developed pneumonia. He had to go through injections and infusions, and it took him most of the night before the fever subsided.
Only then did he know that Xiaoguai was born prematurely and stayed in her mother's belly for more than seven months, so she was born weak. That's why the men of the Jiang family doted on the fragile crystal people.
Pamper her and pamper her.
Even so, she had taken a lot of medicine, had a lot of injections, and suffered a lot since she was a child.
When she was a child, her blood vessels were so thin that sometimes even four or five needles couldn't prick her. Her mother hid aside and cried secretly, but she herself, with tears in her eyes and a red face, said it didn't hurt.
When the servants of the Jiang family said these words, they had proud and distressed expressions on their faces, as if their little lady was the most sensible and cutest girl in the world.
But they didn't know that she was sick, and there were parents and brothers around her asking for help.
But when he was sick, he could only huddle in a corner by himself.
If you are alive, you are lucky.
If you die, it's life.
His life was tough enough, so he survived and lived to be fifteen.
yes!
He is fifteen years old this year.
After leaving the An family and arriving at the Jiang family, what color is the future waiting for him?
Black... or colorful?
While he was standing outside the corridor, two maids came over with plates. When they saw him, they shouted in surprise: "Master Hen, so you are here! The young lady refuses to eat. Maybe she will listen to you." Yes, you go and persuade her!"
The maid couldn't help but put the dinner plate in his hand. Hen pursed her lips and looked at the porridge and side dishes on the dinner plate, feeling a wrenching pain in her stomach.
Has he missed three meals or four meals?
With a bitter smile on his lips, he walked into Xiaoguai's bedroom with a dinner plate and stood in front of her bed, "Miss, it's time to eat."
Xiaoguai, who was lying with his back to him, heard his voice. Gulu got up, knelt down on the bed, and looked at him seriously, "Brother Hen, call me Xiaoguai! I want to hear you call me Xiaoguai." ."
Hen looked at her indifferently.
Her face is frighteningly white, and her skin is so crystal clear and fragile that you can almost see the slender blood vessels. With such a slender body, it seems that she can be broken with just a little force. No wonder the entire Jiang family holds such a beautiful and weak girl in the palm of their hands. In love.
It was this kind of girl who suffered from high fever and pneumonia all night because of him. Jiang Yunuan didn't punish him, which was already showing off.
But why does his heart still hurt so much?
"Brother Hen," Xiaoguai pouted and tugged on his sleeve, "Can you call me Xiaoguai? I'll listen to you and be obedient. If you call me Xiaoguai, I like to hear you call me Xiao. good."
"Well," he responded softly, pulled up a chair and sat down by the bed, "My dear, let's eat."
The little boy suddenly smiled brightly, his bright black eyes curved into cute crescents, and he opened his mouth with an "ah" sound.
Hen scooped up porridge and fed it to her spoonful by spoonful. The aroma of the food filled her nose, and her stomach and intestines began to grumble restlessly after several meals without food.
His face was expressionless, but his thin lips pursed tighter. Xiaoguai looked at him for a while, then suddenly turned sideways and pressed the bell on the bedside.
The loudspeaker rang, and someone on the other side of the bell asked respectfully: "Miss, what are your orders?"
"Send me a lot of delicious food as fast as you can, fast, right away!" The little girl, who was only five years old, gave orders in a crisp and dignified tone.
"Yes, little miss, I'll be ready soon!"
Sure enough, it didn't take long. In just a few minutes, three or four maids filed in with trays filled with delicious, low-calorie, easy-to-digest food.
Because Xiaoguai had a high fever and was complicated by pneumonia, the doctor told her to eat light and easy-to-digest food. These things were prepared according to the doctor's instructions. Because she didn't know what she wanted to eat, she prepared some of everything. Now All came in handy.
"You guys go down!"
Xiaoguai asked the maid to put down the food and drove them out. Then she picked up the spoon and put it into Hen's hand, "Brother Hen, you eat!"
