The heartthrob host she hangs up again

Chapter 127 Little Brother (1)

Being abused and not getting enough to eat is a common occurrence, coupled with the experimental effects of various research and development drugs, so the boy is very thin.

Coupled with the fact that he is of mixed race, he is even more discriminated against by his peers in this "hospital".

Hearing the sound, the young man's thick eyelashes trembled, his blue pupils lifted up, his beautiful and delicate face looked cold, and his broken hair fell down to cover his eyebrows and eyes.

His back slowly slid down against the tree trunk, and he pursed his thin lips with an indifferent expression.

It is clear that he is only a child of twelve or thirteen years old, but his expression shows no emotional ups and downs.

Hollow, calm.

His eyes were like looking at a dead person.

Ye Nian froze for a moment.

Soon she leaned over and stretched out her hand to pull his pants, "Brother... I'll eat it for you." She squatted on the ground and picked up a piece of chocolate and biscuits and handed them over.

He also desperately tried to put a carton of milk into his arms.

A small white hand suddenly appeared in the field of vision, and it was still fleshy with a socket.

At first glance, it is a very well-raised family.

In the last days, you can still have enough to eat...

not much.

Shen Che's fine eyelashes fluttered, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a white and soft little girl leaning towards him.

The blue pupils are emotionless.

Just when Ye Nian stuffed something into his arms, he paused slightly.

Chocolate, plums, and biscuits are all sweet things that children love to eat.

"Brother, you must eat. Don't be hungry. You won't grow tall."

Ye Nian grabbed the corner of the man's clothes again.Seriously confess.

With his slender hands resting on his knees, Shen Che raised his eyelashes and his eyes were dark.

The little aunt smiled sweetly, her eyes were full of sparkling smiles, she was soft and obedient.

It looks like a clean smile that has not been polluted by darkness, innocent and fresh.

Lowering his eyes, Shen Che looked at the food stuffed into his chest again, but he pursed his lips and said nothing.

……

Seeing that Shen Che didn't speak.

Ye Nian had no choice.

I had no choice but to squat down with my little skirt on and tell people which of these snacks is tastier.

The boy looked cold.

Look at the snacks along the position of the person's fingers.

Still silent.

At that time, the snow-white skin was shrouded in the twilight sunshine in the afternoon, and inexplicably felt a layer of warmth, exquisite and beautiful.

"Assembled all collections."

Suddenly there was a shout not far away, mixed with a little impatience.

Someone must have come over.

The boy leaning against the tree paused, raised his head slightly and finally responded.

Holding the tree trunk with one hand, he covered his lips and stood up.

But because of his thinness, the white shirt dangled on his body, making it extra wide.

"Brother, brother..." Ye Nian hurriedly chased after him, "...I... will come to see you tomorrow." He paused, "Tomorrow, I will bring you delicious food. So you have to come here too. "

There was a slight pause under his feet, and Shen Che stopped for a while while walking.

He didn't respond, and he didn't look back.

"..."

This abandoned old hospital in the doomsday is not a forbidden place, but outsiders are not allowed to enter the basement.

Shen Che is not the oldest among this group of children.

He returned to the gathering place on the third floor of the basement.

First find a place to pile the food in the corner.

Then come out again.

In the completely enclosed corridor, there was only a small dim light shining overhead, shaking, suffocating and cold.

"What were you doing just now, preparing to run away?" A slightly older child approached him and asked him in a low voice.

The long curly eyelashes paused, Shen Che's blue pupils lifted, he calmly glanced at the person without saying a word, turned around, and just took the needle and medicine from the "doctor" who came over.

Holding the bag, he lined up in the middle and rear of a group of peers, ready to wait for the experiment.

During this period, his pupils like a pool of stagnant water calmly glanced at the medicine and syringe in his palm.

But for some reason, he remembered the soft and white fingers of the little girl just now.

(End of this chapter)