God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

One day it was a beautiful day.

Eight-year-old Ziyun sneaked out of the manor.

The soft and waxy little chubby boy took his little wallet and bought food everywhere. He tasted all the ice cream and burgers that his adoptive father strictly prohibited.

When he was finally satisfied and had eaten all the snacks he wanted to eat, and clapped his hands to go home, he realized that he was lost.

Xiao Ziyun was stupid at that time.

He was alone watching the passers-by coming and going around him, his heart was beating hard, and his whole body was shaking like a moving Muggle.

How to do how to do? You will definitely be scolded to death if you go back, right?

At that moment, his adoptive father's stern face appeared in his mind, and he was so scared that he almost cried.

Just when Xiao Ziyun was about to burst into tears, a somewhat doubtful question sounded from behind him:

"what happened to you?"

The boy's voice was very clear, and he was also a young boy.

Xiao Ziyun sobbed and turned around to look at the other person.

The young man who had just finished school with his schoolbag was holding a huge black umbrella. He looked down at the short and fat glutinous rice dumpling in front of him and whispered: "Are you hungry?"

The young boy had a tall and straight figure, and his white hair shone softly silver in the sunlight. His beautiful blue pupils were looking straight at Xiao Ziyun, with a strong look of worry in his eyes.

Xiao Ziyun was shocked to the spot, looking at the boy's hair and eyes without blinking, forgetting to cry.

A few more seconds passed like this, and just when the boy thought that the glutinous rice dumpling could not speak, the white and tender glutinous rice dumpling in front of him suddenly rushed forward and hugged his leg.

juvenile:"……???"

He looked down in shock at the little boy who was holding his legs and wouldn't let go, and licked his lower lip dully: "You——"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the glutinous rice dumpling in front of him: "Brother, you are so beautiful. Why is your hair white?"

As he spoke, Xiao Ziyun stretched out his hand and jumped up the boy's leg: "Yes, can you let me touch it?"

"Pretty brother?"

The young man was stunned. He hesitantly knelt down and brought his hair up to the glutinous rice dumplings to touch.

Xiao Ziyun's eyes lit up when he touched his hair. He gently touched the boy's hair, his eyes narrowed with joy.

"Brother, your eyes are beautiful too..."

juvenile:"……"

Just when he was about to refuse, he saw tears in the corners of Nuomi Dumpling's eyes.

This shows that Nuomi Dumpling did cry just now.

You’ve touched your hair anyway, so it doesn’t matter if you touch your eyes, right?

The young man comforted himself several times, lowered his head helplessly, and said in a soft voice, "Don't use force."

Xiao Ziyun's chubby hands quickly touched the corners of the young man's eyes, and he nodded hastily:

"No, I won't use force! If you force yourself, it will hurt..."

The young man smiled and couldn't help pinching Xiao Ziyun's fleshy cheeks: "Do you still know it hurts?"

Xiao Ziyun curled his lips and said, "Brother, why are your hair and eyes different from mine?"

The smile on the young man's face paused slightly, his silver-white eyelashes trembled, and then he said, "Because my brother is sick."

That's why she has white hair and blue eyes.

Xiao Ziyun's eyes widened and he exclaimed: "Is it the disease of turning into an angel?"

The young man was silent for a moment, his eyes slightly curved: "...That's it."

[Let’s break into the small theater. As for why you break in...because I’m stuck again...give me some encouragement, my dears]