you are deep in the stars

When the two returned home, Aunt Li was preparing meals in the kitchen. The midday sun penetrated the window, making every dish have its own beauty effect, which looked extremely attractive.

"Why is the living room so quiet?" Aunt Li asked while busy.

"They were talking about things upstairs." Bai Xi took a small bowl to fill himself with soup.

"Is Mr. Han suing?" Aunt Li lowered her voice.

"No," Bai Xi laughed, "They're talking about... a very interesting thing."

The study was very quiet. After a long time, Bai Boyang sighed deeply.

"Where's Xiaobai?" Mrs. Bai asked, "How is he feeling?"

"I was a little panicked at first, but now I have completely calmed down." Han Zhuo said, "And I don't reject my own abilities."

"I'm still worried." Mrs. Bai held his hands and said eagerly, "Can't you really take Xiaobai abroad? No matter where you go, as long as you stay away from those dangerous people."

"But it's useless to escape." Han Zhuo shook his head, "And Xiaobai's physique is very special. I think that for the people in the underground warehouse, they should not give up easily."

The light in Mrs. Bai's eyes dimmed.

Bai Xi's birthplace is a public hospital, and the nurses working there welcome countless new lives every day, and they are familiar with everything, so when faced with Mr. Bai's panic-stricken "my wife gave birth prematurely", they just comforted him calmly. After a few sentences, he turned around and skillfully wrapped the wristband on the young and tender newborn, wrote the word "Xiaobai" on it, and finally put it comfortably in the incubator.

At that time, there were no smartphones, and Bai Boyang would go to see him through the glass every day, and then come back to describe to his wife, saying that today his son opened his eyes and learned to chew his fingers.

Everything was warm, reunited and full of hope, until one day a week later, the nurse on the evening shift suddenly found out in horror that this little baby who was supposed to stay in the incubator had been placed in it by someone. On the window sill in the corridor, the cold wind made his whole body turn purple, and his crying was as weak as a kitten.

And when the hospital security came after hearing the news, someone let out a small exclamation—the originally solid incubator was twisted and deformed at this time, as if it had been twisted into a twist, and then a long concave hole was torn out. The scorched handprints were all over the sheets, the floor and the walls. It looked more like the little baby stepped on the firelight and slowly climbed to the window by himself.

The matter was so unbelievable that Bai Boyang tried all methods, but he could only find out from a cleaner that there was a homeless man who seemed to be in a trance and stayed in the corridor for 10 minutes at around five o'clock in the afternoon that day. about.

The age of no monitoring is a bad thing and a good thing. Although no one can figure out what happened, it is also beneficial for Bai Boyang to push everything to the traffickers. In the end, this matter was quietly covered up. Bai Boyang also used He sold the property as quickly as possible, and moved to another city with his wife and children.

As time went by, although Bai Boyang seemed to have forgotten about it on the surface, he never gave up investigating the truth secretly.As the plan progressed, he finally confirmed one thing with shock, that is, there really are people with superpowers in this world.Although they try their best to hide from ordinary people, they will inevitably reveal some clues, such as conjuring flames out of thin air, talking to animals, sprinting hundreds of meters away, and accidentally hugging someone from upstairs. Falling child.

The videos that went viral on the Internet were regarded by most people as close-up magic tricks, or simply dismissed as media hype. They did not cause large-scale panic and suspicion, and were at best a pastime after dinner.But Bai Boyang knew that among those unimaginable appearances, there really was a part—or a large part of it—that was a real ability beyond the limits of human beings.

Fortunately, Bai Xi's growth has been very smooth, so smooth that even Mrs. Bai began to wonder if there were really human traffickers in the hospital back then. A baby, and his son has been an ordinary person from beginning to end.However, this luck did not last long. When Bai Xi was in his senior year, he began to complain again and again, saying that recently it seemed that people often followed him. In schools, cafeterias, playgrounds, companies, and even in the park, he always felt that he was behind him. There is a pair of eyes that are simply creepy.

So the Bai family's parents began to worry again. They first spent a lot of money to hire professional bodyguards, but the other party resigned and left after a month, even paying high liquidated damages.At the same time, Bai Boyang also found out about the "underground warehouse". He actually didn't know what it was, but he was sure that this underground institution was definitely the biggest threat to the supernatural beings, and the only one who could The person who threatened the underground warehouse was named Han Zhuo.

In fact, what Mr. Han told Bai Xi before was correct. He and Bai's parents did meet on a sea island, but it was not a coincidence of vacation, but Bai Boyang went to invite him personally after inquiring about Han Zhuo's movements. , I just didn't expect to encounter a small-scale riot when I went ashore—but it was precisely because of this gangster riot that Bai Boyang saw Han Zhuo's action with his own eyes. The best bodyguards in this world.

"Dad, Mom." Bai Xi called in the restaurant downstairs, "Come down and get ready for dinner."

"Listen to Xiaobai." Mrs. Bai came back from the heavy past, annoyed and funny, "he's still smiling now."

"This is very good." Han Zhuo also smiled, "Xiaobai's ability to accept is very strong, and he is also very... heartless." On the first day he came into contact with supernatural powers, he was still panicked in the afternoon, but he could do it once at night. Looking at Little Star again.

After eating, Bai Boyang took out a stack of thick file folders, and handed over all the materials about supernatural beings to Bai Xi, each of which was carefully marked with the year, starting from the first year Bai Xi was born. Start until the end of the previous month.

"Thank you, Dad." Bai Xi felt a little guilty, "For so many years, I have made you worry."

"It's my fault. I should have been guarding outside the incubator and not letting anyone get close to you." Bai Boyang put out the cigarette butt, "There must be something wrong with that homeless man, otherwise you shouldn't be ..." He paused here, not wanting to reveal that his son had mutated himself.

"I know, but I've grown up, and Mr. Han is here." Bai Xi smiled, "Don't worry, I will protect myself."

Bai Boyang nodded, didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

Although the superpower came unexpectedly, and it sounds like the conspiracy behind it should not be underestimated, life must continue, and the most important thing at present is undoubtedly Liu Chunchun's art exhibition.Although his name is fake, his age is fake, his resume is blank, and even the photo is only an abstract hand-painted painting, but all the works are prepared with real heart, so on the first day of the opening, the four people in the dormitory were still nervous Xi stayed in front of the computer, checking the news on the web again and again.

With the help of Moses Gallery, this art exhibition is extremely noble and high-end no matter how you look at it.Of course, the media won’t write scribbles when they are paid to do things. As for art, it is actually difficult for ordinary audiences to distinguish what is a genius and what is a scribble. They always think that since it can be held in such a high-end club , the level will not be much worse anyway - more importantly, the tickets are free and the transportation is convenient, so what reason can we refuse this intimate contact with art?

Even if it’s just to take a picture and send it to Moments, it’s good.

So they went together one after another, the venue was full, and there was still a queue to enter.

Mr. 215 has become the hottest emerging painter in China. Even Liu Chunchun's favorite beauty anchor said that he is looking forward to having coffee together and talking about Van Gogh in the future.

"Am I finally popular?" Liu Chunchun asked with tears in his eyes.

"You're not popular." Wang Yuanchen sat opposite him with a glass of wine, and said coldly, "Be sober."

Liu Chunchun said, "Well..."

After a while, he said again: "It's like a dream."

"This was just a dream." Wang Yuanchen put down his wine glass, his tone was harsh and sharp, "And the part about you is over."

Liu Chunchun sighed deeply. He squatted in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and watched the traffic in the distance, muttering, you are a very realistic person.

Wang Yuanchen raised his voice: "Huh? Me what?"

Liu Chunchun replied quickly, you are so beautiful, elegant, noble, friendly, powerful, rich, and generous.

"But there are really people who are willing to draw money to buy my paintings." Liu Chunchun emphasized again.

"That's because the protagonist of the painting is me." Wang Yuanchen reminded.

Liu Chunchun: "..."

Oh.

your nudity.

"How long are they going to live together?" In the villa on the other side, Bai Xi was also asking Han Zhuo. Although the life of black truffle and caviar sounds good, he can guarantee that Liu Chunchun would definitely prefer the curry from the convenience store Meals and discounted beer.

"I guess it won't be long." Han Zhuo handed him the water glass and the pills, "Use this before you learn to control your superpowers, but don't worry, there are no side effects."

"Will I never learn?" Bai Xi swallowed the pill with her head raised.

"Of course not, because your teacher is me." Han Zhuo was wearing home clothes. Under the dim light in the bedroom, he looked warm and soft, and he was very trustworthy.

Bai Xi sat cross-legged on the bed and solemnly said, "Thank you."

"What's wrong?" Han Zhuo was a little surprised, "Suddenly so serious."

"If it wasn't for you, I would probably have been flustered when all this just happened." Bai Xi put her hands on his shoulders and repeated, "So, thank you."

"You're welcome." Han Zhuo smiled, and nodded a melting, slightly bright, little star on his nose.