Undying Patient

Ulberry?

Huai Zhou's appearance is very oriental, and he should also be of Asian descent in this world. Why does the name of his hometown sound like a place name in the West?Su Jinzhi was a little stunned when he heard this name, but when he heard Huaizhou express his love as if he had promised, his heart was hooked by his last sentence.

Because he thought of his side mission in this world - to help the original body get free.

Does Huai Zhou mean by saying this now, to take him away from this castle?Otherwise, how would he follow him to his hometown?

But he is Su Jinzhi who is eager to complete the task, not Yin Ge who was domesticated into a bird in a cage. He would yearn for freedom to the outside world, but Yin Ge would not.So Su Jinzhi thought about it, but still refused: "But... I can't leave the castle, so forget it..."

"Why?" Huai Zhou asked softly with his expression unchanged.The man's handsome face is gentle and clean. When he is not frowning, there is no trace of indifference and cruelty on his body. No one can imagine that such a strong-looking man who can give people an infinite sense of security will be Bloody blade, "The world outside the castle is more beautiful."

"Winter is coming, and Ulbury in winter is very beautiful. At that time, the sea will freeze and the color is very deep blue. You can step on the ice and look down at the white snow crystals... I can bring you go."

Following Huai Zhou's hoarse murmur, Su Jinzhi felt that some memories that did not exist in this body appeared in front of his eyes again, and he seemed to be able to clearly see the sea frozen into silence by the cold There was a thin layer of mist, and under the ice surface, there were white snow crystals, embedded in the ice blue huge sea of ​​gemstones. He had never seen such a beautiful ice and snow beauty in so many worlds.

But now such a scene appeared in his head and became a part of his memory, and because of the hyperamnesia that this body suffered from, he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

"I know the outside world is beautiful. I read about it in books." Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes, and he almost agreed just now.

Huai Zhou's voice was still faint: "Then why don't you want to go out?"

"Because Dad said that the outside world is very dangerous." Su Jinzhi brought out the reason why Bart coaxed Yin Ge.

But even though it was coaxing, in Yin Ge's head, he also thought so.His mother was Bart's mistress, and such an identity would never see the light of day. In addition, Bart's background was not clean at that time, so Yin Ge's mother rarely took him out.And Yin Ge's personality is introverted and quiet, and he never asks to go out to play, and the only few memories of him going out are that he is holding his mother's hand, surrounded by bodyguards protecting them, and he holds his head high Yes, you can only see the black trousers around you and the surprised and puzzled eyes of pedestrians passing by them.

After a few times, he didn't like to go out even more, not to mention that after he went out for the last time, his mother never came back, so Yin Ge always felt that the outside world was very dangerous.

Although he also yearned for it when he read the description of the magnificent desert and the vast sea in the book, but the fear of the outside world finally suppressed this yearning.

Huaizhou hooked the corners of his lips, and continued to guide him: "Hasn't Xiao Ge ever gone out?"

"When I'm not living in the castle, my mother sometimes takes me out."

"So it doesn't matter." Huaizhou pressed his head and pressed his forehead lightly, "I will protect you too."

Huaizhou now feels that there is nothing wrong with Bart cultivating the boy into such a soft and innocent temperament. At least his problems are easy to solve-the outside world is very dangerous, so if he protects him, it will not be dangerous. Bart can live forever. Tether the boy, then he can too, it's just that Bart used the boy's iron cage castle, and he used something else.

Since last night, a bold and dangerous idea has been brewing in his heart, and his body is greedily inflated every second. He thought about it all night and didn't know whether to do it, but even if he didn't After making up his mind, his body has already started to act one step ahead of his thoughts, as if all this is instinct, something he cannot resist.

He didn't know why the person who wanted to kill the boy wanted to kill him, but he knew that all of this was definitely related to Bart. Although what Xu Yulan said was ugly, it was the truth—after all, no one would want to do it for no reason. Kill a mentally retarded child, unless his existence poses a threat to someone, so that person wants to erase his existence.

But to erase the existence of a person, there are many ways besides killing him.

If he took the boy away from Bart's side and took him to a place that no one knew about, would that count as erasing his existence?

"Hui will protect me?" The boy's eyes were like brown amber, translucent and clear, full of expectations for him.

"Yes, I will protect you." Huaizhou looked into his eyes and said solemnly as if he had promised, "So you must not leave my side, because only I can protect you."

Only when you are in the palm of my hand and you don't run out of my control, others can't touch you, and can't hurt you.

Hearing Huai Zhou's words, Su Jinzhi felt that he wanted to take him away from Bart's castle, which was exactly what he meant. Huai Zhou would not kill him now, as long as he left the castle, he would be free. Huai Zhou's progress value is full to complete all the tasks in this world, so he agreed: "Okay."

Huaizhou patted his head, but didn't speak.

Since he was going to take the boy away, he had to teach him to do some things, such as memorizing the map of the route they needed to escape. How could such a perfect memory not be used?

As soon as this month is over, Huai Zhou has been working in the castle for three months. There are still two months before Su Jinzhi's birthday, which is also 60 days, and there are still 59 days before they successfully leave the castle.

Huaizhou decided to do it the day before the boy's birthday, because at that time everyone in the castle was preparing a birthday party for the boy, the defense of the castle would not be too strict, and Bart would only come to the castle on the day of the boy's birthday. If they want to leave the castle perfectly, that is the best chance.

The bodyguards and male nannies in the castle will have a one-week holiday every three months. Huai Zhou has worked for three full months, and of course he also has a seven-day holiday. On the day Huai Zhou left, Bart also happened to come to the castle to see It's Su Jinzhi.

When Huaizhou left, Su Jinzhi saw him off at the door.

"Huai, you must come back early, I will miss you." Su Jinzhi waved at Huaizhou, frowning slightly, looking a little sad and reluctant, just like he sent every nanny before, sad and Attachment is revealed just right.

Bart hugged his shoulders and laughed: "Father's silly Jimmy, Huai will be back in seven days."

"Like Uncle Lite?" Su Jinzhi turned to look at Bart and asked.

"Of course!" Bart affirmed, "Isn't your Uncle Lite coming back soon? He even brought you a present."

"Then I want to bring me a gift too!"

Hearing his father's assurance, the young man's eyes sparkled brightly, and he looked towards him with flickering eyes. His delicate and immature face was as pure as a little angel, making it impossible to tell whether he was truly innocent or just pretending. Innocent and innocent.

Looking at his ruddy lips like rose petals, Huai Zhou couldn't help but think back to the way he pressed the boy against the floor-to-ceiling window and kissed him in the study yesterday——

"My little song is very smart, you don't forget anything, right?"

At that time, the boy's lips were even more rosy than they are now, with traces of saliva on them. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was pride in the beautiful eyes: "Of course!"

Huai Zhou remembered the self at that time, pinching his slender chin like a devil who seduced an angel and fell, and whispered in his ear: "You must remember that little song, you must send me away like you sent Uncle Lite away .”

"Do you want to be exactly the same?"

"Yes, can Xiaoge do it?"

"No problem."

"You still want gifts from me, a truckload of comic books..."

The corners of his lips gradually curled up, and Huaizhou's deep gray eyes gleamed with a dark light that only young people can understand. He opened his mouth and uttered a code word that only young people could understand: "Then what gift does Master Jimmy want?"

The smile on the young man's face was even brighter, and he said the plan they had discussed a long time ago: "I want a truckload of comic books!"

His son likes to read books, and Bart is no stranger to his behavior of asking for books from every bodyguard and nannies who left. He winked at his subordinates, and his subordinates immediately stepped forward and handed Huai Zhou a card.

Bart said generously, "One truckload is too little. Dad will ask Huai to bring you an extra truckload of comic strips, okay?"

"Thank you dad!" The boy immediately thanked him obediently.

Bart patted his head again, took his hand into the room.

Huaizhou looked at Bart's movements, and the smile on his lips faded. After the boy turned around, the smile on his face disappeared completely. He watched the boy coldly from turning around to entering the room, without turning his head to look at it from the beginning to the end. With a glance at him, Huai Zhou curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner.

Send him like Uncle Leeteuk.

The real one is exactly the same, not bad.

Huaizhou had to admit that the boy's acting skills were beyond his expectations. This may be due to his memory, but maybe... it may also be his nature.Now Huaizhou seems to understand why that person wants to get rid of the boy. He is a genius, and any genius who is extremely intelligent is dangerous, especially one who has no knowledge of good and evil. The man with the pen is manipulative genius.

In this world, the sharpest weapon is never the blade, but the thought.