Rebirth of the Husband Program

The man looked at the young man beside him, and suddenly felt remorse. He was still so young, could he not be able to withstand the blow? After all, he liked those two children so much.

Thinking of this, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Tang Qimo walked a few steps and noticed that the man had stopped, so he also stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to see those two children?"

Tang Qimo was stunned for a word out of nowhere, and his first thought was that there was news about those two children! !

But after thinking about it, where did the man get the news that he couldn't even get?

For some reason, Tang Qimo suddenly thought of the major general who was as hard as a sword when he was in Li's house.

Was it that person who told Tang Yuan?

Come to think of it, only that man can know such a confidential matter.

"They..." He moved his lips dryly, he wanted to ask if the two children were all right and where were they?Did you suffer.

But the man's dignified expression dispelled the joy in his heart, and gradually he had a bad feeling.

Is it...

Sure enough, the next second, the man said in a low voice.

"If you say, what would you do if something happened to them, what would you do?"

Sure enough, Tang Qimo's heart gradually sank, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

In fact, he had been prepared for a long time, from the time when he learned that the soldiers of the empire had taken them away, and from the time when Iger warned himself not to pursue the matter.

At that time, he had a vague premonition that he might never see those two children again, the first children to take him in in this strange world.

"He... Where are they, where are the two children?" Tang Qimo heard himself asking in a hoarse voice, his expression was calm, calm and somewhat serious.

This didn't seem like a boy's character at all. The man who thought he would be sad took a deep look at him, as if he was trying to make sure that something was wrong, or pretending to be calm.

But those dark eyes were full of solemnity and calmness, like the calmness of a storm, waiting to erupt in an instant.

"Come with me." After saying three words, the man took the boy's hand and walked forward. He still couldn't let go. Although he knew that his partner would not do irrational things, deep down he still couldn't let go.

When warm fingers held his hand, Tang Qimo knew what the man was thinking.Pulling the corners of his mouth, he wanted to smile, but he couldn't laugh no matter what, not even a forced smile.

As long as he thinks of those two lovely children having an accident, his heart will be heavy.

At the critical point between the first and second districts, Tang Qimo raised the ID information on his wrist and shook it on the scanner.

After getting permission to go together, he once again set foot on this second district.

Life in the second district is still the same as before, with the same way of life and the same streets.

The only thing that changed was his mood.

It was obviously not a very long road, but for the first time Tang Qimo felt that this road was too difficult and too long.

Back in the slums, the house without the owner was gradually occupied by other homeless people, becoming a member of the slums.

Getting closer and closer to the small broken house, Tang Qimo's breathing subconsciously eased.

The man didn't speak when he heard the movement, but held his hand a little tighter.

With slender and pale fingers, he pushed open the door in front of him, and the man led him into the room, and then stood by the bed.

There was something wrapped in a coat on the gray bed. The coat was black, and Tang Qimo recognized it as a man's coat.

Looking at the motionless thing wrapped in the coat, Tang Qimo took a deep breath, then let go of the man's hand, stepped forward and opened the coat.

Li Hei's eyes instantly became turbulent, and Qingyue's voice was tainted with anger, like turbulent waves, as if the words were squeezed out from between the teeth, "Who is it!"

The two words are like a thousand catties, with piercing hatred.

Anger dyed his eyes red, he had never been so angry like today, even if he learned that his adoptive father had strange feelings for him in his previous life, he was not so angry.

"They're just children!!!" For the first time, he felt a killing intent in his heart, those beautiful dark eyes were like the coldness of the abyss.

The man walked up to him and hugged him tightly.Looking at the child on the bed with deep purple eyes, he said in a low and indifferent voice, "I am by your side, no matter what you want to do, I will be by your side."

The child on the bed still smiled peacefully and cutely, if one ignores his bloodless face and his monster-like body.

Dark green scales covered his whole body, a long tail grew out of the tail crest, and there was a sharp spike at the end.

The most infuriating thing is that there are countless wounds on such a body.Some were bloody, some were electric shocks, some were scorched, and some were cut by sharp knives.

The figure of a humanoid, the body of a monster.

He used to know that the experiments in these laboratories were cruel, but he never thought one day what would happen if the victim was someone close to him.

Tang Qimo only felt that such selfish human beings were extremely disgusting and angry.

But what could he do? There was nothing he could do now.

For the first time, Tang Qimo felt so incompetent.

The man with whom he had a soul contract felt his mood immediately, and quickly hugged him into his arms, comforting him for several minutes.

After a while, when Tang Qimo calmed down a bit, he said softly.

"He must have been happy when he died."

Tang Qimo stretched out his hand with reddish eye circles to caress the corner of the child's raised mouth. His hand was cold, the cold that had lost body temperature.

This child must not want to keep such a body alive, for him, death is a kind of relief, he can no longer see his own body like this.

"Ah Yan, you're awesome, it's no wonder you're your brother's younger brother."

The child on the bed still curled his lips, so happy and peaceful.

"He's the best." The man said, leaning over to kiss Tang Qimo's cheek comfortingly.

Tang Qimo was silent for two seconds before slowly speaking, "In our hometown... as long as someone dies, he will be cremated, because only in this way, no matter who is in front of them, whether guilty or innocent , their filth and sins will be washed away by the fire, and their souls will remain pure and clean."

The man said, "This is the first time I've heard such a statement."

Tang Qimo looked at the child on the bed, and gently lowered his eyes, "Let's see him off for the last time."

"Ah."

Then they found a place for the child to leave forever, and the raging fire devoured the child's ugly body.

The bright firelight reflected the calm and dark eyes, which gave a kind of solemnity and firmness.

Dazzling flames seemed to be dancing in the bottom of the eyes, but the hot temperature was not transmitted to the eyes, it was cold and cruel.

Afterwards, Tang Qimo put the child's ashes into a small box, which was the only trace of his existence.

Having done this they left the place.

When he got home, Tang Qimo put the box on the top shelf of the locker, then fell on the bed exhausted for a long time, watching the man busily tidying him up and down with his eyes open.

"I'm tired." In a light tone, with slightly closed eyelids.

The man nodded, "Then go to sleep, I will be by your side."

"Ah."

Tang Qimo fell asleep, today's blow was too big and too heavy for him.The tense nerves were relaxed, and the sudden exhaustion almost didn't overwhelm him.

This time he slept extremely uncomfortably, and the peaceful face of the child and the monster-like body repeatedly appeared in his mind.

Between half-dream and half-awake, he seemed to feel a pair of warm fingers stroking his hair and forehead, very comfortable...

Under the dim light, the man stared deeply at the restless teenager, his eyes filled with tenderness and worry.

Brushing away his sweaty hair with fingers, after thinking for a while, he got up and went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of water, then untied his clothes and wiped him with a warm towel.

But Tang Qimo didn't respond to all this, and after such a toss, it was almost dawn.

The dim light shone on the man's body, and the halo smudged his side face. Under the light, his face became more and more deep and clear.

When Tang Qimo woke up, he stared at a pair of focused and affectionate purple eyes, was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look out the window, it was pitch black outside.

"How long have I been sleeping?"

"It's almost dawn." The man said, got up and poured him a glass of water, "Drink some, moisten your throat."