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When the drunk man entered the room, Lanlan was doing her homework on the coffee table in the living room.

Seeing her father coming back, the girl's reaction was completely different from other daughters.

Her first reaction was to pack up her homework and get up, wanting to go back to the room.

The girl was obviously more afraid of her father than missing her. When her father, who had never been home, appeared in the house, she was like a cockroach living in the house, with an embarrassed and unfamiliar expression on her face, hiding from her master when she met her.

After the man came back, he leaned against the door and put the empty wine bottle on the wooden chair next to the door.

Then crookedly looking for slippers behind the door.

His eyes were dazzled, but he couldn't find it. Lan Lan went over and took out a pair of blue men's slippers and put them at his feet, with the intention of flattering him.

The man fixed his eyes on the little girl, spewed out a series of belches like an engine started, and slammed the wooden door shut.

As the door closed, it sounded terribly loud, and the panes of the door and nearby windows buzzed and trembled.

The little girl was also frightened so that her calf trembled.

"Little brat—" the man turned and went to a storage room on the right side of the living room door.

There are some obsolete and old items in that room, the lamp is broken, and Lan Lan usually doesn't go in except to take the hangers.

But when the man walked in, the girl screamed and rushed out the door as if she had guessed something.

The man grabbed the girl's hair, and the girl's thin arms and legs struggled frantically, calling "Grandma Zhang".

Grandma Zhang is washing dishes in the kitchen, surrounded by the sound of water, how can she hear the cry for help from two doors away?

Lanlan kicked the man with her feet and grabbed the man with her hands, but it had no effect except to irritate the man more.

The man dragged her, like a chicken or duck waiting to be slaughtered, and went straight to the storage room, skillfully found a wooden stick behind the door, closed the door and started beating.

The girl screamed and cried heart-piercingly, fleeing like a mouse among the abandoned freezer, a pile of cardboard boxes, and the rusted iron grill.

When Lanlan uttered her first scream, 422 had already called the nearest police station with the man's mobile phone.

But the man's mobile phone was thrown in the living room, unable to transmit the cries from here, and the policeman on the opposite side kept asking, "Hello? Is anyone there?"

The newly made body model happened to be dead at this time and could not make a sound.

Unable to wait any longer, 422 pushed open the door of the storage room, grabbed the stick that the man swung down, and punched him hard on the head.

The fat man staggered and fell into the pile of cardboard boxes from the punch, his head shook, and he squinted at the strange white thing that suddenly appeared in the room, thinking that he was hallucinating.

Lan Lan's eyes under the arm that was used to cover her head also widened, and she looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

For Lan Lan's psychological shadow, 422 feels very sorry.

He also didn't want to appear in front of Lanlan in this weird form.

This body model has only the face, no hair, and no ears.

What's more, there are no clothes, skin or bones.

The heroes in the movie are all handsome, but the one who came to save her was just a lump of white unknown object.

We don't have that condition, so let's make do with it.

Fortunately, this body is very capable of fighting.

Since Mr. Zhao easily lifted this body and tied it to a chair, 422 gave up the appearance with a deep sense of crisis, and gave priority to adjusting the firmness of the body. The result of the adjustment was verified by Lan Lan's drunk father, and the quality was very pass.

The white unknown object grabbed the collar of the middle-aged man with a huge beer belly with one hand, and threw him from one pile of cardboard boxes into another pile of cardboard boxes like cabbage, and then lifted the freezer by the wall with both hands, as if to Hit each other.

Lan Lan hurried over and begged in a panic: "Don't..."

The ferocious blue-gray eyes of the white monster turned to the girl and back again.

The poor man reflected in his pupils fell into the waste in a funny posture. The broken light bulbs in the house kept flickering. In the yellow light that flickered on and off, the monster held the large refrigerator with his bare hands, casting a huge and terrifying shadow on him.

The threat of death made him tremble convulsively.

Under his daughter's begging for mercy, the monster put down the refrigerator, took the girl's hand and left the storage room.

Take away the scarf, take off the coat, and then take the man's big padded jacket, 422 put these outfits on Lan Lan one by one.

The little girl put away her homework without saying a word, tidied up her pencil case and schoolbag, hugged the brown bear doll, and followed beside the strange white monster.

do you understand me? 422 asked the girl with his eyes: Do you want to leave with me?

The girl nodded.

One system and one child closed the wooden door and walked into the dark corridor.

The girl stomped her foot to turn off the voice-activated light.

She walked to the next door, bent down, and whispered "meow" twice under the crack of the door.

The cat inside the door also "meowed".

The girl said quietly: "I'm leaving with Uncle Ultraman, help me say 'goodbye' to Grandma Zhang!"

"Meow," said the cat, "meow meow."

Isn't Ultraman a very famous hero in their world?I didn't expect the girl to regard him as such a powerful thing.

Lan Lan walked to 422, her hair was messed up by her father, and her small face was mostly covered by the fur collar of a men's coat.

She tentatively reached out to the strange uncle who had saved her.

A big white glowing hand held her small hand.

Holding small hands like red ice cubes, 422 squatted down, took out the yellow rope that was tangled with the hair on the girl's head, and tied her a neat ponytail.

The monster opened its arms to the groomed girl.

The girl froze, then sprinted a few steps, and plunged into his arms.

The glowing Ultraman picked her up and walked in the opposite direction from home.

The empty neighborhood, the snowy sky with goose feathers, and the white-occupied road without a single footprint.

In the vast and boundless world, it seemed that there were only the two of them left.

Among the thousands of warm yellow lights, is there one that is lit for them?

Hearing the sound of snow being trampled underfoot, and holding the human girl in his arms, 422 can only think of one person.

He could only be sure that the lamp was to welcome him.

And the more than 80-square-meter room illuminated by that lamp, and the person who vomits and suffers alone in that room, is the only home in this world.

In the silent world, the little girl held up an umbrella and asked the uncle Ultraman who was holding her: "Uncle, do you know Dijia?"

Uncle shook his head.

"What about Shiro?"

Still shaking his head.

"I only remember these few..." The girl leaned against the white head of the Ultraman she didn't recognize, "So you don't know them either, you must have just come to Earth not long ago, they are super famous here."

"Then will you biubiu shoot lasers from your hands?" the girl asked curiously.

He doesn't know how to do this, but 422 can also do it.

In an instant, all the street lamps were extinguished, and half a second later, starting from where they were standing, the street lamps shot towards the end of the darkness like light arrows. Wherever the light arrows passed, a large golden carpet lay on the white snow. Spread out sequentially.

On the carpet, like talking cars in cartoons, several black and white cars parked on the side of the road turned on their own lights, and "Happy Birthday Song" played on the stereo.

Today is Lan Lan's birthday, 422 saw it from the school materials.

The little girl's hair, the wool on the scarf, and the silver-gray fur collar on the black coat are all soaked in the golden light.

During the singing, she was outlined by the light as if she was a special person chosen by the gods. Her small eyes, fleshy lips, and the spot under her right eye all became bright and lovely.

How extraordinary.

When all the lights were turned on to please her, a bundle of hay in the bird's nest also became the artist's masterpiece.

Therefore, what makes people extraordinary is always love and sunshine.

At least at this moment, 422 doesn't feel that Lan Lan is inferior to Gong Zhu.

Lan Lan opened her small mouth in surprise.

"Uncle Ultraman is so amazing!" She exclaimed happily, and couldn't help but put her arms around 422's neck, saying, "So amazing!" "So happy!"

Her smile was contagious and made 422 smile too.

"Please get in the car," the silver car closest to them opened the door and issued an invitation: "My precious little princess."

Every word has a strange tone, there are male voices and female voices.

This is a sentence that 422 improvised from the station that is currently playing.

Even so, Lan Lan is still very serious, very serious.

She got down from 422, holding the bear in her left hand, holding the bottom of the padded jacket with her right hand, bowed her knees slightly, bowed solemnly, and entered the car.

Her uncle Altman also got into the car, fastened her seat belt, and then drove away without even holding the steering wheel, stepping on the gas pedal.

When they were idle and bored, 422 developed a program to control the vehicle, but the longest controllable distance was 5000 meters, so in order to let the car go back by itself, after driving 5000 meters away, they changed a car.

When the second car was self-reliant and closed the door to find a way to go home, 422 came to the gate of the familiar community.

This was the first place to take him in when he was stranded in this world.

It is also the place where you can finally come back after going around.

Out of some strange sense of ritual, even though the lock downstairs couldn't stop him, he still sent a message to Zhao Huayuan's cell phone in advance.

Only two words:

Open the door.

So when he finally came to the downstairs where Zhao Huayuan was, he saw a man in only a thin black sweater running from the corner of the lobby on the first floor.

He didn't mean to ask Zhao Huayuan to go downstairs, he just wanted Zhao Huayuan to press the electronic doorbell in the living room to open the door remotely, to the effect that he wanted to tell the other party that he had gone home.

But when that figure appeared in his field of vision, he suddenly understood why he sent that message, and where did his sense of ritual come from.

Because he knew clearly that Zhao Huayuan would be happy when he received the news, and he also looked forward to seeing the other party greet him happily.

Like a tired bird returning to the forest.

Zhao Huayuan seemed to have just taken a shower before going downstairs, and the water was still hanging from his hair.

When I saw him up close, I found that he was really thin, the collarbone protruding from the collar of the sweater was deeper than before, and his face was obviously tired.

He looked at the little girl with disappointment for a moment, but when he found the teddy bear in the girl's arms, his eyes suddenly lit up.

How can I say this look.

It is brighter than the road that started at 422 o'clock just now.

"I'm back." He said flatly.

The girl looked at him strangely.

Zhao Huayuan closed the glass door: "It's cold outside, come in."

The two entered the elevator room. Zhao Huayuan pressed the 27th floor first. The girl looked at the note in her hand, but did not press the floor.

Zhao Huayuan lowered his head, his eyes lingered on the girl's note for a while, and deliberately asked, "Are you also on this floor? Which household?"

The girl said a number.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhao Huayuan's eyes darkened, "I am from that household."

The girl showed him the note.

The number of the target apartment, unit, floor, and the words "Zhao Huayuan" were written in pencil on it.

The three words were crooked, and Zhao Huayuan's pupils turned to the teddy bear in the girl's hand, showing a smile: "I am Zhao Huayuan."

The elevator stopped, and as soon as he walked into the corridor, the heat rose from the bottom of his feet.

Although Zhao Huayuan lived in a shared house, it was much more high-end than the six-story old building where Lan Lan lived, so Lan Lan felt a little apprehensive following Zhao Huayuan.

When Zhao Huayuan opened the door, Brother Bi and Ah Man were also active in the living room. Ah Man was reclined between the dolls on the sofa and watched TV on the tablet. Brother Bi sat on the floor and tuned the guitar. They were surprised to see the neighbor brought a child in.

"You're going downstairs, why did you come back with a child?" Aman asked lazily, holding his chin.

Lan Lan stood at the door, a little embarrassed to go in.

It's so shiny.

The three of them got together.

Now the plot of Aman and Brother Bi has begun, and they have become the hero and heroine.

Under 422's advice, their appearances were not changed too exaggeratedly, but the protagonist's aura naturally made them very dazzling.

The two of them went to a school performance two days ago, and got a warm response. One of the aftereffects was that the whole living room was stuffed with a bunch of dolls given by crazy college students, making it look like a room where normal people live.

And even if Zhao Huayuan was unwell, it didn't affect the impact of his appearance on ordinary people in the slightest.

At the door of such a strange protagonist's nest, it is only natural for Lan Lan to have stage fright.

"It's okay, they are all good people," Zhao Huayuan pulled the girl into the room, and naturally slipped the teddy bear into his hands by helping the girl with her schoolbag.

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