20 billion year old boyfriend

The butler was still saying: "A guest came to the village last time and mentioned to me that some people have a special energy that can emit more... oh, negative ions... this thing will produce A strong sense of intimacy, especially innocent children, are easily attracted. I think the guests may have this kind of energy."

The butler even felt that he was also affected by this kind of negative ions, but he was not a child after all, at most he just felt that this boy had a quality that ordinary people did not have.

Jiang Jishan finally looked up at the butler, and said, "Maybe."

He looked like a person who was naturally serious and silent, but the head housekeeper suddenly couldn't be sure whether such a person really liked children.

When Ying Yuchu got up to leave, the maid beside him wanted to hold his hand, but was rejected.

Yingjia Villa is very quiet, deep and huge, like an old man with a cane sitting on the mountain.

A gunshot in the morning alarmed the old man.

At that time, Jiang Jishan was being chased and intercepted by a group of children.

The third wife of the Ying family lay in a pool of blood and ended her life with a pistol.

Jiang Jishan was the second to arrive. This is a two-storey attic, and the incident happened on the second floor. When he arrived, a young man was standing at the door of the room, wearing a shirt and trousers, with a calm expression on his face, as if the sun was shining on him. Separated by him.

The room is in a beautiful European style, with fringed tablecloths and curtains, and exquisitely textured and gorgeous tapestries.

The woman's head was like opened red wine, bleeding continuously, and the sheet replaced the cup.

The child sat in the corner of the wall with his head down, his hair covering his expression, and he didn't move at all.

Jiang Jishan walked over at the fastest pace—this was different from his usual calm style.He pushed aside the slightly curly hair, and saw Ying Yuchu's expression was dull, with a pair of empty eyes open, and there were five red marks on the left cheek, which were beaten by a woman.

The young man said: "That's my third sister-in-law, a crazy woman."

He called Ying Wangfeng expressionlessly and ordered his servants to clean up the scene. In the eyes of Ying's family, the police station at that time was just like the United States' extradition treaty for drug traffickers in Colombia.

The butler was the third to come, followed by Ying Wangfeng and Li Heqing, as well as several other people who were usually in charge of the Ying family. , it seems hypocritical.

Everyone dispersed, and the child sat there quietly, as if his mother's death had no effect on him.

Before leaving, the young man touched his head, then turned and left.

Li Heqing, who was walking in front, suddenly turned to look at the child.

"Are you so indifferent to your grandson?"

"He is the grandson of the third child."

Li Heqing sneered and said, "So you and the third child were not born to the same mother." He purposely spoke ironically.

Ying Wangfeng stopped, and hehe said: "Old Li, you don't understand the Ying family, the Ying family is not born to enjoy happiness, not to mention... The Ying family is a big machine, if I behave differently to anyone, or care about anyone a little Man, then this machine is going to break down, it's going to stop working."

Li Heqing said: "So you still treat everyone equally?"

"It's not right to say that. I can't treat every family member equally, but I must treat the parts in the machine equally."

Li Heqing became interested: "Oh? Then there are other parts outside the machine?"

Ying Wangfeng raised his eyebrows, but did not answer.

This time it was Li Heqing's turn to be confused.

After the room was cleaned, the smell of blood still existed, and the God of Death arrogantly left traces.

Ying Yuchu suddenly knocked his head on the corner of the table like crazy, when Jiang Jishan held him down, his head was already dripping with blood, but soon those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the red marks on his face also disappeared, and his whiteness returned.

The blood on Jiang Jishan's hands was real, hot, and a painful hole was scalded in his heart.

It seems that he has abused himself for a long time, but everyone thought that the wound would heal immediately, so they let it go.

He took out a tissue from his coat pocket and wiped the blood off his forehead.

Ying Yuchu grabbed his hand, opened his mouth and bit down, so hard that even his brows were furrowed and his forehead trembled.With such strength, it seemed that Jiang Jishan had shot his mother's shot.

Jiang Jishan suffered from pain and pinched his jaw open, finally saving his own hand.

There was a lot of blood, but the bite was not too deep, but that layer of flesh could not be retained.

Only then did he discover that he was not just a masochist, but a sadist.

There is an extra "=)" on the back of the hand.

The bitten person smiled instead: "So it's still rabbit teeth?"

Ying Yuchu pushed him away, ran out, and tripped over the vase at the door, which was moved by the servant just now to move the bed, otherwise he would not have fallen.

After all, he is just an invisible child.

Jiang Jishan heard Ying Yuchu's forehead hit the floor heavily, the sound was much louder than yesterday when he landed on his back in order to save Yuzi Laoba.

He just fell at the door, unable to get up, like a lifeless rotten leaf, unable to be blown by the strong wind, and unable to float up in the water.

Jiang Jishan saw that his back was twitching, and there was the sound of water dripping on the ground, echoing in the small space one centimeter above the floor.

These water droplets sound like liquid bullets, passing through Jiang Jishan's heart.

"Ah Si..." He picked up Ying Yuchu, and hugged him firmly in his arms. The suppressed cry was like a flood that opened the gate in the touch of his hands, and instantly overturned into his ears. This cry could not be ignored It hurts.

Jiang Jishan finally held him in his arms and felt his chest quivering with pain. If the pain hidden inside became real, it would tear this small body apart, the entire mountain forest would collapse, and the torrent of pain would overwhelm the sky. .

Jiang Jishan wished he could share the pain with him.

He was kneeling on the ground with his right knee, and the child was sitting on his lap, leaning on the boy's still-unstrong chest, and crying loudly.

The military uniform was wet with tears, spreading in large swaths, sticking to his chest and arms.

This embracing posture lasted for two hours, Jiang Jishan was like a knight, barely moving, like a painting with strong colors in the setting sun, the door frame was used as a frame to freeze them.

Just like the Western painting at the corner of the stairs in Yingchangren Castle.

The painting didn't come alive until Ying Yuchu fell asleep.

When Jiang Jishan was able to get up, a housekeeper had been waiting at the side. She didn't show much emotion, but Jiang Jishan could see her puzzlement and surprise.

She took the child from Jiang Jishan's arms: "Thank you, guest, you are really a great person."

No matter how strange this sentence sounds, Jiang Jishan didn't pursue it.

Anyway, the people in the Ying family are very weird.