Into a parallel world

Chapter 135 Bai Jifeng's 3rd World Extra Story

"Uncle, there are a lot of homework assigned in school today." Song Ci, carrying a big schoolbag on his back, threw himself at Bai Jifeng who was sitting on the sofa. His cheeks were still slightly chubby, his big eyes were full of grievances, and he was deflated. Rubbing her mouth against Bai Jifeng's chest to act like a spoiled child.Sure enough, the opponent's palm reached his little head as expected with a comfortable temperature.

"Is that so, what time is Xiaoci going to bed tonight?" Bai Jifeng said softly, pinching that fair and tender face, the touch that he couldn't put it down made him reluctant to really use his strength.Simply hugging him onto his lap, Song Ci happily twisted his buttocks, the big schoolbag on his back bent his back, and hit his head on the chest in front of him.

"Hmm... so hard!" Song Ci covered his forehead, Bai Jifeng smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to rub his small forehead, and said helplessly, "Don't carry your schoolbag on your back from now on, let the driver uncle help you."

Song Ci bared his teeth: "I don't want it! The teacher said that these are all knowledge, and they are very expensive!"

Children are always easy to take adults' words seriously, and adults always feel that children don't understand anything.

He didn't speak, but suddenly felt that the person sitting on his lap seemed to have grown up a lot, and they had only been together for about two years, "Little guy, you will be promoted to the sixth grade soon, you have to study hard, you know? "

"I'm no longer the old Song Ci! Now I'm the elementary school bully that the teacher said!" Song Ci frowned and clarified for himself. He knew that the previous self was cynical, and the boy's wildness was brought into full play by him. But since following Bai Jifeng, everything has been arranged clearly for him...

Bai Jifeng smiled lightly and said nothing, stretched out his hand to hold the little man tightly in his arms, pressed his little head on the left side of his chest, let him listen to his slow heartbeat, it was a heart that was gradually thawing out of the ice, it was beating very slowly , I also really want to jump out of the ice, and beat violently and enthusiastically for this little life until I die.

"My little cutie." He murmured softly, kissing those little eyes gently.

If the life can be kept simple like this, he will not lose happiness, but he gradually realizes that he is too used to this child, but he has no experience in getting along with others, but he has nothing to do, because he can't deal with Song Ci ruthlessly. , the more I love Song Ci every day.

This kind of love, from the violent impulse at the beginning to the long stream now, is like a stream of water sliding over the stones on the bank, washing away the corners of water chestnuts, and smoothing away all the frizz. He began to make plans for their future, designing a complete set one by one. , Isn't all of this what he wants?Make Song Ci more dependent on him.

"Uncle..." Song Ci stood at the door of Bai Jifeng's room holding the little rabbit that Bai Jifeng gave him on his tenth birthday with one hand.

"You have to sleep by yourself." Bai Jifeng took off his glasses, looked at the aggrieved child at the door and said solemnly, they had been sleeping together until tonight.

"uncle……"

"Go to your room quickly, Xiaoci has grown up, or your classmates will laugh at you." Why doesn't he want to be tender together?It's just that every time he lay down together, the eagerness in his heart kept tearing at his sanity.

"Godfather..."

Bai Jifeng: ...

After closing the computer, he looked down and saw Song Ci hugging his thigh and looking up at him. The little rabbit was placed on the pillow, with dark eyes facing the ceiling.At the beginning when he bought this little rabbit, it looked like Song Ci. Its cuteness made him want to eat it, press it on his chest, crush it and melt it into his body.

"Go to bed soon?" Putting the computer on the table, Bai Jifeng lay back under the blanket and hugged Song Ci, his voice was a little hoarse because he stayed up late.

Song Ci shook his head, his small arms climbed up Bai Jifeng's neck, and he arched his body into the warm embrace. The sleepiness on his small face was obvious, and he didn't want to close his eyes to sleep until he was really nestled in the other's chest. .

Such Song Ci is so cute that it explodes.Bai Jifeng endured the turmoil in his heart and tightly embraced the small ball in his arms, obviously wanting to use force so much, but he only dared to hug in vain.This kind of dilemma tormented him, making him dare not go any further.

Good boy, what do you call me?

Godfather!

Why is it called that?

I don't have a father anymore, and my friend said that the uncle who adopted me and treated me well is a godfather.

Godfather...?Existing like a father, is he a fatherly love for Song Ci?What's ridiculous is that he didn't even feel the love himself. What kind of pronoun can be used to explain this sudden extra emotion?

Godfather... He is both happy and repulsed by this title in his heart. He is not satisfied with these, just like forcibly integrating into human society for Song Ci, he is also touched by desire. What, but deep in his heart is pulling him, he wants to give the child a kiss, a kiss that represents all his thoughts, and wants to hold the child tightly, touch him with the most gentle way, and want the child to call him, not uncle Not a godfather.

what is that?

Looking at the sleeping person in my arms, the night is quiet, everything around me is erased, only the two of them are left in the world, the sound of tree branches is like the rustling of pens falling on paper, that is the continuation of their writing story.He leaned forward and kissed his little face, then closed his eyes and felt the light breath in his ears, his heart beat at the same frequency, and the blood in his body was flowing at the same speed as Song Ci's.

Is there anything more intimate than melting into blood?From the perspective of Bai Jifeng at that time, this was the proof of the most intimate relationship between people.

This is the most carefree day, and he enjoys it, even when he is teased by his colleagues that "the indifferent boss will also take care of the children".But from that day on, his children began to alienate him, moved back to their own room on their own initiative, and talked to themselves only a handful of times a day, and what was even more extreme was that they chose to live in a high school when they filled out their application for the high school entrance examination!

That day was when Song Ci just started the second semester of the third year of junior high school. He was sitting in a corner of the study room. This corner was completely different from the overall decoration of the study room. Its walls were made of special materials to look like snow-capped mountains, and "snow" fluttered on the ceiling. ', it is said to be snow, but it is actually snowflakes made by using a refrigerator. There are cedars growing windingly under the 'mountain'.And he was sitting in it, letting his skin turn red from the cold, but he still wanted to tell the things in his heart to the 'Snow Mountain'.

After living for seven years, his special physique gradually dissipated, and he began to transform into the model of a normal person in this society.But in this way, he can't have the ability to bleed and beat the heart with Song Ci, and he can't accept the loss of "intimacy" all of a sudden, so he has to torture himself in such an incompatible way to barely recover his previous physique.

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