Mad owl

Di Cheng tentatively wanted to move forward, but his footsteps seemed to be heavy. He had to admit that Yaya gave people a very strong sense of danger at this time.Even for him, a few traces of vigilance appeared uncontrollably in his heart.It's like an invisible aura, especially strong when it's quiet and calm. No one can be sure what kind of reaction this seemingly weak child will have in the next second, and what kind of life-and-death confrontation will happen.

Changsun Qianwen also hesitated a bit, the title of ghost doll did not come by chance, the strength of the third quasi-emperor was not fake, and the cruel and vicious disposition could not be deceived by appearances, especially the weird behavior now.

On the surface, it looked like a bleeding child was sitting in front of them, but in their eyes, they would rather be sitting on a crocodile.

After being silent for a while, Changsun Qianwen nodded lightly, slid his fingers across the wooden table beside him, quietly grasped a scalpel, and was cautiously on guard.Once an accident occurs and Ya Ya falls into a state of rampage, Di Cheng can keep himself safe, but he may not be able to protect him.

"...Mom...hug..." The low voice sounded again, tender, hoarse, and dry, which made people feel pity and pity.

Di Cheng signaled the elder Sun Qianwen to lean against the door, put his right hand behind his back, tense!Maintaining vigilance and caution, he slowly came to the bedside and stood next to Yaya.

crunch!The wooden bed made a slight sound and shook slightly.

The spirits of the two involuntarily became tense, for fear of becoming the fuse that caused an accident.Di Cheng was even ready to subdue him, even though he couldn't bear it, he had to take extreme measures as a last resort.

Yaya was moving at this moment, his lips moved softly, without making a sound, the shape of his mouth was like...

A cry of 'Mom'.

Then... Leaning lightly on Di Cheng's body, her petite body curled up, getting tighter and tighter.

In the end, he hugged Di Cheng tightly, suffocating, as if he was afraid of his leaving.

With a cold body, trembling slightly, whispering softly, Yaya's behavior at this time is like...begging...like...attachment...

Di Cheng tensed his body as hard as he could, and struggled cautiously, as if he had returned to the moment of fleeing in the dense forest that day, when he was almost twisted by Ya Ya.But the strength in Yaya's hands was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a bit of misery and fear on his expressionless face, and he murmured softly with a little trembling: "Mom...hug..."

Di Cheng felt distressed for a while, felt pity for a while, hesitated for a long time, and sighed softly. The vigilance, nervousness, and killing intent unknowingly spread out in his heart. He couldn't help stretching out his hand to hug Yaya, and said softly Comfort: "Don't be afraid."

Just like in the depths of the jungle that day, hugging, comforting, hugging, comforting.

"...Mom..." Yaya murmured, called, and yearned.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Di Cheng hugged Yaya, patted and comforted Yaya gently.

An incredible scene appeared.

Yaya unconsciously...stopped trembling...stopped whispering...only hugged her hands tighter, tighter.Due to too much force, the newly sutured wound opened again, and the blood and pus streaked across the pale skin, which was shocking.

One can imagine how severe the pain must be.

But Yaya didn't seem to feel it, she hugged her tightly, tightly, just for the warmth she felt.

Yaya's body is very cold, the kind of cold without body temperature, her skin is very white, the miserable whiteness, and she hugs her tightly, tightly in fear.Di Cheng has killed countless people and fought countless bloody battles. He thinks he is not a hero, but at this moment, he has an urge to take care of Yaya, which has never been stronger than before.

At this time, Di Cheng suddenly remembered the words of the old Living Buddha in the Wei Garden.

"Yaya's weirdness, Yaya's viciousness, and Yaya's cruelty come from his inner fear."

"The reason why Yaya's mind is distorted is because of fear, loneliness, coldness, and a rough and miserable childhood."

"Yaya has been living in fantasy, walking alone in the dark."

"Yaya has no ambitions, no goals, no expectations. His request is very simple. He just wants a little bit of care. He just wants to find a hug."

..............................

At that time, he didn't agree with the words of the old living Buddha, but now he felt so strongly, maybe... the old living Buddha was right.Yaya's request is very simple, she just wants to find a hug, a hug that can be warm.

Yaya... just a child...

"Mom... Ya Ya is back home..." Lying in Di Cheng's arms, Ya Ya showed a pure smile on his lonely face, so cute and heartbreaking.

In the depths of consciousness, in the endless darkness, a warm phantom surrounded Yaya, giving him warm care, and softly told the story of the past.

Yaya smiled, innocently, a tear rolled down his cheek.

Di Cheng gently wiped away the blood and tears on Yaya's cheeks, thinking in a daze that maybe he could give Yaya the hug he longed for.

The eldest grandson Qianwen did not disturb Di Cheng, and stood quietly in front of the door, watching the scene in front of him quietly, with a strange light flickering in the bottom of his bright eyes, as if he was meditating, as if he had a new discovery and guess.

After coming here for a long time, Changsun Qianwen suddenly said softly: "Put down your teeth and leave the room."

Di Cheng raised his eyes and looked at him strangely.

"Leave the room as far away as possible. I'll knock on the door and you come in again." Changsun Qianwen repeated again, still calmly and confidently, but with a subtle urgency in his tone.

Di Cheng looked at Yaya in his arms, carefully pulled his hand away, put him on the hospital bed, and slowly retreated to the door: "What do you want to do?"

"Verify one thing."

"Be careful." Di Cheng didn't hesitate, he had already chosen to trust 100% in his grandson Qianwen.

"Brother Cheng, what's the matter?" Chen Hu and the others, who were about to go crazy outside the door, let out a long breath as Di Cheng came out. Fortunately, there was no danger.

"I'll talk about it later, you guys are waiting here. If someone knocks on the door inside, notify me immediately. If there are other voices, rush in and save people."

"Save who?"

"Eldest grandson." After Di Cheng finished speaking, he left the room.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little puzzled, but an order is an order. Chen Hu and the others raised their spirits, held their weapons tightly, and stood in front of the door on full alert.Annie, Augustus and the others sat on the sofa in the living room, suppressing their curiosity and waiting quietly.

In the bedroom, Changsun Qianwen unconsciously twirled the scalpel, staring fixedly at the teeth on the bed.

In the room, there were only the ticking of the clock and the slight sound of breathing. Changsun Qianwen observed and waited quietly. Yaya was lying on the hospital bed, comatose like a deep sleep, and there was no abnormality.

1 minute... 2 minutes...

In the blink of an eye, 5 minutes passed, and everything was normal.

After another 5 minutes, it was still calm and silent, and 15 minutes passed without knowing it.

...Hmm... A faint, inaudible voice resounded, and the drowsy Yaya suddenly moved. First, the little hands slowly hugged the body, as if cold, as if afraid, curled up little by little, and the innocent smile slowly faded away .

Just 3 minutes later!

Ya Ya suddenly sat up, still sitting there blankly like before, with a deadpan expression on his face, filled with a dangerous aura.

Feeling the danger and loneliness revealed by Yaya, Changsun Qianwen's eyes flashed a light, and the rotating scalpel paused and knocked lightly on the door.

"Go find Brother Cheng." Chen Hu ordered immediately.

A few minutes later, Di Cheng returned to the bedroom, looking at the scene in front of him, he was also a little strange, and couldn't help but look at his eldest grandson Qianwen: "What happened again?"

"Hold him, comfort him, like just now."

Di Cheng didn't know why, so he looked at the weird grandson Qianwen, stopped for a while and walked up.

The previous scene reappeared again. When Di Cheng leaned against Yaya, Yaya turned to him like a leaf facing the sun, hugged him tightly, and the dangerous atmosphere slowly dissipated, leaving only a little attachment.

"Let go, get out." Changsun Qianwen's eyes became fiery.

"What's the matter? Let me remind you, it's not a wise choice to experiment with Yaya." Di Cheng frowned slightly. He didn't mind Changsun Qianwen arranging himself, but playing with Yaya...

Much more exciting than a mouse licking a cat! !

"I have a measure, the last time."

"be careful."

"By the way, go a little further."

Di Cheng left the room again and gave Chen Hu the same order. Everyone in the room frowned, making it even more strange.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Di Cheng entered the room for the third time.

It was business as usual, everything was the same, like history repeating itself.

Then, Di Cheng left for the third time and returned for the third time.

But this time...

Instead of sitting down, Yaya stood up, and opened his eyes that had been closed for four days.Blood red! !It was shaking a little crystal, but it was not tears, but blood!The eyes that used to be dead silent, are now blood-cold and terrifying.

Even more trembling, more frightening.

Yaya stood quietly, looking at Changsun Qianwen with bleeding eyes, a dangerous aura spread faintly, like a big net, tightly enveloping him.

A series of experiments made Yaya switch back and forth between warm and cold consciousness. The two extreme stimuli collided with each other, and finally awakened the sleepy soul. !

ps: It's the beginning of the month, let's have a blast!Brothers, flowers, recommendations, walk together! !