Chapter 471

Gu Yiyang raised her hand to pin her drooping hair behind her ears, and then gently wiped off the sauce from the corner of her mouth with a tissue...Through her eyes, it was as if she saw the little girl back then, with clear black and white eyes full of crystal clear eyes. Tears, but also shining with a firm and stubborn light.

"The first time I saw her, she was a seven-year-old girl, missing two front teeth, and spit out when she spoke. She was a chatty little chatterbox."

Everyone stopped and waited quietly for the next sentence.

Chu Chu stared at him with wide eyes in astonishment, and in a whirl of thoughts, she vaguely recalled a big boy who was rescued by her mother in Longcheng when she was seven years old.

At that time, he didn't know whether he was a blood man or a snowman.

He was dressed in black lying on a pool of bright red blood, surrounded by silvery white snow, and the sky was still snowing heavily.He was almost frozen, the hair on his forehead was wet with snow, and stuck to his delicate and handsome cheeks, his long eyelashes covered with frost were trembling slightly, like a butterfly whose wings were beaten by water, Wanting to break free from the shackles of water, spread its wings and fly, trembling like Sakura's lips.

Chu Chu suddenly stretched out her hands to cover his face, revealing only a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, compared with the eyes in memory, there are a little more traces of time, more restrained and profound.

She held his hand and asked excitedly: "My God, that boy is you?!"

He didn't say a word in those few days, and he thought he was dumb at the time.

"Well, it's me." Gu Yiyang smiled lightly, his eyes clear.

That year, he saw his mother and elder brother die in front of him. He couldn't take revenge, so he escaped from the Gu family under the charge of killing his brother and mother.

In order to survive, he joined the gang as a killer.

In the eyes of the world, he is a cold-blooded and ruthless killing machine, a cruel and cruel devil.Then, he would be an out-and-out devil as they wished.During those dark years, there were only two things in his life, killing people and being hunted down.

Passing by the god of death again and again earned him the title of the number one killer. He also made countless enemies and was regarded as a thorn in the side of his peers.In an assassination mission, he was betrayed by his companions and caught in an ambush by the enemy.While killing the other party, he was also stabbed several times, and left the killing field like a walking corpse. He didn't know how long he walked before falling down on the snowy street.

At that moment, his already numb heart felt unprecedentedly relaxed.The snowflakes falling from the sky seemed to be specially designed to wash away his sins.

He thought, good, finally freed!
"Mom, come quickly, he's not dead yet." A clear child's voice woke him up from the boundless darkness.

He opened his eyes forcefully, looking into a pair of clear eyes without any impurities.He thought it was heaven.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you, you won't die." She stretched out her soft and boneless hands and wiped away the snowflakes and dried blood on his face, her misty eyes were like stars in the nine heavens, sacrosanct.

That street is very remote, there are no cars at night, and people pass by occasionally, and no one is willing to help them take him to the hospital.

In a daze, he heard the little girl's voice again.

"Mom, why is no one willing to help us? He's really dying." There was a cry in her voice, a tear hit her face, flowed onto her frozen lips, and the warm drops slipped into her throat , Straight to the depths of his heart, there was a trace of ripples, warming his stone-cold heart.

(End of this chapter)

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