The paranoid hero who is about to wear clothes is squeamish again

Chapter 72
The rain was so heavy that it hit the umbrella drop by drop.

When Qi Cheng ran, the water brought up by his steps splashed on his trouser legs.

While panting, he shouted, "Don't run away."

If you run again, you should be abducted by human traffickers like in the blackened version of the plot.

"When you go to my house, you can take a hot bath. After you take the bath, you will be clean."

After thinking about it, I felt that she didn't say anything nice, and said, "You are not dirty. Your eyes are very clean."

Qi Cheng wore a ponytail. The ponytail was long and when she swung it up, it was wet from the rain.

When he heard this, the young boy stopped.

My sister didn't think he was dirty and said he was clean.

It was as if a light had been added to his darkness.

He bit his lip, then licked the corners of his lips, water drops hung on his eyelashes, his phoenix eyes sparkled, reflecting the yellowed street lamps.

The little boy was soaked from the rain, and his worn denim jacket stuck wetly to his little body.

Standing on the same spot, looking at Qi Cheng cautiously, holding her little hands together, she was extremely cramped.

Seeing him stop, Qi Cheng rolled his eyes and laughed, trotting over, telling the young boy to cover him under her umbrella.

Jiang Chuzhi was three years younger than her, half a head shorter than her.

"Let's go, go home quickly and change clothes." Qi Cheng smiled and pulled his hand, dragging him to catch the bus.

The little boy shivered for a while, but he felt very happy.

He will be obedient and not cause trouble for his sister.

"What's your name?" Qi Cheng asked as he walked.

Although she knew the boy's name in advance, she still had to ask.

The little boy's hand was wrapped in the palm of Qi Cheng, and he curled up uncontrollably at the moment, "Jiang Chuzhi."

Jiang, Chu, Zhi.

Jiang, the river that never returns, refers to him at the beginning of the homonym.

His mother's surname is Jiang, and he follows his mother's surname.

Mom said that sooner or later, he will get rid of him.

Even his mother hated him, and sometimes even he hated himself in his heart.

The light in the young boy's eyes dimmed again.

Qi Cheng blinked and pinched his fingers, "It's a very nice name, as nice as the first snow that falls every year."

Really?

Jiang Chuzhi tilted his head and looked at Qi Cheng, his phoenix eyes lit up again, as if a light suddenly lit up on the boundless sea in the middle of the night.

"Where's my sister's name?" There was a slight milky sound in his voice, which made people pinch his little cheek.

Qi Cheng couldn't hold back, stretched out his rain-soaked hand, and gently pinched his soft cheek.

Well, it's soft and feels so comfortable to hold.

Couldn't help pinching a few more times.

"Zong orange, orange of oranges."

Jiang Chuzhi's eyes were bright, and he silently remembered the name in his heart.

Qi Cheng withdrew his hand, held his hand again, went to a nearby pharmacy to buy cold medicine, and then went to catch the bus.

The little boy followed her quietly, so well-behaved.

Only when Qi Cheng talked to him, he would say a few words.Qi Cheng didn't speak, and he obediently didn't bother her.

But from the brows and eyes, you can faintly see a bit of happiness.

Hurry up and hurry up, but fortunately, I caught up with the last train.

At ten o'clock, the bus arrived at the last stop, and Qi Cheng also pulled Jiang Chu off the bus.

The place where the original owner lived was a small remote western-style building, very big.

After getting off the bus, it takes more than ten minutes to walk.

Qi Cheng said while walking, "You put on my clothes first, wait a few days, it's Saturday, I'll take you to buy new clothes."

Jiang Chuzhi nodded and coughed a few times, looking wet like a pitiful little milk animal.

(End of this chapter)