Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[Extra 197: Miss Song’s First Love (3)]

"It rarely snows here, but this year it's been extremely heavy." The young man stretched out his hand, caught a snowflake, and then retracted, "I just don't know if I'll be able to see you next year."

Zhizhi looked at him, confused by his words.

He could always understand her gaze immediately, and narrated softly with a smile: "Over the past few years, my mother has sent me here for a period of time roughly every year to be studied by those people, so I said this, in my heart

I look forward to seeing you next year, I think I will come again... next year."

Zhizhi remained silent, his lips moved, but still no words came out.

She hasn't made a sound for a long, long time. Perhaps, except for the baby's cry, she has never uttered a complete sentence.

It's not because I can't say it, but because I don't want to.

In my vague memory, when I was very young, I was slapped on the face more than ten times for saying something, and the corners of my mouth were bleeding.

I couldn't speak or eat for many days, and even breathing was painful.

She didn't have a deep memory of who hit her, and she couldn't even remember it despite her desperate efforts.

However, the deep fear with hatred will always remain in her young heart, giving her a psychological barrier to language.

"My home is in City Z, China. If you go out and become homeless, just go there and find me." He whispered softly, leaning on Zhizhi's shoulder, "My name is..."

Zhizhi quickly turned around, covered his mouth, and shook his head.

He looked at her for a while, took her hand and asked, "Don't you want to know?"

She nodded.

There was a hint of hurt in his eyes, and he chuckled, "Okay, it doesn't matter. It's good like this now. I will always remember that I have you by my side this winter."

Zhizhi took back his hand, looked at his palms covered with snowflakes, and pursed his thin lips.

Yes, that's good.

For him to be able to enter this research laboratory so casually, his status must be extraordinary, and it is not someone she can afford to offend.

Although Song Xiaozhi has only been alive for eleven years, she has experienced a lot of hardships. During this period, the only belief that supported her was to survive. She did not want to have too many fetters, let alone add unnecessary things.

Don't even want to.

He put his arm around her shoulders and smiled, "My little friend, after the winter, the New Year will come. You will be 12 years old. I'm leaving soon. I'll give it to you whatever birthday gift you want."

birthday gift...

She looked at him with confusion in her eyes.

She had never received anything like this.

She didn't even know when her birthday was.

Seeing the confusion and pity in her eyes, he stretched out his slender fingers, held her little face, and whispered: "This gift may not be the best, but it is what I want to give you very much."

Before Zhizhi's big eyes had time to blink, she saw his face gradually enlarging, enlarging, and finally sticking up...

The boy and the girl kissed each other helplessly.

The snowflakes were still floating, the sea water made a faint echo, and the mist in the dim evening hit the two people's cheeks coolly——

He opened his eyes, and so did she.

The two of them were at a loss. One of their faces was as red as a morning glow, and the other was as bright as an apple.

She was the first to come to her senses, quickly stretched out her hand, and pushed him away violently.

Unexpectedly, he didn't have time to grab the branch, his body tilted and he fell down.

She subconsciously reached out to catch him, grabbed his hand, and was led down by him.

There was a loud pop.

He fell to the ground and she fell on top of him.

Her lips accidentally pressed on his face——

His face was feverish and he was coughing violently.

She stood up in a hurry, turned around and was at a loss. There were only two words in her mind, first kiss, first kiss, first kiss...

"We...just..."

When he opened his mouth to speak, his voice was hoarse and hoarse that was characteristic of his voice change in adolescence, which made her heart beat wildly and she was at a loss what to do.

"Did we just pick up... pick up..."

She rolled her eyes, and her body suddenly looked like a zombie, lying down straight.

Play dead.

A unique skill invented in a flash of mind.

He was stunned, grabbed her shoulders and shouted: "Is it okay... I'm sorry... I didn't mean it, I just... I didn't know this would make you faint, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhizhi was lying in the snow, but he didn't feel cold.

The palms of my hands and soles were burning, and there were a little traces of sweat.

She once worked in a bookstore in a rental house and had no money to take classes. In order to learn how to read and write, she read many romance novels in her free time...

This feeling should be the first love mentioned in the book.

But her first love was at the age of eleven, was it so early?

He looked at her blushing and lying still. He hugged her and sat up. While patting the snowflakes on her shoulders, he pinched her in a hurry and said, "Kid, wake up quickly. Are you okay? Are you okay?

ah?"

She felt that it was not so annoying for him to call her a kid.

She decided to just pretend to sleep until he left.

When we meet tomorrow, tell him that he is actually pretending to be faint and make fun of his embarrassment now, hahaha!

The cute thoughts of the girl teasing him came to mind, and he was filled with sweetness.

But the next day, the boy didn't come again.

The snow was still falling so hard, the air was still cold, and the night was still misty. She looked at the front of the woods and waited for several hours before she realized -

Turns out he really left.

In her third year at the institute, she didn't see the boy for the entire year.

She was lonely and lonely at the age of twelve. She did not go to wait under the woods every day like the female pig trotter in the novel, but she chose to forget in a more silent and indifferent way.

Until one time when dense snowflakes started to fall from the sky, she circled around the tree again and again.

When she left the snow, she looked back and realized.

This winter, the only prints left in this forest are my own footprints.

Lonely and alone.

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

When I was thirteen years old, a big shot came to the research institute. I heard that this big shot could lead people away from this remote island, but he only wanted girls.

After lunch, all the girls under the age of eighteen were brought to the big man and allowed to be selected by him personally.

"Mr. Shen, we are very happy to receive the commission from the Nangong family. Here are all the girls under the age of 18 in the institute. The pathogen vaccine for Master Nangong has been successfully researched. As long as it is implanted into the bodies of these girls,

After three years, antibodies are formed and it can be administered."

The man in a white coat and mask said this in a respectful tone.

As Mr. Shen spoke, he cast his eyes on the tall and short girls in the row in front of him, looked closely at them, and said in an indifferent tone: "Our young master has a strong physique, and the average girl's physique may not be able to bear it. Besides, since he is being shot,

She is given the title of adopted daughter, and her temperament cannot be too cowardly, as it will disgrace the Nangong family."

When all the girls heard this, they straightened their backs and stood at attention.

Zhizhi stood in the corner, inconspicuous.

The researcher turned his attention to Zhizhi and said hesitantly: "No. DG33, she is good. She never cried or made trouble during the experiment. She happens to be thirteen years old, which is the best age for vaccine cultivation, but... she is mute... …”

People who have been to the Doug 1369 Institute have numbered marks behind their earlobes that can never be removed, similar to prisoners.

DG33 is synonymous with her here.

Mr. Shen was silent and frowned.

Although Zhizhi didn’t quite understand what pathogen vaccines they were talking about, he understood——

This is an opportunity, a good chance to leave.

Otherwise, I might end up in this institute forever, without freedom.

She raised her face, a small face filled with determination and arrogance, and slowly uttered a sentence, "Which eye of yours saw that I am mute?"

The researchers were surprised.

This little girl was very special. He remembered it clearly, but he really didn't hear a word she said.

Mr. Shen raised his eyebrows.

A little girl who is very knowledgeable and understands the situation.

Here, the only little girl dared to look directly at him.

Even the tone of his voice was innately unruly and indescribably domineering.

"I want her," Mr. Shen said with satisfaction, "little girl, sign the agreement, take you away, and give you the most proud surname - Nangong!"

Zhizhi nodded indifferently, signed the adoption agreement, and signed his life-long rights to a family called Nangong.

She stayed in the woods for a long time before Mr. Shen took her away.

Sitting on a branch, looking up at the stars, and reaching out to explore, a rippling smile appeared on her lips.

She is finally leaving...

She left the memory of that boy in this island forever.

Time flies like a shuttle, and years are like arrows.

Now, when she suddenly remembered this young man, she realized that she could not even remember his face...

(Thank you dear 13729989476 for the silent red envelope~~Mom╭(╯3╰)╮~~This is just a continuation of the extra story, not the ending~~I don’t know if these parents have any guesses about who the father is. Any help? ^_^)