The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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At that time, he should...have his own home, right?

Su Jinsheng stared at the ceiling, silently staring in a daze.

outside the door,

A soft meow will sound from time to time,

The man remained there persistently, refusing to go back to sleep.

Su Jinsheng couldn't fall asleep either, and lay quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

after an hour.

At half past six in the morning, the sky was completely bright.

Su Jinsheng opened the door of the room and walked out.

The cat boy who had been guarding the door looked up at her for a moment, his eyes were slightly red.

"Master, meow~"

Probably because of calling for a long time, his voice became hoarse and dry,

The entire face was extremely pale, without even a trace of blood,

He still kept the squatting posture, even though his legs were numb to the point of being completely unconscious, he didn't move.

The appearance is still well-behaved and humble.

Su Jinsheng tightened his grip on the doorknob slightly, subconsciously wanting to help him,

But because she was concerned about something, she didn't move, she looked down at him with a calm tone,

"Clean up, I'll see you off."

"Where is your home? Do you have any family?"

she asked softly.

In an instant, the boy's face seemed to become even paler.

His body was shaking, he bit his lip, and didn't speak.

The hand, which was already badly injured, was already oozing blood at this moment, showing signs of losing control.

He looked at her quietly, his beautiful and pure purple eyes seemed to hide a trace of grievance, which was pitiful.

He obviously didn't say a word, but he looked like a child about to be abandoned, with a sad breath.

Su Jinsheng was silent for a moment.

Obviously, I have already thought about it before, he is different from normal people, I want to send him away safely,

Looking into his eyes now, she...

I can't help but feel soft-hearted.

Su Jinsheng pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

The words to drive him away, no matter what, got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

Just when she was a little overwhelmed,

The man suddenly stumbled up and looked at her,

Afterwards, he slowly lowered his head, quietly, turned around and went downstairs.

Go through the living room, open the door, and walk out.

He never said a word, and his back was lonely.

The white gauze used to bind the hand was completely red at this time.

Drenched in blood, it looked shocking and frightening.

"Pa-ta--"

The door of the villa was closed.

In the huge villa, there was a dead silence again.

Su Jinsheng opened his mouth and stood there for a few seconds.

She looked at the closed door and tightened her fingertips slightly.

soon,

She hurried downstairs and followed.

Just when she thought he was really gone,

In no mood,

as soon as the door opens,

I saw the frail young man curled up quietly in a corner beside him, with his head buried, without saying a word.

now,

It was raining heavily outside, and the rain splashed from the ground, splashing onto the young man's thin body.

In the silent rain,

Under his soft hair, his cheeks were so pale that they were almost transparent,

He buried his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

His feet were bare, stepping on the ground, still covered with some dust.

His hands are tightly contracted, very strong,

As if he couldn't feel the pain, he let the blood flow out and hit the ground drop by drop.

The whole person was quiet, like a lifeless sculpture, frighteningly sad.

Even if he knew that he was going to be abandoned, he just curled up there quietly, neither noisy nor noisy, so sensible that it made people feel distressed.