Urban God-level Bodyguard

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Mo Xixue leaned on the door of the ward, sitting on the ground without regard to the image, his legs curled up slightly, his arms around his legs, and then put his chin on his knees, changed a comfortable posture, looked quietly Not far away, Zhang Xingyun, with a sweet smile on her pretty face, and sometimes a shame ...

"Smelly wood ... You changed so much when you were a kid ..." Mo Xixue's mouth twitched with a charming smile, his eyes were pale red, and a pair of bright big eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, as if recalling something.

Time seems to return to a certain time node in memory.

It was a cold winter, without snow, but the wind was very strong. Mo Xixue took her mother's hand back to the house, but she still remembered the scene she saw on the street just in her small head.

"Mom, why did that little boy cry? Is the person lying on the ground his father?" This year, Mo Xixue was seven years old, and was still a lovely little girl.

Mo Xixue's mother heard Yan gently stroking her daughter's head, and said warmly: "He only cried because he was sad."

"Then why is he sad?" The child at this age is always full of questions.

"Because his father fell asleep."

"Fell asleep?"

"Yeah, everyone is asleep." Mo Xixue's mother squatted down, gently embracing Mo Xixue into her arms, and murmured: "Xue'er, you must promise mom, when one day When you find that your mother can no longer open her eyes, do n’t be sad or cry because your mother is just asleep ... "

Mo Xixue nodded inexplicably.

At night, only Mo Xixue was sitting alone in the living room of the rental house and watching TV. During this time period, there was her favorite cartoon.

Mom and dad both have work and are busy with the new house, so usually Mo Xixue is at home alone. The door is locked from the outside without worrying about safety.

While Mo Xixue was watching the fascination, there was a slight stomping and breathing sound at the window, just like the action when people are cold.

Mo Xixue turned his head and saw a small figure, with a dirty face standing at the window, his big eyes staring straight at his home TV, a pair of small ears freezing red, and small hands From time to time, he put his mouth on the hot air to relieve the cold.

It was a little boy, Mo Xixue had seen it, and it was the little boy he saw on the street during the day.

The little boy didn't seem to realize that he had been discovered, and he still looked at it through the fence of the iron window. Mo Xixue did not say anything.

In this way, almost every night at some point in time, there will be a little boy standing by the window of Mo Xixue's house.

Finally, one day later, Mo Xixue began to try to contact the little boy.

As soon as the cartoon time arrived, the little boy arrived as scheduled.

"Hello, what's your name?" Mo Xixue had been waiting for the little boy at the window. When the other party came, she asked crisply.

The first contact between children is completely free of guards and vigilance between adults, as if all people of the same age should be friends.

The little boy was obviously scared, and after a while he whispered: "I ... my name is Zhang Xingyun ..."

"Hee hee, my name is ... Xue'er, that's what my mom and dad called me, you can call me this way too!" Mo Xixue's small face carved with jade, showing closeness, lives in such an environment She usually doesn't have any friends, so when she meets her peers, she has a natural intimacy.

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