Chapter 394: A Glance for a Thousand Years

When he said this, his body shook violently.

Xingxing simply let go of his hand, stretched out her short arms, and hugged Mo Heng directly.

Xingxing's arms were a little short and couldn't completely wrap around him.

But when the whole soft little body pressed against him, Mo Heng felt like he was dreaming.

So warm... he thought dazedly.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

It is precisely because of this that he has always felt that he deserves to live in darkness since he could remember.

Xingxing's little hand gently patted his back: "It's okay, it's okay, Brother Mo Heng will never live in the basement again! You will live in a big house with bright windows, and there will be many very, very good people to accompany you."

Mo Heng nodded vigorously, took a deep breath and continued speaking.

Later, a long, long time passed.

Until he was four or five years old, one day the man covered in blood suddenly dragged him out of the basement.

"I betrayed my master for you." The man looked badly injured, but he smiled at him. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that my master would let me go because of a little girl.

"That little girl is really an angel. She is completely different from you."

The man held him in his arms as they shuttled through the dense forest, grimacing in pain but still talking to him with a smile.

Mo Heng didn't have a name at that time. He just raised his head, his pale little face that hadn't seen the light for a long time, and his dark eyes stared straight at the man.

No fear, no worry, no curiosity.

There was a faint sound of gunfire behind the man.

This scene was extremely similar to the scene a long time ago when Mo Heng's mother held him and escaped.

He thought he was still going to be killed.

He also knew that the man holding him was going to die.

He protected himself for a long time, hid himself for a long time, and struggled in the basement for two years in this place where he could never escape.

Then just die like this, he thought, I shouldn't exist in this world anyway.

The man continued, "That little girl is so pretty. I have never seen such a lovely little girl. She asked my master to let me go.

"You know what? My master is a very fierce and cruel man, although he looks very elegant. I worked under him for many years and I know the consequences of betraying him.

"But there's no way. Who made me fall in love with your mother at first sight? So even if it means risking betraying him, I have to bring you out.

"In fact, I didn't betray him. I just didn't do what he asked. After all, I still had to protect you. But in his eyes, this was no different from betrayal. Of course, I understand this.

"So when I found out that he had let me go, I was really surprised. I didn't expect that angelic girl held such a high position in his heart.

"Boy, I never thought you could survive."

The gunfire behind me became more and more frequent.

Not far away, a small boat hidden behind the reef gradually emerged.

The smile on the man's face grew bigger and bigger.

He threw Mo Heng onto the boat and stepped on as well.

With the accelerator pressed, the boat sped across the sea at an extremely fast speed.

Unable to tell the direction on the vast sea, the man drove for two hours. Finally, he could no longer control his body and fell on the deck.

He no longer had the strength to steer the boat.

Mo Heng squatted beside him, staring at him without saying a word.

The man in front of him was about to die. Mo Heng thought, this was the second person to die in front of him.

Anyone who comes into contact with him will die miserably.

Mo Heng suddenly spoke, his voice was extremely harsh. This was the first time he spoke: "If you shouldn't have saved me, maybe you could still survive."

The man's eyes widened in surprise, and then he laughed: "I knew it a long time ago. You must have learned to speak a long time ago. You are really smart... Yes, you won't live long."

He felt his abdomen and saw a gunshot wound and excessive blood loss.

There was no chance of his survival.

He looked into Mo Heng's dark eyes and said with his last bit of strength:

"I haven't told you my name yet. My name is Lin Yi."

Having said that, he took out a blood-stained photo from his arms with great difficulty and handed it to Mo Heng.

"This is the little angel who kept me alive. If you can survive, you must protect her well.

"Without her, I would have no chance to come back and take you away, and you would have become a dried corpse in the basement in no time."

He didn't care what kind of psychological shadow his words would bring to such a young child.

As he spoke, he began to vomit blood.

Mo Heng stood by quietly and gently grabbed his hand.

Watching him die little by little.

When he could no longer feel Lin Yi's heartbeat and breathing, he remembered the photo stuck on his hand.

He picked it up and took a look at it, his heart skipping a beat.