The plane flew smoothly at an altitude of 30,000 feet. Li Yuheng leaned lazily against the window seat, his sunglasses covering half of his handsome face.
Suddenly, he felt a gaze fixed on him.
He lowered his head slightly, pulled his sunglasses down a little to reveal one eye, blinked, and looked at the little boy standing in front of his seat.
The child was about seven or eight years old, with pale skin, slightly curly black hair, and a pair of dark eyes that were like bottomless pools, gloomy and quiet.
He was wearing a slightly oversized school uniform, holding a worn-out puppy doll in his arms, his fingers tightly gripping the doll's ears, his knuckles turning white.
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Little kid, why are you staring at me? Haven't you ever seen a world-class... no, cosmic-class handsome older brother like me before?"
The little boy didn't speak, but just stared silently at Li Yuheng.
This person who suddenly appeared is annoying.
He sat in his seat, wearing ridiculous sunglasses, and laughed like an idiot.
variable……
Kill him...
Li Yuheng then noticed that the little boy was holding a boarding pass in his other hand, and the seat number was clearly 24A, which was the seat he was currently sitting in.
Li Yuheng: "..."
He looked down at his boarding pass: 24b.
Oh, I've taken the wrong seat.
But he showed no intention of moving. Instead, he smiled and beckoned to the little boy, "Little friend, what's your name? Why aren't you saying anything?"
The little boy remained silent, but he gripped the puppy toy even tighter.
Seeing this, a flight attendant quickly came over, bent down, and gently said to the little boy, "Little friend, your seat is 24A, right? This gentleman may have sat in the wrong seat. Shall we ask him to move?"
The little boy slowly raised his head, glanced at the flight attendant, and his cold gaze made her subconsciously take a half step back.
Li Yuheng watched this scene with great interest, then suddenly reached out, picked up the little boy, and placed him directly on his lap!
"It's okay, the two of us can squeeze in," he said with a smile. "Anyway, my brother has long legs, enough for him to sit on."
The little boy froze, his dark eyes widening in shock, as if he hadn't expected anyone to dare treat him like that.
Li Yuheng casually ruffled his hair: "What's wrong? Are you scared? Don't worry, your brother isn't a bad person."
The little boy stared intently at him, his lips pressed into a thin line, still remaining silent.
The flight attendant was somewhat embarrassed: "Sir, this does not comply with aviation safety regulations..."
Li Yuheng waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm holding him, he won't fall."
Before the flight attendant could say anything more, the plane suddenly jolted violently!
"boom--!!!"
The violent turbulence instantly threw the cabin into chaos, with passengers screaming.
The oxygen masks popped up with a whoosh, and the alarm blared loudly.
Li Yuheng instinctively protected the little boy in his arms and frowned as he looked out the window.
A blood-red crack was faintly visible in the dark clouds, as if the sky had been torn open.
The mechanical voice of 0090 echoed in his mind: "[Your Highness, the plot is about to begin. Please prepare yourself.]"
Li Yuheng absentmindedly hummed in agreement, but his gaze never left the little boy in his arms.
He recognized her immediately; wasn't that his wife?
Although it's a miniature version and it's holding a weird doll, that familiar awkwardness is exactly the same.
Li Yuheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, gently pinching the little boy's cheek with his fingers: "Little friend, you're not really a little mute, are you?"
Tsk, it feels so strange not having anyone to argue with anymore.
The little boy's eyes instantly turned cold, and his fingers quietly tightened around the doll's neck.
As if unaware of the danger, Li Yuheng suddenly spread his legs.
The little boy was caught off guard and fell, his pupils contracted sharply, and his fingers instinctively gripped Li Yuheng's collar.
Just as he was about to slip, Li Yuheng caught him steadily and mischievously tossed him up a little, laughing heartily: "Hey, little kid, how come you're so light? Don't you eat properly usually?"
The little boy was tossed slightly into the air, his black hair disheveled and scattered across his forehead, his deep eyes fixed on Li Yuheng as if trying to see through him.
He pursed his lips and finally spoke: "Put me down."
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow: "So you can talk?"
The little boy's eyes were gloomy, and his fingers slowly tightened, squeezing the puppy doll in his arms until it was deformed, with faint black mist seeping from the doll's eyes.
Li Yuheng caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, but pretended not to notice. Instead, he leaned closer to the little boy and asked with a smile, "You still haven't told me your name, little friend."
The little boy stared at his face, which was inches away from his own, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Li Yuheng by the neck with both hands, his voice low and cold: "Do you want to die?"
Li Yuheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed even harder: "Wow, so fierce?"
Oh, his damn charm is irresistible. Even seven or eight-year-olds can't resist it. They pinch and hug him the moment they see him. What will happen when they grow up?
The plane began to plummet rapidly amidst severe turbulence.
The little boy's fingers were tightly gripping Li Yuheng's neck, his dark pupils surging with icy killing intent.
Li Yuheng was being pinched, but he didn't even flinch. Instead, he chuckled softly and said in a lazy voice, "Little kid, murder is illegal."
The little boy stared at him coldly, tightening his grip: "You shouldn't be here."
Li Yuheng clicked his tongue.
Forget about right or wrong, he actually felt like going shopping.
Li Yuheng suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the little boy's wrist, easily dissipated his strength, and then pulled him into his arms, whispering in his ear, "Unfortunately, brother is tough, you can't kill him."
The little boy struggled, but found that the man's arm was like an iron clamp, and he couldn't break free at all.
His eyes darkened, and the puppy doll in his arms suddenly twisted and deformed, with black mist seeping out from the gaps in the doll and wrapping around Li Yuheng's arm like a living thing.
Li Yuheng glanced down at him, his smile undiminished: "Oh, you can do magic tricks?"
Little boy: "..."
He had never met anyone like this before, someone who was not afraid of him, did not avoid him, and even ignored his murderous intent.
bother.
He absolutely must be killed.
Just then, the plane tilted sharply, the cabin lights went out, and darkness enveloped the cabin.
Amid the screams of the passengers, Li Yuheng felt the little boy in his arms suddenly twitch, and then something cold and sharp pressed against his throat.
It is a small folding knife.
The little boy's voice echoed eerily in the darkness: "Now, can you still laugh?"
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow in the darkness. Instead of dodging, he lowered his head and moved closer, the blade instantly drawing a shallow bloodstain on the side of Li Yuheng's neck.
“Little friend,” he said with a laugh, “do you know that you have to take responsibility if you point a knife at someone?”
The little boy was stunned and hadn't reacted yet when Li Yuheng had already grabbed his wrist and twisted it gently, causing the knife to fall to the ground with a "clatter".
The next second, a warm hand gripped the back of his neck, and he was pulled into Li Yuheng's arms.
"Be good, stop fooling around." Li Yuheng's voice was lazy, but it carried an unyielding force. "The plane is going to crash. Get ready, we're going to be buried together."
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