Chapter 14
Yin Zheng noticed the bodyguards when they caught up with him. He glanced behind him and skillfully turned into a small path. Soon he left them far behind.
Although they had just been attacked by alien species, this situation was quite common in the border town. Just half an hour after the Winged Bird left, order was restored in the outer city of Sala. The residents continued with their previous activities as if nothing had happened, and even the children started chasing each other in the streets again.
When the children chasing and playing on the street saw Jiaojiao being held by Yin Zheng, they would subconsciously stop, stand on tiptoe and stare at him curiously in Yin Zheng's arms.
The children inexplicably liked this delicate and fair-skinned little brother, but because of Yin Zheng, they didn't dare to go up and talk to him.
Jiaojiao, who was being held by her father, saw them staring at her and stretched out her white and tender little hand and shook it: "Okay."
The little brother is so cute!
After being greeted, Mo Er and the others subconsciously hid the sticks they were using to play with, raised their dirty little hands and waved to Jiao Jiao, and said nervously with a little stutter: "Hello."
Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment when she got a response for the first time, then she smiled with her eyes curved, patted her father's shoulder with her little hand, pointed at them and said, "Dad, we said ok."
Upon hearing this, Yin Zheng turned around and glanced at them. Moer and the others, who were originally staring at Jiaojiao, scattered like birds and beasts when they saw Yin Zheng turning around. They ran as fast as if there were alien creatures chasing them, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Wow!" Jiaojiao exclaimed in amazement when she saw this scene. She pointed her little finger at the empty space behind her and said softly, "Huh, it's gone."
The frightened Yin Zheng looked at Jiaojiao. Seeing that there was no look of loss on his face, he responded in a low voice and quickened his pace to leave.
Jiaojiao soon forgot about the group of children who had run away. He stayed in his father's arms, staring at Yin Zheng with his big dark eyes.
The evening light filtered through the shade of the trees onto Yin Zheng's face, making his features appear bright and dark. Jiaojiao, staring at him, reached out and gently, curiously, poked her father's face. Finding it soft, she curved her eyes and smiled.
Yin Zheng, who noticed his movements, looked down at him, but did not interrupt him, allowing him to mess around on his face.
As she poked, Jiaojiao poked the scar on Yin Zheng's face.
Hard, not soft at all.
Thinking of this, Jiaojiao reached out to touch her face, but when she didn't feel anything hard, she touched the scar on Yin Zheng's face.
"Dad, is Jiaojiao here?" He touched his little face, his dark and ignorant eyes full of confusion.
"It's good if you don't have it." Yin Zheng glanced at his fair face and said again: "It's beautiful if you don't have it."
He didn't want to see any scars on Jiaojiao's face or body, no matter how small.
"He's so beautiful." Jiaojiao touched the scar on her father's face with her little hand and said, "Daddy is so beautiful."
Jiaojiao’s dad is the most handsome!
Feeling the warm little hand on his face and looking at the seriousness in the child's bright eyes, Yin Zheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
This scar was left when Yin Zheng first took to the stage to fight an underworld boxing match at the age of six. His left eye was also damaged during that fight. The onlookers thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly, he crawled out of the pool of blood.
In the end, he won the black boxing match. Standing on the boxing ring, his face and body covered in blood, all that could be seen in his dark eyes was a trace of pain, without any fear of impending death.
People could not catch any emotion belonging to a human child in his eyes, and they felt horror and fear in the deep, unknown and endless darkness.
Since that incident, he has been left with a scar on his face and with fearful gazes that follow him like a shadow.
Jiaojiao wasn't afraid of him because she couldn't understand the meaning of the scar. She said it was beautiful because he was too young to distinguish between beauty and ugliness.
Thinking about this, Yin Zheng didn't say anything. He just quickened his pace and let Jiaojiao touch the scar on his face curiously.
Not long after, Yin Zheng carried Jiaojiao to their destination, Yu Sheng Private Kitchen.
He chose this private restaurant after asking Luo Andeli, who said that the dishes here are lighter in flavor and very suitable for children.
After entering the restaurant and sitting down in the private room on the second floor, Yin Zheng took the menu and ordered a few dishes. When he noticed that Jiaojiao in his arms was looking at the menu curiously, he lowered the menu and asked her to order a few dishes as well.
Jiaojiao, who understood what her father said, looked at the menu with a serious face. When she finally saw the brightly colored and square mapo tofu, she pressed her little hand on the picture of mapo tofu and said, "This one."
"Well, add this." Yin Zheng handed the menu back to the waiter.
The waitress was a pretty girl. She glanced at Jiaojiao, who was sitting adorably in her father's arms, and then looked at Yin Zheng. She thought that if the adults had no objection, the child must like spicy food, so she said, "Okay, please wait a moment," and turned to leave.
This restaurant serves food very quickly, perhaps because the city was recently attacked by the Winged Egret and not many people were around.
Jiaojiao, who was sitting in her father's arms in the box, curiously raised her head to look at the dishes being served. The rich aroma of the dishes wafted over, and Jiaojiao, who was already hungry, was tempted by the smell and her stomach started to growl.
Hearing the noise, Jiaojiao looked down at her belly, then looked up at her father, pointed at her soft belly and said, "Dad, Jiaojiao's belly is rumbling with hunger."
The store owner was very considerate and even prepared bibs for children.
Yin Zheng reached out to take the pink bib and tied it on Jiaojiao: "I want to eat that dish first."
"This one." Hungry Jiaojiao pointed to the nearest dish.
Yin Zheng took a look and saw it was a steamed sea bass. He picked up the meat from the fish's belly with his chopsticks, carefully picked out the bones, and fed it to Jiaojiao.
Jiaojiao opened his mouth wide and swallowed the fish in one bite. The taste he had never tasted before made his eyes curved, and he obviously liked it very much.
Seeing that he was eating a mouthful of fish with his eyes curved and he obviously liked it very much, Yin Zheng picked up another piece of fish with chopsticks, removed the bones and fed it to his mouth.
Looking at the fish in front of her, Jiaojiao, feeling hungry and greedy, swallowed her saliva, pushed the chopsticks towards Yin Zheng with her little hands, and said incoherently, "Daddy, eat it. It's delicious."
Yin Zheng picked up the spittoon and wiped the saliva flowing from Jiaojiao's mouth.
Yin Zheng, who has lived in the Endless Sea for most of his life and eats barbecue and compressed biscuits every day, looked at the fish in front of him with a little doubt. Is it really that delicious?
He turned his chopsticks and put the fish into his mouth. The fresh and tender taste spread in his mouth. His dark eyes moved slightly. It was indeed delicious.
No wonder the kid is so greedy!
He picked up some fish meat with chopsticks again and fed it into Jiaojiao's mouth. Looking at his satisfied little face, he thought that he had indeed treated him badly in the past.
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"Have you met someone who can make Xingqiao give a response?" The person on the other side of the video has silver hair and black eyes, deep eyebrows and features, and he wears a military uniform meticulously. He has a solemn and restrained temperament, and he is intimidating without being angry. This makes the people who are being watched by him through the video feel nervous unconsciously.
"Yes!" Kro on the other side of the video straightened up and replied.
"Where are the people?" Ji Zang asked.
"We lost him." Kro and several other bodyguards lowered their heads in shame.
"Xi Fang is on a mission near Sala. He will join you. Go check who he is and where he is now."
"yes!"
After hanging up the video, Ji Zang sat in a chair with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Met someone who could make Xingqiao respond proactively?
Conspiracy? Or pure coincidence?
After thinking for a while, Ji Zang opened the video sent from the other side and stared at Fang Xingqiao waving in the video.
Fang Xingqiao is his nephew, his sister's child.
Eight years ago, the JT2245 suspended train was attacked by alien species on its way from Fancheng to Central City. Fang Xingqiao and his mother, as well as Fang Yuanxing, the genius of the Fang family, were all on this train.
When the army arrived, the scene was so horrific that many soldiers vomited.
The wrecked suspension train was filled with sticky blood and broken limbs and flesh, like a slaughterhouse.
The army searched the train for a long time but found no signs of life shown on the instruments. Just when they suspected that the instruments were broken, a sergeant looked through the hollowed chest of the corpse into a pair of staring dark green eyes.
Fang Xingqiao curled up in the arms of a corpse whose back was arched and limbs were curled up. The back was bitten to the point of revealing bones, and the internal organs and blood were all over the ground.
The body was curled up in the corner of the train, with its five fingers deeply dug into the wall, using its body and the wall to protect the child in its arms.
Fang Xingqiao, who was only four years old, curled up in the arms of the corpse with his green eyes open. He looked at them quietly through the hole in the corpse's chest without crying or making a fuss, like a rag doll without a soul.
When the soldiers took Fang Xingqiao out of the corpse's arms, no matter how hard they tried, they could not move the corpse's curled up limbs and back. It was not until five people were sent out from behind that they finally took the child out of the corpse.
Fang Xingqiao started crying out the moment he was carried out, and screamed "uncle" desperately while looking at the corpse.
It was not until then that everyone realized that the unrecognizable corpse was Fang Yuanxing, a brilliant genius of the Fang family who had just turned twenty this year.
The only survivor of the incident was Fang Xingqiao, but he had serious mental problems and the hospital said it was post-traumatic stress disorder.
Fang Yuanxing hid him in his arms, which gave him the urge to hide, so little Fang Xingqiao hid his consciousness, and this hiding lasted for eight years.
Ji Zang turned off the video, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Fang Yuanxing, he was a truly unforgettable person. Everyone who met him felt sorry for his death.
He might have been able to escape during that incident, but he chose to leave the chance of survival to his four-year-old nephew.
It’s no wonder that everyone in the Fang family dislikes Fang Xingqiao.
………
In the private room, Jiaojiao, who was eating with a satisfied look on his face, finally got to eat the Mapo Tofu that he had ordered. As he took a bite of the tofu, he felt a burning sensation in his mouth, and his originally curved eyes instantly widened.
Jiaojiao, who had never eaten chili peppers before, cried because of the spiciness. She leaned in Yin Zheng's arms with red eyes, holding a bottle of water and drinking listlessly. It took her a long time to recover.
Yin Zheng patted Jiaojiao's back gently, his eyes cast unkindly on the plate of mapo tofu on the table, wondering what he was thinking.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Yin Zheng, whose ears twitched, turned his head and looked over: "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and a man who had never been seen before and the young boy appeared at the door.
"Good evening, I'm sorry to bother you with something." Xi Fang said with a smile.
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