To be precise, it is the purified and upgraded heart of memory.
After leaving the Huo family last time, Xie Xihe asked Huo Yunze for a palm-sized piece of memory heart to use for self-defense.
But later he changed his mind and found an opportunity to purify and refine the Heart of Memory, and finally made this ring.
I had been planning to polish it a bit before giving it to him, but now I couldn't help it.
Xie Xihe glanced at him with a cold expression: "Do you think I look like an idiot who would sacrifice myself to save others?"
Sheng·Stupid·Shi Jing: ...I feel like my wife is hinting at me again. What's going on?
but.
Sheng Shijing said seriously: "It's not someone else, it's you."
Xie Xihe ignored him.
Sheng Shijing didn't care that there were other people in the car. He reached out and hooked her little finger, then leaned over to kiss her.
But before they could kiss, they were stopped halfway by a hand reaching out from behind.
A small, black and dirty hand was placed on the side of Xie Xihe's face, and compared with her fair skin... it was too painful to look at.
Sheng Shijing was full of disgust. He turned his head to look at the kid who had climbed down from the back seat at some point and was clinging to the backrest of the front seat. He said coldly, "You don't want your hand anymore?"
The little fellow glanced at him with the same look of disdain as his, but when he turned to look at Xie Xihe, his expression changed, and he stretched out his hands to her and said, "Mom, hold me."
Everyone: “…”
Sheng Shijing: “!!!”
Without thinking, he lifted the kid from the back seat to the front seat and wanted to throw him out as soon as he opened the window.
But he was stopped by Xie Xihe.
Xie Xihe took the child from Sheng Shijing, but did not hold him as he was told. Instead, he put him on the ground in front of him.
Well, that is, at the feet of her and Sheng Shijing.
I lowered my head to look at him and asked, "Name?"
The child was confused: "My life?"
Xie Xihe: ...What's with this questioning tone? Who is asking whom?
Continue to ask: "Age?"
The child thought about it carefully and came up with an idea: "I can't remember clearly, maybe around two thousand years old."
Xie Xihe again: "..."
Okay, probably his brain has been damaged by abuse.
At this moment, Sheng Shijing also calmed down from the "surprise" of "becoming a father" and subconsciously leaned towards the chair behind him, but as soon as he touched the back of the chair, he felt a piercing pain in his back.
He snorted softly.
The child noticed it, glanced at him with disgust again, but stood up by supporting himself on the ground and slowly climbed onto Sheng Shijing's legs.
Sheng Shijing froze and turned to look at Xie Xihe: "Can I throw it away?"
Xie Xihe, however, showed an interested look and watched the child's actions with great interest.
Whether it was the special solitary cell or the TCO people who suddenly went crazy and attacked after seeing him, it all showed that this kid was extraordinary.
Xie Xihe was quite curious about what special abilities this child had that earned him such special treatment.
Since his wife didn't say anything, Sheng Shijing could only endure it, but he could only endure it until this moment.
The next moment, the child stretched out one of his black and dirty hands and placed it on the wound on Sheng Shijing's back.
The veins on Sheng Shijing's forehead were throbbing, and he finally couldn't help but reach out and grab the child's hand, wanting to throw the child out with his backhand.
But it still didn't work.
A bright golden halo lit up from the place where the child's skin touched Sheng Shijing's, lighting up the entire carriage in just an instant.
A soft and warm breath rushed into the body, quickly soothing the burning pain in the wound and the dull pain in the body.
Sheng Shijing was stunned.
Even more stunned than him were Xie Xihe and the other two.
They were either at the side of Sheng Shijing or behind him, so they could clearly see that his bloody wounds were growing new muscles and skin at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, they returned to their original appearance.
Clean, smooth and strong.
The child lay on Sheng Shijing's shoulder, looked down, and then withdrew his hand. He rolled sideways and fell into Xie Xihe's arms again. His little face was expressionless, but his black jade-like eyes revealed grievance and discomfort. He said, "I have no strength left. Mother, hold me."
Sheng Shijing, who had just come to his senses: "..."
I wonder if I would be accused of being ungrateful and ungrateful if I throw him out now?
Resigned to his fate, he grabbed the person from Xie Xihe's arms, pressed her firmly on his legs, and asked with a sullen face, "Why do you call her mother?"
After looking him up and down and pinching his bones, he said, "Although you are a little small, your actual age should be between five and six years old."
He concluded: "She couldn't give birth to you."
Looking at the child who was about to speak, Sheng Shijing narrowed his eyes and warned him first: "Think carefully before you speak. If you continue to talk nonsense, I will disgrace you."
Sheng Shijing just wanted to make things clear, and he didn't think that this daring child would really be scared by him. However, he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the child's mood dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her long eyelashes drooped, and tears fell like broken strings.
Drop by drop, it fell on Sheng Shijing's thigh, and there was a slight burning sensation.
Sheng Shijing shrank his fingertips, not knowing how to react.
Xie Xihe looked at the child crying silently, his brows furrowed slightly. For some reason, an indescribable anger and irritation surged in his heart.
Without a second thought, he brought the child back to his body and asked with a cold expression, "Why are you crying?"
The child, who had been crying silently, suddenly burst into tears, crying, "Bad Xixi, bad Lingling, bad Xixi, bad Lingling..."
He had been lost for so long, and he had searched for so long before finally finding them. Not only had they forgotten him, they wanted to abandon him again...
The more Xiao Ming thought about it, the sadder he felt, the more upset he felt, and the more wronged he felt. He cried so loudly that he wished he could shake the roof of the car off.
Sheng Shijing and Xie Xihe looked at each other, completely at a loss as to what to do when they saw this child who claimed to be two thousand years old.
Xiao Ming had been imprisoned by TCO for many years. His body was already weak from the constant abuse and self-repair. He had just used up his remaining strength to heal Sheng Shijing. Now, after such a commotion, he could no longer bear it and fell asleep crying.
Sheng Shijing felt like his head was about to explode.
Twenty-four years have passed since he was born, and this is the first time he has encountered such a difficult problem.
He subconsciously looked towards Xie Xihe.
Xie Xihe: “…”
Don't look at her, she also has a headache.
No matter how many questions they had or how much of a headache they had, neither Sheng Shijing nor Xie Xihe mentioned abandoning the child and took him directly back to the Huo Hotel.
Even after putting the person in the empty little room, Sheng Shijing looked at the little boy who was still tightly clinging to his wife's clothes, and still couldn't figure out why he agreed to bring the person back?
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