012: "The baby's crying is so cute."
Huaiyan did the live stream the next day while injured.
The group of people who came to collect the debt left last night and haven't come back all day.
073 leaned towards the fact that the three bodyguards had terrified Zhang Feng and his men.
However, this only frightens them; they'll definitely come back to cause trouble again later.
Changing his residence is impossible; those people have plenty of ways to find him, and who knows what will happen then.
Huaiyan had to work overtime to broadcast live.
"I've had some things to take care of these past couple of days, so I haven't been livestreaming." The young man sat upright in front of the camera and explained softly, "I'll be livestreaming normally for the next period of time."
[Why do my baby's eyes look red? Like they've been crying.]
[Upstairs! I thought it was my imagination, but my wife's eyes and hands look swollen/crying]
[Having not streamed for so many days, did you go to see the top fan?]
[Let's hear from the top-ranked user about the taste!]
[When did so many disgusting men appear in the live stream?]
The comments that followed became increasingly absurd.
Seeing that many fans had come out and attacked the accounts that made offensive comments in the live chat, Huaiyan hurriedly banned several accounts.
Because of what Xiaoju did back then, there are no moderators in the live stream now, only administrators assigned by the two platforms.
Sometimes the administrator is too busy, so he has to manually mute people from time to time.
"No, I won't be meeting everyone in person."
Those words were so vulgar, and the boy, in his haste, spoke them very quickly.
The boy's voice was soft, sounding somewhat aggrieved, "If you say that again, I'll block you."
He was just doing a live stream and took a few days off to pay off his debts, yet he still gets made up like this by that disgusting guy in the live stream room.
Huaiyan rubbed his swollen hand, and before he could even react, tears were already streaming down his face.
[Waaaa, baby, don't cry!]
[My wife was crying so pitifully... So why has the show been off for the past few days...?]
[Oh my god, are the baby's eyes swollen from crying? /Surprised]
[Please stop imagining, Mr. Pig. Baby didn't do anything heinous during the hiatus.]
[Upstairs, it's been ordered]
"No, I didn't cry..."
Huaiyan kept wiping away her tears, which had been streaming down her face, again and again.
The boy had fair and delicate skin, and with a little more force, it was easy to leave a mark on him.
With vigorous wiping, Huaiyan's cheeks instantly turned bright red, and the tip of her nose was tinged with the redness of tears.
He didn't notice the injury on the back of his hand; the swollen skin was burning with pain.
Huaiyan groaned in pain, looking pitiful and weak.
In that instant, the number of scrolling comments in the live stream multiplied several times over.
[Holy crap, what did I just hear? Why is the baby even crying...?]
[Holy crap, my wife's voice...]
[Who's kissing this baby? I'd like to ask. /laughs]
[Honey, I'm so sorry, I had such filthy thoughts when you were so sad. /Frustrated/Frustrated]
[My heart is dirty, everything I hear is dirty—to myself]
Often, crying is not the end, but the beginning of desire.
With the comforting words of fans in the live stream, Huaiyan finally cried her tears dry and sat quietly in front of the camera.
This sitting posture seems to be a symbol of a well-behaved boy.
It's very delicate, like a poor kitten that's been pampered and raised in a greenhouse since it was a kitten.
Huaiyan took a deep breath, composed herself, and prepared to start the game and chat with her fans as usual.
But before he could even click on the game icon, his computer started vibrating continuously.
User Y sent 99 Wishing Bridges.
[Y: The baby's crying is so cute.]
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