Chapter 67
Gogol happily grabbed Little Loh and instantly disappeared into the golden ripples.
"Where shall we go?" Little Luo was used to it, obediently letting her limbs hang down, allowing the young man to grab her by the back of the neck.
"Hmm, how about an amusement park?" Gogol casually changed from lifting to carrying, wrapping the child in his cloak as he pondered.
He initially planned to take someone to see Sigma, but Fedia only gave him 48 hours, which was not enough time to go back and forth to see Sigma, who was far away at the Sky Casino.
Xiao Luo was shocked; she hadn't expected Gogol to have such a normal thought.
The young man was taken aback by Xiao Luo's gaze, but his smile remained unchanged as he pressed down on the child's head, saying, "I always feel like you look down on me."
"No, no," Xiao Luo shook her head vigorously. "Xiao Luo is just a little surprised that you, Uncle, actually know to take a child to an amusement park."
Gogol: ...
What am I to you?
"Of course I know what a normal person looks like in the conventional sense," the young man said, holding a child in one arm. His voice was unusually emotionless, calm and profound. He walked along the crowded street, narrating calmly.
"People are always bound by various physical and psychological constraints, and I want to pursue true freedom..."
His words were interrupted by the little girl next to him. Xiao Luo asked curiously, "So, are you going to run naked in the amusement park?"
"..."
Three seconds later, the little girl clutched her head, tears welling in her eyes, and muttered something aggrievedly.
"Xiao Luo didn't say anything wrong. Didn't Uncle himself say that he wanted to escape from the constraints?"
Isn't wearing clothes also a form of moral and psychological constraint?
What Xiaoluo said makes a lot of sense, but... Gogol couldn't do it.
He couldn't bear to lose face. The silver-haired youth laughed heartily, "A very interesting idea, Little Luo, would you like to try it?"
Xiao Luo honestly said, "I don't really want to. I still really want to be tied down."
The two looked at each other for a long time before giving up on the topic, which would likely harm everyone.
"Does Xiao Luo want to ride the roller coaster?" Gogol asked with a grin, pointing to the roller coaster soaring into the sky in the distance, changing the subject with a malicious glint in his eyes.
Xiao Luo turned her head to look, her eyes brightening for a second before dimming instantly. The child earnestly moved the young man's finger pointing to the sky vertically downwards and sincerely asked, "Uncle, do you think Xiao Luo is twelve years old?"
The roller coaster ticket booth prominently displayed a sign that read "No entry for children under 12."
Gogol grinned and said, "Of course I can take you if you want to go."
"If Xiao Luo doesn't want to go, of course you can leave me out, right?" Xiao Luo asked instinctively.
“No!” Gogol exclaimed cheerfully. “How can a free clown be bound like this? Of course, I’ll take you in even if you don’t want to go.”
"..."
Then, just as the vehicle took off, Xiao Luo was fastened into a seatbelt by Gogol amidst the terrified shouts and curses of the staff.
"Uncle," the child said happily in mid-air, her eyes sparkling, as she obediently gripped the seatbelt, "It's so much fun! Just like the sign says, it feels like I'm going to fly!"
Gogol turned to look at Xiao Luo beside him, paused for a moment, then grinned and said, "It's not just a feeling, it's real!"
An adult's seatbelt was used to fasten a child. This unsafe act occurred as the roller coaster glided into the air, and due to the influence of gravity, the little girl was lifted off her seat.
"What!" Xiao Luo exclaimed in shock, turning her head to look at her own backside and actually getting up from her seat.
It's as if the law that discovery inevitably leads to trouble has come into effect.
The little girl, who had turned her head, was momentarily distracted and slipped and fell off the roller coaster as it spun 180 degrees and landed face down.
Little Luo watched helplessly as she plummeted to the ground, crying out in grief and indignation, "I told you to follow the rules of the roller coaster!"
"Hahaha," a loud laugh came from above, and the little girl was pulled into a large arm.
Little Luo: !!!
The child looked up with teary eyes, "Uncle, I never imagined you would actually commit suicide with Xiao Luo!"
Gogol's smile abruptly stopped as he prepared to get a close look at Xiao Luo's frightened expression and, incidentally, to give her a final savior before she was eliminated.
He listened with a tingling sensation to the little girl's self-indulgent words, then instantly teleported away, not wanting to wait even a second.
The young man slipped into the crowd, then poked Xiao Luo's cheek in frustration. "Did you forget you have the ability to be immortal? Aren't you scared at all? That's too much!"
"I never imagined that you, Uncle, would truly put aside past grievances and love me!" The little girl in his arms was deeply moved. A double suicide for love? Never seen anything like it before, right? Little Luo had never seen anything like it either.
Although she didn't know how she was rescued later, Xiao Luo accepted Uncle Guo Guo's kindness. "Uncle, Xiao Luo will treat you to ice cream. Although I don't have money for you to pay right now, I will definitely treat you well when I have money."
These are such familiar lines from a scumbag; Gogol really couldn't find a smile in them.
"Don't you want to hear my revenge plan?" To avoid dwelling on the topic, Gogol quickly changed the subject, leading the little girl to find a nearby ice cream stand.
He smiled again and asked, his tone rising, "You'd never guess who the Joker will kill."
"Why? Is it because Xiaoluo doesn't recognize him?" The little girl tilted her head and looked at him as a listening audience. When she heard Gogol's question, she couldn't help but ask curiously.
“No, you know him, you’re even familiar with him,” Gogol said with a grin.
Xiao Luo only thought for a second before asking, "Dad?"
Gogol was shocked: "How did you know?"
The little girl said proudly, "Because Xiao Luo is only familiar with her father," then changed the subject, "So who is it?"
"Don't you already know it's Fedia? Why do you have to ask again?" Gogol was already unhappy that his name had been guessed, and yet he was still being pressured to continue using Fedia's name.
He then burst into a malicious laugh and said, "The clown is going to kill Feda, what will Little Lo do?"
The little girl said earnestly, "Don't worry, Uncle, Xiao Luo will only condemn you for your behavior."
Gogol understood. He pretended to be surprised, covered his mouth, and asked in shock, "So that's psychological support for me? Wow, little Luo, that's your father! You're not willing to help him at all?"
Xiao Luo immediately retorted, "Uncle, that's not right. That's your best friend! Your only one, and you're not even willing to do anything about it."
Little Luo is even willing to side with her father in her actions.
Gogol paused, realizing the little girl's words made perfect sense. He laughed heartily, "What an interesting and free idea, not at all bound by my identity as a murderer."
"Uncle, do you feel restricted?" Xiao Luo immediately seized the opportunity. "It's okay, you just need to wait for Xiao Luo to go buy ice cream, and then run around naked here. You'll be free immediately."
Gogol listened to Xiao Luo's words and looked down in confusion.
With a puzzled look, I asked, "Why do we have to wait until you go buy the ice cream before we do it?"
Xiao Luo sincerely replied, "Because Xiao Luo thinks her uncle is embarrassing."
After a few seconds of his smile lingering on his face, Gogol said to the child in a calm tone, "Your ice cream is gone, I told you."
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