Chapter 124

　　Fifteen minutes passed.

　　When Zhaozai and Ye Xiaofan were sweating while playing on the somatosensory game console and happily returned to the living room, they saw a wonderful scene--

　　The young master, who can hold on to his super-tight tolerance even after being hungry all night, squeezed the sofa pillow on his leg, his eyes and nose were red, as if trying to endure tears.

　　Zhao Zai just played a cat demon in the somatosensory game console. This will be more lively than usual and less stern. She probed into the living room and said "Meow?" Here, countless Ah Wei died and became awsl on the barrage.

　　However, it was this abrupt meow.

　　Noah's string of reason is cracked.

　　He hugged the pillow and jumped off the sofa, and cried loudly as he ran "Wow...I, I want to go home...Woo...I don't want you, don't kill me..."

　　Ye Xiaofan stared at Jiang Dang on the sofa in disbelief "Did you beat him?"

　　"No."

　　Jiang Dang looked back innocently.

　　Ye Xiaofan thought so.

　　Jiang Dang's only deeds related to violence was that he was beaten by a female star...

　　Who is the female star? As if a part of his mind was covered by fog or erased, Ye Xiaofan couldn't remember it. After tangled for a while, he gave up thinking "Damn, I'm not good at coaxing children."

　　"I'm going to horn."

　　Bringing a baby is not easy, Zhao Zai sighed.

　　...

　　After Zhaozai left, Ye Xiaofan wondered "What did you do to him? I cried miserably."

　　"I tell him bedtime stories."

　　Jiang Dang's eyes were clear, Ye Xiaofan almost tasted a naive taste on his face, but instinctively told him that Jiang Dang should recite 100% of the black pot. There was no one else except him, he was suspicious "Really?"

　　"Really."

　　Jiang Dang tilted his head.

　　The barrage is matched with words for him--

　　"What can be bad-hearted in neuropathy?"

　　Ye Xiaofan was about to believe it, and asked him what bedtime stories were so scary.

　　"Stephen King's novel "The Mist", it's a change. It's too time-consuming to finish the whole book. When I was studying in the UK, I always used his book as bedtime reading, reading it over and over, and telling stories. , I thought of this for the first time."

　　Jiang Dang smiled kindly at him "Do you want to hear it?"

　　Ye Xiaofan looked at his smile and nodded carelessly like a ghost.

　　After listening to the story told by Jiang Dang, people were in a trance.

　　how to say?

　　It's not really a scary story. It's just a strong sense of despair, powerlessness, mystery and unpredictable horror, which fits perfectly with Jiang Dang's low and soft voice. People's mind slowly pulled into the misty and hidden monster world* "The most outrageous thing is that the protagonist feels that he can't run away. It is very painful and painful to die in the hands of the monster and has no dignity. He is desperate with the gun Next, I gave my loved ones a post-break... actually the rescue really came? This ending is too gloomy and too engaging. Is it possible to broadcast the content?"

　　The audience across the screen could feel Ye Xiaofan's upset.

　　Not to mention before going to bed, even if he hears this kind of story during the day, he can't even fall asleep at night.

　　Jiang Dang is also used to make bedtime reading!

　　There were too many slots, and Ye Xiaofan couldn't vomit for a while, and only organized one comment "Jiang Dang, your voice sometimes... looks like a tentacle."

　　Jiang Dang picked a smile that he had won.

　　*

　　On the other side, Master Noah couldn't get up every day.

　　He subconsciously got into the dark closed corner that he felt safe, and bit his arm to hold back the cry, tears dripping down, his brain was full of strange and terrifying creatures, everywhere.

　　Jiang Dang feels that his skills in raising children are getting better.

　　I told Tong Zhao a bedtime story last night. It was a very rigid and straightforward narrative. Today, he improved his narrative method and replaced it with a very substituting second person, and there was a question and answer session, through a question like "You are in a panic. Walked into a supermarket, the cashier was facing you for a long time, even if he heard your footsteps, he did not look back. Do you want to ask him about the situation around him now?" The dialogue choice enhances the children's sense of immersion.

　　The villa was huge, and Noah was running fast, Zhao Zai could only look for him from room to room.

　　Finally, I heard a little cry in the wardrobe of the children's room.

　　Zhao Zai opened the door and saw a figure from behind.

　　Noah's face was buried on his arm, and the person was buried in the clothing room, like a mushroom growing in the corner, head and head drooping.

　　"You are crying."

　　"I didn't cry! Go away!" Noah was super fierce.

　　This sentence let the barrage have some excitement.

　　Some think Tong Zhao shouldn't care about him, let him fend for himself.

　　Some felt that although his attitude was a little bad, he didn't lift the table, smashed the furniture, or scolded adults everywhere. He just didn't want to eat when he was hungry. In fact, he is not a very bearish child.

　　[He is so fierce. ]

　　[I have to think of a way to prevent him from getting fierce. ]

　　Smart ai caught Zhao Zai's heart, and the next moment she heard her clear her throat, and she learned the voice of Jiang Dang in the voice of the little milk, and asked sweetly "This kid, can you take some time for you? ? I hope I can tell you about our Heavenly Father and Savior, Cthulhu..."

　　"...Wow!!!"

　　Hearing this tone, Noah's scalp exploded and shrank into a smaller ball.

　　[...]

　　[This is the real devil! ! ! ]

　　[Natural cuts are all black, bear kid, you can't play with them, run away]

　　Noah didn't just cry out of fear, he felt very wronged.

　　No one here takes him as the center, coaxes him, follows him.

　　He endured hunger and saved his self-esteem. He thought that he was able to see the moon, but only ate weird things, but the little girl next to him could eat normal and delicious meals and ate so happily. All kinds of grievances accumulated in him. One piece, again scared by Jiang Dang's horror story, it was really broken.

　　Zhao Zai frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

　　[Actually, I have no comforting experience...]

　　[It seems that there is no experience of being comforted. ]

　　In the little boy's cry, Zhao Zai vaguely remembered some memories-as if someone praised her for being strong in nature, having a strong sense of mission for what she was doing, being too strict with herself, and unwilling to show weakness to others. Never give people a chance to love oneself...

　　Who said it?

　　Can not remember.

　　This sentence was a bit too complicated for Zhao Zai, she thought for a while and got a headache, so she stopped thinking about it.

　　Zhao Zai sighed in his heart, opened his arms and hugged him up.

　　Thousands of words are not as warm as a warm hug~

　　"It's me, I'm here, and I'm carrying it when the sky falls. What Brother Dang said is false. I also heard him tell a terrible story last night and had nightmares, so it's not just you. A person will be scared."

　　"..."

　　Noah shivered, raised her face from her arm, and looked at her secretly

　　"It's not good, he, he said at the end of the story... Don't think about it after listening to this story, because when you think about it, just..." Noah shed tears full of fear Hiccup "Thinking about it is calling it. If you think about it too much, it will attract its attention, but I can't stop thinking about it at all..."

　　The little boy banged his head against the closet a little anxiously.

　　[...]

　　[Jiang Dang is really not a human being. There is no such setting in the original text of "The Mist", right? He added it himself! ]

　　[It's a ghost story genius, how can I not think about it here! ]

　　When Noah hit the third time, he bumped into something soft on his forehead.

　　[...What did I hit? ]

　　Noah's teary eyes were open, blank and confused.

　　Zhao Zai "It's a tentacle."

　　Noah "!!!"

　　"I was laughing," Zhao Zai lifted his chin with the other hand "It's my hand."

　　Noah saw a white, soft hand.

　　He bit his lip and remembered that he had hit hard just now "Did I hurt you? You are sick, why put your hands up..."

　　The sound of the cried Zhengtai is soft and waxy.

　　"One thing, but I don't want you to bump your head."

　　Zhao Zai's fluttering pupils were like little fireflies in the dark, clear and moving.

　　Noah suddenly couldn't say anything cruel as she watched it steadily.

　　His face was so hot and hot, as if it was burning the first time I saw her.

　　Children's awakening of love far exceeds the imagination of adults. Avoiding early love as a flood snake capricorn is a concept unique to Huaxia School. There may be reasons for it, but human emotions cannot be restrained. Like a green plant quietly emerging from the land after the rain, I don't know when the seeds will fall, and I don't know what the nutrients are, so it can't bloom at all, but a little bit of beautiful thoughts will be left behind in a poor life.

　　Simple and free of impurities.

　　"You, you are stupid..."

　　Noah grabbed her hand roughly and rubbed it in her palm that was hurt by the bump.

　　He was so flustered just now that he couldn't remember how hard it was.

　　Zhao Zai wants to say that the back of his hand hitting the closet hurts, but his two rubbings are also quite painful "It doesn't hurt, give you a hug, I'm here."

　　With that, he patted him on the back again.

　　Noah fried hair "You treat me like a kid?"

　　Lori wondered "Are you not a kid?"

　　The innocent deer's eyes fixedly watched him.

　　The adults in the family never take his needs squarely. Noah can only get the attention of his parents by crying loudly-because when he becomes very troublesome, the adults have to take his words seriously. If he is obedient, then he His needs, his thoughts, and his feelings will all be ignored.

　　Over time, Noah also forgot how to communicate with others normally.

　　Even at the moment when the warmth filled his chest, Noah couldn't find the right words to say.

　　He thought and thought, and countless words passed through his mouth and were swallowed.

　　Finally spit out a mosquito-like apology

　　"...Sorry."

　　"I'm sorry?"

　　"on..."

　　More quietly.

　　In the big closet, there are two children hiding in a whisper and whispering communication.

　　Noah doesn't like to be soft, and doesn't like an apology.

　　"I just say sorry to you, you are not allowed to tell others!"

　　"Also, I apologize to you, you can't mention it to me again."

　　He said fiercely.

　　Zhao Zai nodded vigorously

　　"We said so quietly in the closet, they must have not heard it."

　　At this time, the number of live viewers of "Baby Fighting" has exceeded 200,000.