Conan's winery play house

Chapter 387

After Ireland got out of the way, the boy hugged the pillow and entered his room excitedly.

Then came the doll bear who also squeezed over.

The doll bear is also holding two small bed models as long as arms, on which are sleeping paper people and paper dogs.

Although they are not living people, Ireland still has an uncomfortable feeling after they enter the room.

Especially when the doll bear sat casually on the small sofa in the room, staring straight at the direction of the bed with those dark reflective glass beads eyes open, this strange discomfort became even more intense.

He even felt that the paper man and paper dog were staring at him.

He also felt that there were many other eyes hidden in the dark.

The teddy bear has no eyelids and will probably stare at him all night.

Ireland is keenly aware of this.

He didn't like being stared at, and neither was being stared at by non-humans, it wasn't a pleasant experience.

So he opened the bedside table, took out a fancy butterfly-shaped blindfold from the orange packing box, then walked up to the teddy bear, and put it on for him.

After the eyes of the glass beads were covered, Ireland breathed a sigh of relief.

Much more comfortable now.

The doll bear was as well-behaved as his master, without any resistance or struggle, and let Ireland put the blindfold on it without moving.

When Ireland turned around, he found that Evic Lear had already consciously placed the small light blue pillow that he brought with him next to his orange pillow, and he had already sat on the bed, and even got into the quilt.

At this moment, only a pair of pale blue eyes stared at him, as if waiting for him.

Those eyes were really beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't find words or scenes to describe them.

To praise a person's beautiful eyes should be to praise them as lakes. Ireland has seen many famous beautiful lakes, but they are all overshadowed by these eyes.

If it is dug out, many people will definitely buy it.

This was his first reaction.

When people who live in the dark encounter beautiful things, their first reaction is to confine themselves to their own domain and monopolize it.

Ireland has met guys who like to collect eyes, and even admired those eyes that have been collected up close.

It's just that the terrified eyes that remain after being dug out are really not good-looking.

No pair could compare to Aveklear's eyes.

Avik Lear's well-behaved and appearance is the reason why he didn't refuse the other party to come in.

The good-looking and obedient child is still a child of the organization. Like him, both parents died. When he stared at him with expectant eyes, he didn't want to refuse.

It's like satisfying the other person to make up for the emotion that I wanted but never got when I was a child.

It's okay, right?

"Uncle Ireland, come quickly." Ato sat on the bed and patted the empty space beside him.

"It's best not to touch me when you sleep at night, or my reaction may be a bit big." Ireland sat on the bed and reminded in advance.

For example, when you are touched, you stand up and choose to subdue and control the person closest to you.

"I see." Aito replied with a nod.

It was good enough that Uncle Ireland would let him in and sleep with him!

The book says that people must know how to be satisfied and grateful.

Well, he was content and very grateful to Uncle Ireland.

"Aren't you going to take off these things while sleeping? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable?" Ireland asked looking at some ornaments on the boy's body.

Avik Lear took a shower and changed into pajamas, but he still wore a collar around his neck, half-fingered gloves on his hands, and he didn't even take off the knee pads on his knees.

Looking at it makes people feel that sleeping like this must not be comfortable.

"If you take it off, it will be a bit ugly." Aito touched the collar and said.

"I don't think there should be any scene that I can't accept." Ireland said.

After joining the organization for so many years, it can even be said that he came out of the sea of ??????corpses and blood, and created an unknown number of crime scenes.

He really couldn't imagine what else could scare him.

"Pick it off and let me see?" He was even a little curious.

The boy took off these things silently, and then stared at Ireland silently.

It seemed to be observing whether there was an expression of disgust or disgust on Ireland's face.

Ireland did not show such an expression, but looked at the scars on his body slightly, and then lifted his clothes.

Showing a very healthy and beautiful figure due to exercise.

It's just that there are large and small scars on his body, some of which have turned white due to age, and some new scars are still pink.

Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and even wounds from various other weapons.

"Scars are meritorious deeds of men, especially for us in the organization. We have so many scars, but we still survived. This is a proof of strength." Ireland pointed to the scars on his body, and his tone was calm and confident .

"You are very good, and you will become an excellent man in the future." He said so.

"Excellent man? Me?" The boy said blankly, and then showed a surprised expression.

"Of course, I have a good eye for seeing people." Ireland said with a smile.

Just like when he saw Abis who hadn't got the code name, he felt that this little brat was very sinister and not a good thing.

Sure enough, turning around, the other party poisoned the water in the cafeteria of their grade.

During the meal, everyone in that grade except Abis died.

And now he thinks that Aveklear is pretty good.

Maybe it's because the other party seems to have had a more miserable childhood than him, but he doesn't seem to be immersed in the past.

People who are entangled in the past and indulge in the past by themselves cannot move on.

"Then I will definitely become an excellent man." Said the white-haired boy.

Like Uncle Ireland said.

"Go to sleep." Ireland said with a smile.

Although he looked ferocious when he wasn't smiling and looked very difficult to provoke, but when he smiled, he looked like a kind-hearted uncle again.

At least it's better than gin and vodka that still laughs like a villain.

It's good that Qin Jiu doesn't laugh, but when he laughs, he looks more like a villain.

"Good night, Uncle Ireland." The boy lay comfortably under the quilt, with only his head exposed, and after saying good night with a bright smile, he closed his eyes.

"Good night." Ireland said in a low voice.

He glanced at the young man with complicated emotions in his eyes before turning off the light in the room.

Scars are a man's merit, but not a child's.

Especially... those scars weren't from the fights in the quest.

No matter how dark the organization is, it will not allow children of a few years old to perform too dangerous tasks. At most, it is just practice, and there will even be other code members watching, and most of the graduates from the organization school are researchers.

Abis was also 15 years old when he poisoned everyone in that class.

So... these scars on Aveklear were definitely not caused by the battle of the mission.

Just from pointless torture.

but??????

Aveklear was really nice, Ireland thought, and he did like him a little bit.

(End of this chapter)