Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

Not long after the system left, Jiang Zhi, who heard the commotion, came over from the study.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the girl who had woken up at some point. She was curled up in a ball blankly, her whole body wrapped in the quilt, her head lowered, and she didn't even notice his appearance.

Jiang Zhi raised his hand, straightened her hair that was a little messy while sleeping, came forward lovingly, kissed her ear, and asked, "What are you thinking about? You are so lost in thought."

Song Song didn't speak, still lowered his head, feeling depressed.

Jiang Zhi stopped, feeling her depressed mood at the moment.

He just looked at Song Song and waited patiently for her to speak.

After a long time, Song Song raised her head. Her beautiful almond eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Jiang Zhi, and her tears fell down like pearls.

Song Song bit her lip and said nothing, but her eyes were fixed on Jiang Zhi motionlessly.

Seeing her cry so sadly for the first time, Jiang Zhi felt like his heart was about to break.

The arrogant young man had lost all his arrogance at this moment, and was full of satisfaction, thinking about how to make the little girl in front of him stop crying.

I'm afraid that if Song Song asked him to pick a star for her immediately, he would contact someone without hesitation.

Jiang Zhi held up Song Song's face and tried to wipe away her tears, but the more he wiped it, the harder she cried, like a bead with a broken string.

Song Song endured the young man's incredibly young movements and shook his head in front of him. After his voice no longer trembled to the point where he could not speak, he said softly: "I...I just miss home... …”

She misses her brother.

Song Song raised his hand to wipe his tears, followed Jiang Zhi's hand, threw himself into his arms, and held him tightly.

She didn't know if it was because of Jiang Zhi that she was targeted by the world's consciousness, but at the moment, the only person she could rely on was him.

After hearing this answer, Jiang Zhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He held Song Song on his lap, and surrounded her with a small quilt on the side, like coaxing a child. While patting her back, he said softly: "I'm homesick, then I'll take you back later, okay?" good?"

"Baby, stop crying, you cry so hard that my heart almost breaks."

Song Song buried his head in Jiang Zhi's chest and shook his head.

Jiang Zhi didn't know that the home she wanted and her current home were not in the same world at all.

Jiang Zhi held Song Song and coaxed her for a long time. After a while, he stood up, held the person in his arms firmly, and sat down at the desk.

He took out a thick photo album from somewhere, gently pressed his chin against Song Song's head, and motioned for her to look over.

Song Song had slowly stopped crying, turned around following the boy's gaze, and his eyes stayed on the photo album.

Jiang Zhi's voice was gentle.

As he opened the photo album, he told her about the people in the photos.

"This is a photo of me when I was one year old." The boy's hand paused.

When Song Song saw the "little girl" wearing a small dress in the picture, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Why are you still wearing a skirt?"

Jiang Zhi sighed. He had originally sealed the photo tightly, not allowing anyone to see it or mention it.

Unexpectedly, this time, he came out willingly, just to smile at the little girl in Bo's arms.

"I heard that my mother wanted a daughter at that time. After giving birth to me, she felt regretful for a long time at first, but then my mother gradually discovered that I looked more like a girl when I was a child."

"So when she was one year old, she had to work hard for a long time before her father agreed to take pictures of me wearing the dress she had already prepared."

Song Song tilted her head and asked, "So you were raised as a girl when you were a child?" She thought about the scene and couldn't help but smile.

Jiang Zhi just smiled but did not answer her words.

He held Song Song in his arms and looked through the photos one by one.

There are those when he was lying on the ground, looking innocently at the camera, and there were those when he could walk, stumbling around in the garden swatting at butterflies.

There are also many photos of him from childhood to adulthood.

Every time Jiang Zhi turned over a photo, he would tell Song Song about the people in the photo and the story that happened at that time.

The little girl listened very carefully, and it didn't take long for her attention to be drawn.

She watched the boy in the photo grow up gradually, as if she was by his side and witnessed his growth again and again.

From a swaddled child who neither cried nor fussed, to a young man who sat upright and looked straight at the camera. While his facial features became more refined, the smile on his face also disappeared unknowingly.

I don't know since when, the indifferent aura that repels people thousands of miles away still envelopes him.

Jiang Zhi hugged Song Song tighter and told the last story in a deep voice.

"Father and mother were a typical business marriage. Due to the interests of the two families, they formed a family. They did fall in love for a while when they first got married."

"So not long after, I was born."

"But soon, the two people who combined without a thorough understanding instantly exposed various shortcomings that could not be reconciled."

"My mother couldn't stand my father's extremely feudal patriarchal attitude, while my father thought that my mother was too naive and only cared about idealism. The conflict between the two became more and more serious. As time went by, not only did it not ease, but they ended up looking at each other. The result is disgusting."

"Later, my father was disgusted with my mother, but due to the relationship between the two families, he could not file for divorce, so he chose to indulge himself and look for his true love outside."

"My mother is also a strong person. Losing her husband's love does not cause her much pain. She is determined to start a career on her own."

"The two of them, after falling apart, each found what they wanted."

Jiang Zhi's voice gradually became hoarse. He lowered his head and said slowly, "And I, as the abandoned son of their failed marriage, was completely forgotten in the corner."

Song Song looked up at Jiang Zhi blankly, unable to say anything for a moment.

It was obvious that his tone was so calm, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, and his expression was obviously so silent, but she seemed to see the infinite sadness hidden in the deepest part.

Song Song raised his hand and held Jiang Zhi's face.

The two people just hugged each other tightly without saying a word.

It seems to be the last life-saving straw for the other party.

Jiang Zhi buried his head in Song Song's neck, breathing the girl's unique fragrance.

He was clearly aware of his emotional shortcomings.

The love he has not been able to feel since he was a child makes him crazily long for sincere and passionate love, but also resists the approach of others.

Until he met Song Song.

Jiang Zhi's arms tightened and his eyes darkened.

Once he identifies someone else, he will never let her escape.

Even if you try every means.