God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

When the sound of rain sounded in the middle of the night, He Ziyun suddenly woke up from his sleep. He raised his head in confusion. First he choked on the dust in the air, and then he tried his best to hold back the cough and looked around.

Nothing is normal in the house.

The sound of rain outside the window became louder and louder. Along with the faint roar of thunder, the young man rubbed his dizzy head, stood up, walked to the window and opened a corner of the curtains.

The streets were empty except for the sound of water splashing on the ground.

He Ziyun looked at the water splash quietly, and his mind felt empty for a moment.

The scene in the dream happened when he was twelve years old, but there was no voice of that strange man in his memory. But why did such a man appear in tonight's dream?

Is there really something wrong with his memory?

He Ziyun pursed his lips slightly. He lowered his eyelids and recalled the details of the dream again. In the end, he could only remember the silver ring on his ring finger when the man in the dream supported him.

It was a thin circle of silver velvet, very simple, but very comfortable to look at.

The same as the man's voice.

But he was absolutely sure that he had never seen the man holding him in real life, including his voice.

The strange thing is, why does a voice that I haven't heard at all give me a weird feeling of familiarity?

Just as He Ziyun was recalling the scene in his dream, a rustling sound suddenly sounded behind him.

"elder brother?"

The little turtle, who seemed to be awake but not awake, rolled over and sat up from the bed. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the young man by the window, and shouted softly.

He Ziyun woke up from his trance, closed his eyes, turned and walked towards the bed.

"are you awake?"

The young man gently rubbed Little Turtle's hair and whispered, "Does your headache hurt?"

The little turtle shook his head, lay on the young man's shoulders, hugged him hard, and muttered:

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. As long as I'm with my brother, my head won't hurt..."

The child's voice was a little sticky, but it was hard to hide the trust and affection in it, just like an evil god who had regained his memory.

He Ziyun's heart softened, he hugged the little turtle back, patted the toddler's back gently, and whispered:

"Brother will always be with Little Turtle, so now Little Turtle be good and sleep well?"

The little turtle nodded obediently. He let go of the young man's hand and lay back on the bed. He assumed a sleeping position and said in a sticky tone:

"Good night, brother."

He Ziyun smiled and nodded: "Good night, little turtle."

The little turtle yawned, and his eyes instantly filled with water drops. He blinked, closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep again.

He Ziyun, whose thoughts were disturbed, was not in the mood to think about other things at the moment. He sat on the edge of the bed quietly for a few minutes. The influx of sleepiness quickly overwhelmed the young man, and he yawned. Finally, he took off his shoes and went to bed, lay down next to the little turtle, and fell asleep.

After the young man's breathing completely calmed down, the sleeping little turtle next to him suddenly opened his eyes. Some golden liquid seemed to flash in those beautiful eyes, which were quickly covered up by a deeper black.

The little turtle looked at the young man beside him and suddenly bent his eyes softly and obediently. Then he moved and rolled into the young man's arms. When he raised his head to do something, a sharp scream suddenly sounded outside the window.

The butcher took action again.

Then there was a sound of the ax hitting the bones, which was very heavy and heavy, one after another, very harsh.

The little turtle's movements stopped in place. When he saw He Ziyun's slightly frowning brow, he reached out his hand and carefully covered the young man's ears. He did not withdraw his hand until the noise outside the window completely disappeared.

He looked at the young man's gradually stretched face, and it seemed that his eyes were gradually getting darker. After a few seconds, the little turtle suddenly straightened up and kissed the side of the sleeping young man's face. Then he retracted into the young man's arms with satisfaction, and slowly closed his arms. eyelid.

"Good night."

The little turtle said softly.

——My only believer.

The audience in front of the screen looked confused. It wasn't until they saw the little turtle sleeping that they one after another blankly expressed their doubts:

[I’m sorry, so this guy was pretending to sleep just now? ! 】

[I finally figured it out, so careful and cunning! He secretly kissed his wife while she was sleeping! Such behavior is simply terrible! ! 】

[Oooh, I'm so jealous, let go of my wife! Let me come, let me come! 】

[I still remember that not long ago, everyone seemed to be saying that the little turtle was very sweet and well-behaved? Do you really want a child like this to be your younger brother? Um? Did it change so quickly? 】

[Hahahaha, that’s all, I still like my wife more than my brother. After all, my wife is still a human being of the same dimension as us, but the little turtle is not]

[Yeah, that’s right, but that’s not the reason why Little Turtle secretly kissed my wife! ! ! ! 】

【Depend on! If you didn’t tell me, I almost forgot! I was thinking of typing this sentence just now! You withdraw upstairs! I'll send it! 】

[...You are poisonous, get out of here and remember better next time]

【…】

Since the little turtle was only seven or eight years old, no one in the audience thought about anything else. They just chatted and didn't notice at all that the eyelids of the little turtle who was supposed to be sleeping seemed to move on the screen. The dusty bed suddenly looked as clean as new when no one saw it.

The young man who had no idea that he was being kissed had already fallen into a deep sleep.

This time, nothing happened in his dream.

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Unlike He Ziyun who was sleeping peacefully next door, Yang Jingshu and others could not sleep at all now.

Fortunately for Lu Ying, as a human being who could only be considered a "half-human" in the dungeon, she didn't have high requirements for sleep.

Just like at this moment, she was looking at the anchors gathered together for discussion, lazily leaning against the window and looking at the rain outside the window, and said lazily:

"I advise you to get some sleep."

The sudden sound of a girl's voice in the room made everyone startled, and they subconsciously looked at Lu Ying by the window.

Lu Ying ignored the others. She looked straight at Yang Jingshu, who looked a little pale, and her eyelids drooped slightly:

"You should know He Ziyun's character. If you want to cooperate with him, you have to obey his arrangements 100%, and he,"

Lu Ying hissed when he said this, "There is a high probability that we will propose to kill the Butcher together tomorrow night. "

As soon as these words came out, some anchors were ready to refute something.

Yang Jingshu's head hurt very much at the moment, which made her unable to answer Lu Ying's words accurately at all. She propped herself up and wanted to speak, but Fang Ran reached out to stop her.

"I'll do it, Sister Jing."

Fang Ran reached out and patted the back of Yang Jingshu's hand, a little worried: "You need to rest now."

Yang Jingshu closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

Fang Ran then stood up. She looked at the anchor who still wanted to talk and said:

"The obedient ones stay, the disobedient ones go out on their own."