Salvation equals death

Vera took the boy by the hand and ran away.

After the hot and frozen emotions cooled down a bit, Vera dragged him away without hesitation without waiting for him to feel embarrassed and embarrassing, and successfully avoided the police who came later.

Vera didn't want to meet the police, not to mention that she couldn't explain her origin clearly, let alone being deported; and although Hong Jiaodong saved people, it is an unjustifiable fact that she used her personality without authorization, and she still violated the law.

Vera would rather take the boy to an izakaya for a hot bowl of ramen than to stay there and fight the police.

In her past and present lives, Vera was considered pampered and never disturbed by money. She took Hong Jiao Dong to buy a clean and refreshing outfit. After treating each other's wounds, Vera took him to the izakaya.

The two children ate a big bowl of steaming ramen and drank a glass of ginger cola, which was so bad that it tasted so bad, that they were relieved and sat in the corner watching the rain outside the window.

The little boy's eye circles were still a little red, and he looked shy and cute, and his slightly melancholy look couldn't see the amazing reaction ability when he saved people just now. He thanked Vera earnestly.

The young master who ran away from home for the first time had no intention of bringing money with him when he went out. He hadn't had a drop of water from morning to afternoon, and he was already hungry.

This is probably the reason why his father was not in a hurry to find him after he ran away from home. After all, the ability of Hong Jiaodong is far superior to his peers, and self-protection is enough. lesson.

Losing control of his emotions, he broke out and saved people. The little boy's physical strength was also exhausted, and there was a trace of exhaustion in his brows and eyes.

Vera thought of the incomparably obscure negative emotions she felt on the other person, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you run away from home?"

The little boy froze for a moment, then nodded blankly. Vera glanced at him, brushed over the bandage on his face, easily felt the burns hidden underneath, and concluded in her heart that he was a "victim of domestic violence".

Vera held the little boy's hand. She didn't intend to delve into it or force the boy to recall the painful memory again. She just asked softly, "You don't want to go home, do you?"

The boy raised his hand to touch the bandage on the left side of his face as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes drooped dimly, but there was a bit of hesitation and helplessness on his face.

Of course, Hong Jiaodong didn't want to go back to the home that made him feel so suffocated, but at the same time, his always submissive mentality made him unable to tell whether his current behavior was right or wrong. After all, facing that powerful and unrivaled father, he was For the first time, he chose to resist—after losing his brother and mother at such a painful price.

"So--"

The girl with a pure face like a fairy tale gently took his hand, and the two fleshy hands were squeezed together, as soft as hearts stuck together.

"Let's play the game of 'enemy and hero'." Vera looked at the little boy tenderly, "I am the 'enemy' and you are the 'hero', and I am going to kidnap you now. You don’t need to know the identity of the other party. If your parents come to your door, you can also say that you have been kidnapped and cannot go back. We are hostile strangers. Once separated, we can go our separate ways and forget about each other.”

——A relationship that meets by chance but is extremely safe.

Even if his parents are harsh on him, they just need to put the blame on the "strangers".

"Come with me, hero."

Hong Jiaodong felt a little ridiculous. He had never played a small game of house wine with his peers, let alone such an absurd "kidnapping" plot.

So, why did he follow her?

Maybe it was because she held his hand with irresistible strength, maybe it was because he felt cared for after crying embarrassingly, or maybe...he was afraid of the family without a mother.

He followed her blankly to a place far away from home, watched her casually take off the rental advertisement for a single apartment on the side of the road, watched her raise her hand and waved at the landlord, who let him go with a smile .

Of course, Vera didn't forget to give the money, but the landlord seemed to have forgotten that there was a contract to be signed, and very enthusiastically brought the two children who were obviously below the standard line into the apartment.

The single apartment in Nihong Country is a standard sparrow, although it is small and well-equipped, even two adults can live very comfortably, let alone two children.

The family background is quite noble, and Hong Jiaodong, who has been living in a Japanese-style mansion, is very curious about this kind of apartment specially set up for single people, because it is a place where you can move in with your bags, and the furniture and daily necessities are complete.

The little boy circled around in the room, and after a while he leaned over hesitantly, pinching the corner of Vera's clothes and asking in a low voice, "What should I call you?"

Vera blinked, the name "Vera" was obviously not suitable for her current standard Asian face, and a name like "Kuze Linghua" was too easy to cause trouble for the boy.

"Can you give me a name?" Wei La touched her scorched cheeks with her hand, startled by the cold temperature, wrapped the quilt up and hugged the boy into her arms, "Otherwise My sister can do it too."

Girls always develop earlier than boys, and Vera is a little taller than Hong Jiaodong. At first glance, they look like a pair of siblings, with different hair colors, but equally handsome and beautiful.

Being hugged in someone's arms, the little boy blushed, but he didn't struggle. Instead, he wrapped the quilt tightly with some attachment. After thinking for a moment, he said in a soft voice: "...Chiyo."

"My mother said that Chiyo means 'thousand years', which means a long time and a healthy body. It is a very beautiful name."

When Hong Jiaodong thought of his mother in the hospital, he sincerely felt that there was nothing more important than "health". He pursed his lips in embarrassment, and asked in a low voice: "Can, is it possible?"

Vera thought, the connection between "Chiyo" and "Kuze" is really subtle, but she likes this name because the person who named her has such a tender heart: "Of course, it's a nice name."

——Whether it is "Vera" or "Chiyo", they are very touching names.

"Then what should I call you?"

The girl's eyes were as calm as water, and because she was so peaceful, she had the illusion of tenderness: "As long as it's not the name, it's fine."

The boy pursed his lips. He didn't know whether he felt aggrieved or something else, but asked softly, "Why... can't you say your name?"

Is it because I don't want to get into trouble, or something else...

"Because the name is the shortest spell, and those who are chasing after me may find you with bonds, so don't tell me your name." Vera said softly, "Others are fine."

——This statement is half true and half false, but more of it is self-deception.Because as long as the names are not exchanged, the bond will be fleeting, and you don't have to worry about feeling like a knife when you think of a name when you die.

The boy was silent for a moment, and after a while, he said softly: "Boom, you can call me 'Boom'."

Vera nodded, with a slight smile on her face. After warming the little boy in her arms, she stuffed him into the quilt and hummed softly.

"Sleep, I'll take you out when the rain stops."

He stared at the "kidnapper" fixedly, he fell into those too clear eyes, and felt the coolness and tranquility of tranquility and remoteness - it was different from his mother's tenderness but equally reassuring The presence.

When he didn't know where to go and had nowhere to return, such a person appeared beside him, like a bird with plump wings, wrapping the shivering cub under its warm wings.

Hong Jiaodong closed his eyes, since that day, in his dreams, there will always be boiling water pouring down and his mother's collapsed and crying face, those images are too cruel and too sad for him.

After his mother left, he was left alone in the empty room. His brothers and sisters were ordered not to approach him by his father, and when he walked alone at night, there was no lamp lit by his mother for him.

No one would hold him who cried at night into his arms, light up the lights in the house, and then tell him gently and patiently in that dim and warm halo that he would not become like his father.

It was his mother who repeated patiently over and over again that he began to look forward to his future as a hero, but those sad but warm persistence were all broken in the boiling water poured down by his mother.

"Jiao Dong, your left side is really ugly."

That was a very, very cruel statement.

——It wakes up the child sleeping soundly in his mother's arms, and realizes that he is the child of the devil after all.