Jiang Yimian was trembling.

It's both cold and scary.

She couldn't help but look at the body of the scar man, but was afraid to remember the scene when he unbuttoned his belt just now.

The thick voice and twisted face became the source of her fear.

Ji Han turned sideways without a trace, blocking her view.

He hugged her and clearly saw tears flowing in her eyes, but there was no sound.

The originally agile starry eyes were a little hollow at this moment, making people feel pain in their hearts.

"They are dead, no one can hurt you anymore, don't be afraid." Ji Han's hand gently stroked her back, his palms warm, I don't know if it was still the temperature of blood or if his palms were so warm.

Jiang Yimian coughed gently and didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, Ji Han said again, "I won't hurt you..."

So, don't be afraid of me.

He didn't say the last sentence, he thought she didn't understand, but she raised her little hands, and although she slowly but hugged his waist firmly, and snuggled into his arms with full trust.

"Ji Han...I'm not afraid of you..." Her voice was soft, not as crisp as before.

Her hands were holding the shirt around his waist, dyeing cold blood in her hands.

Jiang Yimian said, "Ji Han, I like you."

She didn't know what was going on in love, but she often told her parents like this that they would be very happy after listening to it.

The third aunt told her that if she wanted to stay with someone forever, the feeling was that she liked it.

She thought, then she liked Ji Han.

He killed all the bad guys who wanted to hurt her and saved her, and came in blood, but his eyes were filled with stars.

At such a young age, Jiang Yimian knew nothing about love. Where it came from and where it went, and the answers would not automatically pop up in her mind like forensic knowledge.

She just knew that the boy in front of her protected her and walked into her life with tenderness and cruelty.

Like Manjussahua's flower language: the devil's tenderness.

Boom-

The thunder suddenly rang out, which scared Jiang Yimian.

Ji Han hugged her, picked her up and put it on his legs, tearing off a small strip of cloth to help her wrap her worn calves.

"...Do you know what it means to like?" The little brat said nonsense!

"Know."

Jiang Yimian nodded vigorously.

Because she was soaked in cold water, it was raining outside and it was getting cooler again. She couldn't help but burrowing into Ji Han's arms and absorbing warmth from him, "I like it just...

I will share my favorite cherries for you.

I will give you my favorite white roses and play with my favorite Rubik's Cube."

"What if I don't want those?"

"What do you want?"

"You." Ji Han looked at her, poked her dimples with his fingertips, "If you can guarantee that you will always treat me like this and will not see other boys again, then I will make you like it."

"I can definitely do it!"

Jiang Yimian raised her face proudly. Although her face was still pale, her eyes returned to a little bit of brilliance.

Her eyes fell on her wrist, and she raised her hand to take off the bracelet, "This pendant is for you. This was specially made by my parents for me when I was born. It is the first letter of the last word of my name, m.

If we grow up, I accidentally forget you, and you will take out this pendant and I will recognize you.

But I will never forget you're so beautiful."

Ji Han took it with a slightly stunned look on his face.

This is the first gift he received...

Seeing him staring at the bracelet with inexplicable expression, Jiang Yimian thought he disliked it because she had worn it, so he asked in a loss, "Do you don't like it?"

He put his palms in his palms and grabbed the pendant into his palms, his eyes shimmering, "I like it."

"That's good..." Jiang Yimian smiled sweetly.

Ji Han couldn't help but raise his lips and lowered his eyes and smiled, as beautiful as peaches and plums.

Miss Jiang was stunned, "You, you look so good at laughing...

You often laugh in the future, okay?"

"……Um."

Ji Han put Qi Yan's coat on her head, picked her up and walked out.

When he got up, his body staggered.

“Where are we going?”

"See a way to go back to the city." The kidnappers' cell phones were broken, otherwise they could call for help, and now they could only rely on themselves.

"But……

If you go back with me, the police will take you away." Killing people is illegal and you will be in jail.

Upon hearing this, Ji Han raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised.

What she meant was, don't want him to be caught?

Ji Han stopped and looked at her down, "I am a murderer, don't you want me to be arrested?"

Jiang Yimian shook her head vigorously, and her little face wrinkled, "You are not a murderer, you are a great hero."

The great hero who saved her.

This is the first time Jiang Yimian has violated his beliefs since he received the education of the Jiang family.

She knew that Ji Han had killed someone, but she didn't expect him to pay the price.

He did it for her. If you look into it in depth, she will be responsible for it even if you have to be responsible.

"...Aren't you afraid that I will kill others in the future?"

"You will kill them if someone bullies you, otherwise you won't."

Ji Han leaned over slightly, and Youyou looked at her, "What if I could? Are you afraid?"

He thought that in fact, she was not that brave, she was just holding on.

She kept talking since the beginning, just like when they first met, he didn't know if she was afraid of his words or if the man who should have been cut into pieces had brought her too much psychological shadow.

Jiang Yimian looked back at him, his eyes neither dodged nor waved, and asked back without answering, "Then will you kill me?"

If you kill me, I will still be scared.

But if you don't kill me, then I'm not afraid."

Ji Han was stunned.

He thought she would lie to him that she would never be afraid of him, rather than give him an incredibly realistic answer like now.

He thought that she had that little cleverness and could have lie like this, but she didn't.

He thought that he was defeated by a little girl.

"...Is it true that you said you like me?" Since childhood, no one has ever said "liked" to him.

Of course, he didn't bother to like others, but if it was hers, he could look forward to it.

"It's true!" Jiang Yimian blinked, her bright eyes like stars, "On TV, people who were saved often told the people who saved her that they wanted to agree to her.

Ji Han, I want to give you my concession.

I must marry you when I grow up, remember to marry me."

Ji Han turned his face unnaturally, but his ears were slightly red even though they were not stained with blood.

A little girl who likes nonsense!

He clearly wanted to be so disgusted, but he couldn't help but ask, "Will you wait for me to be released from prison?"

Even though he knew that Jiang Yimian was just a child, and even though he knew that the child's promises were like a joke, he still couldn't help but want to ask.

Ji Han thought that as long as she whispered softly, or even if she didn't make a sound and just nodded, he would admit his guilt and be responsible for his actions, not for peace of mind, but for better standing in front of her in the future.

Really, as long as she doesn't dislike him, as long as she is willing to get along with him.

"...You're going to go to jail?"

"Um."

After killing Brother Xiang, he had already decided to live a stable life.
To be continued...