Tears fell on the ground drop by drop, and the baby in Xing Ming's arms blinked at her father with big round eyes, and patted his face with his soft little hands, screaming twice. The saliva flowed down the corner of her mouth, and she waved her little hand while showing a toothless smile.
A man crying silently was reflected in those big dark eyes. She didn't know how painful the man holding her was at this time, she just smiled.
Tang Susu looked down at the man on the ground. After a long time, Xing Ming wiped away his tears and staggered to his feet.
"If you absolutely want to know who the other person is, I can tell you that you only need to pay a small price."
"No need." Xing Ming's voice was hoarse, he shook his head, "You are right, I can't leave the baby to die."
Between his wife's hatred and his wife's blood, he chose the latter.
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of being sorry for A Qing. Their baby was born by Ah Qing's life, and it is the continuation of her life. He couldn't let the baby lose the father at the same time as the mother.
"Miss Tang, what kind of price do I need to pay to let the baby grow up safely?" He knew that since the person who killed A Qing refused to let the baby go, this failure would definitely not make him let go easily.
The other party has a method he doesn't understand at all, and he can't protect the baby at all, so he can only pin his hopes on Tang Susu.
"How old do you need to be to grow up?"
"Eighteen years old." Xing Ming touched the soft hair on the top of the baby's head, and a smile appeared on his face. He wondered what the baby would look like when he was eighteen years old
"You can exchange eighteen years of life for her to be safe for eighteen years."
If it's just to get rid of that drop of blood, the price is not big, but this time, Xing Ming's request is bound to make her face the chef.
Eighteen years of life is still less.
"Longevity?" Although he had long known from A Qing that what Miss Tang was trading was unusual, he did not expect it to be longevity.
He is thirty-seven years old, and if he loses another eighteen years of life, can he still wait for the day when the baby grows up? Xing Ming was in a trance for a moment.
"Apart from lifespan, can other things be okay?" Xing Ming asked with difficulty.
Tang Susu raised her eyebrows, "Of course, you can also pay the price with your love for Shen Qing. But I want to remind you first, if you lose this love, Shen Qing will slowly disappear from your memory."
Xing Ming's fist clenched instantly, but soon loosened, "Then let's use life."
Tang Susu was a little disappointed. What she admired more was this love. Although it was not so perfect, it was sincere enough. Unfortunately, the more beautiful things are, the more difficult it is to let go.
It was Xing Ming who signed the contract with Tang Susu, but the final contract mark was printed on the baby.
The black plum blossom scratch mark just covered the red mark. At the same time as the mark was printed, Xing Ming seemed to feel a piercing hoarse cry in his ears, but the sound was soon covered up by the baby's cry. .
He didn't have time to pay attention to other things, and hurried forward to hold the baby in his arms while coaxing softly.
"The contract is successful. Next, I have a little trouble, you can... go to the next room for a while." Tang Susu pointed in the direction of the guest room and added, "There is hot water in the kitchen, but I don't have milk powder here. ."
"Thank you, I brought milk powder." Xing Ming took out the bottle and milk powder from his carry-on bag, went to the kitchen to prepare the milk, and carried the baby to the guest room.
The door closed with a click, Tang Susu turned his head, and the medicine bottle Xing Ming brought was placed on the coffee table, with a thick layer of toilet paper under it.
"Go get a new coffee table tomorrow." Glancing at the medicine bottle, Tang Susu said with disgust. Her fingers gently stirred in the bowl of Qiqing, ripples appeared at the bottom of the bowl, and strands of golden light wrapped around her fingers.
The dog's claws were clawed on the edge of the bowl, and his chin was stuck in the gap, hooking Tang Susu's fingers like a moon, and he had a lot of fun.
"What are you going to do?" Goudan asked after finally hooking a strand of gold thread.
The corners of Tang Susu's mouth curled up, "Since both of them are my contractors, then transfer the 18 years of life Xing Ming gave to the baby to the chef." After a pause, she added with a smile, " Take another two hundred years of life from me and put it on it."
Goudan's beard trembled, and his heart was very complicated, "You don't need to be so generous, right?" The chef and the baby's lifespan are forcibly linked. If the baby has an accident, the chef will lose his lifespan. Tang Susu has extra 200 years of life on the baby. It means that if the baby dies, the chef will lose 218 years of life.
Although the chef is tricky, he is indeed a person, but no one wants to prolong his life without paying a huge price.
He has been fiddling with the corpse year, 80% of which may be for his own longevity, but obviously there are not too many objects that can be parasitized by the corpse year, otherwise he will not always be discovered by her.
He has already lost a hundred years of life in Tang Susu's hands. If he loses another two hundred years, he will become a bone scum.
Maybe he can't take this breath, but Tang Susu believes that he will weigh the pros and cons and make the right choice.
"Always let him understand that I'm not someone he can provoke again and again." Tang Susu's eyes flashed with cold light.
Knowing that Xing Ming had found her, he dared to do these little things in secret. Obviously, he did not learn the lesson of the last time.
Tang Susu is not afraid of him now, but she also doesn't like having such a person hanging around all the time, which makes her very uncomfortable.
In the final analysis, there is no loss for her in this matter, at most, she will not be able to use more than two hundred years of life for 18 years.
She has gained a lot recently, and she does not lack this foundation.
While speaking, the gold thread on Tang Susu's fingers had already been entangled into a ball of light. She took off the ball of light and handed it to Goudan, who printed two claw marks on it one after another.
The moment the claw marks were printed, a baby's cry burst out in the guest room. At this time, in the doctor's office of a hospital closest to Tang Susu's house, the young man who was taking off his white coat suddenly stopped and suddenly raised his hand to grab his face.
His movements became more and more forceful, and finally the face was torn off.
After the face was torn off, a middle-aged man in his forties was revealed. There were faint wrinkles on the corners of his eyes. There was a black plum blossom mark on his face. At this moment, the mark was hot and hot. He didn't even dare to touch it.
"Damn it!" The middle-aged man's expression instantly twisted. He raised his hand and scratched his face heavily. Several bloodstains were scratched on his face, but there was no scar on the traces.