945: Chapter 935 People in the Story 945: Chapter 935 People in the Story The atmosphere of sadness lingered for a long time, but when Bruce’s mother, Mrs.
William, found out that Lucica was pregnant, it somewhat diluted the sorrow.
Unborn and already having lost his father was saddening, but from any perspective, Bruce having a posthumous child meant his life would continue.
Lucica couldn’t be too sad, and Mrs.
William couldn’t be too grief-stricken, so finally, under everyone’s insistence, Lucica was sent to her room to rest, and watching over Lucica provided a good excuse for Mrs.
William to rest as well.
Gao Yang, who hadn’t really slept for several days, unknowingly fell asleep while sitting on the sofa keeping a vigil for Bruce.
He fell asleep around dawn, not for long, when in his deep sleep, Gao Yang seemed to hear some noise, and suddenly he opened his eyes to find a little boy standing in front of Bruce’s coffin.
The little boy was dressed in pajamas, with flaxen hair, very thin, and he looked a lot like Bruce.
Dawn was just breaking, and the little boy quietly watched Bruce lying in the coffin, while the awake onlookers quietly watched the little boy.
The boy looked at Bruce for a long time, then raised his head to look around, and finally, with his gaze falling on Gao Yang, he suddenly said, “Sir, is my daddy dead?”
Gao Yang stood up, walked over to the boy, crouched down, steadied his shoulders, and said in a low voice, “Your daddy isn’t dead, he’s just gone to heaven.”
The boy spread his hands like an adult and said, “Can people go to heaven without dying?
Don’t treat me like a three-year-old, I’m not stupid.”
Gao Yang was left speechless, and at this moment, the boy stepped back, extended his hand to Gao Yang, and solemnly said, “Nice to meet you, I’m Kevin William, Bruce William is my daddy, and if I’m not mistaken, you’re the Sharpshooter Ram, right?”
Gao Yang earnestly shook hands with Kevin and said, “Hello, Kevin, I’m Gao Yang, also known as the Ram that you mentioned.”
Kevin nodded and said, “I didn’t know your name, my daddy didn’t mention it, but he often talked about your nickname ‘Ram’.
He respected you a lot, said you were the best sharpshooter in the world, is that true?”
Gao Yang nodded earnestly and said, “Yes, I am the best sharpshooter in the world.”
Kevin turned his head and looked around, then suddenly pointed at Li Jinfang and said, “His face is very round, so he must be Frog.
I actually don’t like frogs because I think they’re slimy, oh, actually I’ve never touched a frog, but my daddy always said Frog is the best fighter in the world, knowing magic kung fu, is that true?”
Li Jinfang walked towards Kevin, stood still, snapped through half a routine, demonstrated it to Kevin in his unfamiliar way, and earnestly said, “Your daddy didn’t lie to you, I really know how to fight, I’m indeed the best in the world, want to learn?
I can teach you.”
Kevin couldn’t help but smile, looked back at Bruce lying in the coffin, then suddenly said with difficulty, “I know my daddy’s dead, and I feel very sad; I’m heartbroken because I’ve lost my daddy forever, but I can’t cry, and I don’t want to scream like a little girl, is that strange?
Also, is my granny okay?
I went to her bedroom, but I didn’t see her.”
Gao Yang didn’t know what to say, he wasn’t good at comforting people, especially children.
Glolov came over, softly said to Kevin, “Child, your granny is fine, she’s with, with Lucica, you just woke up too early.”
Kevin pouted and said, “I shouldn’t have woken up this early, it’s not even six yet, but I can’t sleep anymore, when did you guys arrive, I didn’t hear any noise, oh, are you Big Dog?
You must be Big Dog, my daddy said you’re an artist.”
Glolov smiled and said, “I am an artist, but my instrument is a machine gun, want to see it?
Want to experience it?”
Kevin nodded vigorously, “I do attend music class, but I’ve never heard of music being played with a machine gun, okay, my daddy insisted you were an artist and he never lied to me.”
After saying that, Kevin looked around again, then waved his hand, “I know you, my daddy often told me stories about you all, he said he’d definitely bring you to meet me, you really came, but it’s a pity he’s dead.”
Children say the darndest things, but Kevin’s words were too hurtful, Gao Yang felt like his heart was being cut with knives, he began to deeply regret not taking the chance to visit Bruce’s family when he had the opportunity.
Jansen couldn’t take it anymore, before fleeing in panic, he quickly said, “Boss, I need to make some calls, Kevin, can we talk later?”
Jansen rushed out of the parlor and ran outside the house while Jack also seemed at a loss.
At that moment, Kevin looked at Jack and said, “Hey, Uncle Jack, you’ve gotten fatter since I last saw you, you promised to give me a .22 pistol, but you’ve never given it to me.”
Jack, with an expression uglier than crying, replied, “Kevin, you’re still too young.
We had agreed, I’d give it to you when you turn twelve.”
After pouting for a bit, Kevin waved his hand and loudly said, “I know all of you, I recognize everyone—Fork, Rabbit, Bat Aunt, but I think she will become my new mom, and Tyrannosaurus, Worker Bee, I know you.”
After a scrutinizing glance around the room, Kevin pointed to Cui Bo and with certainty stated, “You must be Rabbit.
My dad says you’re a good sniper, but you’re rather unlucky because you’re always with Ram, and you always complain about Ram stealing your business.
But I’m curious, aren’t you all business partners?
Why do you steal business from each other?”
Cui Bo forced a smile and said, “Well, our areas of business sometimes overlap, but I need to correct you—we don’t steal business, we steal clients.”
Kevin shrugged and said, “The adult world is strange, but I get it, you need to make money, and stealing business is normal.”
Bruce had narrated the tales of Satan’s people to his son like stories, but he certainly hadn’t told them the exact nature of their business dealings.
Obviously, he couldn’t tell a child what his job specifically involved.
Kevin was still a child, and indeed he seemed like a child who had been thoroughly satisfied at meeting the legendary figures.
After looking at them curiously for a while, he pointed at Frey and asked, “You are Little Fly!
You like to play baseball, you’re accurate at throwing anything.
Why do they call you Fly?
That’s not a nice name.”
Frey, with a forced smile, said, “I, I, they like to call me that, but I actually don’t like flies either.”
Kevin then turned his gaze towards Tommy, nodding and saying, “You must be Worker Bee, my dad said you’re getting married soon, and he will take me to your wedding.”
Embarrassed, Tommy smiled and said, “I’ll definitely invite you to the wedding.”
Kevin pouted and said, “If it’s during a holiday and I don’t have school, I’ll go.
My dad can’t go anymore, so I’ll go in his place.”
After talking to Tommy, Kevin looked puzzledly at Rafael, Eileen, and Andy He, then at Little Donnie and a few others like Simon, finally unable to distinguish who was who.
Kevin finally scratched his head and said, “I don’t know the chubby uncle, the uncle with scars on his face I don’t know either, the one with less hair must be Little Donnie, and among the rest of you, one of you must be Fork, one should be Tyrannosaurus, and another is Dragon Knight, that should be right, but there’s one extra person.
Also, shouldn’t Tyrannosaurus be a female?
I can’t tell you three apart.”
Losing her patience, Eileen bluntly said, “Hey, Kevin, I’m Tyrannosaurus, and I am a female.”
Kevin shook his head and seriously told Eileen, “Women should have long hair, your hair is too short.”
Touching her own hair, Eileen helplessly said, “Maybe I’ll grow it out after I retire.”
Watching Kevin’s puzzled gaze, Rafael waved his hand and said, “I’m Fork, I’ll just be Fork then.”
Andy He also looked at Kevin and announced, “I am Dragon Knight.”
Kevin nodded in satisfaction and continued, “Including Aunt Lucy and Uncle Jansen, and my dad, that makes twelve people.
Right, the twelve shareholders of Satan Company.
Hmm, my dad often talked about the adventures you all had together.
He thought I still needed bedtime stories, but I’m beyond the age of needing stories to fall asleep.
Though, I really like hearing about how you defeated evil competitors and helped people in need around the world.
You guys are amazing and great.”
It was unclear how Bruce had told the stories to his son, but Gao and the others were careful not to ruin Kevin’s beautiful impression of the tales, so they dared not speak a word.
At that moment, Kevin looked toward Bruce’s coffin, watched for a while, then suddenly reached up to wipe away tears, saying, “I feel even worse now because my dad won’t tell me stories anymore.
Actually, I really liked when he told them to me, especially after he joined Satan, he would always stay with me and tell me stories upon his return.”
From crying to sobbing, Kevin suddenly burst out crying.
He was no longer captivated by the characters in the stories but cried as a child normally would.
Gao and the others awkwardly comforted Kevin until Mrs.
William, hearing the crying, eventually took Kevin back to his bedroom, watching as he, exhausted from crying, fell asleep again.
Kevin’s sudden waking had left Gao and the others wide awake.
As dawn broke, they began to get busy with the preparations for Bruce’s funeral.
Bruce had been a believer, so his funeral had to be held in a church; they needed to get in touch with the church, and they also needed to find a good coffin for Bruce.
(To be continued.
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