"Go! You idiot, find a place to hide quickly." Zhao Rouman shouted loudly at the small figure standing in front of her, tears streaming down her face.
"I won’t. You’re my only sister! I will never leave you behind." Zhao Tianhe stood in front of Zhao Rouman, refusing to move a step, resolutely speaking.
"What can you protect me from? Leave now! I don’t need you! Haven’t you always wanted me dead? Get lost, just go!" Zhao Rouman yelled at Zhao Tianhe.
"What are you talking about! You’re my family, you’re my sister. How could I possibly leave you?" Zhao Tianhe looked at the monster lunging towards them and shouted, raising the fishing rod in his hand to strike it.
Zhao Rouman, in a panic, wanted to stand up to help, but was powerless, her thigh a bloody mess, making it impossible to stand. She let out a scream, watching Zhao Tianhe’s action as if he was courting death, and her heart was pierced with agony at this moment.
It turned out that the only person in this world who genuinely cared for her was the person she most disliked.
"No—!" Zhao Rouman felt intense regret at this moment. If only she had been nicer to her brother before.
The next moment, the monster lunging at Zhao Tianhe was directly split into two halves by him, using a foldable fishing rod.
Zhao Tianhe was stunned, and Zhao Rouman was also stunned.
Zhao Tianhe looked unbelievably at the fishing rod in his hand, then at the monster fallen on the ground. What happened?
Zhao Rouman was equally at a loss.
"How did this happen?" Zhao Rouman murmured.
"Forget it, sister, come on, let’s find a room to hide first. I’ll look for a first aid kit to bandage you." Zhao Tianhe ran over to support Zhao Rouman.
Zhao Rouman’s eyes felt sore, and the tears in her eyes were no longer controllable, streaming down.
"Sister, what’s wrong? Does it hurt a lot? Hold on, we need to leave here first." Zhao Tianhe saw Zhao Rouman crying like this and spoke hurriedly to comfort her.
"No, it doesn’t hurt, I’m fine, let’s go, let’s hide first." Zhao Rouman’s hand rested on Zhao Tianhe’s shoulder, trying her best to stand up on her own, ignoring the tears, "I remember there’s a workshop ahead, turn right, we can hide there, there should be a first aid kit and weapons."
"Okay, sister, be careful." Zhao Tianhe nodded, supporting Zhao Rouman, and the two left the place.
Kong Hou crouched in front of the mirror, blinked, and turned to look at Tianmiao, who looked calm while drinking, couldn’t help but ask: "Boss, did you just save them?"
Tianmiao smiled, "Human emotions, sometimes really can move heaven and earth."
Kong Hou blinked, "Did they just touch you, Boss? Oh, I don’t understand, I don’t understand." Kong Hou shook his head.
"Silly child, if I were in danger, would you abandon me and run away, even if I told you to?" Tianmiao patted Kong Hou’s little head.
"Of course not! I will protect Master, even though Master is strong and doesn’t need my protection." Kong Hou said anxiously, loudly.
"And that’s it." Tianmiao comfortingly rubbed Kong Hou’s head.
"But that’s different, isn’t it different?" Kong Hou looked at the mirror, then at Tianmiao, shaking his head like a rattle.
"How is it different?" Tianmiao asked with a smile.
Kong Hou thought and thought again, looking conflicted: "Anyway, it’s just different."
Tianmiao looked at Kong Hou’s conflicted expression, said no more, just put down the wine glass and suddenly hugged little Kong Hou, watching the scene in the mirror together. Little Kong Hou first felt shy, then happily leaned into Tianmiao’s embrace, enjoying this warmth.
Maybe, one day Kong Hou will understand human emotions and bonds.
Want to let her understand, yet not want her to understand.
At this moment, Tianmiao suddenly understood the occasionally conflicted feelings her father experienced.
(See you tonight.)