No. 1912 She Is Still Too Young

The old monk was shocked when he heard this, and chanted Amitabha again, leading Qin Mo into the Buddhist hall.

The sutra turned to the tenth volume.

The monk's robe fluttered, and the pen, ink and Buddhist incense were incense.

There was only one sentence left on the paper: "May the little tiger in pajamas have a peaceful and happy life."

Then, who kept the amulet properly and wore it closest to the heart.

Whether in the army, studying in a foreign country, or standing on the border to defend the country after graduation.

There was a person who always wore an amulet that was not in line with his status.

The day of the quarrel.

The two children didn't know what would happen.

Even the little tiger thought that she would come to find Mo Mo after everything was done.

Until after darkness.

Dad took her to the tombstone, rubbed her hair with his fingers, and told her: "Nine, the best way to protect the most important person is to make others think that she is not that important."

"Otherwise, become stronger and don't leave any traces. You should know that for hackers living behind computers, traces and exposure of private life are fatal."

"Same for you, and other hackers."

"You will be the young master in the future. I told you the rules of being a young master a long time ago."

"Protect the people you need to protect, and use the keyboard in your hand to speak for injustice..."

So, the little tiger has been enduring.

She learned more things and made more powerful games, not just for confession, but also mixed with viruses.

She even learned to write calligraphy, read bedtime stories, and roll up her sleeves to tie a scarf.

No longer wear little tiger pajamas.

Because she no longer needs to act cute, let alone follow someone with a wagging tail.

Not everyone can give her a piece of candy when she is naughty.

Not everyone is afraid that she will have a toothache and check the small pockets on her clothes.

The smell of being drowned in darkness.

Probably, when she sleeps, she can only hold her small keyboard.

Bo Jiu is still sensible and understands the current situation better.

He endured it for 101 days and three months.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and took a car alone for the first time and ran to the An family.

He knew that he would get nothing, but he still ran to the window.

No one.

He must have returned to China.

Bo Jiu was wearing a black T-shirt, and his temperament seemed to have changed. The little figure seemed to be integrated with the darkness.

The old housekeeper watched from the side, and he couldn't bear it. He came over with a black umbrella: "Young Master, go back."

The little figure lowered his head and didn't speak.

The old housekeeper turned his head away and gradually fell silent.

Later, for a period of time, the young master would always pull him to say how good her little princess was to her, and would stop from time to time.

The old housekeeper still remembered that the master picked up the young master and put him on his neck, letting her grab her hair while she was asleep. She was wearing a black windbreaker and looked like she was smiling, but it was more about other things: "Alan, some things are more painful if you remember them too clearly. Jiu, she is still too young."

A casual sentence.

But the old housekeeper understood what the master meant.

Slight hypnosis.

Always makes people hide some memories.

When you meet that person.

Those memories will come back little by little.

When Mr. Bo leaned over, he kissed the little tiger on the forehead: "Jiu, you must understand who you are."

Understand who you are.

Everything will come back again.

Have you ever thought about raising someone?

Bo Jiu has, and wants to raise Princess Qin.

Qin Mo also wants to raise Bo Little Tiger...

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