For Lin Xiaoxian, since the system was autistic for a long time, he hasn't felt that his life is so out of reality.

Even more distant than the days when Queen Hong was nagging in her ears.

A mixed-race little girl suddenly ran to her bed like a spy in the middle of the night. After taking off her naked, she took out her ID card that happened to be a grown-up, and asked herself to give her a favor in the name of repaying her kindness...

Before tonight, such a plot will not be realistic. Even if it happens in the novel, Lin Xiaoxian will call the author arrogance and that he will not write such things without ten years of brain congestion.

However, the fact just happened.

Facing the "please" of No. 8, Lin Xiaoxian looked at her silently for about 20 seconds, finally lifted her little arm and began to help her put on her clothes.

“…please?…Lin?”

The 8th one was small, even if she squatted on the bed, she did not take up a seat. She held her knees with her hands and her toes against each other. Although she was confused, it might be because she regarded Lin Xiaoxian as her benefactor and did not stop Lin Xiaoxian's behavior, so she let him fiddle with him.

Ruddy...

It should be that she felt the dissonance beside her. Su Yuan in the dream moved, raised her hand and grabbed it. It was not her husband but the air. So she frowned and made a dissatisfied hum from her nose:

"…husband…"

"good…"

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoxian quickly patted Su Yuan's back to comfort him. No. 8 saw that there was a soft feeling in his eyes that he had never seen before, and a trace of confusion and confusion flashed in his heart.

"Sleep...I'm here..."

"…Um…"

It turned out that my husband was still there, so Su Yuan stopped humming. He started to touch and grab some familiar objects again. After catching some familiar objects, he regained a sense of security. Then he pursed the corners of his lips, stretched his eyebrows, and continued to fall asleep.

When she became calm, Lin Xiaoxian turned sideways and continued to dress No. 8.

A black short T.

A black jacket.

After wearing the upper body, Lin Xiaoxian always felt that he was almost nothing. When he looked at it, Yu Guang found two small strips that fell on the pillow.

He picked it up and saw that it was two Band-Aids.

Although it has been revealed, not only does it have no blood stains, but it also has a faint fragrance.

“…”

With the experience learned from the reader group when observing the administrator driving, Lin Xiaoxian vaguely guessed where this thing fell from, and his eyelids twitched, and he glanced at No. 8 like a monster.

No. 8 tilted his head and looked at the band-aid in Lin Xiaoxian's hand, then lifted up the T-shirt he had just worn, and stood up.

“…”

"?"

Lin Xiaoxian was speechless, but No. 8 cast a puzzled look at him, as if questioning why he didn't contact him.

She compared the "Step on the Snow and Finding Plum" beside Su Yuan's pillow, and didn't think there was anything wrong with her mini version. It was all basic protection. Band-Aids were lighter and smaller than bellybands, making them more convenient to move, which was so good.

“…”

“…”

The two looked at each other and were silent for a moment. Lin Xiaoxian held two band-aids with a little bit of fragrance to No. 8:

"You can do it yourself."

So on the 8th, I took it and posted it to myself, one on the left and one on the right, and after posting it, I pressed it and put down my clothes.

"And there are pants, so do it yourself."

...

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After a while of struggle, Lin Xiaoxian carefully moved Su Yuan's hand to grab Zhuangdeng, rolled her bellyband into a thick roll as a substitute to stuff it into her palm, and then got out of the bed with No. 8, left the dormitory, and came to the stairwell.

"Miss 8, you've done this too much, go back."

Lin Xiaoxian was straight to the point and observed her new boots. They were no longer the extra-large size that she had with a tag that day. The size fits very well with her little feet, and it was clean and tidy.

"no..." No. 8 shook his head.

"too    much!go     back!you    know?" Lin Xiaoxian repeatedly explained with words as concise as hers.

"no!" No. 8 not only shook his head, but also showed a serious expression like that day.

“thank…you!”

She firmly stretched out her finger and poked Lin Xiaoxian's chest, then pointed at herself:

“f*ck…me, you…know?”

"I know a hairy!"

Lin Xiaoxian was anxious, rolled up his sleeves, took out his phone, clicked on the voice translation software that he had eaten for a long time, chose the Chinese and Russian mutual translation, and then Yitong Education:

"I said why don't you listen, a child?!"

"...No matter what your origin is, no matter how Monica brought you up, in short, no matter what monsters and ghosts come to our land, don't make trouble! Do you and your companion foolishly fall into such a big trouble? "

"I went to school, dormitory, and the motorcycle I said about as the team teacher is yours, right? I even got my adult ID card... I'm 17 this year, haven't I been a grown-up? So this is not a question of whether I am an adult or not..."

"... Actually, if you give you some money, you won't be able to repay you with such a big reward. People like us are already helpful, including this mobile phone. Since you have paid back hard, we have the old saying that the prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach..."

"…Help others and be generous, these are our traditional virtues! Do you understand tradition? Traditional! For example, your behavior of benevolence is also a tradition for us, but it is more or less a bit of a dross. Then we should take the essence of tradition and remove the dross, so I have to take your gratitude to you, but if you do anything else, it's almost the same..."

Lin Xiaoxian is like pouring beans, and she is not happy to say anything. The Chinese is profound and profound. Although the translation software may not be able to translate Lin Xiaoxian's words word by word, it can be seen from the entangled expression of No. 8 that Lin Xiaoxian's rough expression was successfully conveyed to her.

"Do you understand now?"

"Bonne Ama..."

With a muttering, a mechanical female voice who "I understand" came from the phone. When Lin Xiaoxian really wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a complaining "Sukabule".

So, the mechanical sounds in the translation software suddenly became annoyed, the ones that were not silenced were very professional and straightforward.

Lin Xiaoxian turned off the software awkwardly, then raised her face and pulled the No. 8's little palm over and slapped it.

I was confused on the 8th, and Lin Xiaoxian paused:

"If you really want to thanks, you will not be allowed to swear again in the future, understand?"

This sentence has not been translated, but No. 8 suddenly became stunned. After blinking a trace of water, his voice lowered down his head in a low voice. His expression in an instant was somewhat similar to that of Wang Xiaomeng who made a mistake:

"Boneama...Izvineki..."

Lin Xiaoxian knew what these two sentences meant in Russian, so he took the opportunity to touch her beautiful little ear:

"You can say it in Chinese, I will teach you."

Lin Xiaoxian taught her, so she spoke again on the 8th:

"I got it...I'm sorry..."

"Well, this is a down-to-earth good boy!"

Lin Xiaoxian was very satisfied because he learned it quickly and well on the 8th. His Chinese pronunciation was as crisp and good as when he spoke Russian.

After that, Lin Xiaoxian chatted with No. 8 for a few words and found out that this guy had been following him three days ago and had been wandering around No. 7 Middle School. After contacting her teacher Monica, she also had an economical supply. She had food and accommodation at nearby meals and hotels. At other times, she was looking for opportunities to sneak around Lin Xiaoxian to "repay kindness".

"But you lurk like this, and there are monitoring in many places in the school. How do you deal with it?"

"Click..."

The No. 8 hand raised his neck and made a move to wipe his neck.

"Okay, you're awesome."

Lin Xiaoxian remembers that Monica is good at hacking skills and once snatched coupons on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Since he learned from Monica on the 8th, he must have used some advanced techniques, and hacked the surveillance system like in the game "Watch Dog".

"Then I don't need you to repay your kindness now. What are you going to do?"

No. 8 was silent for a few seconds, raised her head and said that she would [think a solution myself].

"Anyway, I'm leaving school, right?"

On the 8th, Lin Xiaoxian didn't ask too much, but solemnly told her to abide by the law. Then she took out the old mobile phone she had given to her, downloaded the Criminal Law, the Constitution, etc., and put it in her pocket in the name of gifts.

"Oh yes! Another important point! Don't steal things! If something happens again and you get lost, you can ask me directly. For the sake of your teacher and my aunt, I will also provide appropriate assistance... uh... to help you..."

Lin Xiaoxian added, No. 8 also nodded obediently, then took out a motorcycle key from his pocket, turned his back to Lin Xiaoxian and twisted it for a while. When he turned around and came back, his face was slightly pink.

"What's wrong with you? Are you allergic to car keys?" Lin Xiaoxian joked, thinking that this should be considered an international joke.

No. 8 did not answer, and his two little hands grabbed one of Lin Xiaoxian's big hands, put something into Lin Xiaoxian's palm, then jumped down from the stairwell on the second floor, landed quietly, and penetrated into the woods not far away in Lin Xiaoxian's shocked eyes...

"Is this a token of some kind?... It's really a second-class..."

Hearing the sound of a motorcycle engine coming from the woods, Lin Xiaoxian slowly spread his hands, frowned and stared at the two warm band-aids in his palm for a long time. Finally, he looked around for a week, wrapped it in a tissue, and carefully put it in his pocket...
Chapter completed!