Chapter 1597 You are my belief (9)

  The teenager, who had been depressed all day, almost stopped his heart the moment he saw her.

  Like a fool, he stared at her blankly, and the doll in his arms loosened little by little.

  The doll immediately fell to the ground.

  The next second, he suddenly pounced on it.

   directly knocked down the little angel flying in mid-air, and fell onto the bed.

  The surface of the bed almost shook three times.

"…Why-"

  The delicate and delicate little angel was caught off guard by his movements.

   Being thrown on the bed, she felt a little pain.

   Immediately, I felt—that supposedly gentle and soft boy hugged her tightly like a cub with fangs.

   It looks a little fierce and persistent.

   "Cesia, you are Cesia."

  He said softly and seriously.

   "..." The fallen angel girl blinked in a daze.

   Regarding the name he blurted out, her first reaction was—has he not lost his memory?

  The second reaction is—his strength...why so great?

  The little girl was pressed down, even if the other party was a child, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

   Her wings flapped twice, pushing him.

   "Get up, you hurt me."

  The boy refused to get up and drive.

  Holding her stickyly, as if afraid that she would run away.

   "Cesia...I like Cesia the most..."

  He seems to understand nothing, but subconsciously, he always remembers to hug her and not let her run away.

  It seemed that as soon as she let go, she would run away and disappear.

   "..." The little angel Cecia grabbed his ear.

   "Can't get up?"

  She made a gesture and began to threaten him, "I am a devil, and I want to eat people."

   "If you don't get up again, I will eat you."

  She thought, children should be afraid of these things.

  But he didn't want to, the soft and withdrawn boy didn't speak.

   Still hugging her tightly, refusing to let go.

  Even though his ears were red from being pinched, he didn't say a word.

   Too stubborn.

   "..." Chesia began to be a little suspicious, did he not have a closed memory?

   Otherwise, why is it the same as before, inseparable?

  She took a deep breath and tapped his head with her fingertips.

  The next second, her figure disappeared.

  The little boy's arms were empty.

  The figure of the little angel appeared in midair, barefoot, flapping powerful wings.

  Like a beautiful elf, light and agile, and free.

  The little boy was stunned.

  As if sensing something, he sat up and raised his head.

   Staring at the snow-skinned and red-lipped angel in mid-air, his eye sockets turned red all of a sudden.

   pursed his mouth, as if he was aggrieved.

   "Cesia..."

  Unable to hold her, he seemed to be about to cry.

   Tears soon filled the light golden eyes.

  Like big big pearls, they are about to fall, and their emotions are about to explode.

   "..." The pretty little angel crossed her arms and looked at him with frowns.

  As if thinking about whether he has amnesia or not.

  …

  …

  …

   It's just that before he could figure out why, the gentle and soft boy was already crying like a man in tears.

  The crystal clear teardrops fell down like no money.

  He has short arms and legs, red eyes, red nose, and red lips.

  While crying, he got off the bed.

  Open your arms, like a poor little person who can't get sugar and no one loves you.

   Crying out of breath, desperately wanting to hug her.

   Just want to hug her.

  (end of this chapter)