There are almost all kinds of toys that I like here.

That kind of humiliating fairy tale book, he just glanced at it but was always teased by Luo Yue, he didn't expect it to be here.

Here... is childhood.

his missing childhood.

He was not born to be a killer, nor was he born to take human life. In the beginning, he would cry in fear of killing a rabbit, but that kind of memory did not know when it became blurred.

Maybe he occasionally envied the child who was begging his mother for candy in a glimpse, maybe he also caught a glimpse of those toys that he wanted to have when he was a child when he passed by somewhere.

But those are just the vaguest scenes that have been forgotten in the boundless memory, but the softest places are all dug out by the person in front of him with the most powerful means.

Tang was short of breath, a killer shouldn't have weaknesses, shouldn't be soft-hearted because of feelings, shouldn't be nostalgic for such confusing things, shouldn't think of those nights when he cried bitterly and hugged himself.

He was trembling all over, but in the next moment, he was enveloped by the man's warm embrace, as if there had been so much warmth in countless dark and lonely nights.

"I know you can definitely buy these with your financial resources, but I want to give them to you." He said such words that can pierce the softest part of people's hearts.

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