Chapter 270: Infinite Flow: Saving the Crazy Beautiful 29

Jin Chen seized the chance to bring little Nanyu away, but after running only a short distance the child suddenly shoved him, letting himself fall to the ground, his face turning white from pain yet he uttered no sound.

"Who are you?"

Little Nanyu lifted his head and stared up at the strange adult before him.

He was dressed in rags, his knees scraped, blood spreading from there down to his calves, the soles of his feet worn raw by stones, a sight somewhat shocking.

His face was filthy, but his eyes were clear and bright, beautiful beyond belief.

"My name is Jin Chen."

Jin Chen crouched, extending his hand toward Nanyu, "I'll take you away, okay?"

"I don't know you."

Little Nanyu shook his head, his words full of distrust.

He pressed on his aching calf, his whole body trembling from the pain, yet the tears in his eyes never fell.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you; I'm not like them."

Jin Chen felt pity, without hesitation he picked up the child, placing his palm on the injured, fractured calf and using Spiritual Power to repair it.

Little Nanyu pursed his lips; he hadn't wanted to cry, but being soothed like this, he suddenly found he could hardly hold back.

Before, only when his brother cried would someone comfort him.

A warm feeling spread from his calf, the pain greatly lessened; he looked up at Jin Chen with his big, tear-filled eyes.

【0731, locate the nearest hotel.】

【All right, Host,... processing, check-in already arranged.】

Jin Chen walked to the road, hailed a taxi, and arrived at the hotel located by 0731; the taxi driver kept leaning back while driving, as if considering whether to call the police.

Fortunately, Jin Chen had given enough money.

Little Nanyu remained silent, curled up in Jin Chen's arms like a thin little cat.

Only after entering the hotel suite and closing the door did Little Nanyu suddenly seem to remember something, and he began to struggle incessantly.

"Let me go…… I want to leave, I want to get away."

Jin Chen, puzzled, put him on the sofa and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I need to go to the hospital, not stay here."

Little Nanyu shook his head, curling himself on the sofa, "The family head will come looking for me; I must go to the hospital to be healed, otherwise if I go home it can't be treated and will be very painful."

Understanding the meaning, Jin Chen sat down, ruffled his fluffy head, and said, "Then try it—does your leg still hurt?"

Little Nanyu hesitated, then tried to straighten his leg, only to discover it was already healed.

"... It doesn't hurt anymore."

After all, he was just a ten-year-old child; he found it amazing and moved his leg a few more times.

Jin Chen picked up his phone to place a food order, then coaxed gently, "How about taking a bath? You're covered in blood and dirt; you won't rest well otherwise."

"Okay."

This time Little Nanyu didn't struggle, obediently letting Jin Chen hold him, his big eyes fixed on Jin Chen's face.

It seemed he was pondering why this strange adult was treating him so kindly.

The bathroom had been filled with warm water; then Jin Chen held the scar-covered Little Nanyu and lowered him into the tub, his brows continually furrowed.

A ten-year-old child, some of his scars looked as if they had accumulated over several years, enough to show what kind of life he had led in the Nan Family.

Sensing Jin Chen's pity in his movements, Little Nanyu gradually relaxed, sitting quietly in the tub like a well-behaved cat, bubbles atop his head, his big eyes curiously scanning Jin Chen, adorable and lively.

At this moment the red mark at the corner of his eye had not yet darkened as it would when he grew older; it was merely a pale pink, like a petal stuck there.

Noticing Jin Chen gazing at his face, Little Nanyu abruptly turned his head away, his tiny fingers blocking the corner of his eye.

"Ugly, don't look."

"Who said that? It's not ugly at all."

Jin Chen, smiling, gently moved his hand away with tenderness, rubbing the corner of his eye with his fingertip, his soothing tone perfectly suited for a child.

"It looks fine, little Nanyu, don't listen to others' nonsense."

Little Nanyu stared for a long time, unsure whether to believe it, but seeing no contempt in that person's eyes, he thought… it must be true.

After the bath, fresh clothes had already been delivered; the child's skin was pale and delicate, utterly adorable.

Although his leg was healed, Jin Chen still didn't let him stand, carrying him back to the big bed in the suite's bedroom.

Little Nanyu lay in the blankets, curling himself into a ball with only his nice eyes peeking out, beginning to stare blankly.

He had never experienced such care before.

So this is what his brother feels every day, quite a novel sensation, huh?

Moreover, beside this strange adult, he couldn't even see those dirty things.

"Are you tired?"

Jin Chen also half lay down, gently pinching Little Nanyu's cheeks.

He nodded, the warm blankets making him drowsy, as if fearing Jin Chen might vanish, he clung to the arm, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

——

Just as Jin Chen was about to turn off the light, the scene in his vision faded like a washout and shifted to a new place.

He blinked, realizing it was the nightmare from when he was ten, already vanished from Nanyu's subconscious.

【Host, he is now the Little Pitiful One's eleventh year; he allied with the Nan Family's arch-enemy, inside and outside cooperating to burn to death everyone in the Nan Family who had harmed him, but because he was young, this event left him with a great psychological shadow.】

He stepped forward, walking out of the darkness.

Before him rose flames shooting to the sky, black smoke filling the heavens.

Wails filled the air, explosions erupting frequently.

As Jin Chen approached, he saw a somewhat older Nanyu standing before the blazing manor gate, his eyes vacant, devoid of any joy in revenge.

"Xiao Yu."

Nanyu heard the voice, tilted their head to look.

"It's you……"

He seemed to have just found this person in his memory, staring blankly.

After a long while, he asked again.

"I killed them, am I a bad child?"

Jin Chen squatted down, embraced the child's shoulders, his cool palm gently covering his eyes; only a gentle voice sounded in his ear.

"They deserved it, Xiao Yu is not a bad child."

The warm, fragrant embrace muffled the cries; Nanyu couldn't help but sob softly, his trembling body leaning into Jin Chen's chest, his arms wrapping around his neck.

"They hit me, and wanted to kill me; I'm taking revenge."

"Yes, so you're not wrong."

Jin Chen cast a Dao barrier, blocking all the cries, coldly watching the people rolling in the fire.

"Xiao Yu, don't feel guilty; you did great."

Seeming tired from crying, Nanyu's eyes red, he wiped away his tears on Jin Chen's body, then lifted his head to look at him.

"Why do you always appear suddenly?"

And then suddenly disappeared.

He almost forgot this person.

Jin Chen slightly lowered his eyes, lightly laughing, said: "I await you in the future."

"Every future."

But eleven-year-old Nanyu obviously didn't grasp the meaning of 'future'; he just nodded, knowing that person would still appear.

"Boss! Should we also settle that kid?"

Not far away, voices suddenly came.

"That kid is also ruthless," the rough-voiced man sighed, "that's his own parents."

"What's the big deal, his arrogant, domineering brother was even chopped up and fed to the crows by him!"

The two walked out laughing from the small path, and saw Jin Chen holding Nanyu, smiling as he looked over.

Boss: ……

He recognized this person! How did he appear again!