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Chapter 6 Ruthless

Having said that, when Zhang Haoxuan bought the dinner, Matilda couldn't help but complain: "Why... Chinese people... want to eat with this kind of thing?"

She held two small sticks in her right hand, and was struggling around with difficulty, looking worried.

"You want to do this..." Zhang Haoxuan demonstrated to her, "Did you see it? Clip it with two fingers, embed the middle finger in the middle, forming a lever, don't move the lower one, just move the upper one."

However, the girl did what he said, but the two sticks still did not obey the command and still swayed around with difficulty.

Zhang Haoxuan sighed and held her hand: "Look, that's it."

After being taught step by step for a few minutes, Matilda was finally able to barely use her chopsticks, and she was so happy.

"How about it, I'm still very smart." She raised her chopsticks and tapped them twice, with a cute smile on her face.

"Yes, you are very smart, smarter than any girl." Zhang Haoxuan sighed, and then was stunned. Because of the step-by-step teaching, Matilda had already put it in his arms.

"Okay, practice a few more times by myself." He then let go of her and sat opposite him.

The girl didn't make a sound, just looked at him, and at the same time fiddled with chopsticks to the food in the cardboard box. After a while, she asked: "Did you have a nightmare the night before? I heard... some noise."

Zhang Haoxuan paused for a moment, then nodded slightly, as if he had admitted it.

"You'll be fine, Zhang," Matilda hesitated, then bit her lip, "I believe you won't have nightmares again in the future."

"These things... can't be said." Zhang Haoxuan shook his head and showed a rare wry smile.

"I've had nightmares, too," the girl looked at him. "I used to have done it, dreaming that I was beaten and abandoned, but now, I don't have it, even if... some nightmares have become facts."

With a particularly serious and focused expression, Zhang Haoxuan pursed his lips and moved his chopsticks again: "Eat quickly, it will be not delicious if it is cold."

After lunch and working hard in the house for a while, Zhang Haoxuan left his residence and walked aimlessly outside - he was not aimless, but he went directly to the Empire State Building, bought a ticket and waited for a while, and then went directly to the roof.

"Hey, you're here again." The black guard on the top floor greeted him with a smile.

"Yes." He nodded indifferently, stood in front of the blocking net, and looked at the street view below.

Before this, Zhang Haoxuan had visited the most famous building in Manhattan many times and looked at it. Every time it took an afternoon. After a long time, the black men who served as guards became familiar with him.

But no matter how long he has watched it, the smell of not entering a stranger is so obvious that although there are so many tourists on the roof, there are few people around him. Even if there are ignorant children coming over, they will be quickly pulled back by their parents.

But today, after staying for a while, he felt like he didn't want to continue.

Concern is just the beginning, but once it starts, it is difficult to stop again. A rational voice emerges from the heart.

Damn… He cursed in a low voice and turned around and walked towards the exit of the roof.

"So early today?" The black guard who had been guarding the exit was a little surprised.

"Something is happening." Zhang Haoxuan replied briefly.

"That's right. Do you remember what I said? Things will always get better." The black guard laughed, "Happier, young man."

Will it always get better? Zhang Haoxuan's mouth twitched twice, turning into an invisible bitter smile.

He slowly walked back to his residence in the Lower City area. After opening the door, he was stunned. The girl was sitting on the windowsill, wearing a striped short-sleeved T-shirt and shorts, and wearing a small pendant around her neck. Her legs were arched, her head was hanging down, and she hugged the teddy bear he sold to her. The sunlight shone in obliquely and fell on her body with a layer of golden yellow, making her look particularly lonely.

Zhang Haoxuan stood at the door in a daze for a long time until Matilda came to her senses and jumped off the windowsill in surprise: "You are back... Zhang? I don't know, I..."

"Come with me." He just said that.

"Hmm?" The girl was puzzled.

Zhang Haoxuan didn't explain, turned around and walked out. Matilda didn't ask anymore, and followed him with the teddy bear.

They came to the street and slowly walked out of the lower city area. When they arrived at the middle city area with the chessboard, it was almost six o'clock. Zhang Haoxuan found a building opposite the street and brought the girl to the top floor.

"What are we here for?" Matilda finally couldn't help asking.

"Look." Zhang Haoxuan pointed directly in front of the building.

The girl looked along, then could no longer turn her eyes. A red sun was slowly falling in the sky, and it was stuck in the middle of the buildings on both sides, giving a sense of order, and against the backdrop of the lights and neon lights around, it also had a sense of decadent beauty.

"So beautiful," Matilda said in a surprise tone, "I never knew... Manhattan had such a view."

She just looked at the sunset in the distance, keeping watching, with an obsessive expression until her eyes couldn't stand it.

"Zhang, how did you find out?" She closed her eyes and rested for a moment, then looked at him and asked.

"I saw more scenery and naturally discovered it." Zhang Haoxuan's voice was deep, "I call it Manhattan Hanging Sun."

"Cool!" the girl screamed, revealing a happy look, "I like this name!"

"Are you happy?" Zhang Haoxuan, who was staring at her, finally raised the corner of his mouth.

Matilda was stunned for a moment, then became even happier, her eyes shiny: "Happy, of course I'm happy!"

Then she looked at him with a nervous and hopeful look, as if she wanted to be happier.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Haoxuan finally reached out and pressed gently on her head: "Precaution yourself, don't smoke, don't swear, don't... interact with people who are not irrelevant."

The girl's mouth suddenly curled up higher, and she nodded immediately: "No problem."

"When it comes to doing it, I remember that there seemed to be a colorful boy downstairs talking to you." Zhang Haoxuan asked very seriously.

"He wants to know my name, I ignore him, I can swear." Matilda immediately raised his right hand.

Zhang Haoxuan stared at her for a long time, then straightened up: "Okay, that's it."

The girl stuck out her tongue, looked at him carefully, and then raised the corners of her mouth again: "Zhang, you laughed just now."

Zhang Haoxuan was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything. Matilda's tone brought a little teasing: "You look good when you smile."

As she said that, she held his hand: "Can you smile more?"

Facing the bright eyes, Zhang Haoxuan looked up at the end of the street. The sun had already set, and only the red burning clouds were still floating in the sky.

"Let's go for supper," he said, and then he barely pulled the corners of his mouth upwards.

"Okay." Matilda's smile became bigger and he held his hands tightly.

Zhang Haoxuan, who wanted to let go, could only follow her wishes, but her heart was bitter.

After this day, the relationship between the two changed again and became more harmonious.

Zhang Haoxuan taught more seriously, and Matilda also learned more seriously. In addition, he also accompanied her out for a walk from time to time to make her happy, just like... the plot.

So the established plot is here.

"Do you want to drink again?" Looking at the milk in the cup, Matilda was quite reluctant.

"Do you remember what we said?" Zhang Haoxuan said immediately. Since Matilda appeared, he had a glass of milk every day and urged her to do the same.

"But, I don't feel that I'm stronger because of this." The girl said, and raised her arms and bulged her twice.

"It will take a long time to see the effect." Zhang Haoxuan said and pointed to the cup, with an expression of no negotiation.

Matilda shrugged, drank the milk all over, then crawled on the table, tilted her head to look at Zhang Haoxuan who was also drinking milk.

"Do you know, Zhang," she smiled and looked at him with a somewhat hazy look, "I'm already in love with you."

"Ahem," Zhang Haoxuan immediately coughed a few times, then placed the cup on the table, and looked as if nothing had happened. "Fall in love with a murderer? This is not funny."

"No, I'm serious," Matilda looked at him without blinking, "This is my first love."

Zhang Haoxuan took a deep breath: "No, Matilda, you are just... you are just..."

He gritted his teeth: "You just want to find a support!"

Matilda didn't say anything, and still looked at Zhang Haoxuan without blinking, just biting her lips.

"You live in a family without family affection. Your parents don't care about you. Your sister hates you. You can only get some comfort from your younger brother." Zhang Haoxuan's tone was almost cold, "But your younger brother can only provide the feeling of being needed, but cannot provide the feeling of need. So you still feel lonely and helpless, and long for a little care."

The girl's face became a little ugly, but she didn't say anything, but just sat up slowly.

"At this time you met me, I saved you, you felt safe from me, you longed for this security, you need this security, so you always wanted to stay by my side. This is your idea, Matilda, this is not love, this is just an illusion, this is just your need, that's all!" He said this, without any restraint.

Then, with a click, several cracks were pinched out of the glass cup in his hand.

Matilda, who had already bit her lips hard, had a bright light in her eyes, and had a sad and angry expression, relaxed after watching this scene.

Zhang Haoxuan, who also realized something, stopped talking and sat silently on the chair. After a while, he sighed and stood up: "I still have something to do, I want to leave."

After saying that, before the girl could speak, he left the door, walked out of the far side before stopping, and clenched his fists hard.
Chapter completed!
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