After Ireland got out of the way, the boy hugged his pillow and entered his room excitedly.
Then came the stuffed bears that also squeezed in.
The teddy bear is also holding two small bed models as long as arms, with paper figures and paper dogs sleeping on them.
Although they are not living people, after they entered the room, Ireland still felt an awkward feeling that he could not adapt to.
Especially when the stuffed bear casually sat on the small sofa in the room, staring directly in the direction of the bed with its dark reflective glass eyes, this strange feeling of discomfort became even more intense.
He even felt that the paper dog and the paper man were staring at him.
He also felt that there were many other eyes hidden in the secret.
The stuffed bear has no eyelids and might stare at him all night long.
Ireland is acutely aware of this.
He didn't like being stared at, not even by non-human beings. It was not a pleasant experience.
So he opened the bedside table and took out a gaudy butterfly-shaped eye mask from the orange packaging box. Then he walked up to the stuffed bear and put it on him.
After those glass-beaded eyes were covered, Ireland breathed a sigh of relief.
Much more comfortable now.
The teddy bear was as well-behaved as his owner. He did not resist or struggle, and remained motionless as Ireland put a blindfold on it.
When Ireland turned around, he found that Avicril had already consciously placed the small light blue pillow beside his orange pillow, and he had already sat on the bed and even got under the quilt.
At this moment, she only stared at him with a pair of pale blue eyes, as if waiting for him.
Those eyes were really beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't find words or scenes to describe them.
When you praise a person's beautiful eyes, you should praise them like lakes. Ireland has seen many famous and beautiful lakes, but they all became overshadowed in front of these eyes.
If you dig it out, many people will definitely buy it.
This was his first reaction.
When people living in darkness encounter something beautiful, their first reaction is to enclose it in their own area and monopolize it.
Ireland has met people who like to collect eyes, and even admired the collected eyes up close.
It's just that the frightened eyes that remain after being gouged out really don't look good.
There is no pair of eyes that can compare with Ai Wei Lier's eyes.
Avicril's well-behaved appearance was the reason why he did not refuse the other party to come in.
A good-looking and obedient child, a child of an organization whose parents were both dead like him, looked at him with expectant eyes, and he didn't want to refuse.
Everyone, please go and try it soon.]
It's like satisfying the other person to make up for the emotions that you wanted but didn't get when you were a child.
That's nothing, right?
"Uncle Ireland, come quickly." Aito sat on the bed and patted the empty space beside him.
"It's best not to touch me when you go to bed at night, otherwise I might have a big reaction." Ireland sat on the bed and warned in advance.
For example, when you are touched, you stand up and choose a uniform to control the person closest to you.
"I know." Aito nodded and replied.
It’s good enough that Uncle Ireland is willing to let him come in and sleep with him!
The book says that people should know how to be satisfied and grateful.
Well, he was very satisfied and very grateful to his Irish uncle.
"Don't you take these things off when you sleep? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable?" Ireland asked, looking at some of the decorations on the boy's body.
Avril had taken a shower and changed into pajamas, but he still wore the collar around his neck, half-finger gloves on his hands, and even the knee pads on his knees were not taken off.
Just looking at it makes people think that sleeping like this will not be comfortable.
"It will be a bit ugly if you take it off." Aito said, touching the collar.
"I think there should be no scenario that I can't accept," Ireland said.
After joining the organization for so many years, it can even be said that he walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and created countless eucalyptus scenes.
He really couldn't imagine anything else that could scare him.
"Pick it and let me see?" He was even a little curious.
The young man took off these things silently, and then stared at Ireland silently.
As if observing whether there is an expression of disgust or disgust on Ireland's face.
Ireland did not show such an expression, but looked at the scars on his body with a deep look, and then lifted up his clothes.
Revealing a very healthy and beautiful figure due to exercise.
But there are scars of various sizes on the body, some have turned white due to age, and some new scars are still pink.
Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and even wounds from various other weapons.
"Scars are the merit of a man, especially for those of us in the organization, having so many scars and still surviving is proof of strength." Ireland pointed to the scars on his body, his tone full of calmness and confidence.
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"You are very good and will become an excellent man in the future." He said.
"Excellent man? Me?" The young man said blankly, and then showed an expression of surprise.
"Of course, I have a good eye for people." Ireland said with a smile.
Just like when he first saw Aibis who had not yet received a code name, he felt that this brat was very sinister and not a good person.
Sure enough, the other party poisoned the water in their grade canteen.
During the meal together, everyone in that grade except Aibis died.
And now he feels that Avicril is very good.
Maybe it's because the other person seems to have had a more miserable childhood than he did, but he doesn't seem to be immersed in the past.
People who are entangled in the past and dwell on it cannot move forward.
"Then I will definitely become an excellent man." The white-haired boy said.
Just like my Irish uncle said.
"Go to sleep." Ireland said with a smile.
Although he looks fierce when he is not smiling, he looks like a kind-hearted uncle when he smiles.
At least it's better than gin and vodka, which still make you look like a villain when you smile.
It's okay if Gin doesn't smile, but when he smiles, he looks more like a villain.
"Good night, Uncle Ireland." The young man lay peacefully on the quilt with only his head exposed. After saying good night with a bright smile, he closed his eyes.
"Good night." Ireland said in a low voice.
He glanced at the young man with mixed emotions in his eyes before turning off the light in the room.
Scars are the merits of men, but not the merits of children.
Especially...those scars did not come from battles during the mission.
No matter how dark the organization is, it will not let children of several years old perform overly dangerous tasks. At most, it is just for practice, and there will even be other code-named members watching, and most of the people who graduated early from the organization's school are researchers.
Aibis was already fifteen years old when she poisoned everyone in that generation.
So...the scars on Avicril are definitely not caused by the battles in the mission.
Just from pointless torture.
but……
Avicril is indeed very good, Ireland thought to himself, he does like him a little bit.