As Luo Fan said, Liao Shifeng indeed found the "doll" on the bench at the bus shelter.
At that time, the little guy was curled up in a plush blanket, looking particularly peaceful.
However, Liao Shifeng was an uninformed person. When he picked up the other person, he accidentally pressed his affected arm.
Xiaofan felt extremely uncomfortable, shivered a few times reflexively, and woke up in pain.
Of course, Liao Shifeng could intuitively feel the thing in his hand moving, so he stopped and said, "...you are alive, right?" After that, he weighed Xiaofan in his hand.
Hearing this, Xiaofan simply chose to pretend to be dead. He didn't think there was anything else Liao Shifeng could do, and the situation remained at a stalemate.
However, Liao Shifeng didn't accept this trick and shook the other person: "You are definitely not an ordinary doll. Luo Fan deliberately concealed your existence. Is he protecting you?"
"...I'm kidding, how could I need the protection of a kid?" He muttered softly.
When Liao Shifeng heard Xiaofan's voice, he was really shocked inside, but his expression remained calm. He suddenly remembered that Luo Xiyue had asked them if they believed in ghosts and gods, and that Luo Fan had started cosplaying for no reason. He was silent for a while, and then said again: "I don't want to get involved in my employer's personal affairs. As long as it's not illegal, no matter who you are, I have no ill intentions, and you better not have either." As he spoke, he had already arrived at the gate of Luo Family Courtyard.
"...If I did, what can you do to me." Xiaofan wanted to change into a more comfortable position, but he didn't want to move a little wider and involve the injury again, so he groaned softly in pain.
Liao Shifeng stopped and moved Xiaofan into a comfortable position manually, asking, "What is your relationship with those mutants?"
"What does it have to do with it...their terminators don't count." Mentioning the word "mutant", he faintly felt that the injured area seemed to hurt a little more.
Liao Shifeng suddenly felt unable to communicate and began to wonder if this little thing was still a child like Luo Fan. "...Last question, why are you at the station?"
"Then how do I know...I fell unconscious after being severely injured." The cold wind blew by, and Xiaofan shrank into the plush blanket again in the cold, "Don't be like this..."
"Stop interfering. This matter is no more outrageous than your so-called doll. It was done by people, and there will always be clues left behind. You don't need to do things for them." After saying this, he stepped in and didn't forget to lock the door. Walking into the main room, I found that Bai Yongyi was the only one left. "Where is the young master?"
"The kid couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep again." Although Bai Yongyi saw Xiaofan in Liao Shifeng's hand, he didn't think much about it, "Did you ask you to go out and look for it?"
"Well, put it in for him." Liao Shifeng replied, went to Luo Fan's room alone, and then put Xiao Fan on the chair, "No matter what your purpose is, don't disturb him, he will be in trouble."
"...Sometimes, knowing too much may not be a good thing." Xiao Fan could not respond. After a while, he broke free from the plush blanket and landed lightly on the windowsill. He plucked a feather, made it steel, and shot it at the mouse wandering in the dark, killing it with one blow. "But no matter how scary ghosts and gods are, they can't compete with the sinister human heart. She won't give up."
However, Liao Shifeng had already gone far away, and he could only faintly hear comments about ghosts, gods, and human hearts, but he didn't pay much attention to them.
Xiao Fan originally planned to get into Luo Fan's bed, but then he thought about it and realized that it was only the early morning of yesterday when he was kicked out of bed. If tragedy were to happen again, wouldn't I die and become disabled? He was so scared that he gave up and curled up inside the plush blanket again.
