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When Qing Tian got home, he saw Wu Yun eating chocolate cake.

"Here's half." Wu Yun seemed to have been shocked by Qing Tian's arrival, reluctantly parting with half of the cake.

In Wu Yun's mind, raising a child meant giving half of the food you got to the other person. Of course, "stealing" was another matter.

Qing Tian was not interested in this sweet food, and did not understand why Wu Yun liked this sweet and greasy thing so much? Just after seeing the chocolate cake, he couldn't help but think of what the man had said before.

What did you mean, "Mr. Gift?"

Although he was indeed a gift, but now that Wu Yun had said that he would support him, then he was more than just a "gift". Besides, he had a name now.

On the one hand, Qing Tian felt that his ideas seemed to be too far-fetched, after all, the fact that he was sent as a gift was not wrong, but on the other hand, it had aroused a deep inferiority complex.

Yes, inferiority complex.

In this city, force was the capital to survive.

To Wu Yun, he was purely just a burden. Even if Wu Yun said he wanted to love him as it was said in the book, but now-not to mention to love-even self-protection was a problem.

"Wu Yun, how did this cake come about?" Qing Tian asked curiously.

"Put it at the door." Wu Yun replied succinctly, "No poison, can eat."

....... Do you judge if a thing can be eaten based on if it is poisonous or not?

As soon as he talked to Wu Yun, the entanglements in Qing Tian's heart were suddenly gone.

Maybe he thought too much. Maybe it was just simple.

Obviously Wu Yun was older, he himself was still a child, but in daily life, the worry seemed to be always Wu Yun.

Sometimes, Qing Tian was really envious of Wu Yun, his mindset of not worrying about anything and thinking about anything. Perhaps people with this mentality could live as free as Wu Yun.

"When I came back, I saw your master." Qing Tian said, "This cake should've been given to you by him. He asked me to say hello to you instead of him."

"Oh." Wu Yun responded casually.

"I heard his men calling him Count. What's that nickname?" Qing Tian asked simply in one breath, "Wu Yun, do you know what his identity is?"

"Count, bounty hunter, arms dealer..." Wu Yun spit out six or seven identities in one breath. "I don't know which one is true and which one is false."

"Don't you care?" Qing Tian carefully asked, "You live with him, and your relationship is..."

Qing Tian remembered how he came here.

"Do you care?" Wu Yun turned to Qing Tian. "If you don't feel well, I can break up with him."

Wu Yun's eyes told Qing Tian that he was serious.

Very serious.

For Wu Yun, was this a relationship that could be easily broken?

"No, I didn't say that either."

"Oh, keep it as it is." Wu Yun looked down at the half of the chocolate cake. "Why don't you eat it?"

"Eat it."

"Good."

"Actually, I can't understand him..." Wu Yun seemed to say such a sentence suddenly, but Qing Tian was still immersed in his own thinking, not hearing clearly.

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