I, Viego, conquer Terra!

"Is that so... Lord Viego is truly amazing."

"Haha, it's okay..."

Viego's eyes swept out of the car window and suddenly paused.

"Wait a moment, you just stay in the car." He parked the SUV to the side of the road, opened the door and got out.

"Hmm? Ah...Okay, Master Viego." Shining looked out the window, slightly startled, and his eyes paused. "This is..."

"Miss Gwen?"

The blue-haired girl lowered her head slightly and walked slowly on the street. She was covered in dust and had no expression on her face.

Shining could see that a lot seemed to have happened to Gwen since she left last night.

Gwen was still carrying the small shoulder bag, but the originally pure white color was now covered with dust, like a dirty old pocket, looking so dirty and inconspicuous.

Gwen's originally delicate and lovely blue and white puffy skirt was also stained with mud from the shoulder bag, with patches of dirt here and there, making her look like a sloppy traveler who had just entered the city after a long journey through the wilderness and had no time to rest.

The girl looked depressed, pursed her lips, and walked down the street in a daze.

Gwen has been walking on the streets for a long, long time since she came to the city.

But she never found Viego.

This city was so huge for her who was alone. The doll girl fell into it and was as insignificant as an ant in the sea of ​​people.

Can I really find Viego just by walking aimlessly like this?

Gwen didn't know, but she couldn't think of any other way.

Even though a whole day had passed, from sunrise to dusk, she still couldn't get out of her chaotic and depressed thoughts.

Back to Scar Mall.

But Gwen didn't know where Viego lived, where Viego would go, and couldn't find where Viego was now.

Besides walking aimlessly on the street, hoping that the white-haired figure would appear before him,

There was nothing she could do.

There's nowhere to go.

Gwen tightened the straps of the bag on her shoulders and murmured softly: "... Viego..."

"What do you want me to do?" A familiar and unique voice came from behind.

"...I don't know." Gwen pursed her lips and responded subconsciously.

But the next moment.

She suddenly raised her head and turned to look.

The girl's pupils trembled slightly, and the figure of the white-haired man came into view.

Viego looked at her with a familiar smile on his face, frivolous but not frivolous:

"How did you get like this? Did you accidentally fall while walking at night last night?"

"Viogo..." Gwen lowered her eyes.

"Why do you look like you've been bullied?" Viego raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to cry in my arms..." Are you?

His words were interrupted by Gwen's action.

——The girl took a step forward, silently, raised her hands and hugged him tightly.

Viego's body stiffened, and he looked down at the top of the blue-haired girl's head, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

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Viego lowered his head and looked at the blue-haired girl who suddenly hugged him without saying a word and buried her head in his arms.

He could feel Gwen tightening her arms around him, holding him tighter.

Her body was trembling slightly, but Viego was always sensitive to physical contact, so he still noticed it.

Viego didn't expect Gwen to suddenly hug him.

He originally saw this girl walking alone on the street in a pitiful manner, with a look of being abandoned and distraught, like a lost puppy or a child who had a big fight with her family and ran away from home.

That's why I wanted to come up and ask about the situation.

If I'm not mistaken, Gwen went to see Isolde last night.

but...

Why was she walking alone on the street with a sad face?

Viego really wanted Gwen to see the ugly face of Isolde and did not want to see such a lovely girl being used by Isolde.

But he definitely didn't want to shatter the girl's beautiful impression of Isolde by letting Gwen get hurt.

Viego thought for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at the girl in his arms, and sighed softly.

Gwen now looks like a poor kid who had a big fight and ran away from home.

Well, there could be no one else who could have had such a quarrel with her and made her so upset except the bad woman Isolde.

"..."

Gwen felt that Viego's body stiffened for a moment when she hugged him.

She pursed her lips, knowing that her hug was too sudden and perhaps too presumptuous for Viego.

But I still couldn't help feeling a little lost.

It’s like you finally find the way home, knock on the door, but realize this is not your home.

Gwen heard Viego sigh softly above her head.

Do this yourself...

Does it bother him?

She sniffed, loosened her grip, and prepared to let go of Viego's arms, apologizing for her sudden action.

But the next moment, the man's slender palm gently stroked the top of her hair.

Viego raised his hands and hugged her gently.

"If you feel sad, just hold me for a while longer." Just like last night, his tone was filled with a smile that made Gwen feel relaxed and at ease, and he joked, "Today my arms are free to rent, no charge."

Gwen was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Dolls don't cry.

But at this moment, Gwen felt as if she really had an urge to cry.

She closed her eyes, tightened her arms, buried her face completely in Viego's arms, and let out an inexpressible, crying sound.

He was scolded by Isolde for no apparent reason, treated coldly by the intimate figure whom he once trusted so much, was slapped on the face as if in humiliation, was forcefully ordered to throw away the things he loved, had her vent her anger on him, and had people tell him "I'm disappointed in you".

Gwen didn't understand why this happened. She didn't understand why Isolde seemed like a completely different person after just three days of not seeing her.

I don’t understand why the once kind and compassionate Isolde has become so irritable and cold now.

Gwen didn't understand anything.

She just felt that even though Isolde held her in his arms affectionately and stroked her hair last night, in fact, there was no real "joy" or "concern" in her heart.

She could just feel the anger and cold malice in Isolde's eyes as he looked at her.

Everything made Gwen feel helpless, frightened, sad and aggrieved.

Before meeting Viego, no matter how sad Gwen was, she would just lower her eyes and purse her lips.

She still remained polite to strangers and maintained her strength.

But the moment Viego hugged her, things were different.

All the emotions seemed to be released without reservation like a flood that broke through the dam.

The lonely boat that had lost its direction finally found a port where it could dock safely.

It was different from Isolde’s embrace, and also different from Isolde’s superficial and physical “intimacy”.

Viego just stood there and gently held her in his arms.

This already made Gwen feel extremely safe and warm.

This feeling made her extremely nostalgic.

It seemed that even the non-existent "heart" that was pierced with holes was gently mended.

All the grievances, sadness, and negative emotions disappeared in a hug.

a long time.

Gwen looked up at Viego. She was still a little depressed, but much better than before.

"Thank you, Viego..."

"Have you hugged enough?" Viego raised an eyebrow. "Not sad anymore?"

"Yeah... much better."

"Then let go quickly. If you tear your clothes, you'll have to pay for it."

Viego deliberately joked to liven up the atmosphere and reminded Gwen to let go - in fact, there were no passers-by watching them, but if Gwen grabbed his clothes so hard again, Viego was afraid that two more holes would appear on his lower back.

"Ah...!" Gwen finally reacted and let out a small cry of surprise. She let go and took a step back, looking down at her toes in embarrassment. "S-Sorry, Viego..."

"I was joking. Don't take it too seriously. No need to say sorry." Viego thought that this girl seemed to be taking it too seriously. Only then did he have time to look at her. He saw that her whole body was covered with mud and dirt from the shoulder bag. He couldn't help but frowned slightly:

"I'll take you to buy two sets of clothes first, and then we'll go to the hotel to change clothes, and then we'll go have dinner together."

Viego even doubted whether Gwen really fell on the road.

The originally delicate and beautiful little skirt she was wearing now looked ugly at all, dirty and covered with khaki gray marks.

And since Gwen had obviously quarreled with Isolde and was almost "breaking up", and she came to find him, Viego was not going to let her go back to Isolde.

Since the child is unhappy over there, we can't let her go back and continue to suffer.

Gwen had been out for so many days, but Isolde hadn't bought her any clothes...the only bag that could be considered an accessory on her was also bought by himself.

Viego couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Damn, Isolde, a pure bad woman, she is comparable to the stepmother in Cinderella.

"Oh..." Gwen nodded, dazed for a moment.

It was also a question that left her no room for refusal, but the feeling Viego's words gave her was completely different from that of Isolde.

She did not resist Viego's words.

Viego turned and took two steps towards the SUV. Noticing that Gwen hadn't followed him, he turned back to look at her, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why aren't you leaving? You don't want me to lead you, do you?"

"!" Gwen came back to her senses after hearing this, and quickly trotted to catch up with Viego. She looked down at the man's slender palm and hesitated for a moment.

Then he reached out and grabbed the corner of Viego's sleeve.

Viego was stunned and looked back at Gwen, who was just holding his sleeve and looking cautious like Liz.

He met Gwen's cautious gaze as she looked up.

Those big eyes that should have been full of joy and brightness were now filled with caution, as if observing whether he felt displeased or disgusted by her actions, and ready to let go and apologize at any time.

What the hell did Isolde do to Gwen?

How come a girl who used to be so lively and bright is now so cautious even when pulling up her sleeves, as if she is afraid of being thrown away...

Just like an abandoned cat, after having a new owner, it will become obviously cautious and well-behaved, always paying attention to the owner's emotions, and feeling uneasy if something is wrong.

Although Gwen's condition doesn't seem to be that serious at the moment, her current condition is clearly a manifestation of a serious lack of security.

Now, Liz has been a little autistic since she was rescued. Gwen used to be so lively, but now she is also becoming a little autistic. I don’t know if she will be better after tonight when her mood calms down...

Viego sighed in his heart, continued to walk forward with Gwen, and held Gwen's cautious little hand with his backhand.

Viego could clearly feel Gwen shudder, but she quickly recovered and seemed to relax, feeling much more relieved, and gently grasped Viego's hand.

Damn it, Isolde, you are guilty of a heinous crime!

As Viego cursed, he felt that he now looked like an old father walking on the street with his daughter - just that he looked a little younger.