You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1518

Chapter 1518

Inside the villa.

Anderson makes a fool of himself every day at regular intervals, tossingeveryone around to exhaustion. He knew there was nothing they coulddo about him.

He did it on purpose so that everyone would just think he was a child.Gradually, he will let down his guard, and those rumors about him beinggreat, as he fools around, do not break down.

He pretended to be happy for a long time when he got steak for lunchtoday.

Mag sighed in relief and said to the man in black, "Hey, he's a kid afterall. I really don't know why he's being held captive. And what could bedone.”

The black-clothed guard glared at her, "How dare you meddle in theaffairs of the top?!"

Mag said helplessly, "I'm exhausted, I really can't take him ah. Or I'llswitch with you and you can watch him. I will be responsible for cookingand cleaning for you. You see, he ate the steak, today a lot of calm.You can talk to the top, just a child, what needs to meet. It's too muchfor adults, not to mention children, to be locked up here all day. Whenwill you bring him the toys he wants? I think he'll make a scene againlater.”

The man in black was also annoyed, "Soon, said it would be delivered.”He looked at his watch. It was estimated to be more than an hour.Another glance at Anderson, sitting on the carpet in the middle of thehall.

Anderson is cutting paper, and over the past two days, he's had Magfree to help him cut a lot of small round pieces out of cardboard. Thenhe used colored pencils to blacken half of them.

Another chess board was made by myself.

Well tossed, he ran to the black-clad guards.

"Uncle, play Go with me." He tugged on the black-clad guard's arm.When he was chatting with the black-clothed guard before, heinadvertently learned that the black-clothed guard had learned a bit ofGo. So he wasted a lot of effort and made his own pair of Go.

The black-clothed guard had a black face.

A four-year-old kid, surprisingly, called him to play Go with him.Although his level was not high, two or three dan was still there. Whatcould he do with a child, at best, he could play chess.

"All right.” The black-clad guard, pinning his pistol behind his back.Walked over to Anderson.

Sitting down on the carpet, "OK, go ahead, don't cry when you lose. Ican't afford to make a scene.”

Go is more time consuming and everyone can have something to do,it's getting hairy with boredom here.

Anderson went down first, and the black-clad guards were thebackstops.

A few moves down.

Anderson inquired, "Uncle, what is your name. Here are all uncles, Ican not easily distinguish between calling people.”

"My name is Ford," said Ford, whose mind was now all over the board.Not for a long time, he has long been rusty, or school when learningsome, after the big school did not touch.

I thought a four-year-old would only be able to play chess, but I didn'tthink he would really play.

Not only will play, the chess is also laid out with a deeper meaning, hehas to use his brain.

"Uncle Ford, are you married and do you have any children?" Andersonasked again, dropping a son in his hand.

Ford wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Well, there's ason, a little younger than you."

"Oh." Anderson beamed, "Don’t you miss him?"

Ford froze, his own son's cute little face and chubby little hands cameto mind. He has not seen his wife and children for half a year, everytime he goes on a mission, it takes a year and a half, think about it trulysorry wife and children.

If you are doing something meaningful and protecting your family, youcan still rely on faith to support you.

But what about now?