Si Jiu looked at the young figure, gritted his teeth, and followed.
Shen Xinghe clenched the few copper coins in his hand tightly, but in the end he didn't buy anything because as soon as he got close to anywhere, he would be driven away before he could even say a word.
He looks really bad now.
Before, when he was in front of the Zhenxiu Tower, his clothes were old but still clean. After being beaten, not only were his clothes dirty and his hair disheveled, but there was also blood on his face and head. No matter where he went, people he met on the road would immediately stand several steps away from him, with faces full of gloom and disgust.
Si Jiu was extremely angry with these people. He bared his teeth and made fierce gestures at them, but no one could see him.
Besides, this is just an illusion, just Shen Xinghe's memory.
Sijiu also understood that what happened had already happened and she could not change anything. Gradually, she also calmed down.
Shen Xinghe walked towards his residence step by step, passing through the prosperous and bustling Tianshui Street. Waves of cheers attracted his attention.
He looked over there hesitantly, only to see someone performing a jugglery move, drawing cheers from the crowd. A child was jumping around outside the crowd.
"I can't see it, I can't see it. I want to see it, Daddy, I want to see it."
"Okay, okay." The tall man next to him lifted the child and held him on his neck.
The child's vision rose, and he suddenly exclaimed, then clapped his hands and giggled at the acrobatics on the stage.
Si Jiu saw a hint of envy flash across Xiao Xinghe's eyes.
Then he lowered his head, looked at the copper coins in his palm, and murmured, "I didn't buy my sister's sweet soup, what should I do?
My sister always says that when you feel bitter, just eat something sweet.
Sweet..."
A hint of sweetness drifted past his nose. He turned his head and looked around, and soon saw a small stall surrounded by children.
He was about to walk over when he was suddenly pushed by someone running behind him. "Don't block the road, little beggar."
Shen Xinghe was struggling to stand to begin with, and after being pushed like that, he stumbled and fell to the ground. People have a conditioned reflex when they fall, and he forgot about it because of the momentary shock, so the hand that was holding the copper coin loosened in order to support the ground.
Pop, gurgle.
The three copper coins in the palm of his hand fell and rolled a few times.
"My coppers..."
He cried out in surprise and stretched out his hand to grab them, but the coins happened to be rolling towards the side of the circus, and people were already crowded together, so as soon as he stretched out his hand, someone stepped on it.
Shen Xinghe didn't even bother to cry out in pain, he just rolled and crawled forward, "My copper coins..."
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you squeezing for?"
"Damn it, who stepped on me?"
"Don't push, don't push, don't push, damn it."
The crowd suddenly became chaotic.
There were so many people, so many pairs of feet, you moved a few times and I took a few steps, and I didn’t know where the three copper coins were kicked to, and they were completely invisible.
"My, my copper coins, please don't..." Shen Xinghe subconsciously pushed the leg of the person in front of him.
"Damn it, where did this bastard come from? Get out of here! Aren't you afraid of being stepped on?"
After being kicked on the shoulder, Shen Xinghe was kicked out.
"My...coppers." He muttered, got up and rushed in again.
There was a bit of a fight over there just now because you pushed me and I stepped on you.
Shen Xinghe rushed forward and was pushed to the ground.
He ignored the punches and kicks coming at him, his eyes searching the ground intently, trying to find his coins.
But he never found it.
Later, the circus ended and everyone felt that there was no point in arguing with a little beggar who seemed to have a mental problem, so they left.
On the empty ground, there was not a single copper coin left except for some fruit cores left over from other people's eating, bamboo sticks used for stringing candied haws, and some miscellaneous garbage.
Shen Xinghe lowered his head dejectedly, staring blankly at the ground.
Si Jiu felt that his heart was about to break.
The words that Zizi had described to her before about life in Qingcheng echoed in Sijiu's ears again and again, as well as his smile. Thinking back on it now, Sijiu felt as if her heart was pierced by a needle.
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