"Thank you...you saved me..."
Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, as if he had used up all his strength.
"Brother, eat some."
The little boy took out a dirty meat bun from his arms and handed it to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen looked at the meat bun, then looked at the little boy's expectant eyes, and took it.
He used all his strength to tear the bun in half and handed one half back to the little boy.
The little boy waved his hands repeatedly.
"Brother, I'm not hungry. You are injured, so you need to eat more."
He said this, but looking at the half meat bun dripping with oil, he swallowed unconsciously.
Ye Chen looked at him, his eyes were still confused, but with a hint of determination.
"If you don't eat, I won't eat either."
The little boy hesitated for a moment, but finally took the half bun and ate it in small bites, with a satisfied look on his face.
Ye Chen looked at the little boy and felt a warmth in his heart.
In this cold world, the little boy's actions made him feel a touch of warmth.
"What's your name?" Ye Chen asked weakly.
"My name is Zhang Yuchen."
The little boy raised his head, looked at Ye Chen with his clear eyes, and smiled shyly.
"Zhang Yuchen..."
Ye Chen silently recited the name in his heart, and a faint light appeared in his confused eyes.
“What a nice name.”
Hearing Ye Chen's praise, a hint of pride appeared on Zhang Yuchen's little face.
"Grandpa helped me get it."
"Grandpa?" Ye Chen asked weakly.
"Um!"
Zhang Yuchen nodded heavily, a hint of reminiscence appearing on his young face.
"Grandpa was an old beggar. He picked me up from the snow and raised me."
"He said, 'Yu' means to control the nine heavens, and 'Chen' means the place where the emperor resides."
"He hoped that when I grew up, I would no longer be a beggar like him, but become a respected strong man, so he named me Yuchen."
Zhang Yuchen repeated the old man's words word for word, and the old man's words were already engraved in his heart.
Ye Chen listened and felt inexplicably touched.
"Cough... cough cough..." He started coughing violently.
"Your grandfather is right."
"You will definitely become a very powerful person in the future."
Ye Chen was panting, his voice hoarse but with a hint of certainty.
"Um!"
Zhang Yuchen's face showed longing, and his eyes were shining with stars.
But the light only lasted for a moment before dimming again and turning into a lonely color.
"But grandpa didn't survive the heavy snow last year."
His voice faded away, and the dilapidated temple fell into dead silence.
Only the howling cold wind outside the window tells of endless sadness.
Ye Chen looked at the strong child in front of him, weakly raised a hand, and gently placed it on Zhang Yuchen's furry head.
"You are very lucky to have such a good grandfather, unlike me..."
Ye Chen stared at the dilapidated roof with empty eyes: "You don't even know who you are."
There was no hope in his eyes, only confusion.
"Then I will call you Big Brother from now on!"
Zhang Yuchen felt the warmth of the hand on his head, tilted his little face upwards, and spoke with an extremely serious look in his eyes.
"From now on, we will make a living together in this town!"
"Okay, Grandpa is right, you will definitely become a very powerful person in the future."
Ye Chen looked at Zhang Yuchen's sincere eyes and nodded slightly.
He didn't know where he came from, let alone where he was going.
Perhaps living in this small town with this child is also an option.
"Brother, I also hope to become a strong man!"
Seeing Ye Chen agreed, Zhang Yuchen's face broke into a smile, his eyes firm.
"This way, no one can bully us, and we can help more people like us so they can have enough to eat!"
Zhang Yuchen's voice echoed in the dilapidated temple.
…
In the following days, Ye Chen and Zhang Yuchen depended on each other in this small town.
Zhang Yuchen went out to beg before dawn every day, and brought the food he begged back to the dilapidated temple as soon as possible to eat with Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's injuries gradually improved under Zhang Yuchen's care.
After their injuries recovered, they went to the streets to beg together and avoided being bullied by other beggars.
Together they stood in front of the rich family's door, enduring the contemptuous looks and expulsion of the servants.
We spent cold nights together in the dilapidated temple.
In this cold and cruel world, two lonely hearts are pressed tightly together.
The cold winter wind blew through the streets of Antai Town like a knife.
Zhang Yuchen carefully helped Ye Chen sit down in a corner on the street.
"Brother, wait here for me. I'll go get something to eat."
He stuffed the broken bowl with several holes in it into Ye Chen's hand, turned around and ran into the crowd.
Ye Chen curled up in the corner holding the broken bowl, waiting quietly.
"Brother! Brother!"
A moment later, a rapid and ecstatic shout came from a distance.
Zhang Yuchen ran back excitedly, his little face red from the cold, and he was so excited that he was a little out of breath.
"Front...front! The Qing family is giving out porridge!"
"Let's get in line quickly, if we're late...it'll be gone!"
When he heard someone was giving out porridge, a ripple appeared in Ye Chen's dead eyes.
"good."
He responded and stood up with a staggering gait with the help of Zhang Yuchen.
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