Thousands of lights flicker in this snowy night.
It was clearly snowing in the night sky, but it wasn't as cold as before. The snowflakes tonight seemed like a blessing.
Much softer than before.
"Whose little kid are you? Are you lost?"
The speaker was a woman in patched clothes, with a bamboo basket covered with rags on her arm.
At this moment, she was looking at the corner with pity.
A tattered and dirty boy was huddled in a corner in fear. He was very thin.
But his eyes were somewhat special, somewhat deep, but at this moment they contained caution and cowardice.
As if he heard the woman's question, the boy shrank his thin body into the corner again, then looked at the woman, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Ah, poor child."
The woman sighed as she looked at the frail boy. After a slight hesitation, she lifted the rags from the bamboo basket. She found three dry buns inside. She struggled to take one out and gently placed it in front of the boy.
"Child, it's a cold winter in the wilderness right now. I can only give you one steamed bun. Don't think it's too little."
The woman glanced at the boy, sighed again, then turned around resolutely and quickly disappeared into the snowy night.
The cracked steamed bun left on the ground
The boy slowly leaned out of the corner, looked at the dry buns, swallowed his saliva, and then turned his head to look in the direction where the woman disappeared.
Those unique eyes gradually became misty in this snowy night.
He slowly withdrew his gaze and focused on the dry steamed buns.
Then he stretched out his trembling hands and slowly pinched the dry buns
He pushed harder and harder, and all five fingers were embedded in it.
Finally, he suddenly retreated into a dark corner, holding the dry steamed bun and started to eat it madly!
"Uh, uh, cough cough cough!"
As if choking, the boy widened his eyes, quickly stuffed the remaining half of the dry bun into his torn clothes, then raised his head and beat his chest hard!
call.
After a while, he finally recovered. He exhaled and took out the remaining half of the dry bun. However, he did not continue to eat it. Instead, he stared at the dry bun in a daze, his eyes moist, and whispered in a trembling voice: "Thank you."
The boy carefully stuffed half a dry bun into his arms as if it were a treasure, and finally curled up in the corner, falling asleep with the bun in his arms.
At this moment,
A figure in white walked silently up to the boy and stopped.
Lu Nanzhuo stood with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes quietly observing the boy curled up in the corner, soundly asleep.
Maybe I dreamed of something happy.
The boy's mouth corners turned up slightly.
The snow started to fall heavily
Lu Nanzhuo just stood there quietly, watching.
The Eternal Longevity Tower, the third floor.
Ta Ling gently opened his eyes and looked at the figure in white in front of him in a daze.
The fingers pressing against his back trembled slightly.
She didn't expect
His past would be like this.
Then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.
The snow stopped.
The boy woke up hazily. After he yawned contentedly, his expression became confused and he felt a little strange.
I didn't wake up from the cold last night.
Last night was the most sound sleep he had this winter.
The boy seemed to remember something and became anxious!
He breathed a sigh of relief only after he felt the half steamed bun in his arms.
Then he looked around cautiously, quickly took it out, took a bite, and immediately put it back!
After chewing and swallowing, he slowly got up and walked out.
"Hahaha, look, this little black kid hasn't frozen to death yet!"
"Yeah, I heard from my mother that it was very cold in the second half of last night. I don't know how he managed to survive."
"Do you think the little black kid has gone into the doghouse to keep warm? Hahaha!"
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Several children dressed in thick clothes pointed at the boy and laughed at him.
The boy pretended not to hear and kept his head down, stepping on the soft snow.
He had long been accustomed to these things.
"Hey! Little Blackie! Don't leave yet! Tell us, have you been in the doghouse? Haha!"
After saying this,
Bang!
A snowball flew over and hit the boy's thin body, causing him to feel a little pain.
But he ignored it and quickened his pace, wanting to leave here quickly!
"Everyone, look at this guilty look on Little Black Boy's face. He's definitely in the doghouse! Stop him, stop him, and ask him what that feels like, hahahaha!"
Several children quickly ran up to the boy and blocked his way with their hands open!
The boy was startled by this and was forced to stop.
"Little Blackie, tell us, what does it feel like to crawl into a doghouse?" A little boy asked with a playful expression on his face.
The other children also looked at the boy curiously, waiting for his answer.
"I, I didn't drill."
The boy stammered and turned to leave. He didn't like facing these people.
"Don't leave! Tell me, what's it like to crawl into a doghouse? If you occupy the doghouse, won't the big dog bite you?"
The children blocked his way again and asked jokingly.
Hearing this, the little boys laughed out loud.
At this moment, a figure in white stood quietly beside these children, watching
He had no expression on his face.
The boy's face turned pale, and he didn't want to say anything more. He wanted to push them away and escape.
But unfortunately, he was too thin to push past them.
"Hahaha, if you want to leave, fine. Don't you like crawling into doghouses? Then crawl through here and we'll let you go!"
A little boy spread his hips wide, pointed at his crotch and laughed.
"Xiao Yan, you're really smart. We didn't expect this. And we, and we, too. Just crawl under each of our crotches and we'll let you go, haha!"
Several little boys spread their hips wide and looked at the boy expectantly.
The boy's frail body began to tremble, and his fists clenched tightly! !
I don't know when, his eyes became as bloodthirsty as a wolf!!!
"You, don't force me."
The boy stared at them through the messy hair on his forehead and growled!
Several little boys were actually shocked by the boy's posture, but soon they all started laughing at him:
"Ah, look, little Heiwa still has a temper, hahahaha"
"Yes, it's really strange!"
"I guess he got into the doghouse last night, and now our actions have touched the little black boy's sore spot."
Hearing these hurtful words, the boy's eyes became more bloodthirsty, and he seemed to be filled with humiliation and anger!
Sudden,
That frail body suddenly leaped up! !
Pounced straight at a little boy!!
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