Because he didn't know how to answer. But he knew that there was a kind of person in the world who would never need the comfort of others, and Canghai might just happen to be this kind of person.

It is like a gold wire drawn by hand by a top-skilled craftsman, slender as a hair, but as tough as a pampas reed.

Canghai spoke lightly again. "But there is my home everywhere in the world, my place. After a pause, he slowly inhaled cold air with his shoulders bent, and continued: "Even if you don't have one, you can find one now." Lo and behold, now I've got one. So you hurry up and get me up, I won't last long, I'm going to faint."

A man who was about to faint said so many words in one breath, but he hadn't fainted yet. Because the horse-faced man immediately jumped up.

It's freezing and you can find a ready-made place to stay, although it's pitiful, but you can't help but say that his luck is too good. The heartless prince seems to have inadvertently uttered a prophecy: there is indeed no home for him in this world.

The horse-faced man pushed open the old Zhu Gate, let him enter the sea, and closed the door with his hand. Canghai has walked in by himself as if he had entered his own home. The horse-faced man saw his back again, standing in front of the square wall, blinking blankly.

The horse-faced man leaned against the door frame and smiled. "Don't look at it, you're not dazzled, the shelf bed that was supposed to be there was sold by me yesterday. ”

“...... Why, for what?"

Canghai's voice trembled with surprise and coldness.

"Hehe," the horse-faced man smiled, "because I decided to blow up my earthen stove today." After a pause, he walked around to Canghai and explained it to him carefully. "If I see you today, whether you can guess my identity or not, my whereabouts will be exposed, and I can't live here anymore. So," the horse-faced man shrugged his shoulders and spread his right hand, "I've sold everything I should have sold." ”

Canghai looked at the four walls of the empty and destitute family, and shouted: "Then it can't even be without a stool?" Suddenly, he walked over and kicked a wooden barrel in the middle of the room, and screamed, "Then you still have a toilet for a fart?"

The horse-faced man said helplessly: "Alas, you are really not living, it is much more convenient to be outside on this cold day, and you are panicking in the cold, that is still peeing, you are going to take off all the big ones......"

"Hey, okay," Canghai hurriedly interrupted, and suddenly said calmly, "Where are we going to sleep that night?"

The horse-faced man said, "Kitchen." ”

"What?" Canghai's whole face wrinkled.

The horse-faced man said indifferently: "There are at least four stools there, a table, a yarn cupboard and a fried earthen stove. He raised his eyebrows, "What? You don't want to? Why don't I take you home?"

Canghai stared at him and took a deep breath, stalemate for a while, then slowly spit out, and said calmly: "What do you sleep on?"

"Oh this," said the horse-faced man, as he walked out, "I'm ready, you see." He pointed to the west of the courtyard.

Canghai was surprised: "Haystack?"

The horse-faced man said indifferently: "Why? I don't want to, so let's go home." ”

Canghai said calmly: "Then what are we going to build?"

"Oh this," the horse-faced man pointed to the east of the courtyard. "I'm ready too. ”

Canghai screamed, "Why is it still a haystack?"

The horse-faced man said, "Why? Don't you want to? Why don't you go home?"

This book is exclusively released, and the rest of the websites are pirated and infringed reprints, please support the genuine version, the original address of "Jianghu Salty Talk" (your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )

()

!