Chapter 13: Tearful Warmth
An Mingji didn't know what Gu Jin had done for him.
He sat on a stool in the hut, surveyed the room, and finally looked at the neatly folded bedding on the bed.
He was the only one in such a clean and empty room, even if he was tired and his eyelids were fighting, he would not sleep like this, he was afraid of making the clean bed dirty and messy.
When Gu Jin pushed open the door, he saw him sitting on a stool with his eyes rolling around the room.
"Why don't you go to sleep?"
An Mingji stood up and muttered, "...... I'm so dirty. ”
Gu Jin smiled when he heard him, turned around and gently closed the door,
She had put a black plaster on An Mingji before, so she naturally saw the injuries on his body and the traces of not taking a bath for several days.
But she doesn't mind this, the other party's scars all over her body can't be wet, and she has to take a few days to recuperate.
Gu Jin pulled the light cord in the house, turned off the power in the house, and walked to the bed by touching the moonlight outside.
When she got into bed, she still had to go down to the ground to pull the lamp, so it was better to pull the lamp off.
The room suddenly became dark, and An Mingji was not frightened because of this, he waited by the bedside.
Gu Jin walked to the side of the bed, took off his shoes, and said in the direction where An Mingji was: "Come up and sleep." ”
"Hmm. ”
In the dark, An Mingji's body was obviously relaxed, and he was no longer as tense as before.
He took off the shoes on his feet, and his movements were very light, as if he were afraid of alarming anyone.
By the time he climbed into bed, Gu Jin had already laid out the bedding.
However, there is only one set of futon in the room.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, An Mingji sat in the center of the bed, looking at the slender figure in front of him.
"Alright, come in. ”
Hearing the gentle female voice, An Mingji pursed her mouth and hesitated for a moment before crawling towards the source of the sound.
Gu Jin put the quilt in his hand over An Mingji when he approached.
I don't know if there are some sequelae, Gu Jin felt a pain in the back of his head.
That position was when she ended her life in her previous life, and she inherited a peanut (seed, bullet).
Feeling that the children around him were lying down, Gu Jin smelled the quilt full of soap, and quickly fell into a deep sleep, without being affected by the extra person around him.
The breathing of the people around him became even, and An Mingji still maintained the initial action of getting into the quilt, pinching the quilt with both hands, and the restrained lying posture of the body was very stiff.
He measured the even breathing sound around him and made sure that Gu Jinren had fallen asleep, so he slowly relaxed his body and enjoyed the warmth that made people want to tears.
The little hand in the dark groped for the quilt that was not soft but full of cotton, and his eyes were sour and wanted to cry.
How long had it been since he had covered such a thick and warm quilt, and how long had he not been cared for so much, he forgot.
But all this warmth is not like the charity that will be pitied and pitied by other villagers in the past.
An Mingji squeezed the quilt in his hand tightly, not wanting to think about it anymore.
In many cases, extravagant expectations bring disappointment.
He closed his eyes, and the moonlight shone on his face, as if there was a stream of water across his face.
......
Gu Jin dreamed.
I dreamed of a little An Mingji.
She was like a bystander, watching the emaciated child endure the white eyes, beatings, insults, and insults of adults and children in Qingshan Village.
Watch how he went from a child with clear eyes and a simple heart to a little wolf cub in the village.
Seeing that he was wronged and stole money from the villagers.