In the scorching summer, the temperature in Tianhai City has reached a high of 40 degrees, and this kind of hot weather can be said to be given by air conditioners for the whole life.

On the street, a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old was scavenging.

He was wearing a pair of worn-out jeans, a tattered white t-shirt, and a pair of cheap sneakers, and no more than fifty dollars on his body.

With messy hair like a bird's nest, he gives people a sloppy feeling, but his facial features are delicate, although he is not handsome, but he gives people an inexplicable sense of comfort.

He was carrying a snakeskin bag full of bottles and cans.

......The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw a jar of Jiaduobao into the snakeskin bag, and walked towards the recycling station with a bag full of cans.

"Little beggar, take it. At this time, a personable rich second generation walked by, holding a bewitching woman in his arms, and he smashed an empty mineral water bottle towards the boy.

Hit on the head by the bottle, the boy just shrank his head timidly.

Seeing this, the rich second generation laughed disdainfully and walked away.

"Yo, little beggar, are you here again? Come on, here's some instant noodle soup I had yesterday for you to eat, would you?"

The young man did not dare to say a word, and walked away quickly with the snakeskin bag.

The young man's name is Ye Jiutian, his name is very domineering, but he is extremely cowardly.

When he was twelve years old, his parents died, and then he was kicked out of the family, and he was kicked out with an eight-year-old sister, Ye Ling'er.

At the age of twelve, he made money by scavenging waste, supported his sister, and provided her with education.

On weekdays, I occasionally go to the construction site to do small jobs, and only on holidays I work as a part-time waiter in a restaurant or distribute flyers on the street.

Usually, scavenging.

For many years, he has been living like this, but he has not complained at all, he promised his dead parents to take good care of his sister.

Coming out of the waste recycling station, Ye Jiutian counted the seven yuan in his hand and put it away happily.

"I earned another seven yuan, and if I make up another two hundred, my sister's tuition will be enough!" Ye Jiutian was very happy in his heart, for many years, he had to endure shame every day, and he was used to it.

Today, the sun is scorching, and he did not continue to scavenge for waste, but returned to his rental house.

His rental house was a wet and damp basement, because this basement only cost fifty yuan a month's rent, and Ye Jiutian, who only had seventy yuan on him at that time, rented it without hesitation.

Fortunately, the landlord is also a good person and rented it to him.

Enter the basement and open the iron door.

The basement is a single room, the room is not big, separated by a plastic sheet in the middle, and there is a small bed on both sides, where he and his sister Ye Ling'er live.

Ye Ling'er has no blood relationship with him, but since Ye Ling'er was nine years old, Ye Jiutian has slept in a separate bed with her, and he feels that he can't harm his sister's innocence.

"Brother, you're back. ”

A weak little girl pounced.

Ye Jiutian indulged in his sister's hair: "Have you finished your summer vacation homework?"

Ye Ling'er was wearing a floral dress that was patched and patched, and a pair of shabby canvas shoes, but she was pure and beautiful, with a delicate melon seed face, curved eyelashes, big eyes, a slightly dry mouth, and yellow skin, and she knew that she was malnourished at a glance.

Although she is beautiful, she is ridiculed at school because of her dress.

"No, brother, it's only been a few days off, how can you finish it so quickly?" Ye Ling'er rubbed Ye Jiutian's arm, looking very happy.

Her world is only Ye Jiutian, and with him, she has everything.

Ye Ling'er's height was only more than one hundred and fifty centimeters, and if she stood up straight, she could only reach the position of Ye Jiutian's chest.

Looking at her beautiful sister's yellow face and thin muscles, Ye Jiutian blamed herself very much, due to malnutrition, her development was very poor, and now she is fourteen years old, but her figure is still mediocre, delicate, and she will fall ill if she is not careful.

Seeing that her brother didn't speak, Ye Ling'er changed the topic: "Brother, tomorrow is your eighteenth birthday, shall we go eat fried ji?"

After speaking, Ye Ling'er took out a crumpled twenty yuan.

Ye Jiutian's heart was warm, and he shook his head: "No need, you can keep it for yourself to buy snacks, it's just your birthday, brother doesn't care." ”

"Oh. ”

When Ye Ling'er heard this, she already had an idea in her heart.

The brother and sister chatted for a while, and before they knew it, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Ye Linger was doing her homework at home, while Ye Jiutian went to the construction site to move bricks.

In the evening, Ye Jiutian bought some more food from the construction site and brought it back for Ye Ling'er to eat.

Because the food near the construction site was relatively cheaper, he did not hesitate to buy more.

Night.

Ye Jiutian reversed the side.

He had a dream.

A very strange dream.

In the dream, he was surrounded by gods and demons, and he was an invincible demon venerable, he was betrayed by the power of the demon race, and wanted to unite the gods to kill himself!

"Even if you die, I can bring you to the funeral!" I saw Ye Jiutian pull out a pitch-black and slender magic sword from the dantian, the magic sword exuded a dark aura, and this aura of destruction overwhelmed the nearby gods and demons.

Just when everyone was horrified, he moved.

Suddenly, the sword flashed!

Rumble!

The sword qi spans 90,000 miles!

The power of a sword destroys the world!

Thousands of gods and demons, for the burial!

It's silent.

"Ah!!h

Ye Jiutian woke up, cold sweat on his forehead.

When he came back to his senses, Ye Jiutian realized that what happened just now turned out to be a dream.

"It feels so real......" Ye Jiutian muttered.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Ye Ling'er was also woken up and asked with some concern.

The bed between the two was only separated by a layer of plastic sheeting, and Ye Ling'er naturally heard her brother's exclamation.

"It's okay, I had a nightmare. "Ye Jiutian Dao.

"Oh. Ye Ling'er nodded, and suddenly said, "Brother, I'm afraid, can you come and sleep with me?"

"This ......" Ye Jiutian hesitated, "Ling'er, brother can't tarnish your innocence, so how can you marry in the future?"

Ye Ling'er was not happy to say this, pouted, and said: "I don't want to get married, my parents said that when I grow up, I want to be my brother's wife......"

She knows where she comes from.

She was picked up from the garbage heap by Ye Jiutian's parents, that is to say, she is an abandoned baby, a poor worm that no one wants.

But she didn't feel sorry for herself, her parents were very good to her, like her own daughter, but unfortunately she left so early, and she was only left with her brother.

Before her parents died, they said that when she grew up, she would want her to be his brother's wife!

"Smack!" Ye Jiutian slapped his forehead, distressed, his parents did say this, but he is such a wreck, poor boy, wouldn't marrying his sister make her suffer with him?

"Brother, you can come here. Ye Ling'er's soft voice sounded.

"This ...... All right. Ye Jiutian plucked up his courage and walked over.

After the dream just now, his state of mind was already changing.

In the past, Ye Ling'er asked him to sleep more than once, but he didn't agree.

This time, Ye Ling'er was overjoyed to agree like this.

Brother, have you finally accepted the fact that you are his wife?

In addition to the joy, she has already imagined the beauty after the age of eighteen......

When Ye Jiutian lay down, she threw herself directly into his arms.

Holding his sister, Ye Jiutian quickly fell asleep.

In a dream.

"When I return, I will definitely have a corpse in the demon world for thousands of miles......"

"Time can't wipe me out......"

"God, you can't take my life......"

"I, immortal......"

The staccato sound, echoing in the dream, lingers and is endless.