"Someone's there......" The old voice outside hesitated, as if whispering. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I could hear that the soft and hoarse voice should be an old lady outside the door.

"Who?" Leng Ji whispered behind the door, his ears pressed against the door panel, his back against the wall, his weight on the back of his body, and his vigilant posture towards the door.

"Me. Something knocked on the ground, and with a bang, crisp and loud, it stirred the nerves of the cold season at once. "The landlord. ”

"What's the matter?" "Holding the doorknob with his hand, he gently opened a gap and pressed his foot against the door so that he could close the door immediately if something happened.

Looking out through the slit, only a kind old lady stood outside the door with a smile on her crutches.

"Oh......" The old lady laughed twice, shook her head, her eyes narrowed into a line, like a curved crescent, and her mouth did not turn up too much, but the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth spread back because of the smile, and she felt unexpectedly kind. "Nothing, just see who's living here?"

Leng Ji frowned, and was about to close the door when he changed hands.

Before closing the door, I glanced at the old lady two more times and saw that there was a lonely look in her eyes.

The white hair on his head seemed to have been deliberately combed, and the fit hung neatly from the door of his head, black spots loomed between the wrinkles, and the clothes seemed to be deliberately combed, the sleeves were neatly folded, and the collar where the collar stood was neat and neat, and the buttons were buttoned obediently.

The hand holding the crutches shook uncontrollably under closer inspection.

"Do you want to come in?" After a pause, Leng Ji changed his mind and opened the door.

The squinted eyes opened a little, revealing her grey pupils, and the next moment, crow's feet bloomed at the corners of her eyes, and after a second, she seemed to smile even brighter.

Nodding slightly, the old lady limped into the cold season room with her crutches.

Leng Ji turned sideways and flashed to the door, gave way to the old lady, and then poked her head out of the door to observe for a while, but did not find anyone following her.

A little relieved, the cold season retreated, closed the door, and turned his head to meet the old lady's eyes.

The cloudy eyes shone with joy.

It was only at this time in the cold season that he remembered that he still had a dagger in his hand. Before the old lady found out, the cold season took it behind her back.

"Do you want water?" hid the backhand dagger in his sleeve, and moved a stool from under the table for the trembling old lady in the cold season, wanting to pour her a glass of water, and when he picked up the kettle, he remembered that there seemed to be no water inside.

If not, forget it. I guess last night was the last night I stayed here.

"No need to ......" The old lady saw the clue at a glance, looked at the kettle in the cold season, and waved her hand. "I'll go back and pour you a jug, and the one who boiled the water. ”

Leng Ji watched her hold the stool with one hand and crutches with the other, her stiff legs trembled for a while before she slowly played and sat down.

Shaking her head, Leng Ji wanted to refuse the kindness, but the old lady opened her mouth before her.

"However, the electricity here is always unstable, about an hour a day, and it is often cut off. Although the voice is old, the speech is still clear, but the pause between sentences is particularly long. "Be careful when you use it. ”

I understood her kindness, but Leng Ji still wanted to explain it clearly, and the old lady suddenly put her hand on her thigh, raised her head, and met her shining eyes.

"You know?" the little bit of temperature on her thighs seeped into her body from her skin, and she lowered her head in the cold season, watching her hands covered with bruises and wrinkles over the years.

Pursing his lips, Leng Ji paused for a moment, didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long time, he nodded, which was regarded as listening to the old lady's words.

"Huh......" The eyes bent into a line again, and the old lady showed her smile very satisfied, faintly, with a taste of loneliness.

"Is there any trading market or anything like that around here?" Looking at her smile, Leng Ji felt a little sad inexplicably, and quickly diverted the topic.

By the way, I've got to get some bullets from that gun.

"Wet market?" asked the old lady, touching her crutches.

"It's not ......" thought about it for a while, and then thought of how to describe it in the cold season. "It's kind of the kind of place where you have everything. ”

"Black market, ......" thought for a while, and the old lady suddenly realized. "Yes. ”

Knowing that she had comprehended her problem so quickly, Leng Ji felt that she didn't need the tactful expression she had just made at all.

"You wait until it's dark to go to the ruins on the left-hand side of here, and there will be a lot of people setting up stalls there. After thinking about it, the old lady glanced at the cold season's eyes and added. "Everything. ”

"On the left?" glanced out the window, the dense streets, the intricate alleys, and at a glance, everywhere looked like ruins.

"Turn out of this alley," the old lady raised her hand and pointed out the window in the cold season, just in the corner where the sunlight poured into the corner alley. "Keep going left and follow the road. ”

Leng Ji looked out the window, looked at it for a while, still couldn't distinguish the ruins in the old lady's mouth, turned his head to meet the old lady's kind gaze, and finally decided to wait for the evening to look carefully.

I don't plan to stay for a long time, the cold season is essentially a person who is not good at words, and now at this time, he naturally has nothing to say. At this time, the old lady didn't speak, just sat next to her and touched her crutches, looking at her with a smile.

"That ......" can see that the old lady is not a person who can talk well, and this topic is very bad, "You should be careful when you go out as a girl, this situation is very chaotic outside." ”

"The same goes for you. Nodding his head, Leng Ji chimed in, seemingly listening to her words, but in fact, staying in the room for Leng Ji was like painting the ground as a prison, which was much more dangerous than being outside the street.

"Me?" the old lady laughed self-deprecatingly, her hoarse voice hiding a burst of laughter, and on closer listening, it seemed that she was still a little lost. "Who would beat me up with such a weak and decrepit old woman?"

"You still have this house. I don't know if it's appropriate to say this, and the cold season comforted.

"In this kind of environment, who else wants to break the house......" The tone revealed a lot of sadness. "Everybody's gone. ”

"No......" said this, and the tone sounded very credible and assured, but it was true, and everyone wanted to run to a safer place.

"These two days," Speaking of this, Leng Ji remembered that he was still wanted. "Don't come into my room. ”

"Huh?" Unsurely, the old lady looked at the cold season, her cloudy eyes revealing a look of doubt and a little disappointment.

"Just these two days. ”

Probably, according to the fat man's practice of sending people to guard his downstairs, at this rate, the hunters should know that they are not living here in two days.