Lan Ruo and Qing Zijin fell asleep with their heads against their heads like that, Qing Zijin's hair was a little long, and it tickled him a little, her hair was very black, probably darker than his own, and ...... Her hair is still a little fragrant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lan Ruo stood in the void dream, and he asked himself: In this world, where did the fire of war come from? Why do humans who once embraced each other start to quarrel?

Lan Ruo dreamed of herself several years ago......

In the northern country of Frey, a dilapidated orphanage in the suburbs, the railings are rusted and rusted, giving people the illusion that they will be shattered at the touch of a button, a narrow path that can only be passed by one person leads to a pigeon-like house, and the grass on both sides of the road is less than 50 square meters like the unkempt hair of a homeless man, and the white walls of the orphanage are mottled and peeled off a lot of white ash, revealing an unsightly background.

This is the time for the children to eat twice a day, just like the owner of the chicken coop is preparing to scatter a handful of millet in the flock, and the children eagerly surround the middle-aged woman, who finished the steamed buns and said a few words not to make noise and went out.

A tall boy stood out among the children, and after eating his steamed buns, he still couldn't finish licking the sweetness of the starch left on his fingers, and began to give orders like an emperor: "Hey, what about you, come over to me." ”

Lan Ruo was stunned for a moment, looked up at the young man, and buried himself in nibbling on the cold and hard steamed bun in his hand, as if it was the best delicacy in the world.

The boy was a little angry, this skinny boy had been ignoring him, which greatly challenged the boy's self-esteem and his "authority".

Today is going to kill chickens and monkeys, the young man thought to himself, stepped in front of the kid in two steps, snatched the steamed bun, and gave him a slap, blue Ruobai white face appeared clear five finger prints, but he just stumbled and stood firm.

The young man's face approached Lan Ruo, and he said hatefully: "The orphan here, only you have a name, and we only have a number, and you are the one I don't like the most." Later, I will call you, and you will obediently come to me. ”

The young man broke the steamed bun in two and threw the piece that was only enough to eat one bite on the dusty ground: "Oh, I will reward you." Lan Ruo was silent, picked up the dirty steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it with the blood in his mouth and the dust on the ground, feeling the dry pain.

The young man was like a general returning triumphantly, swallowed most of the steamed buns in two bites, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "How can you eat so many steamed buns." He pulled a girl over and said in a non-negotiable tone, "How can a girl eat so much, let me divide half of it." The girl immediately began to cry, but she did not dare to say anything, handed the steamed bun to the boy, and her tears fell to the ground one by one.

At this time, a voice with a little anger rang out: "Hey, let her go." ”

"You kid, you finally don't pretend to be dumb," the young man turned around and smiled disdainfully, "Bastard, I left you a piece of steamed buns, but I don't know how to be grateful, it's really a life that no one teaches." ”

A trace of cold electricity suddenly flashed in Lan Ruo's unenlightened eyes, and his voice trembled with anger: "What did you say?" ”

The young man looked very proud because of Lan Ruo's anger: "Angry? Want to punch me? You don't look at how much I am inferior to me, I can't do it, haha......" The end of the young man's laughter suddenly turned into horror, Lan Ruo grabbed the young man's neckline with one hand, and actually lifted him to his tiptoes, the faint green qi on Lan Ruo's arm flashed, and the young man was easily thrown out like a sack! That kind of strength was unusual for a thin child like Lan Ruo. The surrounding children boiled all at once, and there were exclamations of disbelief and schadenfreude laughter.

"Isn't it funny?" Lan Ruo said expressionlessly.

Lan Ruocong picked up the steamed buns that fell on the ground, brushed off the dust and handed it to the girl, the girl looked frightened, trembled with her pitiful slender hand, and said "thank you" inaudibly.

"You, you...... Is it a monster? The boy's voice trembled with horror.

At this time, a middle-aged woman's thunderous voice sounded at the door: "What's the noise!" The noise died down at once, and when it was at its peak, the boy sitting on the ground screamed hoarsely: "He threw me to the ground!" ”

In the impression of the middle-aged woman, Lan Ruo has always been a withdrawn and obedient child in the orphanage, she barely suppressed the irritability in her heart and asked, "Lan Ruo, why did you drop him?" ”

At this time, the young man got up from the ground and grabbed it and said, "Lan Ruo just grabbed the girl's steamed buns, I went to stop him, and he also threw me to the ground." ”

The audience was silent, Lan Ruo listened to his nonsense lies, and his first reaction was not to refute, but to wonder how he could be so shameless, other children exchanged glances and waited to see a good show, even the girl lowered her head and bit her lip without speaking.

Lan Ruo's refutation, the children's non-speech, middle-aged women regard this silence as a tacit acquiescence to the teenager's speech, and the minority obeys the majority, which is really the only way to reverse black and white.

The woman's eyes slowly cooled, and the corners of her mouth outlined a curve of disgust: "Lan Ruo, you are so lawless, you even beat people openly, and what is even unreasonable is that you even bully girls!" ”

The woman's menopausal rage erupted like a powder keg, and she complained to herself: "This orphanage is all funded by the director's private funding, and now the funds are so tight, and there is still such a group of imps who should have died a long time ago...... It's really terrible. ”

Here, the indifferent bystanders, the cheeky liars, and the arbitrary gullible are all staging this kind of drama in a way that makes people laugh, Lan Ruo watched coldly in his heart.

Lan Ruo knew that a person's rebuttal was useless, and would only make him appear more ugly.

"Well, I'll admit it," Lan Ruo said calmly, "it's my fault. ”

The woman looked at Lan Ruo with contempt and ordered, "Mow the lawn outside for me, don't think about eating the next meal if you don't do it well!" ”

Lan Ruo walked towards the door, his backlit figure pushed open the old wooden door, looked up at the gray sky, and turned his head.

Suddenly, he saw that the children's faces were full of smiles.

Lan Ruo suddenly understood something.

The strong "evil" is the "good".

The less fortunate always want someone to be more unlucky.

The instinct to compete with others is the root of the fight.

This little orphanage epitomizes the root of evil in the world, and that humanity will never be able to fulfill the perfect precept of loving all mankind.

With a "click", Lan Ruo closed the heavy wooden door and never returned to the orphanage.

Waking up from a dream, Lan Ruo opened his eyes and saw Qing Zijin wiping the corners of his mouth embarrassedly, his face was red with shame, probably no one had ever seen her so ashamed, Lan Ruo looked sideways and found that his shoulder was soaked with an unknown liquid, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, like Hongyue touching his head, he naturally reached out and touched Qing Zijin's head, and said softly: "It's okay." ”

Qing Zijin behaved like a newborn beast, lowered her head slightly, her eyes flickered, she was a little happy, it seemed, and a little sad.