Finely crushed rain mixed with snowflakes fell down. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

“…… It's cold...... Let's go back......" The heavy down jacket could not stop the invasion of the cold, and the night stomped on the spot, and the black ice and snow that was stepped on made a "bang-bang-" sound, blocking the gaps in the soles of the shoes.

This year's winter has been colder than ever. Ye Xuan spat out a mouthful of water vapor and thought.

However, Qingzi Town is crowded with people, and the breath of the New Year will be covered with ice and snow. Long queues line up in front of the shops, stretching from one end of the street to the other. Cars could not pass and had to be blocked at the intersection, which made the already serious traffic more congested. This will continue until Chinese New Year's Eve. When the last snowflakes of the old year fall, people return to their homes to play cards and gossip.

It stands to reason that Shuoye has never liked to go out in this kind of weather. However, Ye Xuan couldn't be busy there, and the idle Shuo Ye dangled in front of her a little hate, and it was natural for Ye Xuan to be dragged to do hard labor.

"Speaking of which, aren't you going back to your home?" Pick up the shopping bag and ask.

"That was the first year of junior high school." Ye Xuan replied with a smile. "Chinese New Year's Eve is still here." Then he turned to Shuo Ye and said, "How is it, do you want to go home with me?" ”

Shuo Ye thought about it for a while, "Well...... Never mind...... A person is happy to be idle. ”

"I'm always bored at home and beware of muscle degeneration."

"It's okay to degenerate. Ahh

The shopping bag full of heavy items was not something that Shuo Ye could carry all the way away, and coupled with the erosion of moisture, the handle accidentally slipped out of his hand. It's not an option. Shuo Ye simply squatted on the ground and tied them up one by one.

When she stood up, Ye Xuan was staring at a beggar on the side of the road in a daze. Because the beggar was unkempt, Shuo Ye didn't see his appearance clearly, but vaguely felt a little familiar, but the beggar was really difficult to identify. In fact, there is no shortage of beggars in Qingzi Town. Some are genuinely desperate, while others take advantage of people's compassion to scam out of money. Shuo Ye only thinks he is one of them.

But no matter what kind of beggar it is, in this icy and snowy place, the beggar's shivering appearance is particularly pitying.

That's no way around it.

A broken bowl, a mat bunk, a thin quilt, that's all the beggar's all.

"It looks so pathetic." Shuo Ye tilted his head and said.

"Hmm." Ye Xuan nodded, she walked over and put some change in the beggar's broken bowl, and the beggar saw Ye Xuan coming, hurriedly lowered his head, and let the sticky hair cover the upper half of his face.

By the way, putting the bread she bought, Ye Xuan returned to Shuoye's side and said to her with a smile, "Let's go." ”

The rain and snow intensified, drowning out the lights and the crowds.

It was a story that took place on February 17, 2136 in the summer calendar.

That's the story that happened after the "miracle".

What exactly did the "miracle" bring? Ye Xuan couldn't help but think.

"It's useless to think about it." Shuo Ye said suddenly.

Ye Xuan turned over,

"Haven't slept yet?"

"You didn't sleep either."

"Can't sleep."

"Me too."

The two looked at each other.

"What happened? The man. ”

"Ling Xuan said he was sentenced to life imprisonment."

Hearing Shuo Ye's affirmative reply, Ye Xuan supported his head with both hands, and his words were a little fluctuating, "When I was carrying it, I felt that he was dying." Before the battle, his body was weak at most, and he actually fell directly. It gave me the feeling that I had killed him. ”

"The scourge has been left behind for thousands of years, people have not died, and the results of the inspection of the Public Security Maintenance Bureau are malnutrition and overwork." Shuo Ye explained blandly, and added at the end, "...... Don't overthink it. ”

“…… Fallacy ......"

Ye Xuan wanted to say something, but was blocked by a yawn in Shuoye, "I'm sleepy, sleep." As she spoke, she pulled the quilt upwards to cover her face.

When everyone is asleep, it's impossible to pull up and talk all night. “…… Good night. After replying dryly, Ye Xuan also turned over and fell asleep.

When the sound of even breathing came from the next bed, Shuo Ye opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.