The girl's weak, small body came into her sight and made her stop, and she stayed in the village for three days. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sea breeze was gentle, and the scorching sand and gravel covered the smooth feet. Makes the skin burn.

She still had boots on her feet, but there was nothing on her coral feet. His feet were slightly black, and he stepped directly on the scorched sand and stones.

Ding Guling carried the fish he caught and led the coral hand to the village, which spread from the foot of the mountain to the halfway point of the mountain, and the higher it was, the better the family conditions.

The Coral House is the second one, a thatched house made of earth, and a yard fence surrounded by tall branches at the wrist. There is a large water tank in the courtyard, which is full of water, and there are a few small fish jumping and swimming freely in it.

Throw the two large fish you were carrying into the tank.

Coral had let go of her hand and ran into the house quickly, and the first thing she did when she got home was to look at her mother, but within seconds she could hear her exclamations and screams.

Coral wiped the tears that flowed and ran out of the hand of the Latin bone spirit. "Sister! Sister! I can't wake up my mother. Come and see if your mother doesn't want coral. ”

Coral couldn't stop crying, grabbed her hand and ran into the house.

Ding Guling's face became stern, pursed his lips and took a few steps into the house, and ran to the bed.

The thin woman in front of the bed who was only skinny and bones had gone for some time, lying quietly on the bed, and passed away quietly.

There was not a trace of the smell of living people on her body, and she looked around, but there was no breath of soul around her.

frowned slightly, there are only two possibilities, one is that the ghost in the ghost world took away her soul, and the other is that she just left her body and her soul was scattered.

And her condition, Ding Guling considers the second case. Because her body is so poor, I am afraid that she can't wait for the ghost to take it away, and she will dissipate between heaven and earth.

Sigh, what a family, now only this seven-year-old girl is left.

"Coral! I'm sorry. The T-Bone Spirit Hand left Mother Coral's nose and said apologetically. She was incapable of reviving her mother, not even her soul.

"It's not my sister's fault." Coral threw herself on her mother's body and cried hoarsely, but shook her head to indicate that it was not T-Guling's fault.

The blazing sunlight shone in through the thatched hut without glass windows, shining on the soulless body, as if emitting a faint layer of golden light.

The girl was prostrate on the woman's body and wept bitterly. The sunlight was originally warm, but now I can only experience the cold and cold of the cold winter wax moon.

She watched silently, unable to intervene, and didn't know how to comfort her.

This seven-year-old girl is very sensible, she should be a carefree and happy child under her parents' knees, but now she has lost her parents and is alone in the world.

Ding Guling was at a loss for a moment, where will this girl's life end, will she live well?

She didn't know, and she couldn't imagine it.

In my dreams, I couldn't help but think back to what happened a hundred years ago.

War displaces everyone, families do not become families, and countries do not become countries. A girl of the same size died quietly and tragically under the sharp knives of the islanders.

She had met little girls about the same age as Sango, and her amber eyes were filled with nothing but despair and stagnant water. Clasped his arms and leaned against the bombed-out mud wall.

His face was covered in blood, like a soulless shell and a walking corpse. They don't feel grief, pain, and even crying becomes a luxury. Coral may be a little happier than they are.

She can still endure the torment before her mother's death, and she can still have her mother with her for a while. But those children, the country broke overnight, and their father died.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but twitch her heart slightly, and that unfamiliar, impressive feeling made her wrinkle her eyebrows.

She seemed to understand a little that Du Chengran and Ah Da's stubborn thoughts persisted in.

That's faith, that's faith, the spirit that is essential to survive in the world.

An ethereal, but awe-inspiring spirit.

Coral cried and cried and gasped, and T-Guling carried her to a wooden bed without even a mattress, and went to dig a hole in the small courtyard by himself. He was not busy burying the coral lady, but took a set of his own clean and tidy clothes for the woman to change.

Her death was light and light, but she couldn't be buried casually. Being buried in good clothes is also a good symbolic beginning, hoping that she can be reincarnated in the next life and live a good life.

Reincarnate well! Ding Guling looked at the sunset in the west and sighed, there was no ghost left, how could there be a chance to be reincarnated.

Then bury it well in the ground! She smiled bitterly. Spent the night sitting on the threshold steps.

The night sky in ancient times was no different from that of modern times, except that it was darker and more starry.

After Sango woke up, he didn't make any noise or make a noise, and buried his mother in the courtyard with Ding Guling.

Ding Guling looked at her with a sad face, feeling that arranging her future life was also a chore.

She can't just leave the coral in this fishing village! With such a young child, how can she live in this difficult fishing village where even men live.

"Sister! Can I come with you? Her lips twitched, unable to think of a way to place the coral, but the coral spoke first. Timidly tilted his head to look at her, his face full of nervousness and hope.

"You...... You want to come with me? Ding Guling was surprised, she couldn't tell how she would live in the future. In short, it will not be safe, and it will not be safe. So the question of bringing coral, she never thought about.

Coral saw what she meant, and there was a pang of disappointment in her eyes. Little pale lips muttered. "Sister, will you let me follow you? I can be your girl, bring you tea and water, do laundry and cook. ”

She grabbed Ding Guling's sleeve, her palms were wet and muddy, all nervous were sweat, and her little face was wrinkled and folded together. Cautiously like a poor fawn, he stared at her with moist eyes and pleading.

The words of refusal were suddenly unspeakable, and she felt that something was stirring in her heart.

Gently covering his chest, T-Bone turned sharply and dodged the coral.

The cruelty of the war a hundred years ago did not make her feel a trace of pity, and the children who were orphaned by the war and whose despair was like stagnant water did not stop her pace, but this child made her heart beat like a drum.

She shook her head, how could this be? Her heart seemed to be undergoing a sea change. This change is a human emotion that she has always longed for, wanted to experience.

At that time, she felt that human emotions were really interesting, seven emotions and six desires, good-good-greatness, evil-evil shameful. But now! She suddenly felt scared and frightened, and she didn't want to experience this emotion anymore.

Let's go! Don't care about the little girl, hellish compassion.

(To be continued.) )