The girl's eyes are large, her eyelashes are long, and her white and tender face looks like a doll made of porcelain. Yang Zixi stared at the girl for a moment, and the girl didn't say anything, just looked at her like this, her eyes were blank.

"What's your name?" After a while, Yang Zixi asked tentatively.

A flash of panic flashed in the girl's eyes, followed by a hint of anger.

Yang Zixi was surprised in his heart, and involuntarily touched his face, is his appearance not friendly enough? Scaring the kid? So she grinned again and asked softly, "Can you tell me who you are?" ”

The child did not respond, and after panic and anger, she seemed to know how to hide, and her delicate little face was tensed tightly, and her face was like frost.

Okay! It's so easy to come to work, and there is even a communication barrier! God really cheats on my father!

Although he didn't expect the five or six-year-old child in front of him to give him guidance to his newcomer, Yang Zixi still couldn't help complaining. She sniffed and said, "The wound on your forehead needs to be cleaned, come out first." With that, he reached out and pulled the child.

The child seemed to be bluffed, and shrank back, avoiding Yang Zixi's hand.

Yang Zixi now also has small arms and legs, and he really can't reach it when he stands at the mouth of the sedan chair. She sighed helplessly, what's the matter with this kid? Is she a man-eating monster?

She simply straightened up, threw down the sedan curtain, stood outside and said, "If you don't come out, forget it, there are dead people all around, and I won't come back if I leave." ”

After a long while, the sound of Xi Xisuo came from inside, and a small head came out, and the child glanced at Yang Zixi, and then looked at the dead people lying on the ground around him, and then the whole person came out.

Yang Zixi was surprised in his heart, this child is fearless who doesn't know? Or is it a nerve bar? So calm in the face of corpses?

She spoke tentatively again, "You...... Know them? As he spoke, he pointed to the palanquin man and the maid.

The child stiffened his neck and shook his head for a long time, he almost didn't look at Yang Zixi, and even preferred to stare at the corpses all over the ground.

Standing in the sun, Yang Zixi found that this child was amazingly beautiful. The whole person is like a luminous body, focusing all the light, and even the well-informed Yang Zixi almost can't take his eyes off it. She was wearing a dark brocade robe embroidered with gold thread moire, and she looked extraordinary.

However, no matter what their origins, the two of them are the only two living people at the moment, and there is nothing to be inferior to.

Yang Zixi reached out to pull the child, but the child awkwardly dodged her hand, but was still held by Yang Zixi. The small hands are soft and meaty, and the touch is excellent, and Yang Zixi pinched and pinched it unconsciously.

She dragged the little one back to the teahouse, through the front hall, and into the kitchen in the backyard.

There is a water tank in the kitchen, which is half a person high. Yang Zixi stood on tiptoe and just reached the water in the tank, but the child couldn't reach the edge at all. Yang Zixi took two sips of water first, then tore off a sleeve, dipped it in water, dragged the child, and wanted to wipe the blood on her forehead. The child struggled vigorously, very uncooperative, until Yang Zixi pinched her chin fiercely and pressed her small body against the wall.

Brushing aside the broken hair on her forehead, the wound was located on the left sideburns, not long but very deep, it was a bruise, probably broken when the sedan chair overturned. Yang Zixi cleaned her wound, but the bleeding did not stop, it seems that if she does not suture, the wound will recover very slowly.

The armcloth was stained red with blood, and the little one's face twitched and crumpled.

"If I have the conditions, I will choose to stitch up the wound for you, but it's a pity that ......" Yang Zixi stopped wiping the wound, and simply kept it open and breathable, she thought for a while and asked, "Are you hungry?" Shall I get you some buns to eat? ”

The child still ignored her, only snatched the handkerchief handed by Yang Zixi, covered his forehead, and found a step to sit down.

This awkward child! Yang Zixi was not ready to deal with the bear child, she turned around and walked towards the door of the teahouse, but as soon as she raised her foot, the child got up and followed.

"Don't you like to take care of me? What else do you have to follow? You just stay here, I'll come when I go, and I won't leave you. Yang Zixi said with a smile.

The child stopped, did not speak, only half-raised his chin, and his eyes looked at the sky, very stinky fart. Yang Zixi raised her feet and walked out, and she followed, but she didn't get close, and kept a distance of two or three steps.

Yang Zixi didn't dissuade the child anymore, and in the place full of dead people, there was a panting guy following behind her, which inexplicably made her feel at ease.

After a round trip, he returned to the backyard of the teahouse with four buns, Yang Zixi left one by himself, divided the child into three, the child pinched the bun in his hand, and looked at it again, not in a hurry.

"Haven't you eaten it?" Yang Zixi took a bite of the bun, and the fragrance of sesame oil filling spread in the air.

The child didn't answer, held back her glance, learned to take a bite, probably thought it tasted good, and then she swallowed a bun one by one.

The two of them divided the buns, compared to the warm buns they ate at the beginning, the dough was already a little cold and hard at the moment, and the taste was naturally not good, but it could barely fill the stomach. In the current environment, Yang Zixi didn't expect too much, she washed her hands and thought about what to do next.

Staying in a town full of dead people is obviously not an option, as the warm climate will quickly decompose corpses and cause disease, leaving only two options: find out if there are any other survivors, or get out of the area as soon as possible.

"Do you think there will be any living people here?" Squatting under the eaves, Yang Zixi asked the child as if he were talking to himself, "As the only two survivors, are we too lonely?" ”

The child sat side by side with her, still silent, just staring at the ground, his obsidian eyes sparkling as if in contemplation.

"But I'm really tired, I've been saving people all my life, but in the end, I ended up with such a result." Thinking of the big bang and his dying lover, Yang Zixi only felt depressed and breathless in his heart, "I didn't expect them to be grateful to Baide, but at least it shouldn't be hatred, right?" Five years! I'm not a noble person, but five years of dedication is not fake, why did I end up only attracting hatred? I don't understand, I really don't understand, maybe the world is like this, anyone and anything can be sacrificed in front of interests......"

The ups and downs of the experience made Yang Zixi's emotions in her heart out of control, and the awkward children around her became the best listeners, and she didn't care whether she understood it or not, she just kept talking and venting.

"I want to go back, but it doesn't seem that easy at the moment. Since you can't go back, at least live first and live well. What about you? What are your plans? ”

In response to her, there was still silence, and Yang Zixi smiled: "Yes, I forgot, you are just a little girl, what can you plan?" Let's just do it, you are also the first person I have met in this world, why don't I give you a name? ”

Silence is still silence, so Yang Zixi smiled and said: "Since you were picked up by me, follow my surname Yang, Yang of Poplar, my name is Yang Zixi, the son of Confucius, bustling Xi; You simply call Yang Ziqiong, Qiong, which means beautiful jade and beautiful Lu. ”

The child suddenly stood up and ran towards the kitchen, slamming the door behind with a loud bang.

Yang Zixi smiled: "If you don't like it, just say it, if you don't say anything, I'll agree!" The grumpy child seemed to inject some vitality into her, and her tense mood was unconsciously relaxed.