"You say, if you were a little more pitiful, would more people be deceived?"

The girl just closed her eyes and clenched her hands into fists.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he vigorously pulled her clenched fist, and said viciously: "You look like this, are you dissatisfied with me?" ”

She didn't say a word, but her body told him the answer.

He smiled at her, satisfied with her performance, put his hands on her emaciated shoulders and leaned close to her ear, "Don't be afraid, am I that scared?" ”

The feeling of taking the lead once made him think that everyone had to obey him, and as long as one was not good, he would feel unhappy. He considered himself the king of the crowd, but that was all he wanted.

"Speak, are you dumb?"

There was a cold smile in his eyes, "You say, if you are really dumb, will they feel sorry for you more easily?" ”

The little girl was so frightened by this sentence that she couldn't finish a sentence in her speech, "No, don't." ”

"Say, are you cheap? I'm here to meet you! ”

His hand rubbed her face affectionately, like a cherished gem, and the movement of his hand did not stop, gently caressing, but it looked like a cherished one. Of course, ignore the ridicule at the corner of his mouth, the coldness in his eyes.

"Smack." Her face was ruthlessly colored, half of her face was red, and her eyes were red. The tears did not flow, but they looked like a loving pity that was very shy and ashamed. Hot and slippery, uncontrollably sliding down the face.

When he touched the heat, there was a lot of joy in his eyes, and his mood was naturally a little better.

No one can understand that feeling, and among the crowd of beggars, the little girl in front of her is undoubtedly the most loved. He has lost his dignity in his bones, his speech is full of foul language, and what he always talks about is comparing himself to a dog.

In his heart, he no longer regarded himself as a human being, and naturally he was humbled to the earth.

When he saw the innocent and innocent little girl, he longed for that glimmer of light, but suddenly he found that he could no longer have the beauty of the world. Therefore, I had to pull her down from the clouds and lower than myself to satisfy my heart.

"Cry at every turn, don't cry, it's annoying!" Her tears were so hot that she didn't know if they had stabbed him, but she didn't understand him for a while.

Xu is girl is too beautiful after all, he actually stopped beating her, and the dark factor in his heart was temporarily suppressed.

He smiled at her, there was nothing mixed in his smile, but it suddenly made the girl confused, "Okay, don't cry, I won't beat you." ”

He saw the shock in her eyes, wiped his hand against the seam of his trousers, and with that dirty hand, once again touched his perfect masterpiece.

He gently held her in his arms, and snuggled up to her incomparably at this time, as if a lover's embrace, but the girl was at a loss.

Her whole body was extremely stiff, and she didn't dare to take a breath, and although her hands were not clenched into fists, they never relaxed for a moment.

She followed him in a daze, but she realized the complexity of people in an instant, and her heart was hesitant, not knowing where to go.

In a ruined temple, piles of little beggars huddled together to keep warm, sleeping extremely sweetly, chewing something in their mouths, but it was tasteless and even moldy and wet grass, but they were extremely satisfied in their sleep.

The temple was quiet, except for the low sobs of one person. Nothing else, not even a mouse or an animal.

Just because a month ago, since the group found this place, they have swallowed all the live animals into their stomachs. They are just a bunch of lowly beggars, and no one will love them.

No matter what it is, as long as they can survive, they have to bite the bullet and eat it. However, meat is a treat for them, after all, it is the best for eating only rice and vegetables for a long time.

In the side hall of the temple, there is only an incomplete and dry patchwork of bones left.

This year's winter has been too long and too cold.

They begged everywhere, but they had only a small reach, and at last some of them starved to death.

But the little beggars had food all of a sudden, and they didn't care about good or evil, they just had to live. They are like vicious wolves, swallowing their own kind without hesitation, and even competing with each other for the rest of the soup, and they swallowed it all.

The little girl's eyes were red, and her stomach was forced to pour the rewarded soup, and she endured the nausea, and put her fingers down her throat, and vomited little by little, but she couldn't spit it out.

She threw up all afternoon, vomiting out the only thing in her stomach, and her whole stomach was about to vomit. She was so uncomfortable that the young man spoke ill of her, even punching and kicking her.

He said that the soup was the most nutritious place, and she vomited it all. If she hadn't worked hard to get something for them for a month, how could she have given her something to drink?

But she didn't drink to death, it was he who forcefully broke open his mouth and poured it all down, causing her to cough incessantly.

She couldn't stand the smell, she couldn't help the disgusting. In front of him, she spit it out completely, causing her to have the appearance she has now.

She was covered in bruises, old wounds that had not healed, and new ones were increasing. The corners of his mouth were dotted with blood, his lips were dyed white, his clothes were tattered, his ten fingers were marked by shoes, and his hands were trembling straight, as if he was slowly feeling the aftermath.

She was tense, with the young man behind her, his hands at the waist, tightly holding her. She tried to escape, but she couldn't, she escaped once, but she lay on the ground for many days, just because her feet couldn't stand up.

She was afraid of the guy next to her, who was exposed during the day, but at night she was holding her and warming her. The occasional few gentle words, the next moment was a torture she couldn't imagine.

The night was so silent, and so long, that the light in her eyes gradually disappeared. She didn't know whether it was sour eyes or astringent mouth, but she wanted to eat another bite of the pastry, which was sweet and soothed her heart.

She didn't know that her warmth would eventually come, so she waited silently.

The next day, they began another day of begging.

For a month, they traveled on their own feet from Kyoto to this place, on the eastern side of the continent.

"Knock knock-knock," a dirty hand knocked on the door.

After a few clicks, the door opened, but not because of her actions, or even giving her a look, her eyes darkened.

The three of them have been walking together for a month, but they are the only two of them begging. The teenager was just injecting them not far behind her.

Today, it was only the two of them who came, and the corpse was one of them earlier.

Therefore, she didn't understand how they could eat sweetly and even compete for the soup indifferently. She felt only the endless fear, and the endless sadness.

Outside the gate, a large number of tall horses came in a mighty manner, and stopped at the door, and there was no one on the horse in front of them, as if waiting for the leader. She just looked at it stupidly, and her body was squeezed to the side of the door, only to see another carriage drive in front of the door, and it also stopped.

The breeze blew, and a sweet smell in the air made her stop and look for the source of the taste.

His eyes were locked on a seventeen-year-old boy, he was dressed in moon-white clothes, although he was still young, but his face was warm and good-looking.

She had never seen such a beautiful man, and a little girl ran behind him, with a lovely smile on her face, and went to the boy with her feet scattered, and took him by the hand, and went to the carriage.

The boy's face was helpless, but the smile on the corner of his mouth showed his love for her.

The girl looked no more than six years old, the same age as her, but she was extremely cute. Looking at himself again, he was covered in filth, but he looked like a monster, after all, he ate his own kind, and this matter was incomprehensible. Although she didn't understand the world, she knew that it was wrong.

She watched the boy go to the carriage, and she had an urge to go up, but how could she match?

She wiped her clothes with both hands, and the mud on her hands was still there, not to mention her own unclean heart?

She just stood there stupidly, staring at the figure with burning eyes.

Jun Ziyue noticed it, and actually glanced at her, then pulled his brother, and called sweetly: "Brother, brother, there is a young lady watching you there." ”

The boy sent his sister and walked towards the place of the hot gaze, but a little consternation flashed in his eyes. How did that girl become like this?

The little girl looked at him and finally lowered her head and stopped looking at him.

The afterglow rested on his delicate shoes, like the last bit of warmth in his heart. After a while, the torture will be unrepeated.

She watched his shoes move towards her little by little, and her heart was a little excited, but she was finally uneasy. She was afraid that she would stain his floor and his eyes.

He stayed in front of her for a long time, and all he heard in his ears was the sparse voice, and then his provocative voice, "Take these, change your clothes and fill your stomach." ”

She felt his hand on hers, and without hesitation, without a hint of disgust, placed the thing in his hand again. He said no more, but turned away.

But she grabbed him by the sleeve, and after a long time the gentleman would always remember the girl's humble appearance in the dirt.

"Can you have pity on me, I'm afraid." Her eyes turned red, and she was in a hurry, just trying to grasp the last straw.

He didn't speak, she only thought he didn't want to, but he also clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, leaving the folds, leaving the mud, staining her mark.

But the word "pitiful" echoed in his ears, and he hadn't seen her for a long time, but she had become like this.

I can't bear her to be so humble, but I don't say anything, I just give her dignity after she gives up, and it's no longer a charity from above.

He didn't understand, he had given it once or twice before, but now he decided that it was just a charity once or twice, and he didn't think so before, and he couldn't find the reason.

Perhaps, the appearance of the girl in front of him coincides with his sister's.

It wasn't until she said a word from her own mouth that he finally understood that this person was different from her sister. What she needs is respect, a little or even a little respect for her. That's all she wants.

"Do you have any money?"

"No, no."

"Then what are you going to do with the corners of my clothes?"

"I, I ······" Her apricot eyes were watery, and her eyes were full of fright, but the next moment they turned to shock.