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

On the street, pedestrians used to come and go, but now they hide early, and there is no one who is willing to probe. The doors of the shops on the side of the road were tightly closed, and the vendors everywhere were nowhere to be found, and the streets were deserted.

The snow was falling slowly, dyeing his black hair white little by little.

At the end of the alley, a small figure was shrinking into a small ball, and its body couldn't stop trembling. The hair was greasy and messy, and a few fluttered out, like a few standing on the branches.

The little girl opened her eyes tremblingly, her eyebrows were covered with fine snow, her little face was red, and the tip of her nose was also red, thinking that it had been frozen for a long time.

The surface was covered with dirt, but little by little the snow covered it, it gradually became white, and then it turned red. The snow was dripping bit by bit, the ice and snow on her eyebrows were slowly melting, and her eyes were instantly wet, but they were red.

If you ignore her, it looks like a poor little rabbit.

She got up slowly, looking for a place to stay, at least to dispel her cold and bring her a little warmth. It took a long time for her hands and feet to stand up awkwardly, her back against the wall behind her, but it was cold, causing her to hiss in a low voice.

Then she slowly straightened up with the help of the cold wall, and her ten fingers were red and swollen, and there were even unhealed wounds on them, which made people feel shocked.

Her hands hung helplessly at her sides, her shoes were already tattered, and her toes were exposed to the air and were red from the cold. The red toes curled up, and the hands were tightly rubbed, and then the palms of the hands were hazy, and the heat in the mouth made the air hazy.

"Gollum." She rubbed her stomach with one hand, her tongue licked her lips, but it was a pain, there seemed to be a layer of frost on her lips, and the tip of her wet tongue stuck to it, and she couldn't take it back, like a person who secretly licked popsicles in summer, and was finally punished.

"Sss She tried to retract her tongue, and her lips were a little silky, but the lip lines were extremely obvious.

The snowflakes fell on her emaciated shoulders, causing her to shiver and shiver. She walked unsteadily forward with small steps, at least looking for a place where there was some warmth.

She walked through the alleys, and when she looked up, the streets were quiet, and the stalls that used to rise with hot smoke were nowhere to be seen, and the hungry stomachs were gone, but the scents that had been most enthusiastic were gone.

Her clothes were ragged, and the clothes on her body did not fit at all, as if she had stolen the clothes of an adult. It's just handled very well, and the long parts are all formed into a big knot by her, but the places that should be covered are blocked. The sleeves were also rolled up to the wrists, and straw and other plants were tied to the wrists.

She had been hungry for many days, and her memories were losing little by little, except for the crumbs of pastry in her arms, which could remind her of what had happened.

She remembers that when she first opened her eyes, she fell to the ground on a long street, actually nesting in a corner of the street.

The howl of her stomach provoked her to open her eyes, and her first instinct was to find the fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose. At that time, she was a small body, her face was still white, and her eyes were wet because she had just woken up, and she looked cute.

Step by step, she walked to a steamed bun shop, only to see that the white and chubby buns were exuding aroma, and the soup on them was dripping.

She swallowed hard, her little hands nervous and nowhere to put them, and her toes clutched the ground hard, almost grinding the delicate flesh. But her eyes were only firmly on the bun, and she didn't pay any attention to the movement under her feet.

"Little girl, do you want to eat steamed buns?" The peddler saw a little girl staring at the buns, presumably someone who was too embarrassed to speak, so he opened his mouth enthusiastically.

She just nodded. His eyes were staring at the white-faced steamed buns.

"Three, is it enough?"

She nodded desperately, her eyes full of surprise.

"No, here you go." The peddler was also extremely happy in his heart, and the first order of business in the morning was about to be completed.

The little girl subconsciously wiped her clothes with her hands, trying to rub off the dirt on them, she also knew that she couldn't hold food with dirty hands. She stretched out her hand to take the bun, waiting for the black on her fingertips to rub the white steamed bun as soon as she touched the bun.

The vendor saw that her little hands were dirty, and the corner of the white-flour steamed bun had been defiled. At this time, he found that she was in tatters, and she was blocked by the table, and now he found that she was a little beggar.

A breath of air came from his heart, and he pulled the cloth wrapped under the steamed bun vigorously. If the little girl didn't check for a while, the whole person was about to go forward.

The peddler was full of contempt, and his mouth was foul language, "If you don't learn well at a young age, the beggars have no money and come to join in the fun, get out!" ”

"It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes!" As he spoke, he was wary of the little girl and took the steamed bun she had rubbed just now. He tore it off fiercely along the black place, and he looked at her viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you give it to the dog, I won't give it to you!" ”

After he finished speaking, he shouted, "Ah Huang." An earthy yellow dog came in response, barking fiercely like a peddler's face.

He glanced at the little girl obliquely, and reached out to put the unwanted crumbs in front of the dog's eyes, and the dog immediately tore and bit up, causing her to swallow.

"Little beggar, don't go away yet!"

"I, I'm not a little beggar." Her low voice came out, with a hint of girlish softness.

"Go away, go away, don't affect my business!"

He saw that she was still standing in front of his stall, and the anger in his heart for the bun just now was not gone, and it was also because of the cold weather, and the business was already more difficult. Who else dares to come over with such a little beggar now?

He picked up his broom and walked towards her.

She was a little scared for a while, her feet were heavy, and she couldn't take a step. Her little hands were clenched tightly, her eyes were tightly closed, and her teeth bit her lip, but it was a little more bloody.

Her little face was twisted into a ball, and she looked very pitiful.

But the peddler did not let her go because of her weakness, and beckoned to her again and again.

Pain!

At this moment, the little girl only felt great pain in her body, looked up at the sky, her head was a little dizzy, and her eyes gradually darkened. She showed a bright smile, is the Buddha going to take me away? Isn't there no hunger, no cold, no pain in the sky?

Her whole world suddenly lost its color, and her whole body fell like a falling leaf in winter.

An emaciated figure embraced her from behind, his hands tightly clasped around her, trying not to let her fall off. The little boy was only seven years old, his face was childish, and his eyes were staring closely at the vendor of the bun stall in front of him at the moment, without saying a word.

He slowly adjusted the position of the little girl, and one force actually hugged her, but the girl was light enough. He looked down at the girl's face, his cheeks sunken in, his brows seemed to be stained with morning dew, his eyelashes were still trembling, and there was no temperature on his body.

"Let's go to the hospital and get some pastries that we bought earlier." The little boy said to his followers and headed for the carriage.

The carriage drove smoothly on the road, and when he looked down at the girl's face, he thought that she was very cute, but there was no flesh on her little face.

He caught her because he remembered his sister at home. He saw her frightened look, like his sister's scared look.

He often makes his sister afraid of others because of guilt, just because of one of his actions, and he just wants to treat her better. This was the first time I saw this little girl, so I came to help.

He listened to the doctor's diagnosis, she had just been hungry for too long. He paid for her consultation, put down some silver taels and food beside her, said a word to the doctor, and left.

When the little girl woke up, she had a throbbing pain in her body, but she was much better. She asked the doctor, but she only didn't know what to do. She carried the silver taels in her arms, took the food, it was some beautiful pastries, and left the hospital step by step.

She came to a small alley and sat down on the ground without hesitation. She swallowed and rubbed her hands on her dress a few times before picking up the delicate pastry.

As soon as I got close to the tip of my nose, I smelled the sweetness, and my throat was uncomfortable, so I had to moisten it desperately. She opened her teeth lightly and took a bite, which was endless. She only felt that she had never eaten such a delicious pastry, and she ate it in small bites, and there were two pear vortices on either side of her cheeks, shallow.

She didn't notice anyone behind her, so she tried to hide everything in her arms, but only a few pieces of pastry were hidden, but everything else was snatched away.

"You guys, give it back to me!" There was a little more frightened look in her eyes, but she wanted to get those things back very seriously.

In front of him was a group of little beggars, both boys and girls, and several of them were rummaging through the things wrapped in rags, and their eyes flashed brightly.

"Let's see if there's anything good else in her."

As soon as she heard this, she wanted to run forward regardless of the ground, but she was stopped.

She was clinging to her chest, and the money had been snatched away. Beloved pastries, she won't let them die.

"There must be no other place, search the placket of her chest."

She was in a hurry for a moment, she couldn't run away, and her eyebrows were dyed a little red.

They came towards her, one tugging at her clothes, and she bit the man.

"Damn, you dare to bite me!"

The man scolded her bitterly and pushed her hard. She didn't have time to react, and the whole person fell to the ground, but she was desperately protecting her chest.

"Go away, I'll come, I won't believe it!"

Her eyelashes twitched, she rolled over, and refused to give them even if the pastry in her arms was broken.

He tugged at her hair, her brows reddened, but his movements showed no pity. But the little girl's faith is so great that he will be helpless for a while.

"Take her off your clothes!"

One person shouted around, and the others looked like they were watching the show.

The man's eyes instantly burst with fighting spirit, and he threw an appreciative look at the group, but he felt a little chill at the figure of the little girl.