(The first update, there is a second update tonight)

Time flies quickly in the slums of Ilun, and the children of the Ilun people grow up quietly in the day-toil.

In the blink of an eye, the older boy has grown into a teenager, and the original little boy has gradually dragged away his childishness.

It's just that when he grew up, the boy was still skinny, and the little boy who was originally in normal shape gradually lost weight due to malnutrition, and his limbs were even more slender than the teenager soon.

The day the two escaped from the slums of Yilun was also a rainy day.

They were not the only two of them who fled, but in the end, it seemed that only two and a half children were the only ones who really escaped from the slums.

The rain fell mercilessly with a loud sound, and the roads, though muddy, were unclear compared to the inside of the slums.

The boy took the boy's slender hand and walked down the muddy road, looking around vigilantly with almost every step he took—they had just escaped the surveillance of the outsiders, and they were always on guard for fear of being discovered by the powerful adults.

The boy held the old oil-paper umbrella, trying to shield the boy in front of him from the falling rain.

But the boy walked so fast that the boy's umbrella could not be lifted on his head anyway.

It wasn't cold, but the rain was really icy, and the boy couldn't help but feel distressed when he looked at the boy who was outside the range of the oil-paper umbrella.

The two slender hands held together, and gradually walked farther and farther down the muddy road.

The two of them walked like this for a long time, until the steps of the boy and the boy were visibly shaky, and then the two stopped, and sat down on the ground without hesitation.

The mud and filthy stagnant water splashed both of them, but the two who grew up in the slums had long since learned how to live normally in a squalid environment.

And no matter how muddy and dirty the roads are, I'm afraid they are not as bad as those in the slums.

But the two people who sat down were already very hungry, and they barely had the strength to move their bodies.

The boy held the umbrella for the two of them weakly, but even the hand holding the umbrella shook a little, and the raindrops, which obviously did not carry any weight, seemed to press the umbrella surface fiercely every time it fell, bringing a thousand pounds of weight to his arm.

"Don't hold the umbrella, save some effort......" The young man on the side couldn't help but persuade him when he saw that he still had to hold the umbrella so reluctantly.

But the boy shook his head stubbornly, and insisted on holding the old umbrella with his head held high: "I promised to hold an umbrella for you." ”

"You're keeping your word." The boy suddenly figured it out, thinking that the two of them would probably starve to death here today, so he laughed and didn't care about the stubborn boy anymore.

Everything in his sight was much darker than usual, whether it was the road where the two of them were sitting at this time, or the twilight trees with only withered branches left on the side of the road, or even the yellow-skinned boy in front of him......

It seemed dark to him, as black as the night sky.

His head was dizzy, his stomach was rumbling, his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and a feeling of extreme tiredness rushed from the depths of his mind to his whole body. He really wanted to fall asleep like this with his body, but he knew that he would probably never get up again after this sleep, so he forced himself to open his eyes.

He pinched his thigh so many times that he even scratched his bones because there was so little flesh on his leg.

He felt a piercing pain, but his body seemed to be numb, and he couldn't react at all.

The boy next to him looked similar.

The boy dreamed of escaping from the slums of Yilun every day, but he never expected that when the two did escape, they would be on the verge of death due to hunger.

The boy struggled to his feet and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go...... If you sit like this any longer, you're just waiting to die. ”

I don't know if the boy understood the meaning of his words, but the boy nodded, and then stood up with an indifferent expression.

The two of them held hands again and walked a distance, but the two of them who were extremely hungry could no longer walk, their bodies trembled violently with every step, and the excessively thin legs under them almost looked like they were about to break.

The boy was still holding the umbrella, but the umbrella was already so biased that it could no longer provide any shelter, and the cold raindrops hit the two of them directly.

But the cold feeling couldn't penetrate the touch of the two, so they couldn't even shiver.

The two of them, who were already at their limit, suddenly saw a man's body in the mud in front of them.

A corpse with a blur of flesh and blood, head and limbs sunk deep into the dirt.

The corpse was covered with a tattered cloth, and at a glance it was clear that the corpse must have been an Iren when it was alive - and only the Iren would use such a tattered thing as clothing, how could the outsiders be so unruly in their clothing.

After seeing this corpse, the two of them were both stunned at the same time, and they used the last bit of strength in their bodies to walk to the corpse very quickly.

The detached boy almost pounced on the corpse, and he struggled to turn it out of the mud, although the scrawny corpse was not heavy at all, but this action still took a lot of his time.

After moving the body, he gasped for breath, and there was no strength left in his body.

The boy crouched down, barely holding the umbrella in one hand and searching the body with the other.

It's just a corpse, but it contains all the hopes of the two children.

So when the boy found out that there was nothing on the body, he began to cry.

He cried, but he didn't make a sound, and he could only see the tears slide down his skin, and all hope disappeared in these tears, like a broken dream.

"Are you crying when you're so old?" The boy looked at the boy's performance and wanted to laugh and scold the other party, but he really had no strength, and as soon as the words came out, they turned into hoarse and ugly wails.

The boy was still in tears as if he hadn't heard.

Although the lack of sound tears does not upset the boy, it is still very annoyed to see the boy cry for so many years.

He wanted to reprimand the other party as usual, but he felt that he couldn't open his mouth......

Because if people are not allowed to cry before they die, it is too cruel.

The rain wet his whole face, and the young man who thought of this scratched his head and decided not to take the initiative to stir up trouble, anyway, the two of them would starve to death at any time, so it was better to finish the last journey honestly.

It's just that the boy suddenly glanced at him, and his voice was obviously crying: "Big brother, you...... I can't realize your dreams......"

I don't know if it was the title of "big brother" that I hadn't heard for a long time, or the word "dream" as the boy spoke, or the boy himself who said it with a crying voice - which point of this tugged at the young man's heartstrings, and the young man looked at the boy in a daze, and suddenly felt how he could die like this.

Myself...... There's still a lot to do.

Myself...... I told the boy that I wanted to become stronger and change the world.

How can it fall here?

The boy seemed to think of something at this moment, and suddenly looked at the corpse.

"Actually...... There's still something to eat here. ”

The boy noticed that the boy's eyes had turned green when he said this, and he couldn't help but be a little frightened, and he even burst into tears.

……

"Do you remember when we escaped from the slums?" The staff's voice trembled a little, and he suddenly didn't dare to look at the city lord in front of him anymore.

The city lord smiled, continued to pour the soup in the bowl into his mouth, a little soup overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he wiped the soup flowing from the corner of his mouth, and put down the bowl in his hand.

"Of course I do. I almost died that time, I almost starved to death because I didn't have food......

The staff looked at the city lord and found that the rough face in front of him and the face of the young man in his memory gradually coincided.

……

The boy reached out and tried to pull the corpse to him.

The Iren man should not have been dead for long, and his body even had some residual warmth, and there was no excess smell on the corpse, only the blood that kept flowing from the wound gave off a fishy smell.

It didn't smell good at all, but the boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he smelled it, as if he were looking at a delicacy on a plate.

But just as the boy's hand was about to touch the corpse, the boy, who refused to put down the umbrella in his hand, threw away the oil-paper umbrella and grabbed the boy's right hand with both hands.

After losing the umbrella, the raindrops hit the two of them in the face.

But the two of them were almost numb to their senses, and the cold raindrops didn't make them feel any extra emotions.

"No...... Don't ......" the boy looked at the boy almost pleadingly.

After living with the boy for several years, he is no longer the innocent child, he knows the meaning of the boy's words, and he knows what the boy's actions mean.

"Let go of me." The boy looked at the boy and said, his words were very calm, but there was a hint of longing in the depths of this calm.

A glimmer of food, a desire to survive, a desire to live.

The boy's strength is much greater than that of the boy on weekdays, but he is really weak to the extreme at the moment, and he is so stretched by the boy that he can't move.

The boy shook his head quickly, and could clearly see tears running down his eyes.

The boy still struggled to pull his right hand out of the boy's hand, and the movement of the struggle caused mud to splash everywhere.

The boy watched his movements, and suddenly opened his hands and hugged the boy tightly:

"I ...... Let's not eat human flesh, okay......"

The boy's arms had no temperature at all, and they couldn't make people feel comfortable at all, and the boy was also a skinny child, and the bones in his chest were on the boy's back, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"......" But such a lame hug suddenly quieted down the teenager who was still struggling.

The two of them maintained this position, silent in the rain for a long, long time.

I don't know how long it took, but the boy suddenly opened his mouth to the boy who hugged him: "I think I'm really going to starve to death......"

The boy whispered softly behind his back, "If I die first, you will eat my flesh, and then you will not die." ”

The young man laughed when he heard this: "Then don't I still eat human flesh?" Is there any difference between eating your flesh and eating the flesh of this dead man? What's the point of you stopping me just now? ”

"It's different." The boy lay on his back, shook his head, and said to him in a very weak voice:

"I volunteered to give it to you."

The "......" teenager was a little speechless, feeling that this was really an irrefutable reason.