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"You can't walk the way, it's me who walks all the way and carries all the way, you can't grab the food, and I give it to you, you are cold in winter, it's a few of us squeezed on a kang, and now it's going to be a corner, so I forgot about it...... Forgot about it...... Ahem......"

In the heavy snow, in the firewood room in the corner of the courtyard, there was a hoarse and terrible scream, like a ghost in the wind, howling, crying, and coughing.

The little leper still didn't want to die in the end, and sometimes he said that he wanted to die, because he hadn't tasted the fragrance yet, slept with a woman, and ate good food. Now, he really doesn't want to die, he's only a teenager, and he still has a lot of days to live in the future, he has never slept on the hot kang so comfortably that night.

He wanted to live.

But the courtyard was deserted, and all the apprentices of the troupe went to practice in the theater shed, and who greeted him, even when they heard it, they hid far away one by one, and only regarded him as a plague god, as if they had really become a ghost, and they couldn't avoid it.

Snowflakes are flying.

"Ahem-ahem-"

Just when the little leper coughed heartbreakingly, there was an extra figure in the corridor.

Su Qing was like a tree, quietly looking at the face on the window of the firewood room that was desperately struggling to poke out of the hole, and looked at his face.

After a few days of hard work, the little leper has taken off his image, not to mention his unkempt face, his cheeks have sunken and deflated, his eyes are dark, he hasn't slept for a long time, his eyes are densely covered with bloodshots, as if he is about to bulge out, he is tightly attached to the hole where the food is delivered, and his blood-red eyes are so straight to Su Qing.

"Xiao, Xiaoqing, please, save me, I don't want to die-"

As if seeing a savior, the gray and bloodshot eyes suddenly seemed to burst into light, and the hoarse throat kept shaking and becoming sharp.

After such a distance, Su Qing vaguely heard the sound of his hands scratching the wall.

He hadn't seen a ghost, but the face in front of him was probably similar to a ghost.

Su Qing carried the rice in his hand and walked towards the firewood room. "I'm going to be on stage in two days, and I'll bring you back dinner today!"

Looking at each other, Su Qing paused, and pointed to the fatty slices of meat filled in the pottery bowl, he held it while laughing softly: "Do you remember that in the past, there was no oil star all year round, but in the end, what I wanted to eat the most was not lean meat, but fatty meat, the kind of oil that bubbled out in one bite, hehe, for a piece of meat, you also fought with Xiaoshi!" ”

As he spoke, he rested the bowl on the window edge.

"Xiaoqing, if you help me again, just one last time, I really don't want to die!"

The little leper's face shrank back suddenly, and a dirty right hand with exposed turned nails had stretched out and grabbed at Su Qing, like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw.

But the hole was so big that his hand could no longer reach his shoulder, like a headless fly, clutching at it in the wind and snow.

Su Qing took a step back slightly.

It was this step, and the hand suddenly stopped, as if the people in the room had also seen this step. Then, the ghostly face appeared on the hole again, and the already bloodshot eyes became even redder, red as if they were about to drip blood, revealing indescribable resentment and hatred.

"Why are you hiding? Why hide? You dare to look down on me even if you stinky for food? If it weren't for me, would you be where you are today? Can you form horns? You're an ungrateful little brute—ho-bah—"

The vicious curse came out of the little leper's mouth, and in the end, he spat desperately at the young man who was standing still in the snow.

"-If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this, it's all you, you shameless dog bastard-"

But the boy had already retreated.

I don't know how long I scolded, or if I was tired of scolding, the little leper reached out and brought the bowl on the window edge in, and swallowed the slices of meat.

"You are terminally ill, you can't be saved!"

Suddenly, in the howling wind and snow, Su Qing's cold voice sounded, as light as snow falling.

Fortunately, the little leper who was eating with a bowl in the house heard it, and he was ecstatic and lay down on the hole again, looking at Su Qing with hope in his eyes, and trembling: "I can save it, as long as there is that person's blood steamed buns, I can live, really, it must be true!" ”

Su Qing looked at his appearance of not being a human or a ghost, and this time he actually nodded rarely, as if he hadn't heard the vicious curse before, but smiled, just like a flower.

"Okay, it's all up to you, after eating, get a good night's sleep, I'll send you something!"

didn't look at the little leper's face again, it was his voice, and Su Qing couldn't seem to hear it.

Turn and leave.

"Did the little leper eat it?"

Xiaodouzi stood on the corridor in a costume, and when he saw Su Qing coming back, he immediately asked.

Su Qing smiled.

"Eat!"

He picked up the sword standing by the wall.

"Poof!"

Half of the sword body was out of the sheath, his eyes were calm, Su Qing only swept away the gray sword body, his right arm was stretched again, the long sword was already out of the sheath, he pulled a sword flower, and sighed: "Alas, I'm afraid that when I see the snow, it's a little rusty!" ”

But he seemed to notice something, turned his head slightly, and saw Xiaodouzi staring at him, his eyes were a little stunned, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Look at what I'm doing?" It's not good to practice yet! ”

Xiao Douzi shrank as if he had woken up from a dream, his face was a little pale, he thought about it, and then said puzzledly: "I don't know why, senior brother, I think you were so scary just now!" ”

Su Qing slowly lowered his eyelids and only spoke.

"Let's practice!"

After saying that, the long sword in his hand shook, and the breath in his mouth changed slightly, and he had already started to sing.

……

Two days in a row.

Su Qing sent two days of food to the little leper, he practiced during the day and at night, practicing the boxing techniques taught to him by Ma Wangye, with a strange atmosphere, the amount of food actually grew up.

Until the night of the last day.

It snowed heavily that night.

Vast and insignificant, I don't see the world.

Listening to a faint cat cry from the wind, Su Qing sat up on the bunk in the bedroom, he yawned, rubbed his worried eyes, and the sleepiness dissipated in an instant, listening to the white-haired wind blowing outside, the young man muttered: "That's it, just take your last thoughts!" ”

Then his waist straightened, and he had deftly rolled out of the bed, and his toes fell to the ground, silently.

Then he carefully opened a crack in the door, and squeezed out while the cold wind had not had time to drift in.

It was really a big snowstorm, and as soon as I got out of the house, the snow flakes came to my face, as if they had been scraped by a blade, and the sting was unbearable.

Su Qing's eyes couldn't be opened, he shuddered, pulled out a scarf from his sleeve, and hurriedly put it off his head, covering half of his face, and his mouth was hot.

Seeing a person standing not far away, he walked over with his hands in his sleeves and like a little old man.

"Or, let's go tomorrow, it's too snowy!"

Ma Wangye didn't know where to pull a piece of black cloth, covered his face, and said angrily: "Okay, I don't care, anyway, it's not me who will go to Zhang's house to sing tomorrow!" ”

Su Qing's waist has been.

"Go, go now!"

"Hey, hey, let's go!"

The man laughed strangely, grabbed his shoulder, exerted force with his right hand, and lifted his arm, Su Qing immediately felt that his feet were light, and the whole person had risen into the air, and when he was calm, he lay on the wall.

As soon as he reacted, he saw a black shadow straddle his legs and two arrow steps, easily climbed the wall, and dragged him down by the way.

Then I saw two figures, one tall and one short, and disappeared into the vast snow curtain in a blink of an eye.

But it was a snowstorm and killing night, and it was exactly, the killing went.