"This ......"

Before he could speak, Xiaohong said for him: "Are you afraid that they will think that I am a murderer and took me to escape?" It has to be like that, right? ”

"Uh-huh, yes." Drain can only nod his head.

Nodding her head, she suddenly remembered that she had mentioned her parents before, and said, "Do you want to go home?" ”

"I don't want to go home, and I don't want to go home." Xiaohong lowered her head.

"Why don't you want to go home? You're not...... Miss your family a lot? ”

"I'm not thinking, I'm worried." Xiaohong raised her head and looked blankly at the opposite wall, "I'm just worried that they're going to have a bad time, and I actually don't like that home at all." ”

"You don't like your family, so why do you care about them?"

"After all, they are my family, and of course I want them to have a good life." Xiaohong said, turned her head, and smiled sadly at the loss, "My position in my house is very awkward, there is an older brother above, who is the most valued by my father, and there is a younger sister below, who is the most beloved by my father." ”

After speaking, Xiaohong sighed leisurely: "I am the most redundant person in that family, so I just grew up, and my father and mother said that I would go to work in other people's homes, and I quickly agreed." ”

Looking at her like this, she only felt very distressed, and she couldn't help herself for a while, so she wrapped her long arms and gently pulled her into her arms.

Xiaohong didn't resist, but looked into his eyes and said, "Tell me the truth, are you an immortal?" ”

Drain thought for a moment and said, "It used to be, but not now." ”

"So you're a god who has been demoted?" Xiaohong tilted her head slightly to look at him, in his eyes, she was almost cute! How can it be so cute!

Drain took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and said, "Sort of." ”

"Oh."

After Xiaohong said this "oh", there was no sound, and when she looked down, she actually fell asleep.

"Are mortals so sleepy?" Drain looked at Xiaohong's sleeping face and said to himself.

After speaking, he exhaled softly, picked up Xiaohong, put her on her mattress, and carefully covered her with the quilt.

Xiaohong sighed, turned over, buried her face in the quilt, and smiled secretly: The flowing water is really gentle.

The next thing is logical.

Lost found a flat land at the foot of the mountain, where there were no people.

Lost built a hut there, a small wooden pavilion, and reclaimed a few plots of land.

The two usually work on the ground, selling cups of water and bowls of rice to passers-by, and occasionally go hand in hand to buy things in a town not far away.

The days are easy and happy, and in a blink of an eye, it is the Spring Festival in the world.

Xiaohong was a little lonely on this day, and she couldn't make her happy no matter how she lost it, so she didn't say anything when she asked her, but just shook her head with tears.

The loss asked many times in succession, only to know that Xiaohong was homesick.