Doll, eat.

I don't know how this is a song, the people watching outside looked at each other, I really don't know which song this is, but for some reason, I can listen to it now, I am a little moved.

The little beggars sang in unison, and the crowd listened quietly, and they sang and sang and they listened and from again.

Seventeen kept looking at the group of dripping children, and seeing that they were indifferent, he was also a little dazed for a while, not knowing what to do with them.

After a long time, Seventeen finally saw that there was a child who moved slightly after work, and he knocked carefully, only to find that he was also singing in the cultivator, so he raised his hand and asked the little beggars to sing louder and louder, and the little beggars sang hard, and they were only so big at that time.

Seeing this, An Sheng outside the door stumbled and sang the cultivator, and the onlookers listened, and some people began to sing the cultivator, and finally everyone sang together.

They showed staccato ploughers singing, then they became able to sing the whole song in its entirety, and finally they sang it all at Goldman Sachs, trying to get the kids to hear their release.

Seventeen saw that the original was just a child who sang quietly with his head dripping his head, and then more and more children joined in, they cautiously raised their heads, they hadn't spoken for a long time, but there was no sound when they spoke, and the figure slowly came out after a few words.

They obviously didn't expect this to be the case, they were forced to take a bath, at first when they saw that posture, they thought it was some kind of new punishment, they were very resistant, they also resisted, but they didn't do anything, they carefully bathed them, and gave them medicine.

They don't know what time they are, it's just habitual reasons, so that they don't dare to publish it, and they don't accept it all, in fact, from the moment they came out in the second of breaking the clouds, all and everything is different, they can search for kindness, but they don't dare to search easily, until today, they dare to believe that everything is really different.

This song is everything that their son had before he was imprisoned in the Cloud Breaking Seconds, and now listening to this song, how can they be indifferent, if the Cloud Breaking Temple is the second half of their lives, then this song is the first half of their lives.

For most people, whether it is to be a beggar or to become a prisoner of the clouds, it is unfortunate, but for them, being a beggar is already a very lucky life.

A few people looked at the situation in front of them, their blood boiled, and they said that these people are stupid, but they are so innocent, and they have been working hard for the unknown future, isn't it just to give them a peaceful and prosperous world and keep this innocence?

People sometimes embarrass themselves, but in embarrassment, they will find a reason to persevere, and fairies, this group of lovely people, is their reason.

The children looked at the people in front of them, they had fresh and kind faces, no longer the hideous and terrible faces of memory, they changed into new clothes, and showed themselves naked in front of everyone, thinking that they would be panicking, but when they entered, they stood here, standing in front of everyone, and it was a long-lost sense of freshness.

Seventeen watched their eyes become more and more determined from the initial caution, and knew that there was nothing wrong with his bold actions today, and he finally convinced them that they had walked out of the Cloud Breaking Temple.

After a song, everyone became pus, the habit Ah Hu watched, the children's eyes were timid, but they still bravely raised their heads to see what they were going to do and what they were doing, the little beggar below was inevitably curious, and the people outside the door looked confused.

Jing Ming was the first to speak, showing a salute, "We have no ill will towards you, we just want you to tell the truth." ”

Almost subconsciously, the children turned their heads to look at the two people in wheelchairs in the corner, but they were only vulnerable, so they returned to China to entrust them.

Although the movement was rare, Seventeen noticed that the two people sitting in the wheelchair were obviously their signers.

Seventeen looked at the situation, one child with a smile, and nodded at Seventeen, smiled, and the other child looked indifferent, did not seem to see everything in his eyes, Seventeen just paid attention to him when he was in the factory, only he did not sing, but quietly looked at everyone, obviously, he is the pig's heart Gu, this group of children are all supporting him.

So Seventeen spoke to him directly, "Are you their backbone?" ”

"Then you won't know that only by telling the truth will you have a real way to live, and no one can really save you except yourself."

The boy looked like he was about eleven or twelve years old, empty under his knees, and terrible, probably because of his age, so the children were already his backbone, but the other child in a wheelchair, with his limbs out of place, seemed to be a little higher than he was every year, and seventeen couldn't even touch the Gunasi between them.

The child was obviously a thoughtful person, but in the end, when the child was still less talkative, he didn't know whether to tell them the positive direction, as Seventeen said, they can only be themselves when they say the positive direction, but when is it right to say this positive direction, he doesn't know how to grasp it.

So everyone was looking at him, he was so flustered that he looked at everyone present, and then looked at Jing Ming again, and his voice was hoarse, "Jing Ming? ”

Jing Ming didn't notice why he knew his name, but noticed that his throat seemed to be injured, and the kid didn't panic, quietly waiting for him to answer.

The little beggar next to him tugged at his sleeve, and Jing Ming reacted, "You know me?" ”

The child's face was expressionless, and he didn't speak, he turned his wheelchair and walked to the back room, Jingming received the derivative of Seventeen, and hurriedly followed in, and closed them up.

So everyone waited outside the door, there were little beggars who were uneasy, and those children on the top of the career talked bigly, but those children didn't speak, they looked at them, the little beggars thought they were shy, and they introduced the situation in Kyoto to them, Nana's steamed buns were the cheapest, which passer-by had the largest sails, and it rained in the area where there was redundant, they were gossiping, so vivid, it was obviously such a miserable life, but it made them feel like someone else's life, and they didn't have any heart, but it was enviable.

I don't know what to say in it, and soon after, Jing Ming came out with a calm face, and Mama Zhao asked for a pen and paper.

Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes, it seemed that Jing Ming tried to ask what was rough, but what intersection could they have, what could they say to Jing Ming but couldn't tell them.

I didn't expect that an ordinary little beggar was the protagonist in the story, and sometimes, the encounters in life were wonderful.

In the middle of the ring, Jing Ming pushed the person out, took a roll in his hand, and handed it to Seventeen.

Seventeen looked at his expression, and it seemed that something was wrong.