The night is already deep, the moonlight is hazy as if drunk, the plane tree that has been exposed to the sunshine of the day, finally cooled down, kissed by the wind, this cluster of quiet, the night sky is more and more lonely and cold, the plane tree is slowly becoming depressed, probably winter is coming!

Mo Xiaoxiao was half lying at the head of the bed, she felt that her head was very heavy, as if she weighed a thousand pounds. In her mind, she was still showing the afternoon a few hours ago, He Yuwen's words were like needles, and she felt so painful, she wondered if she had really seen her father if she hadn't been discovered? The man who has never been seen before, will he not know himself, thinking of this, she smiled lightly, hehe, maybe they don't know each other......

He Yuwen finally left with a smile on his face, and there was still a trace of anger between his eyebrows, was he so angry, why did he boil medicine for me, and why did Situ Zhaoyang treat me so well?

He Yuwen Xing may just feel pitiful, just like a rich and noble family sees a few coins thrown by a beggar on the street, do the beggars think they love themselves? No, of course not just thinking you're pathetic. What about Situ Zhaoyang? He's probably like the sun in the sky, and he's good for everyone, isn't he? Isn't he all the same gentleness to those female students, his gentleness is very overflowing and cheap, and what is the warmth? His gentleness is stingy and expensive......

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the clouds outside the window, there were no stars tonight, only a little moonlight, she thought that she should be the most pitiful poor worm in the world, she didn't want to make trouble for Situ Zhaoyang, his gentleness still had to be left to those female students, what else was the warmth, he seemed to hate himself very much, so what was the point of her staying?

She remembers when she was very young, her mother said before she left, try not to cause trouble to others, otherwise after a long time, you will become a big trouble that everyone avoids......

She's decided to get out of here......

Stepping on the waning moon and stargazing, she decided to go alone to find her last bit of light, the light given by others is uncertain after all, maybe it will be extinguished one day......

She put on a thick coat, tiptoed and gently pushed open the door behind her, her room was in the side room on the far left, there were several miscellaneous rooms away from He Yuwen and Situ Zhaoyang's house, and all the living beings were already asleep, so no one could hear the sound of her gentle footsteps when she opened the door quietly......

The wind in the late autumn is really cold, just as cold-blooded as He Yuwen, who has no feelings, the grass, trees, insects, and fish probably hate such a cold wind, Mo Xiaoxiao thought so.

There were no accidents and no waves along the way, she relied on her memory of the road and slowly groped her way to the gate, and even the gatekeeper slept peacefully on the chair.

The Jiangyuan is really luxurious, the night is empty and the lights are still so bright, do you want to illuminate all the lonely people to escape from this floating dust......

Coming out of the Jiang Courtyard, I don't know if I have been walking for a long time, Mo Xiaoxiao just felt that his body was slowly getting hot, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter. It turned out that it had already walked to the street of the market, the noise of the market was shining in the evening smoke, this city did not need to rest, it was still singing and dancing, the rickshaw was not resting, selling supper and doing small business was also, and some bustling nightclubs were singing and dancing lively.

Mo Xiaoxiao squatted at the corner of the city, watching the flow of people coming and going, feeling lost and free in her heart, not as unhappy as she imagined, isn't it?

To gain something is to lose something, and only what is exchanged for equal value is valuable and meaningful.

At this time, a woman came over, a woman dressed in thick rouge swayed her body and walked over, she didn't even look at Mo Xiaoxiao, just shook her head and took out two coins from her bag, threw them in front of her, and swayed away.

Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little bitter in her heart, did she treat her as a beggar? She did look like a poor little beggar now, and she suddenly did not alike it, but felt that the smell of rouge mixed with the slightest hint of tobacco in her body did not seem so unpleasant.

Just as she was about to reach out and pick up the two coins on the ground, out of nowhere came an old beggar, unkempt and rotten, and his beard as long as his hair......

"Dead beggar, get out of the way, dare to occupy Lao Tzu's position, do you know that this position is Lao Tzu's ...... from the beginning of its existence"

The old beggar scolded and snatched Mo Xiaoxiao's money, and kicked her to drive her away, obviously he thought that this position had a better chance of getting money......

Mo Xiaoxiao had mixed feelings in her heart, there were too many people like this, there were too many people like ants, there were too many people in this city, there were even more extravagant people, and there were countless people who couldn't eat like this......

She was a little sad, not because she was robbed of the money she had begged for by the old beggar, after all, the money didn't seem to be so bright, but it was a joke that the person who was struggling on the verge of death still wanted to be bright or not.

"Sister......

When Mo Xiaoxiao was on the side of the road and didn't know where to go, an immature voice twisted her head.

"Is my sister new here?"

Mo Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw a little boy with ragged clothes and messy hair standing in the dark and asking her cautiously and tentatively, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but from his slightly trembling tone, he knew that he was a little scared.

"Which kid are you?"

Mo Xiaoxiao asked softly towards the child along the line of voice.

"I'm not anyone's child, I'm a little beggar, and my family lives in Qiaotou in the east."

The little beggar listened to Mo Xiaoxiao's gentle and peaceful appearance, and his voice became louder, obviously no longer so afraid.

"Then are you living alone?"

Mo Xiaoxiao asked softly while squatting down.

"Well, I don't have parents, I was very young and asked for food with that stupid mother-in-law, she said I picked it up by her, but she died a month ago, it was a fall to her death......"

When the little boy spoke, his voice began to choke, and the feeling of being helpless and standing alone Mo Xiaoxiao knew it.

Mo Xiaoxiao walked over slowly, the little boy wiped his tears with his hands, he may not know the meaning of death, but he just knew that she would never get up again, would not talk to him, and would not live with him.

"You tell my sister, how old are you and what is your name?"

The little boy sobbed in response to her.

"They all call me little radish, I'm 9 years old, and my mother-in-law said that the New Year is my birthday, because I can eat rock sugar gourd during the New Year."

"Little radish, you are a boy who can't shed tears casually, you know, when you grow up, you will be a man, crying and crying like a little girl."

Mo Xiaoxiao said softly while arranging his rolled collar for him.

"Sister, you are also a new beggar, because I saw you being bullied by the old beggar, it doesn't matter because I am often bullied by other beggars, and sometimes I am beaten, but I am still young and recover quickly."

The little boy was not sad when he talked about this, but comforted her, he was much stronger than her, she was suddenly a little sad, such a little boy was really distressing.

"Little radish is amazing!"

"Sister, come with me, let's have dinner together, I can protect you when I grow up......"

The tears in the little boy's eyes had not dried when he said this, his eyes were blinking, there was light in his eyes, and there was a smile on his face, he did not feel pain, he felt very happy.

You see, happiness is so simple, and adult happiness is so expensive.

"Then you take your sister to your house!"

"Okay, sister, I'll take you away."

A small and a small and a little emaciated figure walked in this still busy city, so ordinary and inconspicuous, he told her something funny, she couldn't laugh straight up, the lights flickered, the moon was buried directly in the clouds and didn't come out, she hadn't laughed like this for a long time.

They are two identical souls......

The farther east, the lights became dimmer, the bustle became farther and farther away, and the hustle and bustle became less and less, in exchange for a clean side, and a hint of wind from the river.

"Sister, did you see it there, in the bridge cave on the very edge."

Little Radish pointed to the bridge hole at the place of Yan Shan and said happily.

On the bridge, there is still an endless stream of people coming and going, they pick up the lights and laugh, they come and go, and they are lively. Under the bridge, it's a different story.

They live together, the stinky and cramped bridge cave can provide a shelter for those homeless people living on the streets, they are bustling together, they will fight because of an inch of the big place, they scold their mothers in their mouths, their hearts are invisible wounds, they will also be happy for a long time because of a little more things, they live a very simple and casual and very pitiful life.

The girl on the bridge, wearing gold and silver, is tired of eating big fish and meat, and is happy and mediocre in the days of drunkenness and gold.

"Sister come here......"

The little radish called Mo Xiaoxiao softly, those old beggars and little beggars were asleep, and a few beggars who were dying of illness were moaning and calling, but no one cared, and no one felt noisy, probably not strange.

Mo Xiaoxiao was crowded among the many beggars, the turbid breath infected each other, the fireworks on the bridge were thick, and the soul under the bridge was overflowing his body and drifting away......