Phew, I'm finally alive. ”

Mingyan drank the last bit of water in the bowl, felt good, and put the bowl on the table.

Looking up at the humble room, he narrowed his eyelashes and turned his head to look outside.

In the courtyard, the boy raised his axe and was chopping wood.

The sun was scorching and dazzling, and he did physical work, but he did not shed a drop of sweat, his face was always pale, and his eyes were indifferent.

In a trance, Mingyan had an illusion.

The boy was expressionless, not smiling, not angry, like an emotionless robot, repeating the same process,

The big dog circled around him, sometimes opening his mouth to pick up the chopped wood and help him place it aside.

One man and one dog, working quietly.

She suddenly remembered what his grandfather had thought about that day.

"My Xiaomo, his parents left early since he was a child, and he is a little more sensible than children of the same age, he is not in good health, and the living conditions at home are not very good, and he often can't eat enough three meals a day...... He's a bitter child, and grandpa is so verbose, I hope you can help grandpa take care of him more at school. ”

"He doesn't like to talk, but his heart is not bad, but he is not very good at expressing himself, alas, his character is because of the environment, and the dolls in the village as big as him don't like to talk to him very much, play with him......"

Mingyan walked outside the door, slowly squatted down, put her hands on her cheeks, looked at the young man in front of her, and said, "Li Xiaomo, how old are you?" ”

Li Mo kept chopping wood, and his voice was cold, "Fifteen." ”

It's as big as the heroine.

Mingyan asked, "Where's Grandpa?" ”

"Sleep."

"I heard that I want to go to the town when I am in junior high school, there is only one school in the town, and you are the same year as Sister Xiaoxin, so you should be in the same class as her." She analyzed.

When Li Mo heard this, he stood his axe on the ground and looked at her indifferently.

Mingyan didn't know why, and blinked in confusion, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

Li Mo lowered his thick and long eyelashes, covering the color of his eyes, and his face became more and more cold and detached, and he didn't look close.

The color of the lips is pale to white, revealing an abnormal morbidity, and there is a weak beauty.

This teenager has a good appearance.

Even if his personality is too cold, there should be many people who are willing to be friends with him in front of this face.

So, why don't the people of this village want to play with him?

Mingyan's eyes fell on his pale lips, went into the house and poured a glass of water, thought about it, and put one inside.

A moment later, the sound of chopping wood was heard again behind him.

She listened and sighed inexplicably.

This person really doesn't know how to take care of himself, obviously his body is so weak, he still doesn't rest, and he doesn't even drink saliva.

Do you want to exhaust yourself to death?

After Mingyan waited for the sugar to melt, she walked out with water and raised it to his mouth, "Li Xiaomo, drink some water." ”

Li Mo looked at her and was about to say something, but the girl seemed to think that he didn't want to drink, so she immediately forcibly fed him to drink.

Cool, sweet water pours into the throat and flows down the stomach, reducing the stuffiness in the body.

"It's strange, you don't sweat with such a big sun, wow, your skin is still so cold."

Mingyan touched his face, her eyes full of amazement.

Li Mo froze, immediately took a step back, and pursed his moist and slightly colored lips.

She didn't care about his alienation, she gave him the bowl and tore open a bag of bread, "This is a bean paste flavor, it's very delicious, you can taste it." ”

Li Mo didn't take the bread, raised his head and drank the water, and walked into the house, his hanging hand being held by a warm and soft little hand.

The man said softly, "Li Xiaomo, let me tell you a secret. ”