Thomas looked out the window and replied in his heart, "My greatest strength is perseverance."

Thomas silently finished eating his things, checked out and left in a hurry, he didn't know where to drive when he got in the car, anyway, he was along the road, where he could go.

The car continued to move forward against the heavy snow, and by noon, the snow was obviously smaller, Thomas's speed was not very fast, and the slippery snow on the road was getting harder and harder to walk, Thomas cursed the damn god, complaining that he was alone on Christmas Eve, and he was thinking of his family and friends, and he couldn't call them, or greet them, let alone bless them, and his loneliness made him feel spontaneous, as if he had returned to the helpless battlefield, and had to face all the dangers from all sides.

Thomas, you're lonely.

Yes, it's good to have you, I find you more effective than my psychiatrist.

What is that?

It's ......, it's a doctor, the only doctor in the world who can't help himself.

God can save anyone, just bow your head and confess your sins, and you will be redeemed by God.

If you see a psychiatrist, they won't say that, trust me, he will tell you that he is your God, and they will make you pull out your heart, and then, he will take your heart and look left and right, and tell you, you are sick.

Are they demons?

No, no, the heart here is an adjective, not really......

Thomas was attracted by other scenes, not far away, on the side of the road stood a tightly wrapped child, standing firmly in the wind and snow with a few sheep behind him, the child faced the direction that Thomas was driving from, did not move, just stood silently, watching Thomas's car slowly approach. The sheep behind him were spinning around behind him, not running far around him.

Thomas slowed down and drove past him slowly, and the child followed his car to turn around, Thomas looked in the rearview mirror, and saw that the boy was still looking at his car, Thomas felt something strange and stopped the car.

Affi Miller, there is a situation, and if the situation is not good, you will come to life.

Kindness? Are you talking about the boy?

yes, it's weird, he's been staring at us, we're going to have to go and see, and I seem to be waving to me.

Thomas didn't know if he should stop, after all, he was a wanted man, and he also committed the taboo of a wanted man, which was that he was too ostentatious, flirting with beautiful women, and was now ready to stop the car for a boy. Thomas slowly reversed, the rearview mirror saw a lonely boy standing in the wind and snow, he stared at his car motionlessly, Thomas's car came to him and rolled down the window, the boy in the wind wore a cotton hat, wrapped so that only his small face was exposed, his eyes were bright, and he did not have the slightest fear of the invasion of wind and snow, and the cold weather made his face and nose red from the cold, and the snot had dried between his nose and mouth, and his dry lips had cracked, and there was still undried blood on it, and his body was wearing heavy cotton clothes, High cotton shoes at his feet, he looked very bloated in this dress, with gloves on his hands and a wooden stick, and a small cloth bag on his body.

"Hey, man, do you need help?" Thomas asked.

"Hello sir, I don't need help......" he wiped his nose with the back of his hand, "I think the one who needs help is you, sir." ”

"What? I? Are you sure? "Thomas wondered, we didn't know each other in the wilderness, how did you know I needed help?

The boy looked at Thomas without speaking, and then said, "Yes, sir, I would like to ask you to sit down and rest for a while, and drink a little water by the way, shall you?" ”

"What?" Thomas looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky and at the boy. "Uh...... I think...... "Thomas didn't want to sit with an unknown kid on this damn day, he wanted to refuse to go on his way right away, or maybe it was a trap, maybe his mom and uncle were ambushing around, and then ......

"I have no ill intentions, sir......." The child said to Thomas, Thomas glanced at the surrounding emptiness, all white snow, and the most important thing was that Thomas was aroused by the boy's curiosity, if it was an ordinary person, he would have thought that he was talking to a madman, and immediately accelerated away, Thomas did not do this, his military career made him accustomed to figuring out everything.

"Such a cold day? Is it here? The boy asked with suspicion.

The boy nodded, "Yes, sir, there can be a fire there, and with a fire it won't be cold." The boy didn't wait for Thomas to refuse, then turned back and pointed behind him.

Thomas couldn't refuse the little boy's invitation, so he sighed and nodded reluctantly, rolled up the window and parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car, still holding a pistol behind him, so as not to be attacked in this wilderness, and it is common to use children as bait in the Middle East.

Thomas got out of the car and wrapped his cotton clothes tightly, although the sun was gradually showing a glimmer of light near noon, but the air outside was still so cold, and against the small falling snowflakes, the boy turned and drove the sheep in the direction he pointed.

In an open field, not far from the car, the boy crouched down and began to light a fire, and the sheep still wandered around the boy to find a suitable place to lie down, and in a short time Thomas had snow on his head and shoulders, and he patted the snow on his shoulders and shook his head.

A circle made of stones, with wood and grass in it, the boy easily lit the hay wet with snow water, the hay slowly burned along the grass stem, the boy skillfully used small wooden branches to lead the fire, and slowly the larger branches began to burn, Thomas found the stone next to the fire and cleaned the snow on it with his hands, and sat down, while the boy squatted opposite him, patiently pulling the fire.

"I said, kid, how old are you? What is your name? What are you doing in the wilderness? ”

"Sir, my name is Miller, I'm 11 years old, you see, I am, I'm here watching my flock." The boy looked up in answer to Thomas, and then pointed at the sheep behind him with his stick, as if to say that I was already an adult.

"Okay, Miller, my name is Tommy, and it's nice to meet you here." Thomas laughed at himself and reached out to shake Miller's hand briefly, "Uh, Miller, where's your family?" How could they allow you to come out and herd sheep on such a cold day? ”

"My family is waiting for me to go back, and when my sheep are full, I can go home, sir." The boy said seriously.

"Then what do you do for a living? For example, how to make money? Thomas asked curiously.

"By sheep." Miller was surprised as to why Thomas had asked such stupid questions.

"Is it just a few sheep?" Thomas looked at the flock behind the boy.

"Yes, sir, that's all, seven in all, and they're very disobedient." The boy said as he tugged at the fire, and the fire began to grow.

"Aren't you afraid of encountering wolves here? That's dangerous. Thomas said with concern, putting his hand close to the fire to keep warm.

"Sometimes it's dangerous, sir, but it's not the wolf that's the most dangerous, it's the sheep that suddenly run away, and it's hard to find." The boy's tone was serious and affirmative.

"Do you do that to everyone who passes by here?" Thomas asked curiously.

"Not exactly, sir, sometimes it will, not today, a lot of people who pass by here have their own destinations, I don't think you have, so I want to invite you to come and take a break." Miller's eyes are sincere, not open-mouthed.

"Then how do you know that I have no destination?" Thomas didn't want to admit it, and hearing Miller say that added to the mystery, as if God was here to guide people where they should go.

"Because I'm a good one, sir." Miller still looked at Thomas honestly.

"Well, good sir, how did you know that you just said I had no destination?"

"Take a sip of this first, I guess you're thirsty." The boy took out a water bag and poured himself a glass of water, taking a sip of it himself.

The boy poured another glass and handed it to Thomas, who took the boy's water and didn't drink it, he felt that it was a little uncomfortable to drink such cold water on such a cold day.

Miller looked at him with sincere eyes, and Thomas was once again unable to refuse, so he could only drink it all up. The cold water entered the warm body, and felt a trace of coldness flowing down the mouth to his stomach, the cold in the stomach dispersed in all directions, although the water was very cold, but it was still very refreshing and sweet, Thomas wiped his mouth after drinking, and handed the cup to the boy, the boy took the cup and put it in his satchel, Thomas felt even colder, and put his hand closer to the fire again.

"This water is very good......

"Yes, sir, it's a spring in a mountain stream, and we all love it." Miller saw Thomas's chill and added another piece of wood to make the fire burn a little stronger.

Thomas began to ask the strange boy, "Okay, Miller, let's continue the conversation just now, how do you think I have no destination?" Or where do you think my destination should be? ”

"Sir, I don't know where you're going, can you tell me?"

"Well, it does......" Thomas pouted, not knowing how to answer. I don't know, as you said, I don't have a destination. ”

"Do you have any friends?" The boy asked curiously.

"Uh," Thomas pouted, "yes, yes." ”

"It's not lonely to travel this way, is it?" Miller replied thoughtfully.

"It's okay, it's not lonely." Thomas wondered, did he know about the existence of Alfi Miller?

Obviously I asked, why was this little boy chasing and asking, I want to take back my right to speak.

"Where do you think my destination should be?"

The boy was silent for a while, then looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and said, "Sir, I think you should go west." ”

"Why west, not south or north?" Thomas asked. "Well, this," Miller replied somehow, bowing his head and stirring the wood in the fire with his stick, "It's hard to say, sir. Miller was a little embarrassed.

Thomas couldn't tell Miller why, and he didn't ask any more, "Ha, I don't have anywhere to go anyway, in fact, it's the same everywhere." ”

The boy looked at Thomas puzzled.

"You're not afraid of me, let's say, I'm a murderer or something, give you ......." Thomas tried to be as tactful as he could, not wanting to scare the child.

"No, sir, I don't think you're a bad person, you probably was...... Everyone makes mistakes, and everyone should have the right to repent......" Thomas raised his eyebrows, such a child could say such philosophical things, Miller was embarrassed to continue: "This is what my father told me, I once lost the sheep because of playfulness, and it took me a lot of effort for my father and I to get it back from the mountains, and my father didn't blame me, he only told me this." ”

When Thomas heard this, he also thought of his father, and he smiled knowingly, "Well, thank you...... Miller. ”

"No matter how smooth and rugged the road is, it requires a fearless heart, and sometimes don't be blinded by flatness."

Thomas was amazed and amused that he could utter such profound words from the mouth of a teenage shepherd boy, but his expression was still very persistent in what he was saying.

"This is also ......"

"Yes, that's what my father told me, and he always taught me to be optimistic about your sheep and to do it alone no matter what difficulties I encounter, so that I can be a man, and I think it is very useful."

Thomas nodded and muttered, "yes, your father is nice, isn't he?" ”

"Sometimes." The boy said with a smile.

Thomas got up and said, "All right, sir, it's not early, I still have to hurry, thank you very much for your fire and your water, oh yes, and the direction you gave me, it's nice to meet you." Thomas held out his hand to the boy.

"Me too, glad to help you, sir." The boy took off his gloves and shook hands with Thomas, the boy's hand was so warm.

The boy packed up my things, counted the number of sheep, then took the stick in his hand and beat the sheep's buttocks, and the lazy sheep stood up from the ground with a 'bleat', and the boy drove the sheep away, and turned back to give Thomas a very sincere smile.

"Good luck, excellent." Thomas waved at the boy and shouted.

"You too, Mr. Tommy, you're a good guy who 'got lost.'" The boy also waved and shouted in the distance.

Watching the boy's back drive the sheep into the snowflakes, Thomas returned to the car and started the car to continue on his way, deciding to take the boy's advice and try his luck to the west.

Afef Miller, this thing is very strange, all of a sudden in this place, or in this environment, a child pops up, he seems to be waiting for me on purpose, there must be something strange here, do you think he is a demon? I doubt he's an ordinary boy.

I don't know, but he's warm.

Kelly was suddenly awakened in her sleep by the weight and loud yelling, it was none other than Kerry who woke her up, Kerry lay on him and laughed, watching Kerry's prank succeed, Kelly breathed a sigh of relief and fell heavily on the pillow again, Kerry jumped on Kelly's bed and looked at her sister Kelly happily.