Chapter 58

On the rainy night, there were no pedestrians on the street, Yin Chenglu was holding an oil umbrella in his hand, and the rain fell on his shoulders one after another, wetting half of his body, and he didn't know it.

Stepping aimlessly on the moss-covered steps, the people on the long street were blocked by the rain in the bricked houses, except for the slight slanting raindrops blown by the wind, the streets were empty and lonely.

It was already dark, only a few old lanterns were swaying back and forth by the rain, the lights and candles were also clearly extinguished, and there were only a few bright spots on the street, which looked even more blurry in the smoke and rain.

There was a huddled figure at the end of the long street, if it weren't for the trembling, Yin Chenglu would have thought that it was just a basket blown by the wind swinging.

Yin Chenglu stretched out his hand, and a few drops of rain fell on his palm, which was cool, and a small flower splashed in his palm, and his palm was wet, and it was dried at the temperature of his palm, and disappeared.

"Meow~" There were a few cats wet by the rain, stretched their waists, lazily called a few times, appeared on the wall, lazily walked, shook off the water droplets on their bodies, and slowly disappeared from the wall.

The huddled figure at the end of the long street, surrounded by several tattered bamboo baskets, leaning on those discarded things, the tattered strips of cloth on his body and those miscellaneous items were surprisingly consistent.

Yin Chenglu stayed in place, the drizzle hit his body obliquely, and his dark blue clothes turned dark from the rain, cold against his skin, and his eyes looked at the position at the end of the place.

Mu Yan curled up around the bamboo basket, there was nothing to cover around, the rain wet the only shelter on his body, and leaned a few times to the corner of the wall, the abandoned things couldn't resist the cold wind, Mu Yan's eyes looked at the front blankly.

She didn't remember what happened before, she said she didn't remember, but she deliberately forgot it, and wanted to bury all those tragic pasts, she didn't have a name, because she was sick, she was sold by traffickers, and finally lost in Yunyang.

Mu Yan looked at the empty long street, looking at it with empty eyes, his body had been a little paralyzed by the wind and rain, and the wounds on his body were faintly painful, but these were not important.

The ground has accumulated one small puddle after another, the raindrops hit it, the water in the puddle overflowed, flowing into a small river on the ground, Mu Yan shrank his feet to his side, his hands were scarred, and he was a little white from the rain, and there was nowhere to hide.

Yin Chenglu didn't know why, as if he was just listening to the call of his heart, his footsteps stopped for a moment, and then he stepped past those puddles, splashing a few transparent splashes, and the splashes hit the ground again, turning into silence again.

If there is a person in this world who is destined to stay in the spotlight, then maybe no matter what situation she is in or what kind of identity she is, he will not allow her to miss it. For example, Yin Chenglu to Mu Yan......

When he walked up to Mu Yan, the thoughts in Yin Chenglu's heart became more and more affirmative, the people in front of him were just ordinary beggars, and even more miserable than those who begged.

The clothes on the body can no longer be called clothes, the tattered ones are just able to cover the body, and they have been tamed by the rain and obediently attached to the body.

The man curled up on the ground couldn't tell his gender, his hair was messy and clinging to his scalp, the rain was dripping down, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Mu Yan's back was tightly pressed against the fallen wall, hoping that he could get a trace of extravagant warmth when he got close, temporarily relieving the pain on his body, stretched out his arm, and wrapped himself up, wet.

Yin Chenglu stood in front of her, did not speak, those strange smells mixed with the smell of moisture penetrated into his nose, Yin Chenglu's brows wrinkled slightly.

The scars on Mu Yan's body were revealed, the surface of the wound was turned out, looking very hideous, there were some dense red spots on the skin, plus scars, I wanted to make people want to take a few steps back.

The expression on Yin Chenglu's face returned to calm, there was no expression of disgust or anything like that, and the first time he saw Mu Yan, he decided that this was the person he wanted.

Yin Chenglu has always believed in his intuition, believing that the extremely depressed person in front of him is what he is looking for, a person who can help him complete his great cause, but he never thought that this would also become the love of his life, and even a pain that will be difficult to heal for a lifetime.

Mu Yan didn't notice the person who was more than a dozen steps away from him, his head was on his knees, his body was trembling unconsciously, and his eyes were a little unable to open when he was hit by the rain.

Yin Chenglu took a few steps forward, the water splashed on Mu Yan's body, even colder, the embroidered boots on Yin Chenglu's feet were stained with some mud, but it did not affect the gorgeous embroidery, and a few gold threads reflected a faint light in the faint moonlight.

Yin Chenglu appeared in front of Mu Yan like a god, and a tall figure appeared in the corner of his eyes, and Mu Yan felt a little strange.

Yin Chenglu stretched out his hand, his voice was like a rainy day, a little cold, and the low one seemed deeper, "Do you want to live?" ”

Mu Yan raised his head, the rain hit his eyes, forcing his eyes to squint into a line, looking up at the handsome face of the person in front of him, he was a little nervous, his body unconsciously retreated, the person in front of him was too dazzling, making himself a little ashamed.

"Yes."

Mu Yan's neck was a little sore, and he tried his best to open his eyes wide, looking at the person in front of him who was not stained with a trace of mud, he only felt that he was in an illusion, a little unreal, but he was unwilling to stay away, and said in a simple voice.

"Can you help me, then?" Mu Yan's originally dead eyes regained a glimmer of light, and he didn't know what to think, so he instantly returned to silence, looked down at Yin Chenglu, and said.

"Yes, but it depends on your own ability, what you can give me, I will give you."

Yin Chenglu said coldly, without a trace of sympathy, looking at Mu Yan's expression, he was just looking at the items that were useful to him, and there was no other emotion.

"What do you want me to do?"

Mu Yan forgot all the pain, all the coldness, and looked at the person in front of him, like a light in the dark, wanting to touch it, but he was afraid of burning.

"You don't have to know now, you'll understand your mission later."

Yin Chenglu's hand was still hanging in the air, and those raindrops hit the arm hanging in the air, coldly piercing into the bone marrow, but he didn't stretch it back.

"Heh, what can I do like this."

Mu Yan looked down at the mottled wounds on his body, those wounds were already red and swollen and a little bruised, and the strange diseases on his body were still spreading, his most valuable thing was probably this life, but where was this life worth.

His eyes were a little dim, and the hope he had was gone, and his head was upturned to bear most of the rain, and the sludge on his face was washed away a little, and there was some pain in his eyes, I don't know why.

"As long as you believe it, you can, and whether you can do it or not depends on yourself."

Yin Chenglu obviously saw her for the first time, but he recognized her existence, and when he heard such an answer, he was not disappointed, and said in a deep voice.

For the first time, Mu Yan began to look directly at himself because of a few words, he was tossed and turned to many places, he saw all kinds of people, he was abused in all kinds of ways, until he was worthless, he was abandoned, and he even forgot that he was a 'human', can he do it?

"What do I get?"

Mu Yan looked up at the god-like Yin Chenglu, and his voice trembled a little.

"Give you a new identity, forget the past, and start over."

In just a few words, Yin Chenglu didn't promise too much, nor did he outline a bright future, but just a few words, Mu Yan's heart trembled a few times, for her now, she is already a walking dead, if she starts again......

"Okay, I'm willing to go with you."

Stretched out his hand full of scars, handed it to the hand that had been suspended in the air for a long time, and put it tremblingly, his hand was cold, as if mixed with a trace of temperature, and that was enough.

"What's your name?"

Yin Chenglu's brows did not furrow at all, nor did he dislike the small skinny hand on his hand, pulled the person on the ground up, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know."

Mu Yan didn't have a name before, and those buyers had given her names, but she didn't want to remember those things, those dark things that made her desperate, and subconsciously buried everything, and shook her head.

"Will you abandon me?"

Like those buyers before, Mu Yan didn't say this sentence, will it be the same this time, if it is useless, it will be thrown into hell again, suffering and not seeing the light of day.

The temperature of the people around him was transmitted, and Mu Yan's cold body recovered a little, and the sludge on his body was stained on his luxurious robe, but Yin Chenglu didn't care at all.

"That's up to you."

Yin Chenglu didn't answer positively, there was no temperature in his eyes, he just looked at the road in front of him, and it was damp as if he wanted to drown here.

There is an umbrella to cover it, Mu Yantou felt the warmth of the shield once, maybe the answer was not what he wanted, but he was slowly relieved in his heart, and he was both nervous and happy, all because of the person in front of him who came to save him.

Unbeknownst to her, Yin Chenglu ended her nightmare before the age of fourteen, but was about to push her to another nightmare.

"I'll give you what you want."

There was silence all the way, the rain on Mu Yan's body seemed to be dried, and he looked at the angular side face, a little inexplicably nervous.

"In the same way, what you need will be served in front of your eyes, and everything is fought for, without exception."

Yin Chenglu's hand was still holding the handle of the umbrella, there was no rise in temperature, and his eyes were still looking at the moss-covered ground in front of him, without any fluctuations.

"I'll take you back to the Yunyang Palace." One sentence cut off the rest of Mu Yan's words, leaving only the ticking sound of the rain hitting the umbrella.