On the crowded street, he never found the figure in his heart. The hope that rose in Fu Lingshuang's heart at the beginning gradually turned into loss.

"Mei'er, where the hell are you?" He couldn't help but roar at the sky.

His voice made the passers-by around him think that there was something wrong with his brain, and they all cast sympathetic eyes on him. Only one of the figures who was about to walk towards the city gate stiffened.

Fu Lingfeng heard the familiar voice, and after being surprised, he hurriedly turned around to look. But I only saw those unfamiliar faces. I couldn't help but frown.

He heard it right, it was indeed Shiro's voice. He was in the city of Luoyang.

Hearing this important news, Fu Lingfeng left everything behind and planned to stay in the city for the time being, and then go back together after finding Shiro.

In the evening, Fu Lingshuang, who had been looking for a day in the city, still found nothing. He walked back to the ruined temple dejectedly.

In the ruined temple, the little beggar was lying on the ground in a haystack, humming and chirping in pain. And the old beggar was boiling porridge by the fire beside him. The money used to buy rice was contributed by the little beggars.

Seeing Fu Lingshuang coming back, he asked, "Where have you been?" I didn't see a single person for a day. ”

"Find someone!" Fu Lingshuang didn't find anyone, she was very disappointed, and walked to the fire and sat down in a daze.

The little beggar lying next to him asked curiously, "Brother Shiro, who are you looking for?" ”

Fu Lingshuang replied, "My daughter-in-law." ”

"What? Brother Shiro, do you have a daughter-in-law? The little beggar sat up in shock, and because the movement was too loud, the wound on his body was involved, and there was a wail again.

The old beggar said, "What's this, Shiro is not young, it's not normal to have a daughter-in-law." "Yesterday he also said that he was reduced to begging because he was looking for his daughter-in-law.

"You already have a daughter-in-law." After the little beggar was in pain, his eyes were full of loss.

Fu Lingshuang didn't answer, his mind was on finding his daughter-in-law.

There was a pot of porridge boiling on the fire, and the old beggar scooped a bowl and handed it to the little beggar, but no one answered it. He looked at him suspiciously, "Little beggar, why are you stunned, drink porridge." ”

"Oh." The little beggar was weak.

He handed another bowl of porridge to the man in a daze, "Don't be in a daze, it's important to fill your stomach first." "One or two are like this, and the old beggar is also heartbroken.

Yes, eat a full meal first, and then go out to find Mei'er. Fu Lingshuang took the bowl as soon as she took it, and she didn't care about the heat, and poured it directly into her stomach.

"You slow down, no one will rob you." The old beggar looked at him as if he was enchanted, and he was also worried about him.

A bowl of porridge is down, Fu Lingshuang is actually not full, but in the past three years, he has been used to starving days, he habitually only eats a little, and he just doesn't die of hunger.

"I'm sleeping." When he had finished eating, he went to the haystack on the other side, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The little beggar looked at him with painful eyes, and he didn't care if the porridge in his hand was cold.

"Girl, you...... It's impossible for you and Shiro, so it's better not to get your hopes up. The old beggar looked at the little beggar and persuaded tactfully.

The little beggar was startled, "Old beggar, you ...... You know my ......" She thought she was very successful in dressing as a man, but she didn't expect to be recognized.

"The old beggar has been mixed in the rivers and lakes for so long, and the male and female can still be distinguished." The old beggar laughed, "From the first time you little girl came to this broken temple, the old beggar saw it." ”

The little beggar was a little embarrassed, "I'm ...... I'm not trying to lie to you, I'm just out of town and have to cover up. ”

"It's okay, girls have to learn to protect themselves."

The two talked for a while, and finally led the topic to Fu Lingshuang, "Shiro is an upright and good person, and his fall into trouble as a beggar is also temporary." And you ......, the old beggar saw that your origin was not simple, and the two of you ...... "If the two of you can make it, it will be done a long time ago."

"Brother Shiro is very good...... "The little beggar doesn't know." used to hold on to a glimmer of hope, and when she recovers as a daughter in the future, she and Brother Shiro will still have a chance to be together. But now she suddenly learned that he already had a daughter-in-law, and he still missed his daughter-in-law, and the blow in her heart can be imagined.

"I can't understand emotional matters." The old beggar sighed, and went to eat porridge.

The little beggar looked at the handsome face that had fallen asleep, and couldn't help but think of the scene when the two met for the first time.

At that time, she had just escaped to Luoyang City, without a trace of money, and she was forced to have no choice, so she could only sneak into the restaurant to eat the overlord meal. Afterwards, because there was no money to pay the bill, he was almost beaten. If Brother Shiro hadn't appeared in time, she would have really been killed. After all, that restaurant was opened by a bully, and he has always been merciless to his subordinates when dealing with people who eat white food.

She remembered that he spoke up, stood in front of her, and took a few blows for her. It was then that he gradually entered her heart.

In the memory, the little beggar gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, it was raining heavily, and although there was a fire in the ruined temple, it could not withstand the invasion of the bitter cold.

The only thin futon was covering the seriously injured little beggar, but the old beggar and Fu Lingshuang had nothing on their bodies, so they could only shrink their bodies to keep warm.

Walking in from the outside, a figure holding an umbrella walked in, he stood at the door of the broken temple, looking at the handsome man with his frozen teeth clenched inside, his eyes overflowing with distress.

"Fool, I'll take you home!"

Fu Lingshuang was half asleep and half awake, and suddenly, he heard a voice that he had not seen for a long time.

It was the voice of the third brother. I still remember when I was a child, the third brother liked to bully him the most. But now he misses him, and his brothers.

Fu Lingfeng untied the black fox fur cloak on his body and covered the haggard man.

A burst of warmth struck, the frozen stiff body gradually warmed up, and Fu Lingshuang's clenched teeth slowly loosened.

"Who are you?" The old beggar woke up quietly and looked at this uninvited guest.

"He's my brother!" Fu Lingfeng sat on the hay and looked around, he wanted to take a good look at how Shiro had survived in the past few years.

The dilapidated temple, the four leaky walls, a burning black kettle by the fire, and the only way to sleep was hay, not even a quilt to cover the body.

This poor life was even more miserable than when the brothers fled to Beishan Village. Not to mention that Shiro actually went to beg for a bite of food.

Knowing that the man in front of him with an extraordinary appearance and luxurious clothes was Shiro's brother, the old beggar was surprised.

"Can you tell me about Shiro in the past three years?" Fu Lingfeng wanted to know how he, a simple-minded younger brother, had spent the past three years.

The old beggar came back to his senses from his surprise and recounted Shiro's experience in the past three years with a sigh.

Fu Lingfeng's face gradually became gloomy, but the depths of his eyes were full of distress.

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