The water in front of her was calm and distant, Song Huai'an remembered herself who used to live in the room, she lived with her grandparents since she was a child, after the death of the two old people, she was alone, she didn't dare to intersect with people, and she didn't want to intersect with people, and she would always live between the square inches of the tall building.

Speaking of which, after she died, she didn't even have a person to collect the body.

Song Huai'an imagined that he would be found a few years later with only a pile of bones left, and then provoked the picture of PC and TV, and laughed silently.

"The little lady is young, what are you doing with such an ugly smile?"

This sudden light made Song Huai'an, who was sitting, pause, and she turned her head, only to find that there was someone sitting next to the tree next to her.

It still looks like a bad old man.

"Leave it to me."

Song Huaian hugged her legs and replied sullenly, thinking that she was the only one around, so she let go of her emotions, but who knew that she was actually seen.

"Look at it, the old man kindly asked, the girl is so fierce,"

As he spoke, the old man moved his legs automatically, pinched a handful of tobacco leaves from the cigarette pouch to fill the tobacco pot, and put it to his mouth.

"Come, come over and give the old man a fire, and the old man won't be as knowledgeable as you girl."

Song Huai'an glanced at the bad old man who continued to talk, and looked at his appearance with a dry tobacco pouch, and couldn't help but think of his grandfather who always took her to the city to do business when he was a child, his eyes were slightly sour, and he quietly wiped it, and then stood up and set him on fire.

When she was a child, she often lit dry tobacco for her grandfather, although there was no firewood or lighter, she was still very skilled in operation.

"Yes, the girl is quite sensible."

Song Huai'an didn't want to worry about this old man, he pursed his lips and looked around, there were no street lights in ancient times, only lanterns were hung on the outside of the main street or Gaomen compound, seeing that the daylight was gone, and the sky was dark, Song Huai'an said kindly.

"It's so dark here, why don't you go to a bright place to rest when you're so old?"

If the light is blind, a fall can be enough.

"Hey, then why is this young girl looking for this dark place and not staying in a bright place?"

Song Huaian listened to the old man's words, pulled the corners of his mouth, and didn't move.

"Don't worry, I'm ugly, and men will be scared away when they look at me."

The old man laughed when he heard this, and the cigarette pouch in his hand shook accordingly, "Okay, okay, what you say is reasonable." But it's getting late, and you won't be worried about it at home? ”

Song Huaian didn't answer, just raised his head to look at the full moon in the sky, patted his ass and stood up.

"I'll go first, old man, it's dark, remember to watch your steps when you go home."

The old man smiled and didn't speak, he took another puff on the cigarette holder, and after glancing at the direction Song Huai'an left, he continued to look at the river in a leisurely manner.

After Song Huai'an returned to the inn, he first went to the shopkeeper, although Prince Jing was rich, but this meal, two or three meals, eating other people's meals, was always short-mouthed, and it was better to break it early.

The shopkeeper was still smiling at Song Huai'an, but when he heard that she was going to settle the bill and leave, his face suddenly became nervous, and he hurriedly asked if the food was not good or the hospitality was not good.

But a decision is a decision.

Song Huaian still resolutely settled the account and said that he would leave early tomorrow morning.

The boss was helpless, but he still kept it again and again, and even offered to be free, and Song Huaian strengthened his determination to leave.

What the hell is this, if it weren't for her determination, she would have almost gotten carried away by the shopkeeper's coaxing.

She didn't know what Kou Jingyu said and did to the shopkeeper.

But she really doesn't want to get too close to him, even if she can take shelter for the time being, but in the future, it's hard to say whether Kou Jingyu can protect herself in the future, after all, Kou Yanzhong is the male number one, and his power in the DPRK is much better than Kou Jingyu.

So, stupid, I'm sorry, whether you are true or fake, we only have one life, and she still wants to take Xiao Qiao for two more years.

After Song Huai'an finished talking to the shopkeeper, he said goodbye and left, but when he was about to go upstairs, he saw Song Huaixin walking towards him.

Maybe it's because they have already met in the afternoon, Song Huai'an's mentality at this time is quite stable, and he doesn't have the feeling of worry and cowardice on weekdays.

"I have something to say to you."

When the two passed by, Song Huai's fluttering words made Song Huai settle down.

She glanced back at Song Huaixin, who was walking outside the inn, and was not sure if she had heard it wrong, but she still followed, as a female partner, or a vicious female partner, the heroine's active invitation was a good opportunity to brush off the heroine's disgust.

Of course, it is best to brush it off, and it is not mandatory to brush it off.

After all, Song Huai'an has always been a young woman with no ideals and ambitions.

Life and death are downbeat, even if you don't accept it.

Song Huai'an, who chased out, actually made up more than a dozen scripts for the heroine to find faults, but when he got to no one, Song Huaixin took out a gilded post from his arms and handed it to her.

"This is the apprenticeship of the Sheng family, with this, you can go to the Sheng family as an apprentice, you are afraid that you are a man who makes a living now, even if you can't learn to be an apprentice in the Sheng Mansion, you can have something to eat."

Song Huai'an looked at the beautiful and graceful woman in front of him, looked at her eyes that were still lonely and detached, and subconsciously spoke, but it was a very bad sentence.

"Why ......"

Hasn't she always hated her?

Song Huai'an didn't understand, one of the few contacts, Song Huai'an saw her high arrogance and self-control, and saw her calm and self-controlled, but he couldn't understand the kind of revenge with virtue in front of him.

Song Huaixin raised her eyebrows slightly, she thought that her sister should be grateful and accept it directly.

It's actually a why......

Speaking of which, the woman in front of her is a little different.

Those eyes, which were always full of greed, became clear at some point, and the delicate and delicate face was no longer bitter.

Is it a disguise?

That's the best acting.

Song Huaixin chuckled, gently rested the post in his hand on Song Huai'an's shoulder, and didn't want to explain more, leaving only a sentence of "It's up to you whether to go or not" and turned away.

The festival on earth is approaching, and the full moon in the sky is like a plate.

Song Huaian looked at the woman who was gradually disappearing into the night, and couldn't help but shout.

"It's so dark, where are you going alone, in case you meet a bad guy?"

It's just that her shout was not answered, Song Huaian thought about the law of immortality of the protagonist, hesitated for a long time, or raised his hand to take off the apprenticeship sticker on his shoulder, turned around and went back to the inn.

The moment Song Huai'an turned around, Song Huaixin's footsteps stopped.

The night is dark, there are only a few red lights at the ferry by the Xichuan River with a faint treacherous halo, the moon shadow is hazy, but there is a very light sound from the empty alley.

"Hypocrisy......"