The weather in early spring is still so cold and unexpectedly cold.

The slut huddles in an abandoned and dilapidated house.

The cracks in the four walls cracked, and the cold wind blew in one by one.

The injuries on his body hurt one after another, and he couldn't sleep well all night.

Hungry, cold, and tired, and in such pain. But what can be done? If you continue to live, you can count one day at a time!

Although it was not dawn, this lowly slave went up to the mountain to cut wood.

In the high mountains of April, the weather is cold and the clouds are shrouded in mist.

The fog was so thick that it was impossible to see the scene ahead for a dozen steps.

Moisture envelops the heavens and the earth.

Even though it was so early, there was still the sound of footsteps on the mountain road.

Slow and heavy.

Gradually, I saw the person coming clearly.

It was a man with loose hair, carrying a large bundle of wood that had just been chopped, and walked slowly over.

His clothes were so tattered that they could barely hide his scarred body.

The firewood was too much and too heavy, and it weighed heavily on his body, so that he almost had to walk against the ground.

Walking so hard, but still dragging heavy iron shackles on his feet. From time to time, I am pulled and bumped by things on the ground.

This made it even more difficult for him to walk.

I only ate a little bit of food in the past two days.

Every day is endlessly doing heavy and dirty work, deliberately not allowing himself to rest.

After doing so much work, I was tired, tired and hungry, but I often couldn't find anything to eat.

I finally begged for some food, but it was pitiful, and I could only weigh it and eat it at the same time.

It is enough to continue your life, which is so lowly that it can no longer be despicable.

A gust of cold wind blew, blowing through the mist on the man's thin body.

The foggy and confused mountain scenery is actually very beautiful, confused, and very meaningful.

An ethereal artistic conception.

However, this man did not have the slightest thought or energy to realize these tastes.

He lowered his head, his body almost fell to the ground, and he carried firewood like a hill on his back, and his steps were heavy and difficult.

The cyan mist was so naughty, she had noticed the man a long time ago.

In such a lonely and lonely mountain, few people come.

During this time, every few days the man would come here to chop wood.

This kind of back and forth a few times brought a different kind of fun to the lonely and clear fog.

But this man is too cold.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes were so cold, without the slightest brilliance.

Occasionally raised his eyes to look around, his gaze was also so lonely and cold as frost.

A wisp of cyan mist gently approached him, encircling him. She looked at the man's haggard and lonely face, and wanted to tease him.

Curious, what will this man's smile look like?

The green mist crept close to his forehead,

Gently blew on his forehead......

This man is so sensitive that he actually feels this wisp of lightness!

He looked up,

Stunned, he looked around.

Of course, he didn't see anything.

I saw only a mist like smoke,

Stayed in front of him for a while,

Slowly,

Slowly

Dissipated......

He reached out and touched his forehead, and he actually touched a small drop of water!

He stared blankly at his hands wet with droplets,

These calloused reborn, scarred rough hands,

Fingers soaked with fog.

The vicissitudes of life hurt my heart, and I was faintly throbbing.

He seemed to feel something,

I sensed a different kind of emotion......

He looked up again, his eyes searching for the mist,

The green mist that has disappeared.

He didn't see anything,

Only the valley of silence as before,

There are also the surrounding clouds and fog......

It's all so silent,

Silent......

............

After walking for a long time, I was almost at the bottom of the mountain.

The sun also showed its round face from the clouds.

It squinted its eyes and looked lazily at the earth, all these beings,

Watch them go back and forth, endlessly.

The prisoner was too tired to walk.

He put the mountain of wood off his back and sat down on a stone to rest.

If you don't take this opportunity to take a break and return to the place where the crowd lives, it will be impossible to have a rest on this day.

So much rough and dirty work is still waiting for you!

Trembling, he pulled out a stiff bun from his shirt.

This is the food he begged for yesterday, and he was not willing to eat it, so he kept it for today.

"Woo woo woo", a few faint wails came.

Slut looked around and saw a puppy cowering towards him.

At first glance, it looks like a stray puppy.

Dirty, skinny, skinny.

His body was covered with sick pimples, and some of them were bleeding pus.

There were probably times when there was nothing to eat, and I was cold and hungry. Walked up to the man, stared hungrily at the food in his hand, and whined.

His long, thin tail kept wagging at the lowly man in front of him, who was nowhere nobler than him.

His eyes were full of longing and begging.

The slut looked at it, and then at the piece of bun in his hand that he was reluctant to eat.

He wrenched half of it and threw it to the stray dog.

The man picked up the other half and was about to put it in his mouth, when the puppy had already swallowed the bun in a few bites.

It looked longingly at the half of the bun in the man's hand.

The man was stunned for a moment when he saw it like this.

But the kind-hearted still couldn't bear it, and threw half of the bun in his hand to it.

The puppy swallowed it again and again. He set his eyes on the food in the man's hand again.

The man sighed and gave it the whole bun.

He stood up, picked up the timber and walked down the hill. Unexpectedly, the puppy followed him, chirping and wagging its tail at him.

Shi Yue: "Oh, I don't have it!"

He looked at the poor puppy, "I've given it all to you, and I don't have anything to eat myself." ”

But the dog followed him closely.

It's so weak and pitiful.

The thin tail wagged desperately at the lowly man.

Shi Yue understood what it meant, this puppy wanted to follow him!

But......

Shi Yue: "Don't follow me, I can't support myself, I can't support you!"

The puppy still followed.

Shi Yue's tears welled up all of a sudden.

"Oh!"

He looked at the puppy with pity, "Don't follow me, I can't protect myself, how can I protect you!"

"Let's go! It's not that I don't want to raise you. ”

"I really don't have the ability!"

The poor puppy seemed to understand him.

It looked at the scrawny, ragged man in front of it and saw his teary eyes.

It stopped following it.

It stared blankly, and the man in front of him, who was carrying a heavy load, walked away from him step by step......

"Woohoo"

It still couldn't stop, a low wail.

............

I finally got to the place where the crowd gathered.

After going down this hillside and crossing Tianba, you will arrive at the Su family's mansion.

Shi Yue carried the firewood on his back and walked down the hill.

He saw the children in front of him playing there.

The child saw him and hugged him.

"Phew!

"Look, Blackheart Snake!"

The group of children gathered around him, laughing and laughing.

The lowly man knelt down to them.

"Big flower face, ugly monster!"

The ignorant urchin picked up the rubble and mud on the ground and threw it at him.

The man was carrying heavy firewood, and he couldn't hide, let alone block it.

The naughty boy spat at him, "The black-hearted snake, the smiling wolf, killed all the good brothers of Fuyun, and sucked up the blood and tears of his wife and children." ”

"Slut!

"Traitor!

The insulting words in front of him, this man can still tolerate it. But the child's crisp voice: "Traitor!

This sentence hit his heart like a lightning strike.

At this moment, his heart was like a thousand pieces, dripping with blood, and it was really an indescribable pain.

At this time, the daughter of the Su family and the maid Bai Bai happened to walk over here.

When Su Jinmeng saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward and scolded these naughty boys: "What are you doing! Go away! Little naughty boy, how can you say such cheap words!"

Seeing that it was the mistress of the manor, the urchin ran away with a "coax".

Su Jinmeng asked the kneeling slut, "Are you okay?"

The insulted and despicable man raised his head, his face was so ugly, and his eyes were so pathetic.

The words of these naughty boys hit him so hard that he did not kowtow to the noble mistress in front of him as before, nor did he ask her permission, and he stood up tremblingly.

"No,"

He sobbed his lips, as if he was justifying the people around him, and as if he was talking to himself.

"I'm not a traitor!

He said to himself, his face aching, but numb as he walked forward.

"No, no, I'm not a traitor!"

He muttered to himself,

The steps of the walk forward were so heavy and staggering.

The iron shackles on his feet hung on the ground,

Scratched the ground, scratched and heartbroken.

He walked to the front, and the urchins gathered around him again, following him.

"Ugly monsters, big flower face!"

"Black-hearted snake, slut!"

"Great traitor!"

These words haunted this man, and he couldn't get rid of it, and he couldn't shake it off.

He walked forward numbly, letting the vicious words whisper in his ears.

There was no resistance, and there was no expulsion.

He staggered forward, unable to stand steadily, and seemed to fall to the ground at any moment.

The scarred bare feet stepped on the ground of gravel and thorns, and I didn't know if it hurt or not.

The back of the body was pressed by the wood, and it looked so lonely and painful.

Su Rumeng, who has been watching him walk so alone, is really heartbroken.

"This black-hearted snake looks really terrifying, and its face is broken!"

"It's dirty!"

The girl ring beside her also took a sip of water towards the man in front of her,

"What a slut!"

The daughter of the Su family didn't speak, she kept looking at the lone man in front of her, her face was so sad.

What has long been difficult to hide in his eyes is that he has to forcibly suppress it,

Tears faintly.