In a dilapidated thatched house, a skinny child in tattered clothes sits on his knees, guarding the motionless woman in front of him.

It's an August day, and it's still a little hot.

Flies flew and stopped on the woman's bloodless face, and the little boy raised his hand to chase away.

The woman seemed to be breathless, but the little boy was holding her hand tightly, and that hand had no warmth at all, but he seemed to have great strength.

It can drive away all fear in the heart.

The woman seemed motionless, but the memories in her mind kept turning like a marquee.

Jiang Lanqing was excited and opened his eyes.

I saw a child with long hair, three or four years old, dressed in tatters, but eyes as bright as obsidian.

Her instinct told her that it was the child in front of her who brought her out of the darkness.

She and the priest perished, lost in endless darkness, and after a long time, a small strong hand grasped her tightly and led her out of the darkness.

When the little boy saw the woman wake up, his obsidian eyes sparkled with joy.

Jiang Lanqing felt the dryness in his throat and mouth, and said, "Can you pour me a glass of water?" ”

As soon as she spoke, she was startled by the hoarse voice of her own.

When the little boy heard her voice, he quickly got up and walked outside, and soon came in with a bowl of water.

Jiang Lan Qingqiang stood up and took the bowl handed over by the little boy.

Opening, look at this four-walled house, it's good to have a bowl with a gap.

The bowl is not clean, except for two people, the surroundings are quiet, presumably no one else, no one washes, understandable.

The water has a strange smell, forget it, for Jiang Lanqing, who is thirsty, he can bear it.

After a few sips of the strange-tasting water, he lay down again and let his body recover.

The little boy stretched out his hand and applied it to Jiang Lanqing's forehead.

Jiang Lanqing saw worry in his eyes, for a long time, he hadn't seen anyone worry about her, or in the eyes of a three- or four-year-old child.

Sighing lightly, since her two-year-old father went to the coal hole to dig coal and crush the death hole, her mother remarried, leaving her and her brother to rely on each other.

Later, she became ill and couldn't walk with her legs, and gradually became withdrawn, and she couldn't get along with people except her brother.

Now the little boy in front of him is showing great care, what should she do?

Jiang Lan Qingqiang pulled out a smile: "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

"Gollum" Jiang Lan cleared her stomach and sang the empty city plan, she touched her stomach with an embarrassed face: "Do you have anything to eat?" ”

The boy thought for a moment, then shook his head, then stood up and turned to run outside.

Jiang Lanqing wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but he had already run away, listening to the footsteps gradually moving away, she also fell into deep thought.

Who was the man who strengthened her in the dream? No, to be precise, it strengthened the original body, maybe her soul was reborn in the original body, and the picture she saw was only the picture that the original body saw.

The man galloped through her body, and she wanted to push him away, but she couldn't exert any strength in her body, so she could only endure the man's roughness.

Except for those bloodthirsty and cold eyes, I can't remember the man's appearance, as if it is covered with a layer of mist, so that people can't peep.

A sound of footsteps came from outside, pulling Jiang Lanqing's thoughts back.

Jiang Jingshuo ran to the door with four sweet potatoes in his arms, and saw his mother with her eyes closed on the bed.

couldn't help but light his steps and approached cautiously, for fear of disturbing his mother.