Gu Qingjing knew that he was comforting himself, but he still couldn't support a smile to respond to his thoughtfulness.

The flowers will bloom again after they are gone, but this spring will never go back.

……

The joy of reunion was short-lived, and after the next day, it was difficult for Chixiao to see Gu Qingjing.

His health was not good, but after such a bad time, he became a sick seedling, and it took half a month to recuperate.

I haven't seen Gu Qingjing for three days, and the last time we saw him was when he woke up in his sleep and found that someone who didn't know when he came back was sitting on the edge of the bed and getting dressed.

After seeing him wake up, Gu Qingjing turned around and gave him a hug, and then left the room.

It was so short that he felt like he was in a dream.

"Forget it."

No one paid attention to him, so he went to play by himself.

He wrapped himself up and went out.

The moment Tui Gu Fu walked out, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, only two or three people walked by on the most prosperous street in the past, and most of the shops on the left and right of the street were closed.

It's like stumbling into a ghost town at 12 a.m.

Chixiao was wandering around the street like a lonely ghost, and suddenly heard a cry.

He thought it was the baby crying, so he didn't care, but the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong, the child cried so loudly, but he couldn't hear any movement of the adults, he followed the sound and was surprised to find that the cry came from a garbage can.

He stood beside the trash can in a daze for a while, and suddenly realized that there were no mobile phones in this era, and tape recorders were uncommon high-end gadgets, so this sound must be real!

He bent down to look for it layer by layer, and now the quilt finally saw the truth of the cry.

A child in a floral padded jacket.

He bent down to take the child out, because he didn't know how to hold the child, the process was a little difficult, but fortunately the child was obedient and didn't cry in his arms.

He glanced around suspiciously, but saw no one.

I was about to ask someone, but when I looked up, I unexpectedly saw an old man sitting in the hut at the end of the alley.

The old man knocked on the tasteless white melon seeds and stared at him with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Don't look, no one wants it."

"The female doll was originally a money-loser, not to mention that at this time, it is kind to eat people directly as meat if they are not hungry."

After saying that, the old man suddenly laughed deeply.

"Have you ever heard that in times of famine, everyone swapped children for food...... Hahahaha. ”

A flash of disgust flashed in Chixiao's eyes, and he covered the girl's ears and walked quickly out of the alley.

The old man's laughter continued, ringing in the alley like a ghost.

Chixiao looked down at the half-grown child in his arms.

He was wearing clothes that didn't fit at all, the boy's style was supposed to be the old clothes worn by older children, his hair was cut to pieces, like dog-gnawed hair, his little face was bruised from the cold, and his lips were cracked and oozing blood.

She seemed to understand the old man's words, and she didn't cry or make trouble in Chixiao's arms, staring at him with a pair of teary eyes.

Like a discarded stray dog.

"Look at what you see."

She couldn't speak, her small eyes shrunk.

Chixiao pursed her lips and smiled.

"Afraid of what?"

Her eyes glazed over, as if she had seen something she had never seen before.