"Kaede!"

The wooden camel stiffened, standing in the middle of the street in a daze, like a piece of wood, letting the goose feathers and heavy snow fall on his shoulders, the whole person seemed to have suddenly fallen into evil, and ignored the strange eyes of pedestrians.

He turned slowly, his flowing jet-black hair fluttering in the wind, constantly stirring the snowflakes while also obscuring the amber eyes.

The whole handsome face is hidden in shadows, the contours of the eye sockets are deep and three-dimensional, and the thin lips are tightly pursed, so that people can not see the slightest expression.

At the corner of the alley, a little beggar in ragged clothes, about eight or nine years old, was short and thin, holding two tan nests in his hands, and his dirty face was full of joy.

"Kaede, what do you think I've brought back?" The little beggar's thin arm waved a few times, and shouted happily in the direction of the wooden camel, although his face was pitch black, but the eyes revealed were as clear as a spring, but they were embarrassed and looked extremely smart.

While she ran in a hurry, she didn't even forget to wrap her thin tattered clothes, and covered her hands with her nest head, as if this would make her warmer.

The thin and petite figure spread its legs, snorting and gasping for a few breaths of mist, and after a while, its face became red.

When he was about to pass by the wooden camel, the little beggar's pace suddenly slowed down.

After pursing her lips, she carefully raised her brain melon and glanced at the handsome young man in front of her strangely.

When she came into contact with the other party's eyes, she was like a frightened deer, her eyelashes dodged a few times, and she immediately lowered her head timidly, and trotted towards the side of the street with hurried steps.

"Xiaokui, I said don't go out and run around!"

A weak voice came, mixed with a faint resentment, and an indescribable pampering and self-blame.

Under one of the eaves of the street, the brick walls were blackened and the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow.

Next to a dilapidated stone lion, there was a thinly dressed young man, whose face was pale, his breath was vain, and his speech was weak, obviously accidentally infected with the wind cold.

He was about eleven or twelve years old, his dirty clothes were in tatters, and he couldn't even resist the erosion of wind and snow, and through his clear and stubborn eyes, he could see the tenacity of his heart.

At this time, the boy was coughing loudly, and the incessant coughing made his pale face flush a sickly red.

The incomparably thin and thin figure was tightly curled up in a ball against the corner of the wall, shivering in the cold wind from time to time, which made people feel indescribably distressed.

With frowning brows and pursed lips from time to time, it was clear that his body and mind were suffering from illness.

"Kaede, give it to you!" The little girl trotted a few steps, hurriedly stepped forward as if offering a treasure, and held the hot nest head in her hand to the young man, her eyes full of joy.

The young man struggled to stand up, leaned his back against the wall, and smiled weakly: "Fool, you eat, I'm not hungry." ”

Before the words fell, he pushed the nest head back again, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and looked at the little girl with a doting face.

If you look closely, you will see that the young man's arms and feet do not seem to have half a pair of flesh, and the wind seems to be able to blow him away.

"Don't want it, if Feng doesn't eat it, I won't eat it either." The little girl shook her head firmly, and put her head to the boy's mouth, her face full of stubbornness.

"Aoi, obedient! My brother eats one, and you eat one too, okay? The boy pushed and gave in a few times, but in the end he couldn't resist the little girl, so he had to stretch out his thin arm and take over a nest with a wry smile.

By this time, his fingers had already been frozen, his cheeks were red from the cold, and his body was covered with snowflakes.

"Uh-huh, brother, eat it! When we get better, we'll go find something to eat. Aoi nodded fiercely, puffing out her lovely cheeks, and her big watery eyes were full of joy.

Not far away, the wooden camel looked at the brother and sister in a daze, the expression on his face seemed to be sad and happy, the reflection of the snowflakes in the amber eyes was reflected, and his thoughts did not know where to drift, as if there was no focus at all.

With a squeak, the door of the vermilion lacquered bronze ring suddenly opened, and then a huge head poked out of the crack in the door.

The pockmarked face, fat and strong figure, red face and thick neck, it is Zhang Dazhuang, the cook of Liufu, because he is arrogant and rude, he likes to cook dog meat for pleasure, and he is nicknamed Zhang Butcher.

Butcher Zhang glanced at the eaves in front of the mansion, and when he saw the two brothers and sisters holding the head of the nest, the vicious triangular eyes immediately glared.

"Little rabbit, it's itchy skin, isn't it, why don't you leave?! Say, where did the head of the wowo come from, did you steal it? He rushed out violently, pointing at the young man is scolding.

At the end, he still had a black face and frightened in a strange voice:

"Okay, you guys, you don't learn well at a young age. Lao Tzu will send you to the yamen today and rectify it well! ”

"I ...... My brother is sick, this is a gift from Granny Wang's house next door......" The little girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she suddenly raised her little brain timidly, and when she saw Butcher Zhang squinting over, she quickly lowered her head in fear and twisted her fingers a few times uneasily. The sound became quieter and quieter, and by the time it came on, it was inaudible.

"Caught in the cold?" When Butcher Zhang heard this, his face immediately changed, he waved his hand like a fly, and scolded in his mouth: "Bad luck, it's really bad luck!" Hurry up and go, get out of the morning as soon as possible, otherwise Grandpa Zhang will let you go around without food! ”

As soon as he turned around, when he saw the young man holding the head of the nest, Butcher Zhang was even more angry, and with a flick of his fat palm, he immediately swept the head of the nest to the ground.

After a few grunts, Wowotou rolled all the way down the steps, like an angry little leather ball, and after a while, it crushed the snowflakes and rolled directly to the corner of the street covered with snow.

"Hmph, don't let me see you again!" Butcher Zhang smiled coldly, poked the boy with his stubby bloated fingers, and immediately turned around and walked away.

With a snap, the vermilion lacquer gate was slammed shut in an instant.

From beginning to end, the young man pursed his lips tightly, and did not even say a word except for frowning slightly due to the torture of illness.

It's not that the young man is timid, but he is afraid that if he annoys Butcher Zhang, he will cause his sister to be bullied.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was too weak, if he was in normal times, according to his temperament, he would have stayed in that narrow alley a long time ago, and splitting his head at Butcher Zhang would be a brick.

The cold air wafted in, and the young man covered his mouth and coughed heavily, his face flushed, and he kept coughing loudly, and he looked uncomfortable, as if he was going to cough out his entire heart.

"The weak are not qualified to survive in this world."

An indifferent and hoarse voice suddenly came.

At the main entrance of the house, a bearded man stood on the side of the street, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, he glanced at the two brothers and sisters, and when he passed by, he lightly dropped a word of unknown meaning, and immediately walked into Liu's mansion.

This is the third master of Liu Mansion, known as the unparalleled Liu Sanye of the Iron Palm, the mighty palm technique of splitting mountains and stones with one hand makes him superb, withdrawn and arrogant, and rarely appears in front of people.

"Weak?" The young man lowered his head and muttered silently in his heart, and his fists suddenly clenched tighter and tighter unconsciously.

"Brother, this is for you!" As soon as the door of the mansion was closed, the little girl immediately came over nervously and stuffed her nest head into the young man's hand.

Then, she ran down the steps, following the messy marks on the snow, her bright eyes immediately searching around.

The young man coughed violently a few times, struggled to stand up, and called weakly: "Little Aoi! ”

"Found it!" The girl answered, gently bowed down her petite and thin body, her dirty hands groped in the snow for a while, and suddenly screamed excitedly.

At this moment, the little girl suddenly frowned her thin eyebrows, because she noticed that as the light above her head dimmed, a slender shadow immediately appeared on her right hand, and a pair of delicate calfskin soft boots stepped on the snow, which was even more bright and close in front of her.

Who the hell is it?

The little girl's mind was full of questions, and she immediately raised her face in confusion.

The young man in white with blue stripes lowered his head, the light in his amber eyes flickered, looking at his sword eyebrows, his lips pursed, and there was a sorrow between his eyebrows, as if he had something unspeakable.

The young man had a complicated expression on his face, and he lowered his head slightly at this time, as if he was looking at her.

Isn't this the big brother just now, he looks so good. However, why is his face so pale, he looks so weak, he can't be as sick as his brother, right?

Aoi secretly thought in her heart, she was kind-hearted, and suddenly worried about this big brother.

Why worry about this stranger? Aoi herself was very strange about this question, and even later, she never figured it out in her heart.

After thinking for a while, Aoi quickly picked up the nest head covered with snowflakes, gently flicked the snow slag with her fleshy little hand, looked back at her brother, and immediately stretched out the two frowning eyebrows.

Aoi muttered a few times in her mouth, carefully picked up the nest head, gestured back and forth with her little hand, poof, broke it in half, and immediately picked up a piece and handed it to the young man in white.

She lifted her little brain, a bright smile bloomed on her face, and her dirty face was dazzling in her bright eyes.

"Big brother, are you hungry? This half is for you to eat! ”

Looking at the half of the nest head lying in the palm of the white and tender little hand, the young man in white seemed to be stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the corners of his mouth suddenly tugged slightly, and a complicated expression appeared on his face, and he didn't know whether he wanted to cry or laugh.

"Thank you!" The wooden camel stretched out his slender jade palm and gently took the head of the nest, his narrow eyes hidden in the shadows, and his voice was dry and hoarse.

"Brother, Aoi Er can also help others! I'm not a kid anymore, am I great?! ”

Aoi smiled and waved her hand, and suddenly ran back with a bounce, shouting at the boy while dancing excitedly, like a happy bird.

In the sky, flakes of goose feathers and snow fell down. A terrible wind howled, slicing like a knife.

It's so cold!

The body of the wooden camel stiffened, silently watching the little girl go away, and the white tender fingers gently closed, picked up the nest head sticking to the broken snow slag, and gnawed it heavily.

A bitter taste is transmitted through the nerves and immediately comes from the tip of the tongue. The cold and hard touch, in this cold and snowy land, chewing is more like gnawing on a stone, and it is almost difficult to swallow.

At that moment, it was as if a floodgate suddenly opened in my mind, and those long-term memories that I thought I had forgotten long ago suddenly surged like a flood.

When he turned back and saw that the brother and sister were feasting, the wooden camel turned around and moved a few steps, walked to the street opposite the mansion, and leaned his long body against the wall.

"Damn, hallucinations caused by poisoning? Or the legendary phantom array? Why are all feelings so real? ”

At first, the wooden camel thought that he was just poisoned, or something like a siege formation. But later, he was dejected to find that no matter how he observed and tempted, the world was exactly the same as the real world.

Whether it was the pain, the hunger, the cold, the tiredness, the fresh air, the grass and trees, the crowds on the streets, and the very real touch, all of this was confusing, and even made the wooden camel mistakenly think that the battle he had experienced was actually a nightmare.

"Anyway, am I thanking that monster?"

After thinking about it, the wooden camel glanced at the white jade-like palm, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly. Immediately, he lifted Toshiro's cheek slightly, and let the cold hexagonal snowflake kiss his forehead.

The wooden camel took a breath of air, lifted the head of the nest, which was as cold as iron, and nibbled on it a few times.

The cold wind blows through the neck, and when the mincs are chewed into the stomach, if you taste it carefully, you can even taste a sour salty taste.

After a while, he licked his lips that were cracked by the cold, and after smiling bitterly, a crystal drop of water immediately slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Aoi, it's been a long time......

As soon as the words fell, the whole world was suddenly covered with dense cracks, and in the next moment, it was like a broken mirror, mottled fragments of snowflake paper, falling and collapsing.

I didn't write the feeling I wanted in this chapter at all.,I really want to revise it for a few more days before uploading it.,But... I don't know what it's like when you read it, do you feel like water? Think you're talking about something unrelated? Or do you think it's average, or poorly written? I mainly want to tell a little story about these chapters, which are almost over. Keep filling the pits, digging the pits, thank you all for your ticket subscription comments and clicks! At the same time, I am also very grateful to the friends who subscribed to the genesis, and the friends who supported the other platforms, although there were few people who watched it, but I was still very happy, thank you. I'm very happy, and I remember the support of every book friend! I have been on a business trip for the past few days, and I drank some wine with my colleagues today, and my head is a little dizzy, please forgive me for being late. Sleep, work hard, and there are a lot of characters who haven't appeared