I didn't drive, and it was only a short 10-minute walk from Liu Mei's house. I want to blow a cold wind, tonight the man in black told us something we didn't know before, I was very surprised, it takes some time to digest, and at the same time, I also want to spend a while with Liu Mei. I guess I'm in the mood now, it's hard to turn over the bed board anymore.

When you get to Liu Mei's house, you have to pass through a culvert when you walk. I've never liked this culvert, especially at night, with its dim lights and cold winds, and it goes below the horizon, like the mouth of a cemetery. I felt very uncomfortable. Today, too, I crossed my arms and walked quickly towards the culvert.

Turning a corner, I saw a male beggar, wearing all kinds of clothes, some summer and some winter, all of which could not be torn anymore, his hair was messy, black, dirty, and long, and he was holding a child of five or six years old in his arms, who could not see male and female, and his body was like a miniature version of a male beggar, with different shoes on his feet, and the clothes of the disproportionate adults. The male beggar hugged him tightly, and the little beggar also hugged the male beggar to death.

My heart suddenly trembled a little. Although this culvert does not leak rain, the cold wind still blows from both sides from time to time. It's not much better than the outside. I stopped in front of them, and the male beggar looked at me with his cloudy but resolute eyes, his face as if he had been under a coal kiln, and his hair was messy over his face. The little beggar in his arms was still holding him tightly, as if he was trembling.

I crouched down and asked kindly, "Are you hungry?" It was a long time before he looked at me with a dull look of wonder and nodded. I sighed and said, "You wait here for a while, and I'll be back shortly." "I ran out of the culvert and bought bread, milk and some fruit at a supermarket. Carrying a big bag of things back to the culvert. They still sit in the culvert, as if the old monk had been doing penance for decades.

I crouched down again, took out the food and drink and said, "Take it." The beggar looked at me incredulously, wanted to say something, opened his mouth and swallowed it back. He turned the little beggar in his arms over and shook the little beggar, I looked at the little beggar and didn't wake up, thinking that he was sleeping too soundly, but when I saw the little beggar's dirty face flushed, my heart tightened. The beggar panicked for a long time the child in his arms, the little beggar still did not wake up, I immediately went to touch the little beggar's forehead, it was already burning hot, I rolled the little beggar's eyelids again, and was already unconscious.

I didn't hesitate at all, absolutely not, when I diagnosed the little beggar as having fallen into a coma due to fever, my first instinct was to take out the phone and dial 120. The little beggar had a terrible fever, and I asked the beggar, "When did he start having a fever?" The beggar held back for a long time before telling me in stammering Shandong: "It's been four ~ five days~~." "When was your last meal?" "Yesterday~night."

Looking at the thin face and skinny hands of the little beggar who was only five or six years old in his arms, I really didn't know what to say. The same child, how to ...... Other people's lives are lives, and this child's lives are also lives. I said, "It's okay, the ambulance will be coming soon, he'll be fine." "Actually, I don't know what to say, and my heart is muddy.

After about five minutes, the ambulance came, and when they saw the beggar and the child in his arms, they hesitated, not knowing what to do. I said eagerly, "Hurry up, the child in his arms is already burning unconscious." They looked at each other anyway, and suddenly, a little nurse rushed over, ignoring the smell and filth of the beggar, and rushed to the ambulance outside as soon as she took the child in his arms. Her other colleagues saw it and followed helplessly.

When the beggar and I walked out of the culvert, they were giving the little beggar first aid in an ambulance on the side of the road. The little nurse who was holding the little beggar said: "We must take her to the hospital right now, he is in a dangerous condition." I nodded, took the beggar into the car, and said, "Don't worry, I will pay for everything, and you must save this child." ”

I thought to myself, I must go to this child, even if I smash the pot and sell iron, I will save it. I don't know why, but I never liked this kid dying like this. At that time, I had already thought about it, the bank still had more than 3 million, and the urine jar was still worth more than 20 million, even if it was not enough, I would take Dorjee and the man in black to rob the tomb, and I didn't believe that there was no money. What bullshit laws don't matter in my heart anymore, this child's life is the most important.

The lights in the emergency room kept on, and I called Liu Mei and said, "I'm outside the emergency room of the hospital now, and I saved a child just now." Not long after hanging up the phone, Liu Mei also came. I pointed to the beggar in the corner and said, "He has a child in his arms, he has been burning for four or five days, I found him unconscious, and now he is in the emergency room." Liu Mei took my arm and said euphemistically: "Your heart is so kind." "I suddenly wanted to cry, but I held back it. That's a kid after all, what's wrong? If you kill someone, you still have to prevent fire, and if you steal someone else's things, you won't receive such a sin.

The beggar in the corner ate something, and with difficulty took out a piece of paper from the broken one, Zou Zou's Baba's, it seems that it has been left for many years, and he still keeps it intact. He lowered the paper to me, and I took it and saw that it was a figure of eight, and according to age, it should be the child.

When I read this figure, my heart ached again. The beggar will not know that I am a fortune teller, what a great irony for me. I took a look, and the child had just passed the age of five. Then he folded the paper, and at this time, the beggar said, "He was picked up by me five years ago~~ when I was ~~ picking up garbage, and at that time~~ except for a package~~ and some money, all that was left was this piece of paper." "I really can't imagine how a beggar lives with a baby.

I held the paper tightly, tears rolling in my eyes, and I held back. Even if this child comes out of hell, then he should have suffered all the guilt in hell before he was reincarnated, and he should not have come to this world to start suffering. I can't save the suffering people all over the world, but I just do my best to help those in need.

He can save a life as a beggar, what about me? I don't know how to evaluate myself anymore. I just want that kid to get better. A little beggar who never knew each other, an insignificant life, must not give up easily. That's what I thought in the moment. My heart kept praying, I kept praying......

The lights in the emergency room went out, and the little beggar did not come back to life...... At that moment, the beggar crouched in the corner and began to cry.

I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I kept saying in my heart: "He's just a child, a child...... A child. Liu Mei saw me crying, took out a tissue to wipe it for me, and asked, "Ze, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?" I couldn't hold back any longer, I threw myself into Liu Mei's arms, grew my mouth, and wanted to cry, but I couldn't make a sound, and my tears wet Liu Mei's clothes. Liu Mei hugged my head and kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Sometimes, crying is also a cathartic way, and when the crying is over, it is calm. I don't believe in evil, so I opened the eye of heaven to prove whether the child had left or not. When I looked up and saw the beggar crying in the corner, I saw a ghost, floating around him, circling around him—the ghost of a child. Suddenly, the ghost turned into a ray of light and flew into the distance....... for a week, and for a whole week I was silent in grief. Dorjee said that I gradually gained the heart of a Buddha and knew to have compassion for sentient beings. I think it's bullshit, I just pity that kid. Dorjee said, "It's the same, the Buddha also took pity on the world at the beginning. He Qingqian, the man in black, didn't say anything, just kept looking out the window into the distance...... Liu Mei said that my heart is very kind, and she feels very happy to be with me. The fat man said that I was sentimental, like Jia Baoyu. Zhuang Xiaoyue just sighed.

The colleagues in the office were silent, only Hu Yin sighed like Zhuang Xiaoyue.

I felt that my heart had changed a little at that moment. Really, it seems that another seed has been planted in my heart. I don't know what the seed is called, I don't know when it will blossom and bear fruit, and I don't know what kind of fruit it will bear. At least after that night, I was gradually changing, not outwardly, not inwardly, but something fundamental, something spiritual. It's like the soul has been sublimated again. I am still who I am, but deep down, there is a seed that is slowly growing.

I still brag to my female colleagues in the office, and Hu Yin still plays the role of my girlfriend, but I never admit it. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare, I can't, I can't.

It's spring, the weather is gradually getting warmer, my home has been occupied by the man in black He Qingqian, Anyang, Puxin and otaku Dorjee for a long time, so long, I rarely go home to live. They all spent the night at Liu Mei's. Without any suspense, the bed board of Liu Mei's house was turned over, but Liu Mei's was very gentle, wrapped on the bed, like a little sheep, humming and chirping. Liu Mei is like a gentle wife, a model of a good wife and mother. Although we are nine years apart, she sometimes acts like a little woman......

Time passed day by day, and those people no longer moved, as if they had no contact with the world anymore. The man in black is now fully recovered, and he rarely lives in my house, and he goes out from time to time to find no trace. Dorjee is still an otaku, and he met with netizens some time ago. An Yang and Pu Xin have been studying soul demons under the guidance of the man in black recently, and I heard that the progress is also good. I've also begun to quiet down and study the mysterious tower, and I hope that through research, I can make progress, at least have the ability to protect myself.