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Cheyenne, the land that only exists in songs and legends, is a place full of yearning for festivals, and a place that you can't go to in a lifetime. 173

A-Niang said that Cheyenne has the most beautiful flowers in the world, the kindest people, and Abba, who she has never seen, and whenever the name Cheyenne is mentioned, A-Niang's pure and clear blue eyes will be filled with endless tenderness. Even though she has lost a lot of memories, the smile on the corner of Ah Niang's lips is unforgettable, and because of this smile, she remembers a person, a person she met on the day of her most pain and will remember it since.

"Little brother...... paused, muttering familiar and unfamiliar names in his mouth, but his soulless eyes didn't dare to look at Ning Xidrunk.

In her memory, she is the most gentle person who treats her except for A-Niang, how much of a bastard is she, even he chooses to forget?

The drizzle was silent, strung together with fragments of broken memories and turned into a breeze to that afternoon, in the fragrant air, on the inaccessible and dilapidated street corners, the forgotten scenes were replayed.

The water in the iron pot was already boiling, and because a small handful of fragrant rice was placed in the pot, the fragrance was overflowing, and even the miserable life was invisibly much sweeter, which made the hungry little girl very happy. She was sick, and she had not eaten for a day and a night after a high fever in the heavy rain due to the collapse of her family's dilapidated house. When the child was sick, she inevitably had some extravagant hopes, and her extravagant hope was to drink a big bowl of thick fragrant rice porridge instead of rice soup, so A-Niang went out early in the morning to look for fragrant rice.

Gently humming the ballad taught by A-Niang, the little girl looked at the street with anticipation, but what she was looking forward to was not A-Niang's familiar figure, but strange people of different races.

"Girl, run! Your mother has been caught! Be careful and wait for the officers and soldiers to come and arrest you! ”

The two Dayao people only came to remind them kindly, and after speaking, they left in a hurry, leaving the frightened little girl standing by the broken iron cauldron. The first address of the mobile terminal of this mobile phone:

A-Niang...... Captured?

The little body trembled in the wind, tears fell big drops, and no one saw the helplessness and no one sympathized.

Why are they always bullied? Just because the eye color is different from everyone else? The house collapsed, the home was gone, why take her only relative? They just want to find a corner to live together, and they want to live simply!

Sadness, crying, helplessness and despair, as if God wanted to respond to the anger and questioning in the little girl's heart, a touch of light, a handful of tenderness fluttered.

"Come with me, I'll take you to your mother."

Through her tear-soaked fingers, the little girl looked in amazement at the young man in front of her, who was not a few years older than herself, who had long light blonde hair that was as dazzling as the sun, and a serious expression on his fair face, which was more gentle than the green eyes that were as transparent as jade. If it weren't for the anxiety and fear at the moment, the little girl would probably regard this as a dream, and the boy who suddenly appeared as a kind fairy in a dream, indulging in the flattery of being treated gently.

"Aren't you looking for your mother? Come with me, I know where she is. Seeing that the little girl seemed to be afraid, the boy stretched out his hand to her.

There are very few people with this kind of hair color, which is another characteristic of the people who have perished, and if you see such a person, you should immediately think that this is a relative who comes from the same land as Abba. Thinking of what A-Niang had said before, and then looking at the young man's gentle and sincere eyes, the little girl hesitated for a moment and finally stretched out her hand, carefully holding the only remaining kindness in the isolated situation.

The hand was white and slender, warm and soft, and when it was held, he could feel a firm heart but would not be hurt, as if he always touched her after careful consideration, and it always brought tenderness rather than hurt. It's just that at that time, the little girl couldn't imagine how much courage it would take for him to hold this hand every other day.

"Little brother, where is A-Niang?"

"My father-in-law went to save her, and she should be on the way to the government - don't cry, your crying will make your mother feel distressed, understand?"

The little girl snorted and nodded vigorously, squeezing out a smile on her tear-stained face: "Find A-Niang, invite the little brother to drink fragrant rice porridge, and put a lot of fragrant rice." ”

The young man lowered his eyebrows, his palms were slightly forced, and his delicate face looked a little lonely in the afternoon sun.

The girl who was holding her firmly was still too young, and she didn't know that her mother had gone to the street to sing in order to ask for a bowl of fragrant rice for her sick child, just because the food from other races was too rare, and because the mother couldn't bear to look at her daughter's pitiful expression, so there was another cruel racial suppression.

Emperor Yao allowed the remnants of Xia An to wander in Zhongzhou, but they were not allowed to mention the disappeared homeland, which was the law of Da Yao, and it was Xia An's blood and tears.

Violators, Fa-rectification.

The young man who walked through the crowd soon took the little girl to Guanfu Street, and was about to get closer to observe the situation, when suddenly a figure flashed out of the alley and stopped the two.

"The man was saved, in the alley over there." The two of them were also stopped by a young man wearing a cloak to cover his eyebrows, but his tone was much more indifferent. The young man pointed to the alley next to him, and casually stuffed a dagger into the light-haired young man: "There are a lot of people, I'll go to help my father-in-law, and I'll see you in the land temple outside the city later, you be careful yourself." ”

The young man's advice left no room for interjection at all, and before he finished speaking, he turned to leave, and the thin back quickly disappeared, and the indifferent expression frightened the little girl to shrink behind the light-haired young man.

"It's okay, if you don't give up, you're not a bad person, don't be afraid." The young man was still holding the little girl's hand, with a slight smile on his face, "I heard what he said, your mother is in the alley over there, I'll take you to find it, okay?" Come, wipe away your tears first, like a little dirty cat. ”

Squatted down to wipe away the tears for the little girl, and only stood up when the little girl showed a shy smile, gentle and considerate, like a brother.

Xu was relieved to learn the news of the poor mother's rescue, and the two of them were no longer in such a hurry, and the little girl was even more dependent on the young man's side, and her cold little hand tightly grasped the warm palm - if the matter ended like this, then there would not be many twists and turns and pain after that, but God always does not like the word if, when the little girl happily imagined the scene of reunion with her mother, two men in the clothes of the servants rushed into the alley first.

"Ha, Lao Tzu said that this fragrance is familiar, and it is really this woman!"

"You woman is really stupid, hiding in Tibet with such a fragrant Midong, and you are afraid that people will not find you? Tsk, thank you so much for your stupidity, the two brothers accepted this credit, and you will be given a few more valuable cards before and after Halloween. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and tie people up, and when there are more people, will our brothers still benefit?"

The conversation with a hideous laugh was followed by a few screams of struggle and a shrill sound of tearing clothes, the little girl may not understand what it meant, but the boy did, her brows sank, and the dagger clenched in her palm.

Wow –

The blood-stained dagger whispered, and the blood slashed.

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