Life History (2)

As the two soldiers approached the closet, Ishino felt his heart beat like a drum, and he tried to hold his heart down with his hand to make the sound quieter. The two soldiers finally approached the closet and opened it with their guns. What catches my eye is a pile of tattered clothes, and the only thing that can be seen is a suit, but it is also covered with dust. A soldier slowly carried his gun back to his shoulder.

"The poor ghost still makes a good cupboard. Phew!" The other soldier smiled helplessly, just about to take his gun back. As a result, I scraped the handle of the cabinet and jingled the bell...... The doorknob fell to the floor, and some golden powder fell out, revealing the silver-white color inside. In front of the door handle, yellow sawdust was exposed. "The handles are iron, and the cabinets are of rotten wood, not mahogany. The two soldiers looked at each other. "Poor ghost, die to save face. If it is fake, it will be replaced. The two soldiers came to the same conclusion, so they stopped searching the place and decided to go back.

The footsteps faded away, and Ishino and the little girl's hearts gradually relaxed. "It's dangerous. Yi Xiao touched the sweat overflowing from his forehead, the sweat felt cold, and his hands and feet were cold...... This is the real fear, the fear between life and death. At this time, he remembered the little girl beside him, he slowly moved the cabinet, a ray of light shone into the small bathroom, and he saw the little girl lying quietly in the corner, her body curled up. Yi Xiao looked at the little girl silently, probed the little girl's snort with her hand, and felt the gentle heat on the tips of her fingers. The little girl was just asleep, probably frightened. Yi Xiao touched the back of his head and smiled helplessly. I really didn't expect that he actually saved a person, and he was still a little girl.

Then, Ishino looked at the packages of leftover food in the bathroom, picked them up, and prepared to put them in the trash. When he was about to let go, something suddenly remembered. He rummaged through his home again and found a small shovel that he had bought when he wanted to grow flowers. However, this is not realistic, although shovels are not expensive, but there is no point in raising flowers, so this meaningless hobby was quickly abandoned by him.

Now, this little shovel is finally useful. When he returned to the house, he found that the little girl was awake, but she remained in her original position, her eyes looking around, but her body was still trembling. "Hey, what's your name?" the little girl looked at Ishino, but she still looked very scared. "Don't be afraid, they're gone. The little girl stood up tremblingly and looked around as if nothing had changed.

Then, the little girl looked at Yi Xiao again and slowly spit out a few words, "Luo Luo." Ishino looked at her and smiled. "Then Luo Luo, would you like to help me pick up some of this garbage?" the little girl looked at Yi Xiao and nodded slowly. Yi Xiao picked up a few trash around him, and Luo Luo did the same. Then Ishino walked out the door, "Keep up." A voice came from outside the door.

The little girl followed Ishino out the door until she reached a little farther away from the house, where the ground was not cement, but dirt, and there was a small pit in the ground. Yixiao put the garbage in the small pit, "Well, you can put the garbage here too." The little girl nodded, and put the garbage in her hand into the pit. Ishino used a small shovel to bury the garbage. So no one will find out. Ishino looked at the small shovel in his hand again, which was covered with fresh dirt.

He placed the shovel in a small corner that was hard to spot, then turned around and took the little girl's hand, which instinctively pulled it back. Yi Xiaoleng paused and smiled self-deprecatingly. Then he bent down and looked at the little girl and said gently, "Come back to the house with me, tell me your story?" The little girl looked a little struggling, but after hesitating for a while, she replied in a very soft voice, "Well." Then Ishino took the little girl back to the house where they had been hiding.

The sky gradually became a little softer, and the orange sky seemed very warm, but unfortunately, this was not the time to be warm. Ishino still feels a little unbelievable that he was actually in the middle of a war and saved a little girl. Now, the little girl is sitting next to her, leaning against the wall together. "Now, I say, where are you from?" Ishino silently took out a cigarette and lit it.

The little girl rubbed her tattered clothes. "I don't know, my memory started with begging. "Is it, like this?" Ishino said lightly, puffing on a smoke ring. "Luo Luo, you say, how long can we live?" the little girl gradually saw tears in the corners of her eyes. "I... I do not know. The little girl buried her head deep in her arms, and could faintly hear the immature cry.

Yi Xiao suddenly panicked, "This, I didn't mean to, eh, why are you crying?" Yi Xiao tried so hard to justify something that he didn't even notice that the cigarette in his hand had burned out. "Ahh Seeing this very funny scene, the little girl smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands. At this time, Ishino was blowing into his hands. However, he saw the little girl wiping her tears and smiled. But it was not a smile of relief, because when the little girl wiped her tears, the tears washed away part of the dirt on the little girl's face, making the little girl become a big flower face.

It was getting dark, but Ishino was still leaning against the wall, and the little girl was already breathing evenly. "Now, let me tell you my story. Ishino smiled self-deprecatingly and lit another cigarette. "Mom and Dad should be nice people, right?" the little girl was already asleep, so she couldn't answer. "I'm a little luckier than you, I've seen them, but they're dead. I just stole something, and I was killed. I was across the street watching my dad get killed. Ishino spoke in a calm tone, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"My mother also died, half hungry and half sick. At this time, Yixiao coughed unconsciously. "Actually, after my mother died, I had a much better life. Because, mom won't let you steal. Yi Xiao's tone was still calm, but he didn't know that there were already a little tears in the corners of his eyes. "She doesn't want anything I stole it, how would she die if she wanted it. Ishino's tone was finally no longer calm. At this time, Yi Xiao felt a small hand wiping his tears for him. "Luo Luo, are you awake?" Yi Xiao couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Didn't you fall asleep just now?" "Hehe, I woke up a long time ago." The little girl smiled wickedly, but she looked very cute.

"A lot of times, if you don't pretend to be asleep, you'll be beaten. The little girl's bad habits did not arouse Ishino's disgust, but made Ishino feel a little sympathetic. Ishino touched the little girl's head and continued to tell the story. "After my mother died, I started stealing to get by. Such a life is good, at least much better than begging. Later, I even lived in a slum instead of sleeping on the streets. So, every day I would go to work, and every night I would buy a newspaper with these funny jokes on it. ”

At this time, Yi Xiao looked at the bathroom and said. "Later, one time, when business was really good, I saw it written in the newspaper. I firmly believe that a certain bath will wash away all my sorrows. So I paid the landlord to dig out a bathroom. Ishino covered her forehead with her hand. "I didn't expect to save my life. "Well, that's how life has always been. Until one day, I stole a middle-aged man's wallet and was discovered by a little girl as old as you, and I was beaten. So the next day I saw that you were very unhappy and kicked your bowl, you must think I was a bad person. Ishino kept explaining, not noticing that the little girl had fallen asleep a long time ago.