A bungalow stands here, with gray tiles and sallow walls, which look like it has been around for some years. The wooden windows were covered with a layer of paper that made it impossible to see what was inside, and a few cracks crept in the corners, creating holes.

Tong Xiaofeng has not seen such a building, because there are also such buildings in that new city, but it is rare in some prosperous places.

Two people, looking at this old building, one is happy and the other is worried.

Tong Xiaofeng had been thinking about what the old man's sympathy just now meant, maybe when he opened this door, there would be a few powerful or powerful people inside who would beat or kill Chu Xue.

Chu Xue didn't think about it that much at all, she just needed to open the door and hand over the elixir to her sister, perhaps, everything would be beautiful.

"My brother, are you sure you want to let this little girl in? ”

Mengyou's voice suddenly appeared in his ears, startling Tong Xiaofeng. But in the end, he calmed down and calmly analyzed his words. You must know that Mengyou will not lie to him at all except to persuade him to awaken.

Tong Xiaofeng really hoped that Mengyou would mean that there was no one here, but this was impossible, because it was not worth his special reminder. That is, inside are the dead.

Glancing at Chu Xue, who was about to step forward to open the door, his heart was a little struggling, could he go up to stop it? This question kept haunting him.

Time had passed quietly between hesitations, and Chu Xue's hand was on the door.

"Wait ......"

Before the words could be spoken, the door opened, and the crack was so dark that it seemed to be able to swallow up all joy.

He just stood there and watched Chu Xue run in with joy in his heart.

It's like a stone sinking into the sea, everything is so quiet. However, Tong Xiaofeng knew that the waves would appear after this calm.

As he expected, a heart-rending cry came from the door, a sharp sound that seemed to tear Tong Xiaofeng's eardrums, and many people heard it and looked at it, but they didn't meddle because they didn't have that ability.

I don't know if it was because of Chu Xue's influence, Tong Xiaofeng became even more melancholy, and he looked at a corner, where an old man was also observing the situation here.

It was the sympathetic old man just now, he didn't hide it at the moment, tears crossed the old face, and immediately turned around and entered the corner path after meeting Tong Xiaofeng's gaze.

Whether this is out of sympathy or something else, Tong Xiaofeng doesn't know, and he doesn't plan to know, because the most headache for him is the little girl who is crying.

He slowly walked into the house, and what greeted him was a mess, with groceries and cosmetics falling to the ground.

Listening to the source of the cry, Tong Xiaofeng raised his head, Chu Xue lay on the side of the bed and cried bitterly, a lot of tears soaked his sleeves.

In front of her is a young girl, who looks pretty good, but her sickly whiteness makes her look scary, after all, there are still some unshed pink clothes on her face, which looks like a ghost in a thriller movie.

The girl had many bruises on her body, and in some places it was even purple. The clothes were ragged, the outfits were torn to pieces, and large areas of skin were exposed, which made people feel very indecent.

It's a pity that no matter what the world says, she is just a dead person, a person who can never open her eyes.

Tong Xiaofeng didn't expect that the old man's sympathy would come from here, which made him helpless at all. If someone wanted to be unfavorable to Chu Xue, maybe he could use his fists and kicks to help her fight back, but he couldn't make up for the lack of heart.

The cry lingered in her ears for a long time, and Tong Xiaofeng played a supporting role, standing quietly behind her, watching the wonderful performance of the leading actor. Maybe it was because he was too deep in the play that aroused the sadness in his heart, and there were some tears in the corners of his eyes.

Time is the murderer who smooths everything, even the most fragile person has tears when they dry, Chu Xue can't cry anymore, she looks at this ghost-like corpse repeatedly with gloomy eyes.

Tong Xiaofeng wanted to escape, and if he fell so deep, he would never be able to get out of this whirlpool. Because he actually had the idea of wanting to help Chu Xue in his heart, what a dangerous idea this is, he doesn't even know who the enemy is, and he may even incur death for himself. So he decided to go.

A small mirror appeared in the void, and the elixir that glowed emerald green illuminated the slightly gloomy room.

"Maybe I shouldn't bother you at this time, but I should go, and I'll give you back this elixir. ”

When he said this, Tong Xiaofeng's heart was twitching, as if he had made an extremely painful choice.

He was just a man who was born in a new city and was supposed to live his life in an ordinary way. Now that he is allowed to watch this, he naturally can't stand it.

Chu Xue turned around, her eyes were full of death, and she had lost all color, just like when he was wandering on the beach.

"Elixir? What use do I want it? Desperate hope for it has given despair a head start. ”

“......”

Sometimes Tong Xiaofeng felt that Chu Xue's mind did not match her age, and her words showed her old age. But it's also relieved to think about it, living in this world, I'm afraid that every little guy's heart will have to go through a lot of wind and rain.

They looked at each other, neither of them spoke, and their hearts were intertwined with different sorrows. It wasn't until Chu Xue's opening that the silence here was broken.

"Brother Xiaofeng, kill me, the elixir is yours. ”

What a simple request, what a good reward, appeared with a choked voice. If you change someone casually, you will not hesitate to nod your head, after all, this is a great temptation and easy and stress-free conditions.

But Tong Xiaofeng doesn't belong to this world, he cares more about this little girl who gave up everything than this priceless elixir.

"Why, weren't you desperately trying to stay alive before?"

Chu Xue smiled, laughing so miserably.

"I have nothing left, even if I take this elixir out to exchange for gold yuan, I will only be killed, I have no way to live. ”

As he spoke, two droplets of water hung on his smile, and the crying that should have stopped began again.

The grief stung Tong Xiaofeng's heart, it was even more painful than when he cultivated Luo Yuanjin's body, and he even forgot to breathe, and the feeling of suffocation was a little comfortable.

Gritting his teeth, in the end he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, hugged the little girl in front of him, and shared his warmth with her.

"Little girl, are you still willing to believe me?"

I don't know how many times I've heard this, but Chu Xue has never fully trusted Tong Xiaofeng.

Only this time, feeling this warm body temperature under the suppression of sadness really feels like being able to entrust everything.

She hugged her hard, too, nodding her head with tears in her eyes, as if seeking to snuggle.

"Then don't give up hope, you can live. ”

The cry sounded again, and a child of twelve or thirteen years old hugged a boy who was only a few years older than her, and the eyes of the boy showed burning anger and unquenchable sadness.