Chapter 8: Warmth in the Winter
Jodar and Danny's voices faded into Jotage's ears, and with the "click" of the stone door, little Jotage could no longer hear the conversation between the two of them.
Joteki's heart seemed to be blocked, and there was a feeling of being out of breath, which was not the effect of magic, but Joteki's mood.
Such mixed emotions could not have existed in a seven-year-old child.
Joteki felt that his body was still out of control, and he tried to open his eyes to see his current situation, but he was afraid that there were still people around him, so he never dared to open his eyes.
It wasn't until Jotchi felt the strange silence here, and slowly he could feel his heartbeat, and his hands and feet were also sensitized.
After the hands and feet were squabbled, the seven-year-old child unconsciously began to move his hands and feet, although it was still very unnatural, but Yotage's hands and feet could already bend naturally.
Suddenly, Jotč's heart beat faster, he wasn't sure if there was anyone in the room, but just now, he did make a move. Yotchi thought to himself, "If someone found out about me just now, what am I afraid of?"
Thinking of this, Jotch opened his eyes.
As soon as his eyes were torn apart, Joteki felt a dazzling white light penetrate his eyes, which made little Joteki feel very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but close his eyes again.
After another moment, Joteki tried to open his eyes again, this time Joteki was on guard, slowly opened his eyes, first let his eyelashes filter the harsh white light, and gradually a pair of eyes were completely open.
The bright light hung directly above Joteki, who had to turn his head sideways and look to one side.
The surroundings were white, the walls were gray-white gray stones, and the cloth under his body was also white, because his body was still very stiff, and Joteki couldn't make any bigger movements, and the funny thing was that there was not even a pillow on the bed where Yoteki was lying.
Poor Jotch couldn't use his strength to sit up, and he couldn't lift his head, so he had to shake his head back and forth to see what was going on around him.
Fortunately and certainly, there was no one here, only little Yotqi, directly above his head, there was a round lamp with strong white light, clinging to the wall of the ceiling, and there was a white expanse around him, and Jotch seemed to be in the operating room, which made Jotch a little scared, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
As Joteki's body gradually recovered, he began to find that the temperature in this stone room was much lower than that of the outside world, but fortunately, Joteki had also broken through the first stage of Yuan Qi cultivation, and he was not very afraid of cold, but he could still feel uncomfortable.
He remembered what Yodar had said to the strange magician, and his heart ached. He knew that the next time he saw Jodar, it would probably be the last time.
Jotch had already understood that Jodar was going to take out something called the Holy Gu Essence Muscle from his body, regardless of his life or death. And the reason why he was so much worse than the other children was because the Holy Gu Essence Muscle in his body did not play its due role, which was also the reason why Yodar did not hesitate to kill him and take out the Holy Gu Essence Muscle.
Joteki smiled bitterly in his heart and thought, "So I'm not as important as that thing." ”
You must know that Jotch is only a seven-year-old child, although he has not felt any family and friendship in these seven years of life, but how to say that the first six years of life are still like a noble son.
If it weren't for the last year, he might not have been able to believe it, but what happened in the last year made it easier for him to accept all the things he heard today, and was this a buffer for a year of life?
This year, the old butler was the only one who could make Joteki feel warm, and Joteki, who was lying on the bed, remembered the scene when the old butler rubbed medicine on him every night and told him stories. This also made Jotch's dark face smile with a difficult smile.
I remember one day that little Yotch was beaten by Yotro and Yotbe, and it was the old butler who carried him out, and when he returned to the room, little Yotch cried and asked the old butler: "Grandpa Sandau, why are they better than me?" ”
The old butler stroked little Yotqi's head and said, "Young Master Teqi, didn't I say not to call me grandpa in the future?"
Little Yotch's eyes were red and he was about to cry, but the old butler did not tell him why he was inferior to the other brothers and sisters, because the old butler did not know why, but the old butler told Little Yotage a story, the story of a little girl who sold matches.
The old housekeeper said: "Young Master Teqi, everyone's life will have big and small setbacks, only by passing these experiences can we lay the foundation for the future life path, and a smooth sailing life is not so perfect." What's more, you're not the worst. ”
Little Yotch looked at the old butler suspiciously, and asked, "Is there anything worse than me?"
The old butler smiled and said, "Young Master Teqi, you haven't seen the outside world, people outside, there are many people who have suffered unbearable pain from ordinary people since birth, and there are even little girls who have to sell matches on Chinese New Year's Eve." ”
Joteki looked at the old butler blankly, and he knew that the old butler was about to start telling the story again.
"There was a little girl, barefoot selling matches on a snowy night, she was very cold, and her body was blue and purple from the cold. Speaking of this, the old housekeeper glanced at Young Master Yotqi, who was also blue and purple, and did not forget to add: "It's even worse than you are now!"
Then the old butler continued to tell his story.
"The little girl's match was not sold, but she was already frozen, so in the end she could only take out a match, 'click' it, and strike it. The little girl seemed to see herself sitting in front of a large stove in the light of the match. The stove with its shining copper feet and brass handles, burning vigorously and warmly, how comfortable! Ah, what is the matter? She had just stretched out her feet to warm them, but the matches were extinguished, and the stove was gone, and she sat there with only a burnt matchstick in her hand. ”
When little Yotchi heard this, he said with tears in his eyes: "Then this little girl is too miserable, although I was beaten, I will never be frozen." ”
The old butler smiled kindly and said, "Yes, Young Master Strange, the pain you are suffering now is the foundation for you to be stronger in the future, the little girl can see a warm future in the light of the match, and I hope you can too." ”
Little Yotch seemed to understand something, and at last fell asleep from the old butler's story. That night, in a dream, little Yotchi dreamed of the little match girl and took the little girl to his house to keep the cold away from her. The brother and brother in the dream will never bully him again, and the little girl will not be frozen......
"Squeak", the stone door of the stone chamber suddenly sounded, this time pulled little Yotch back to reality, little Yotch seemed to feel the coming of death, which made him so frightened that he almost fainted, he didn't dare to move, let alone raise his head to see who the person who came in, but he knew that it must be Yodar and the villain mage, it must be them!
Little Yotch closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he was pretending to be very similar, but he didn't know how exaggerated his expression was now. There are a few wrinkles in the eyes due to the tight closure, and the most ridiculous thing is that the eyelids are still beating from time to time, and the sound of the heart beating is like a drum, which can even shake the bed, but little Yotch still closes his eyes tightly, not daring to open them, not wanting to face death.
He heard someone walk in, the footsteps were very soft, and the stone door also closed with a "click", and the footsteps were getting closer and closer to Jotage, who knew that the footsteps meant the coming of death, and before he knew it, a tear squeezed out of the young Yotage's eyes.
Life seems to be over after all, but ......
An old and soft voice sounded in Little Yotqi's ears: "Young Master Teqi, are you okay?"