Lu Ming lost all his strength after stepping on the last plank, and lay on the stumps of the plank, letting the wind and snow outside the window blow his clothes, and let the sawdust burrow into his clothes and into his skin.

Raising his palm, carefully tracing the lines of his skin, "It turns out that I am destined to be a lone ......star", the man's words pierced into the heart like a barb, injected with venom containing despair and loneliness, permeating the whole body, and the pale face did not know whether it was the result of the wind and snow or the effect of the venom attack in the body.

He didn't dare to bet on the correctness of the man's words, although he forgot that feeling, but he understood that it must be desperate and sad. A bug that has not yet seen the light can endure the darkness, but once it is exposed to the light, it can even do anything for the light, even if it burns itself......

The manic wind and snow never stop, as if trying to destroy this house, destroy the lonely traveler who is adrift in a foreign land.

Meow~

A faint sound mixed with the huge wind and snow sound was especially harsh, Lu Ming dragged his heavy body to open the door, and outside was a kitten, black, small, shivering.

"You're a human being, too."

Lu Ming patted the sawdust on his body and carefully picked up the kitten, the kitten struggled at first, but after feeling the warmth of his chest, he also lowered his vigilance a little, and moved around in his arms.

Go back to the house, take out a small mat and put the kitten on it. took out a small plate, poured a little hot water on it, slowly put the kitten on the ground, the kitten was still a little scared, looking at the mess and sickly Lu Ming all over the ground, arched his waist, his hair stood up, he roared, and then rushed out and got lost in the wind and snow.

"Even you are afraid of me, after all, staying by my side is not a good end", Lu Ming smiled bitterly, laughed at himself, and looked at the mat on the ground, there were still two strands of black cat hair hanging on his body, and there was a little bit of moisture after the snow water melted.

He rubbed his hands together, closed the doors and windows, lit the fire with a flick of his hand, kicked the mess on the ground, and found a chaise longue against the stove, covered with a blanket, and lay on it.

It's cold, it's cold...... But I can't die yet, my business is not finished yet, Lu Ming just sat by the fireplace, even the light of the fireplace could not dispel the cold of his body, like a cold and rotten corpse.

Lu Ming repeated these words over and over again mechanically, looking for a new fulcrum in the words, a fulcrum that could support his own survival.

The weather is still the same, the wind and snow never stop, except for the silence of the Fengtian Tavern, the entire Shrek City is in a midst of laughter and laughter, and the rare preciousness is experienced in the passage of time.

The weather is not early, and the already weak sunlight is like old age, trembling, and may be extinguished at any time, devastated in the wind and snow.

Knock knock

There was another knock on the door, as if it were endless, mingling with the sound of the wind and snow.

Lu Ming slowly opened the door, and there was an old man standing outside the door, wearing a thick jacket, his eyebrows and beard were full of snowflakes, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, and a smile on his face.

Lu Ming was stunned, looked at the old man blankly, didn't know what to say, and only popped out after a long time.

"Why are you here", the voice sounded a little hoarse, even a little sour.

"The old man doesn't worry about your kid alone, today is still the New Year, I'm braving the wind and snow to come here, is it easy for me, hurry up and let me in"

The old man waved his hand and walked straight into the house, frowning at the mess on the ground and Lu Ming's haggard expression.

"What's the matter, tell the old man something", the old man entered the door and found a seat by the fireplace, and placed the bag on the table next to it, which was still complete.

Lu Ming looked at the old man's face and was silent for a while, his sickly expression reflected the fire under the fireplace, and his bloodshot eyes looked quite scary.

"Old man...... Do you think it's possible for my soul to be perfected? Lu Ming gritted his teeth and tried his best to say this.

The old man was silent for a while, looking at Lu Ming's sickly and haggard expression, and sighed, "I don't know, but I think you can try to find the person who took your soul and snatch it back."

Lu Ming lowered his head, his messy hair covered his eyes, his hands were clenched, and the firelight cut a desperate shadow on the wall, he didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he slowly spoke, "You go, there is nothing good for the people around me"

"Old man, I have long been a person who is about to enter the ground, I am not afraid of death", the old man's hand was placed on Lu Ming's head, and the warmth and wrinkles and calluses acted on Lu Ming's head, easing his tense nerves.

"Why are you approaching me", Lu Ming ignored the old man's words, raised his head, and stared at him with bloodshot eyes, trying to find the answer in his expression.

"Because you are very peculiar, you are very special, and you are very lonely, I thought, maybe I can do something meaningful in my twilight years", the old man said these words quietly, his eyes still cloudy and twilight.

Lu Ming looked at the old man, his muscles relaxed slightly, and he took out another cigarette from the bracelet, but as soon as he put it in his mouth, the old man dragged it down.

"Go, go, little fart children don't learn well, how old are they, stay here to learn to smoke, you see that the smell in this house is big, it affects health", the old man's folds stood up suddenly, and Lu Ming, who was blasting sonic shock, had a sore ear.

"Old man, you don't need to care about it so wide", Lu Ming covered his ears and smiled unconsciously.

"Old man, I don't see that my grandson has been watching you for a long time, you kid hasn't studied well, and you have been bent all day long", the old man's chicken-like hand slapped Lu Ming's head hard, the voice was very crisp, but it didn't take much effort.

"Then, what do you want to eat today, I'll cook", Lu Ming smiled, scratched his head, and touched his nose, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Anything, you can watch and do it, by the way, I also brought something, you look at it, I'll rest for a while, I'm not angry with you", the old man smiled, lay on the chair, closed his eyes and recuperated.

"Okay, okay, I'll go"

When Lu Ming entered the kitchen, the old man opened his eyes, his gaze condensed, "What is it that can cut off a person's soul without a trace, and this child's ......", the old man muttered to himself for a while, and then a little light came out of the tips of his fingers, like a stream of water, condensed into a filament of light, slowly drilling into Lu Ming's body, and slowly filling a vacancy.

Lu Ming felt this behavior, felt that something missing in his body was temporarily completed, and couldn't help but feel a little happy, with a little smile, humming the familiar little song.

He didn't know that no one could complete his soul, only to prevent it from collapsing temporarily, and he was missing a third of himself, which not only contained feelings, but also memories, cognitions, behavioral habits, and even some areas contained his martial soul.

Many memories of his past life have become more and more blurred, and he believes that it is the function of time, and many unclear images are gradually thrown into the garbage dump as time passes.

But as everyone knows, it's just that this part of his memory began to collapse, just like the foundation of a high-rise building being sucked away, this part of his memory will gradually collapse and collapse, and finally completely forget most of the memories of his previous life.

The meal was very rich, and the two of them did not dislike the mess of the same place, leaning on the fire, slowly eating hot, not delicious food, without speaking, only mechanical swallowing.

The wind and snow outside the window seemed to be a little lighter, and it seemed to be infected by the smoke and fire in this house, and it seemed to be dispersed by the stove.

The bright fire shone on the faces of the two of them, reflected on the walls, burrowed into the food, was chewed and digested, and then diffused throughout the body, taking root in every cell, flowing in every vein, melting the cold body and the fine ice ballast.

The two looked like real family, nestled in the hut, enjoying the rare warmth and preciousness of reunion on this New Year's Day.

Even if you come with a purpose, even if you see the terrible truth, who can say clearly, this period of time is because of some purpose or simply because of some emotion?

No one said clearly, and no one cared, only in the snowy world, in a small tavern, the two of them had a hot meal, and that was enough, and that was enough......

The snow gradually stopped, the wind gradually lessened, and at the end of the snow-covered earth, a small sun slowly appeared in the sky, reflecting a soft light on the fine ice crystals, very warm and comfortable, like soaking in warm water......