"Run......

The snow-white figure seemed to protect her, and whispered.

The little girl's head didn't have time to react, but instinctively followed the white shadow's words and ran out of the house.

There was no place for her to return on a cold and snowy day, so the little girl could only hide in the garbage can around the corner of the street, the foul smell irritating her nostrils, but the instinctive premonition of danger prompted her to shrink into a ball and tremble and hug herself.

Her body was getting colder and colder, her perception was getting weaker and weaker, and at this moment she didn't even have a match.

"Good, so cold......"

The soft and glutinous voice like a kitten blurted out unconsciously, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she couldn't even tell whether she was alive or about to die.

Since the little girl left, Xia Lingge and Si Cheng no longer continued to pretend to be ghosts, they stopped and looked at the somewhat broken houses.

【Player Xiang Ketian Death】

[Please continue to collect fairy tale endings for the remaining players]

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng glanced at each other.

The person buried by the broken tiles gradually crawled out, the middle-aged man lifted the table, chair and bench pressed on his body, staggered to the corner of the wall and pulled the broken wood stacked together, the boy sobbed and cried louder and louder, and the forehead of the fat woman was hit by a heavy object and shed blood, but the middle-aged man didn't care about her, just picked up the boy and put it on his shoulder in distress and coaxed it slightly.

"Hmmm......"

The fat woman muttered slightly.

"Useless stuff!"

The middle-aged man kicked the woman who couldn't slow down a little: "Look at you, what did you scare my son into!" ”

The fat woman struggled to get up suddenly: "My baby, are you okay?" It's all my mother's fault, it's all my mother's fault......"

Si Cheng couldn't help frowning a little: "All alive, what did the player replace to die?" ”

Xia Lingge floated to another sawdust bulge to make some noise, the middle-aged man, the fat woman and the boy were all startled, the man handed over the child he was holding to the woman, and he picked up the wooden stick and carefully approached the pile of waste wood, poked it with the stick, and a stiff corpse fell down in an instant.

It's the 'grandmother'.

"It turned out to be this dead old woman...... the middle-aged man threw down the wooden stick and kicked it disdainfully, and in an instant picked up the wooden plank on the ground and began to mend the beams.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng floated out to look for the little girl, but they didn't find any trace of the little girl after looking around.

"Where did you go?" Si Cheng floated up and glanced at it.

Xia Lingge also kept looking around, and found a garbage bin in the corner of the wall, floated over and got closer, faintly hearing the sound of intermittent gasping.

"Are you alright?"

Xia Lingge asked subconsciously.

But now she's just a Piao, and the little girl in the trash can can't hear at all.

The constant pumping sound of shivering due to the cold became weaker and weaker, Xia Lingge frowned and wanted to slap the garbage can to wake up the little girl, but her hand passed through the garbage can without hindrance, and her body floated again and condensed into the wind, directly hitting the garbage can and making a violent sound.

"Bang-"!

The violent impact woke up the little girl huddled in the garbage can, and she lifted the lid of the garbage can tremblingly to look outside, and there was nothing but the whirring wind.

The home not far away had been lit again, but she hesitated to approach.

I don't know how long it took, but a faint smell of meat wafted over slowly.

The little girl raised the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly, her throat rolling unconsciously and swallowing a mouthful of saliva, but remembering what had happened before, she ran home this time without recklessness, carefully leaving the garbage bin, and tiptoeing to the wooden door to poke her head out.

The wind-damaged holes in the house had long since been repaired, and although they were not as regular as before, they were enough to shelter from the wind and rain, and a bowl of shiny braised pork was placed around a low wooden table by middle-aged men, fat women and boys.

The boy ate deliciously, and the middle-aged man and the fat woman sat on the sidelines and looked at him lovingly.

The little girl swallowed her saliva and did not make a sound, nor did she go inside, and her eyes continued to sweep the house without finding her grandmother.

What about Grandma......

The little girl felt a very uncomfortable feeling in her heart, but she did not know why, she saw a box of matches thrown by the threshold, probably thrown into the corner when the wind blew just now, she bent down and picked up the matches and held them in her hands, raised her eyes and looked at her parents, mother and brother, and then turned and walked out.

It's late at Christmas.

The lively lights had long since been extinguished because it was too late.

The little girl wandered aimlessly into a slightly sheltered corner, and she took out the box of matches that were left, and drew one to polish.

'Hmmm'

The small, orange-yellow flame suddenly burned, and the little girl folded her palms together, carefully protecting the flames.

"Who are you?"

She raised her head and asked suddenly.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng were a little stunned.

The little girl blinked and continued, "You guys...... Who is it......? ”

Xia Lingge pointed to himself: "Can you see us?" ”

The little girl nodded hesitantly: "Hmm...... It's just a little blurry, it's all white. She paused, then continued, "I think I've heard your voice...... Was it the one you saved me before? ”

...... save her?

Xia Lingge didn't know when he had saved the little girl, but when he saw the little girl's eagerness, he didn't deny it immediately.

The little girl didn't wait for her answer or be annoyed, still holding the match and continued: "If you are here to save me, can you take me away?" ”

Xia Lingge: "What? ”

The little girl lowered her head: "Grandma died, Mom and Dad didn't like me, they liked my brother more, they thought I didn't know, they thought they always treated me and my brother equally, but no, I could feel that they both favored my brother." ”

"I used to have my grandmother, and my grandmother would leave me good food and embroider new clothes for me, but two days ago my grandmother suddenly changed, she no longer hugged me, she no longer coaxed me, she only knew that I sold matches, I sold matches many times, and I didn't see my grandmother happy when I sold a lot, and I didn't see my grandmother unhappy if she didn't sell money. I didn't know what to do, so I could only desperately sell matches...... Maybe, maybe I was lazy when I sold matches today, and I didn't sell them, so my grandmother died. ”

The little girl sobbed and wiped her tears.

Si Cheng couldn't bear to be appeased, but his palm passed through the little girl's body.

"She's not your grandmother."

Xia Lingge said suddenly.

The little girl was stunned for a moment and then raised her head: "What? ”

Xia Lingge said: "Have you forgotten what your 'grandmother' said before she died? ”

The little girl struggled to remember that her grandmother had said, 'Your grandmother was already dead,' but wasn't that grandma still fine, how could she say that she was dead......

(End of chapter)