"Kindness?"

The cripple's brow furrowed even deeper.

Su Yang was not too dirty, he leaned lazily on the side of the road, his elbow on the roadside steps: "Yes, it looks ruthless, but I can't bear to slaughter other people's three clans, and I am worried that a fool may have to die." ”

"On the outside, he looks ruthless and thoughtless, but in his bones he cherishes the only emotion more than anyone else."

"It's not so much that the little cleaning touched you, it's better to say that you just use the light of the little cleaning to expose your 'white' side very naturally."

As he spoke, Su Yang turned his head, stared at the cripple, smiled and continued, "It's tiring to kill people, right? Pretending to be a cold-blooded killer, is it difficult? ”

The cripple looked at him indifferently: "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Heh..."

"Growing out of the mud, everything you see is dark, but you still retain a little bit of humanity."

"It's hard to imagine what kind of good people you would be if you grew up in a healthy environment."

"Tsk."

"Not like a rotting corpse like me, the scum of society..."

"Humanity..."

"What a strange word."

Su Yang seemed to sigh a little, raised his head slightly, and looked at the sky above his head: "Look, that white cloud, doesn't it seem like three words...'well-wisher'?" ”

Listening to Su Yang's ridicule, the lame man's face turned a little dark, he snorted coldly, turned his head away, and stopped looking at Su Yang.

"Hmm, if you are arrogant for a while, the fools will all go to the black street."

"Are you sure you want to use his life to prove your ruthlessness?"

Under the sun, Su Yang's face was pale, but he looked at the cripple and smiled playfully.

The lame man was silent.

After a while, he walked away with his crutches.

Wu Qianqiu sighed and followed behind the lame.

Old man An looked noncommittal, and it wasn't until everyone left that he looked at Su Yang with a smile: "You are really as you said... Isn't it inhuman? ”

"Hehe..."

"It is rumored that this black street is the source of evil."

"But who would have thought that the black streets are not dark, the fools are not stupid, the madmen... It's not crazy. ”

"Only the lame, the real lame."

"Interesting..."

"It's not in vain that I and Lao Ma have traveled thousands of miles to live here."

"In comparison, Black Street is more comfortable to live in than most places in the world."

"It seems that I want to show my 'humanity' as well."

As he spoke, Old Man An shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, accompanied by the light of the gossip map, and quietly disappeared in place on crutches.

"Maniac..."

"Aren't you really crazy?"

Looking at the disappeared crowd, Su Yang muttered to himself, still maintaining his previous movements.

A few seconds later, Su Yang suddenly snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

"It's really a bit out of the limit."

Su Yang muttered to himself, struggled to get up from the ground, and staggered towards the medical hall.

However, across the street, Su Yang walked for nearly five minutes before finally planting on the rocking chair at the entrance of the medical hall.

"It's so noisy..."

"If you don't just scold you, you won't lend me the ability to use it."

"It's very hurtful to forcibly call..."

Su Yang muttered in fragments, and even his voice was much quieter.

In my head, there was a constant whisper.

The sweat on Su Yang's forehead became more and more, and his face was as pale as paper.

"I really regret agreeing to this deal."

"And let you argue in my head for an hour, and you can't kill yourself."

"It's tormenting..."

With a long sigh, Su Yang fainted on the rocking chair.

In the sun, the wisps of blood at the corners of his mouth are so bright.

……

"Huanhuan is waiting for me."

"Huanhuan is waiting for me."

The fool walked down the street in a daze, his eyes were empty, his mouth kept babbling, and before he knew it, he had reached the corner of the street.

"Fool!"

"One step forward, it is an abyss!"

"Let's turn back!"

The lame man stood behind the fool on crutches and said lightly.

The fool was in a trance, stopped, turned around, still with that dull gaze, and looked at the cripple: "You also want to stop me... Stop me from saving Huanhuan..."

"The two-year appointment has not yet arrived."

"Get out of the dark street now, and you'll die."

The lame man's eyes became solemn, he looked at the fool, and said seriously.

"But... But I'm looking for Huanhuan..."

"I want to save Huanhuan..."

"Huanhuan is bitter."

The fool was still muttering, like a walking corpse, and walked out of the dark street again.

The cripple frowned, clenching the cane in his hand.

Old man An appeared next to the cripple at some point, smiling: "Are you trying to stop him?" ”

"Or else?"

"Watching this fool die?"

The cripple snorted coldly, and took a step forward as if he was obviously not in a good mood.

Old man An always maintained an unhurried attitude, and said slowly: "In everyone's heart, there will be things that belong to them and never want to mention, and for this matter, you can give everything, even your life." ”

"He has, you... There should be one too. ”

Hearing Old Man An's words, the lame man was stunned for a moment and stood in place.

If...

What would he do if someone told him that his brother was not actually dead, but was suffering somewhere in this world?

Ask yourself, will he stay in the dark street and suffer for a year?

Perhaps, letting my brother suffer even one more minute of suffering will be torture for himself.

Suddenly, the cripple seemed to have figured out something, and when he looked at the fool's back, it was full of complexity.

"Now..."

"Are you going to stop him again?"

Old man An said with a smile, his voice like a warm spring breeze.

Perhaps, only older people will be more comprehensive when thinking about problems, and they will often wake up a person with one sentence.

The cripple shook his head slightly, but did not speak.

Old man An smiled again and asked, "Do you know what you should do?" ”

"It's a bit of a thought."

The lame man was thoughtful.

The smile on Old Man An's face was even bigger: "Then do it, the impulse is no more than a teenager, calm, and it doesn't belong to you." ”

"The reason why Heijie has survived until now is not because of Liu Wuji's goodness, nor is it the evil of someone in Heijie."

"It's because..."

"This is our home."

"In order to protect our last inhabited land, we are willing to come together, willing to... Go against all odds. ”

Old man An's voice was so vicissitudes.

The lame man no longer spoke, but walked forward briskly on crutches, but in a few breaths he stood beside the fool and walked with him.

"You... You're going to stop me..."

The fool clenched his fists, and his eyes showed a seriousness that he had never seen before.

And the cripple only replied faintly...

"The road ahead is difficult..."

"I'm with you."

……

(From noon yesterday to noon today, I have been on the road, planes, high-speed rail, buses, all kinds of rotations...) The distress of the small city, after arriving home, the whole person is physically and mentally exhausted, and I wrote three chapters with a headache, let me go and sleep well, wake up tomorrow and code words early, update early, and pay off debts... ）