Zhao Jian shrunk his body into a ball and hugged his sister's arm, trembling for fear of falling.

"Haha, don't make trouble~" Sister Xiaolin was so itchy by him, so she made fun of him, "It's all big children, I'm still afraid of being so tall, don't move, your feet, you can't use force now, stay obediently, I'll send you to the house." ”

With one hand, she held Xiao Xiao Zhao and held a large bundle of grass to the front of Longjumu.

The huge tree, when you see it from afar, you can already marvel at the hugeness, and when you come to the front, the grandeur that covers the sky and the sun is even more breathtaking.

Countless branches stretched out from the top of the giant tree in all directions, and those layers did not cover the surrounding area into darkness and dampness, but instead dappled the ground through the dappled light and the gentle wind around it, depicting the forest ground as a fairyland-like scenery.

And when I went forward, I saw that a staircase had been built along the tree, and I came to the door of the tree house.

When the curtain was lifted, there was a black hole inside, and there was no light.

Sister Fairy held Xiao Xiao Zhao and walked in sideways, threw all the hay aside, and moved a side of the bark away, the light shone in, and finally saw the inside of the house.

At first glance, it is a bed, made of wood, and there are some old bumps on the legs and feet, but the neat floor is very clean.

There was a man lying on the bed, covered with a straw mat, and his face was still buried in the shadows, and he couldn't see it.

"Is this Sister Fairy's family?" Xiao Xiao Zhao thought curiously, but after all, he was an outsider, so he couldn't ask rashly.

The house was surrounded by mud walls, enclosed in an oval shape, and both sides were covered with all kinds of beautiful and strange leaves, and some small hanging mushrooms and various kinds of pepper-like things.

The ground was paved with clay and a flat piece, and there were many dry Jialan grasses piled up in the corners, all bundled together, stacked on top of each other, and the height of the top was almost close to the height of the two little Zhaos.

Sister Xiaolin dragged several bales of hay down, put them all together, and then turned out a mat from the side and spread it out, becoming a soft bunk.

"Since you don't have a place to go, let's take this place as your home for the time being, and I'll wait for my sister to make you a new bed, so you don't have to sleep on the floor~"

As he spoke, he put Xiao Xiao Zhao down, flattened his body, and then took some hay and raised his legs and feet.

She clapped her hands with satisfaction, and like a real sister, she gave orders to Xiao Xiao Zhao:

"Stay like this for now, and I'll get you something to eat when I get back, and don't move, you know? ”

Seeing the little boy nodding very seriously, she felt a sense of accomplishment and turned around and went out with a smile.

The waiting time always seemed long, he didn't know what Sister Xiaolin was going out for, and he didn't know if the person on the bed would wake up and find him an outsider.

The mood went up and down a few times, and suddenly a strong sense of exhaustion came up, and I struggled for a time or two, and finally I couldn't hold on, and I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes.

......

When I woke up again, it was already dark outside the window, and Sister Xiaolin was kneeling in front of the bed, stretching out her hand and not knowing what she was doing, and the person on the bed didn't make a sound.

He had just woken up and couldn't help but yawn, which scared Sister Feng Ying.

"Oh, you're awake, you've been asleep for a long time, poor little Zhao. ”

She turned her head and looked at him with a grin, her hand still there.

"Wait a minute, he hasn't finished eating yet, I'll get you something to eat later." She turned her head away as she spoke, and both hands reached into the bed.

Is it feeding? Is it my sister's mother? There is no sound at all, is it sick? The little boy had a thought in his heart, and the confusion that he woke up from sleep finally faded, and he slept on the ground, unable to see what he looked like on the bed, and looked at his two miserable feet.

It seems that it is not a dream.

I really don't have a home anymore.

"No, it's not! I have a home, I have a new home! Sister Xiaolin is the fairy sister in my mother's mouth, yes, it must be. ”

He remembered the gentle washing by the canal, the warmth that came through when he rubbed his head, and the deep love between the words.

He is better than his mother, not a fairy sister, who is it? The fear, hesitation, and loss in his heart have all melted into this warm cottage little by little.

At this time, Sister Xiaolin turned around, her face was a little pale, but she still smiled sweetly.

"Come, little Zhao, drink a little bit of my sister's blood. ”

She stretched out her wrist, and a hideous wound suddenly stood out on it.

The little boy's eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly remembered some other bedtime stories he had heard as a child, and remembered other terrible monsters with beautiful appearances.

Looking at his suddenly tense look and his retreating body, Sister Xiaolin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

She leaned in and popped chestnuts on the boy's head.

"What do you think! Treat my sister as an old witch, haven't you, I've heard those stories!"

She was angry, and she felt that she couldn't be angry at a child, so she had to soften her voice again, so she could say it again.

"My blood can help your body recover quickly, don't you want to be alive tomorrow?"

She blinked, "Sister is from a fairy, the blood of the fairy, of course it can help you heal, but you have to hook me later, you can't tell others, you know, or my sister will be caught back by the immortals in the sky." ”

She created a story in a few words, and the causes and consequences can be made up by herself.

The little boy was really not afraid, but looking at the living blood, he was still a little afraid to swallow.

"Eh, my sister is still counting on you to be a manly husband, and I can help cut down some trees tomorrow, so we can make you a bed~"

Sister Xiaolin's tone was a little resentful, "But sister doesn't know, Xiao Xiao Zhao, is he a manly husband?"

The little boy's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and something suddenly took root in his heart.

"I'm a big husband!"

He hugged Sister Kobayashi's arm and bit it.

"Ah~lighter, lighter~"

Sister Xiaolin's face became more and more pale, but she just gently hugged his head, rubbed it slowly, and smiled warmly.

Just like the remnant sun in the west, the light is not very strong, but it is the most capable of warming the heart of a lonely wanderer.

......

Xiao Xiao Zhao stayed awake all night.

He had slept all day yesterday and couldn't sleep again at night.

Inside his body, it was as if something hot was flowing, making him sweat all over his body and itch all over his body.

But he didn't say a word, because he saw that after Sister Xiaolin was drunk by him, her face was so pale that it was incomprehensible, and then he said goodnight to him gently, and climbed into the bed, and slept with the person on the bed.

She climbed up, and she was a goddess fairy who could lift Xiao Xiao Zhao with one hand, and she was so weak that it was difficult to even stand up.

She climbed into bed, as if whispering a few words to the man on the bed, and then was silent.

Little Zhao Yuan opened his eyes, endured the intense pain of burning all over his body, and felt the itch as if crawling with the body of thousands of ants.

He didn't say a word, like a piece of wood.

He brushed his cheek with his hand and found that the tiny wounds were all gone.

I moved my toes again, and found that the roots were moving freely, and there was no longer the numbness and discomfort that I had before.

His tears slipped down his cheeks and dripped onto the straw mat, where they were quickly sucked away.

He wept silently, not moving.

In this life, in this life.

Sister Xiaolin, the fairy, when he was most lonely and desperate, brought him to a paradise with her singing, healed his physical pain with blood, and pulled him back from hell to the yang world with a warm smile.

The name, the smile, the voice, it was like a carving knife that was deeply engraved into his soul.

In this life, there is really no one who has treated her so well.

Father and mother, maybe when he was very young, were kind to him, but at that time, he had no memory, as he grew up, the love of his parents gradually faded, and the burden of life pressed up.

He had to cut ten loads of hay a day, feed the pigs and chickens, and provide three meals for himself.

His parents went out early in the morning and returned at sunset, and if his task was not completed, he would be beaten.

The warmth of the mother in the memory is still in the vague bedside story.

So when he finished his work every day and finished eating, he ran into the woods, not to play, but to stay away from the place that suffocated him.

Originally, his life should have gone on like this, as it was, struggling to live every day like his fathers, and then go to that special place on a special day.

That was the consensus of everyone in Longwei Village, and it was also the only life in his little Zhao's meager to pitiful knowledge.

But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and suddenly one day, all kinds of things that were as plain as water came to an abrupt end.

I still remember that in the days when he wandered and played in the woods, he also fantasized about whether some fairy-like sister would suddenly come down to earth to rescue him, or could his brother too?

He was beaten to the point of crying, so he ran madly into the woods and prayed, saying let me get out of this miserable world, I don't want to have that family anymore.

Immortals, help me.

Children are fierce and rebellious, and everyone has had such a time.

It's just that his rebellion was answered.

for God is truly as he wills.

After running wild all night in fear and despair, the gentle and beautiful fairy sister really fell from the sky.

He read Sister Xiaolin's name over and over again in his heart, and thought of the soft words from before.

"Manly man~"

The little boy is not ignorant, but ignorant but naïve.

I don't know what to do, but I always fall in love.

When he was young, he didn't know what this hazy and strong emotion meant, but at least, in the depths of his small heart, there was a deep figure that could no longer be erased.