Yesterday, the swallow in the hall, the empty door was cloudy~"

"The world is prosperous, several families have failed, and high-rise buildings have fallen into the dust~"

"There are three hundred doormen blowing gonghou, and the alley Mo can't find it when he looks down, three or two things, it's unbearable, it's difficult to dismiss~"

On the other side of the alley, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras and the warmth of red smoke tents.

The charming singer danced and sang, and the low voice of Qingyue came into the alley, a little erratic.

Mo Zhongqian listened in a trance, as if he had forgotten where he was.

Of course, it may also be because the weather is too cold and my brain is frozen and blurred......

Mo Zhongqian leaned on Su Can's back, and Su Can's back bone hurt him...... didn't stay on the streets of Yunchendu for too long, and Mo Zhongqian himself was about to lose weight......

Looking down at his hand, if he hadn't seen it, Mo Zhongqian would have almost never felt its existence.

Only the cold feeling penetrates people's hearts and lungs, and I want to move my palms to warm up a little, but my hands start to tremble as soon as I exert myself...... It's also too frozen.

Su Can's body was also cold, and he suddenly sat up and pointed to the pavilion where the dancing girls sang across the street and said to Mo Zhongqian:

"Hey, you know, when I was young, I was all in those places for fun, this kind of singing chick, I order twenty at a time~"

Mo Zhongqian's lips turned white from the cold, and he replied tremblingly:

"Brother Su, you are still living on the streets......"

Su Can seemed to have been poked in the sore spot by Mo Zhongqian, his face was a little embarrassed, and he replied with a dry smile:

"Eh, didn't something happen in between, alas, it was miserable...... I won't tell you about ......."

Mo Zhongqian guessed that Su Can was afraid that he would not speak all the time, and he would freeze to death in this ice and snow without knowing it, so he deliberately found a topic to talk to himself...... However, Mo Zhongqian sometimes simply feels that he is dead......

Mo Zhongqian's initial thought was: Lao Tzu is the third prince who has left the country, and he is a nobleman, why should he suffer like this here...... But now His Royal Highness's idea is very simple...... This prince just wants to eat hot food now, anything goes......

But ah...... Mo Zhongqian hadn't eaten for a whole day.

I can't even eat a bite of porridge...... Mo Zhongqian's thoughts of thinking very highly of himself and his eyes above the top have long been thrown out of the clouds.

"Actually...... I used to have a good time...... Whatever I want to eat, someone will prepare it for me with just one look......"

Mo Zhongqian muttered in a low voice, but he was very unconfident......

Su Can turned around, and his emaciated face made a funny expression:

"Well, I already knew...... Although you didn't dress well when you first arrived here, you looked handsome like a girl, and the nobility of your speech and actions was cultivated over the years, and with my ability to crisscross the rich field back then, I could see your identity at a glance, and you must be ......"

Su Can dragged out his tone, and Mo Zhongqian looked at him, not expecting that Su Can had already seen his identity.

"It must be the son of a rich man!

Su Can said it categorically.

The corners of Mo Zhongqian's mouth twitched when he heard this...... I'm a prince, just like you?

However, Mo Zhongqian had no intention of telling Su Can, and nodded noncommittally.

"I saw you being tracked by the bad guys, right...... Rich people like us will inevitably be coveted for wealth and wealth...... In the end, I have to end up like this~"

Su Can said and patted Mo Zhongqian's shoulder.

Mo Zhongqian thought of the horse guard who had broken off for himself, and his eyes were suddenly swallowed by hatred.

"Hmph, those wicked people, I must break them into pieces, I can't see the people in this world, I have the opportunity to kill them all!"

Mo Zhongqian said.

Su Can thought for a moment and slapped Mo Zhongqian's head hard.

Mo Zhongqian was in pain, and looked up at Su Can who stood up against the wall.

Su Can looked down at Mo Zhongqian and said slowly:

"I have seen the darkest night, but I must also keep the most transparent heart. ”

Adhering to Han Feng's entrustment, Su Can has been pouring chicken soup on Mo Zhongqian these days.

"You can be angry, but you can't let hatred eat up your goodness...... If I hadn't been kind, you stinky boy would have starved to death on the streets......"

Mo Zhongqian has been unable to put down his face and go out to beg these days, it is Su Can who goes out to beg and comes back to share the food, and Su Can seems to have no problem saying this......

Mo Zhongqian looked up at Su Can who stood up a little dazedly, and the winter sky was shining behind him:

"But...... Brother Su, what's the use of being kind, we still can't get enough to eat......"

Su Can angrily kicked Mo Zhongqian gently:

"You stinky little devil with no conscience, if Lao Tzu is not kind, do you still have the ability to choke with me?"

As he spoke, Su Can raised his eyes and looked at the street in the distance, and whispered:

"And you have to remember your own principles, which are the basis of your nobility, otherwise, you will be no different from other beggars. ”

After speaking, Su Can turned around and walked out on the street, turning his back to Mo Zhongqian and waving his hand:

"I'll go sit outside and see if I can get you two steamed buns back." ”

"Brother Su...... Why are you so good to me?"

Mo Zhongqian suddenly blurted out and asked.

Su Can paused, leaving only Mo Zhongqian's back.

"Probably, we were all similar when you were your age......"

The vicissitudes of the voice, as if lost.

Then walking out of the alley, the voice continued:

"So, when you grow up, you have to be a good beggar with the world in mind like me~"

Mo Zhongqian watched Su Can walk out of the alley and lowered his head.

Brother Su is a really good person, and he never helps himself in return, although sometimes he will say some naïve words...... Mo Zhongqian thought so.

However, His Royal Highness the Third Prince suddenly did not feel that this kind of naivety would be disgusting......

After truly experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world, I know how beautiful it is to remain innocent and pure in this withering world.

Su Can was not there, so Mo Zhongqian was huddled in the alley alone, his body was cold, so he let himself defend himself.

Suddenly, a scent came.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a girl of twelve or thirteen, wearing a thick red jacket, smiling brightly at herself.

"Now, here you go~"

Only then did Mo Zhongqian discover that the source of the fragrance was the little girl handing over half a piece of baked cake.

Mo Zhongqian found out that it was a group of teenage children who had run over here to play and were kicking shuttlecocks at the entrance of the alley.

The little girl should be one of them.

Frankly speaking, if His Royal Highness the Prince had just been living on the streets, he would definitely not have felt the slightest bit of this girl's kindness...... It's just that now there is an inexplicable emotion.

"Thank you...... Thank you ......."

Mo Zhongqian took the baked cake and devoured it.

Halfway through the gnaw, I thought of Su Can again, so I gnawed a little slower......

At this time, the children playing at the entrance of the alley found out about the situation here, and a little boy who was about the same age as Mo Zhongqian suddenly rushed over angrily, pushed Mo Zhongqian, who was sitting in the corner, to the ground, and reached out to pull the little girl in the red jacket.

"Xiaoru, what are you doing, don't give things to this stinky beggar!

Mo Zhongqian was pushed to the ground, holding the rest of the baked cake in his hand, chewing hard in his mouth, staring at the little boy with extremely hateful eyes.

"Stinky beggar, you dare to stare at me!?"

The little boy was a little frightened, but in the blink of an eye, he was angry because of shame, and he came up with a kick.

"I told you to stare back!"

Mo Zhongqian didn't speak, silently refused in his mouth, endured the little boy's kicking, and his eyes looked like a beast that chose people to devour.

The little girl went to pull, which instead caused the boy even more unhappiness and reached out to take care of his companions.

"Come on, let's fight this stinky beggar!"

Seven or eight little boys, all twelve or thirteen years old, came over, followed by a few girls.

Mo Zhongqian is also a temperamental young man, endured the boy's kicking, mustered up all his strength, jumped up violently, hugged the boy's waist, knocked him to the ground, tore him with his fingers, and bit with his teeth.

Several boys hurriedly came up and pulled the weak Mo Zhongqian away, pushed him to the ground, and surrounded him with all hands and feet, kicking and beating.

The little boy who was knocked down by Mo Zhongqian got up and grabbed the little girl in red who wanted to come forward, and looked at Mo Zhongqian who was lying on the ground and beaten with a resentful look unique to young people:

"Beat me hard! Beat this stinky beggar to death, I want him to know that people are born different! He can only be a beggar in the corner for the rest of his life!"

Mo Zhongqian endured the pain of being beaten, and when he heard what the boy said, his heart suddenly trembled.

People are born different...... Isn't that what I used to think?

Why does it sound so infuriating now!?

"Hey, what are you doing!

Su Can's voice came from the entrance of the alley, and the big beggar dressed in dirty ash rushed over.

Stretched out his hand to push away these stinky children who were beating happily, and hugged Mo Zhongqian.

This group of dead children was not very bold, and when they saw a big beggar coming, they hurriedly ran away.

However, the little boy who still dragged the little girl in red out of the alley was a ruthless character, grabbed the stone on the side of the street and threw it at Su Can.

The angular stone made an arc and hit the back of Su Can's head......

"The Stinky Beggar of a Son of a Two......"

Seeing that the little boy who hit someone, he hurriedly cursed, and dragged the little girl away......

Mo Zhongqian was beaten to the ground, saw Su Can touch the back of his head, and then helped himself up.

"Brother Su, I want to kill them. ”

"Stinky little ghost, you hate such people, remember not to be such a person first, be kind!"

Su Can gently knocked on Mo Zhongqian's brain, then thought about it and said:

"But I think it's okay to hang it up and beat it a few times. ”

Mo Zhongqian noticed that Su Can's hand that had just touched the back of his head was covered with blood......

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