20: Fu Yuan (1)
He used to think that there was no light in this world, and that the moth in darkness did not deserve to be illuminated by light......
He opened his eyes from the chaos, and only vaguely saw the back of the man leaving in a black robe, unable to see in a thin layer of gray mist, his body seemed to be torn into thousands of pieces by something, and then, constantly reorganized, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even make a sound, as if some cold liquid slipped down the corners of his eyes, and in an instant it turned into nothingness and dissipated into the air.
He tried his best to reach out and grab the corner of the man's clothes, but in vain, he saw a dense gray and gloomy color, so gloomy that there was no ray of sunlight in you... Who are you and why... Why do you want to leave me? Don't! Don't leave me, okay?
The childish voice of the little child sounded in the bottom of his heart, with panic and grievance, but the man never looked back at him.
The pain in his heart could no longer be supported, and black began to overflow from his pupils, and in less than a few seconds, his eyes were filled with a pair of eyes, as if he had crawled out of the deepest part of hell.
Good... It's so dark!
Why... Why is it that his eyes are all gray and he can't see... A little, what about light?
There seemed to be a gloomy voice in his ear and whispered in his ear - because there is no light in this world...
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Spring in Liangcheng has always been very cold, and the cold air of early spring soaks into the bone marrow, making people shiver.
The wide streets of Liangcheng are sparsely populated by the bad weather, most of them are in a hurry, and there are very few hawkers who set up stalls on the streets to make a living.
In such weather, even adults in thick clothes do not come out, but it is very strange to be able to see a few children in shabby thin clothes on some street corners.
The children's faces were covered with dust, and even their bodies were no better, their bodies were thin and small, their lips were purple from the cold, but they still roamed the streets.
It was getting late, and the sun in the sky was slanting westward, sprinkling a thin layer of dim yellow light on the street, which contrasted with the sparse people on the street, showing a sense of loneliness and loss.
A tall, thin man was dressed in a thick winter coat, and cotton clothes were worn on him, and the clothes were bulging, but the man looked a little more robust.
The man was carrying a package in his hand, walking in a hurry, not noticing that a thin child was running from the side, and was crashing into him impartially, and he was unsuspectingly staggered slightly, and after standing firmly, he opened his mouth and just wanted to curse when he saw the child running directly past him.
He subconsciously touched his waist, and after finding that the piece of jade pinned to his waist was missing, his face was ugly, and he cursed a dirty word in his mouth, and then pulled his legs and chased after the child in front of him.
The child was too thin and weak, and the little short legs couldn't run fast at all, and the man chased after him immediately after only a few steps.
He kicked the child in the back from behind, kicking the child directly and leaning forward, falling to the ground, unable to get up at once.
"You little rabbit cub, you dare to steal even grandpa's things?" The man bent down and tried to take out the jade in the child's hand, but he didn't pull it out after pulling it out, so angry that he kicked the child a few more times.
The child's eyes were red, and he finally couldn't hold back the pain, and let go of his hand, he was still lying on the ground, the cold ground usurped the little warmth on his body, and he looked at the man in front of him in fear, not knowing what kind of treatment he would receive.
"If you don't learn well at a young age, you will come to steal, and I will arrest you and send you to the government!" The man put the jade pendant into his clothes, and then viciously pulled the child up from the ground and dragged it in the direction of the government.
The child whimpered and begged for mercy, and there were still a few children in the street, who watched the scene from afar, and when they heard the man's words, they shrank and pretended not to see the eyes of the child looking at them from time to time, and hid even further.
Joke, although they are young, they have already experienced too much, even if that companion usually gets along well with them, but... They all know what it means to be sent to the government.
As long as they thought that if they stupidly stepped forward to help that companion, they might be caught by the men and taken into the official mansion, their already pale faces suddenly became even more pale, and their steps directly retreated several steps.
The child was pulled by the man, staggering to the ground, and his face was already there. Tears flowed, the cold wind of early spring blew, it was cold, he kept begging the man all the way, but the man just gave him a few slaps viciously, he looked at the partners around him, but only saw them dodging, kept moving away from him.
The child was very frightened, he whimpered, and in an instant, while the man was not paying attention, he broke free from the man's hand and tried to escape, but the next second he was kicked to the ground by the man, and the man punched and kicked him, and his small body shrank on the ground, curled up in a ball, like a snail nesting in a shell, not daring to resist, and let the man beat him.
The man was fighting vigorously, and suddenly he only felt a hard stone hit on his head, and he was a little stunned for a moment, and after being stunned for two seconds, he turned around angrily and looked around, trying to find out the culprit who hit him with the stone.
However, only a cold wind blew behind him, rolling up the dead leaves on the street.
The man suddenly heard a slightly anxious footsteps behind him, he immediately turned his head, and just saw that the child who was kicked to the ground by him just now was pulled by another child and had secretly moved away from him for a distance.
This annoyed the man, and he shouted angrily, "Little rabbit cub, you dare to play Lao Tzu!" After that, he immediately pulled out his legs and chased after him, but this time he didn't catch up, the two children were already some distance away from him, and this time I don't know what was going on, the other child ran really fast with the child, and he couldn't catch up for a while.
The two children turned into a small alley, twisting and turning, and the complicated and tortuous geographical advantage made the man behind him soon be thrown away.
After continuing to run for a distance, the child in front of him who had been pulling the child behind him finally stopped, the child in the back had never run so fast, he couldn't help but hold on to the wall and panting, the child in front stood in front of him, quietly waiting for him to come back to his senses.
After about a minute or two, the child finally looked up at the child in front of him, his eyes were red, and he could see the traces of crying just now, he opened his mouth, his voice was crying, obviously he was scared by the man before, "Xie... Thank you!"
The boy in front of him was about the same age as him, about eight or nine years old, wearing almost shabby clothes like him, his face was also dirty, he couldn't see his true face clearly, it seemed to be no different from him, only those eyes, black, as if stained with the richest ink in the world, dark and bottomless, so that people could fall into the abyss at a glance, in the face of his thanks, the boy had no special reaction, just nodded.
The boy's cold response did not embarrass the child, after all, he saved him, and the child introduced himself to the boy very familiarly, "My name is Xiao Shao, what is that called?"
The boy in front of him was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke, "My name is... Fu Yuan..." , He lowered his head when he spit out this name, his face was covered with a layer of shadows, and it was getting late, his face was covered with a layer of ash, and the child named Xiao Shao couldn't see his expression clearly.
It may be that his personality is a little big, Xiao Shao, who was trembling with fear under the man's hand just now, is now very active and enthusiastic, and after he heard Fu Yuan speak, his eyes widened, "You... Your name sounds so good!"
After that, as if dissatisfied with his name, he pouted, "Alas, my name is so ugly!"
Name··· Hearing this, Fu Yuan's expression disappeared in the shadows, and he silently clenched his hand slightly, as if he was restraining himself, and only spoke after a while, "··· Thank you. ”
"Huh?" Xiao Shao suddenly received a thank you from him, a little inexplicable, and looked at him suspiciously.
"It's nothing," Fu Yuan changed the subject, he pursed his lips, looked at Xiao Shao, and asked, "Why? Why can't you go to the official mansion?" "Why don't you go to the official?" He was picked up by a chubby man a few days ago, he doesn't remember all his memories before that, only a black-clothed back he saw before he finally fell unconscious, and... His name, when he woke up, was taken by the chubby man to a dilapidated yard with many children about his age, and the man told him that all the children here had either their parents died and they had been exiled here. It was abandoned by his parents, he came here, he came here, and if he wanted to live, he had to listen to him.
Thinking of the last back he saw before he fell unconscious, no matter how he called and resolutely left, Fu Yuan's hand couldn't help but clench tighter, and his eyes were dark, so... Is he an outcast, is he... You can be casually abandoned by others... What is it? A dense pain came from my heart.
Their group of children were brought here by the fat man, and it wasn't that the fat man had any good intentions to adopt them, it was just... He wants them to steal, and then he takes all the money they steal.
These kids don't really want to stay here, because the fat man is very cruel, as long as there are children every day, he doesn't hand them over. The trophies', they would be beaten by him, and the fat men would whip them if they were in a bad mood, or if they were drunk, so that children died almost every few days in this place, and the fat man would not care about those who were dying, and in his eyes there was money for the children to be treated, and it was better to use them for him to drink, and because every once in a while he would pick up a few children from outside, and the children here did not decrease.