Chapter 21: She

In the autumn of that year, her mother gave birth to her, and within half an hour of her birth, her father and mother threw her into a pile of fallen leaves and dead branches, just because of her red eyes.

There is a saying among the people that if you are born and different people, you will be a disaster, but a monster.

So from the moment she was born, she had no father or mother.

Only when the autumn wind was kind, she was abandoned in the dry heap, she was picked up by an old woman, kindly adopted, and carefully and secretly hid her at home.

For three years, she had never stepped out of the old woman's mud house, and only when the night sky was clear, she dared to hold her breath and look through the wooden door to see the remaining stars.

In Qingming, someone accused the old woman of hiding demons in her home, and the old woman who burned incense to the grave was hacked to death by the same village, and no one built a grave for her.

The world should have burned her alive, but fearing cause and effect, abandoned her in the wild forest of jackals.

Only when the spring breeze misses her, the wolves are not harmful, and she has only been a neighbor with tigers and leopards for three years.

At the end of the year, a monk entered the mountain and slaughtered the entire forest, which was to eliminate the people's harm, but she never knew that it was her relatives who killed it all.

The beasts in the mountains and forests are exhausted, and there are many passers-by at the end of the world.

It's only been three years, and it's been three years.

Another year old, she walked out of the mountains and rivers, and the world became prosperous.

For four years, she only looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the city, and walked in the spotless place.

Since then, scavenging and stealing, stranding to survive.

In the blink of an eye in the world a year, she lives for hundreds of days. I don't see the morning sun, I don't see the sunset, I am alone.

In the winter of five years, she was thinly clothed, trapped between cattle and sheep in the barn, just seeking a trace of human warmth.

For six years, he met people for business, talked flatteringly, and was sold into the dead man's building, and since then he has been with the corpse.

Neighbors with the dead, no longer believers.

Those who died of sickness, old age, and corpses in the city without anyone collecting them were all on the towers of the dead.

As far as the red pupils could reach, she entered the air of death, and since then, her red pupils have become real demon eyes.

For seven years, a ghost sighed at her talent, and she was admitted to the evil ghost building and taught her concealment techniques and murder methods.

It was that year, and the people in the city were panicked, and there was a saying:

"There are ghosts in people, faceless, faceless, silent, only red eyes. ”

"If you see the hell with red eyes, you will die. ”

Since then, the life of the young man and the soul of the old man, as long as there is an order, she will accept it correctly.

Walking among the bones of corpses, hidden in the unknown place of the world.

The evil ghost building, buy her life with money, and finally someone wants to buy her life.

In the autumn of this year, six ghosts came out of the Evil Ghost Building, and before that, the Evil Ghost Building killed people, and at most three ghosts were used at the same time.

When the six ghosts died, they saw only red.

In the same autumn, even ghosts will not allow her.

In the next three years, deciduous duckweed, falling rain and snow, all of them were her.

In the world, she has never had fatherly and maternal love and sisterly love.

This year, she is ten years old.

For ten years, he stood alone and walked alone.

Except for the old woman who adopted her at the beginning, she has never experienced a trace of the warmth of the world. However, the only good person in her life also died because of her.

Now she has no relatives, no friends, no hopes, and no hope.

Until the snow-white haired teenager came.

When she was in the town, she never walked day and night, so she was forced to go to the store to steal food, and then the guys who wanted to catch her were killed easily.

When the boy held her in his arms, she really felt it for the first time.

It turns out that people also have temperature.

But she didn't understand, she didn't understand why the young man in front of her was beaten for her, and she didn't understand why the light in the eyes of the good-looking Aunt Chu was so gentle.

When the white-haired boy was about to leave, she didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak, only heard him say that he was going to Fuliu Town.

Timidity, joy, sorrow, reluctance, anxiety.

She didn't know what kind of thing she couldn't get in her heart.

In Fuliu Town, the young man whose eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Aunt Chu is the reason why she made a move.

How do you know a blind boy and a white-haired boy.

It was also from this moment that she felt for the first time that she was favored by God after all.

The white-haired boy's eyes were a little distant.

There are thousands of possibilities in his heart, but he has never thought about it, he has a bad memory.

But he still followed him, cautious, restless and timid.

When she saw the white-haired boy rushing over, she was panicked and scared, but she never thought of killing him.

"If he's going to kill me, I'll die here. ”

The white-haired boy ran over and hugged her, she had never cried, and she cried heartbreakingly that day.

After ten years of night walking, I was finally able to see the world.

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When I looked up from his arms, I saw that his face was full of tears, but I didn't know why he was crying so sadly.

"Your name is ...... What's the name......" he asked her with a smile as he cleared the gloom from his face.

She doesn't speak because she doesn't know.

She has no name and no surname.

The white-haired boy brushed away the hair that blocked her red pupils with his hand, trying to shake off his hand to prevent him from seeing his eyes, which even he hated.

It's just that before she has time, she saw his eyes gentle, like moonlight.

Two people walked from behind him, and she subconsciously hid behind the white-haired young man, her eyes full of hostility.

The two men just laughed, one laughing with his teeth bared and the other smiling with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Your loved ones?"

He shook his head, and the person who asked rolled his eyes and touched his head.

The white-haired boy raised his head, stood up, and took her little hand:

"Let's go. ”

The moonlight accompanies the stars, and the firelight by the river is more than one person.

She looked at the flickering light of the fire and reached out to touch it.

The white-haired boy just laughed, blocked her hand, then gently took her hand and continued to talk to the two beside him.

She looked at the firelight and just cried.

Tired of crying, he fell asleep in the arms of a white-haired boy.

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"You just said this isn't your sister, who is that? ”

Bai Yunhuan looked at the sleeping little beggar, and his dirty little face seemed to be smiling. He looked at the starry sky, and it seemed that a person was reflected in the moon, and his voice came softly from his mouth:

"I don't know. ”

Suffering knew that Bai Yunhuan still had something to say, but if he didn't say it, then he wouldn't ask.

Chu Buwei didn't plan to ask at the beginning, but he just thought in his heart that he would go and clean up for her tomorrow, thinking about whether the silver he brought out from home was enough to sell a carriage.

Then three people, just sitting by the river, listening to the water.

Deeper in the night, Chu Buwei and Suffering had already fallen asleep on the stones, and Suffering slept and slept, and their heads were planted in the ground.

Bai Yunhuan looked at the little girl in his arms, his eyes were gentle, his eyes were wandering, and he seemed to remember something from the past.

He raised his head slowly, and the expression of pain condensed on his face little by little, lonely and pitiful.

The sound of water is monotonous.

The few words that came out of Bai Yunhuan's mouth quickly dissipated into the monotonous sound of water:

"I want to be happy. ”

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