In the middle of summer in the Holy Sun Continent, a man with a disheveled hair and ragged clothes wandered to a small city called the wilderness.

Of course, the small city is only for the Holy Yang Continent. The walls are high, and the blue stone streets are glowing. There are many pavilions on both sides of the road, which are scattered. The city looks old, and it's definitely not a place of poverty.

The homeless man's body is in tatters, but there is no special smell on his body, and this person is Fengyang. It had been three months since he came to the town. This city was also the third city he visited. Feng Yang looked up at the ancient city, and he thought to himself, "I don't know how long I can stay in this city?"

In the past few days, he has been living on wild fruits and vegetables, and his steps have been a little vain.

He just hopes that he can get a job or get a good meal. But for a long time he didn't get anything, not even a little leftovers.

Feng Yang walked to a quiet alley, the road was two meters wide, and the ground was also paved with bluestone slabs. The alley was darkly lit.

Feng Yang suddenly felt dizzy, and it was pitch black in front of him, as if the whole alley was about to be turned upside down. Feng Yang leaned his hands on the wall, but the symptoms did not lessen but became more severe. Feng Yang felt as if all the energy in his body had been withdrawn, and his body slowly slipped against the wall, and finally fainted to the ground.

I don't know how long it took for Feng Yang to come to his senses again.

"Hmm, it hurts," Feng Yang covered his head, and he found himself lying on a soft bed, which still smelled of this fragrance. Looking at the place where I was, it was a small room, and the things in the room were very simple, except for the table and chairs, there was only a bookcase and a bed. Feng Yang asked in his heart: "What is this place, why are you here?"

The door to the "squeak" room was opened, and a twenty-year-old girl with clear eyebrows and a goose egg face. She smiled slightly, like a holy angel, and broke into Fengyang's heart.

"You're awake, I just made some porridge, I'll bring it to you later." She came and left in a hurry, without giving Feng Yang a chance to say a word.

Soon the girl came back with a bowl of porridge: "I've been waiting for a long time, this is the porridge I just boiled, let's drink it?"

"By the way, I don't think I'm going to wear that coat anymore, so I'm going to throw it away, and now you can wear this one. She pointed to a brand new shirt on the head of the bed behind Feng Yang. She turned to let Feng Yang get dressed.

"Thank you," Feng Yang was moved, and he didn't know what to say. It was the first time since he came to this world that someone had been so kind to him, which made Feng Yang's nervous heart beat faster, and a hint of redness appeared on his pale face.

Feng Yang sat at the table, holding a warm porcelain bowl in his hand, looking at the crystal porridge in the bowl. My heart was like a hot spring, and the wind quietly drank the porridge in the bowl.

Feng Yang gently placed the bowl on the table, and he raised his head: "Thank you for the porridge." Why am I here?"

The girl brushed the hair on her forehead: "Have you forgotten? You fainted in the alley yesterday, and this is my house." ”

"Fainted?" Feng Yang seemed to have some impressions before he fell unconscious.

"Yes, I saw you faint on my way home yesterday and brought you to my house. I've seen the doctor see you, and you're fine, you're just fainting from hunger. The girl seemed to see that Feng Yang was still a little confused, and explained to Feng Yang very innocently.

"Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person?" the girl asked in disbelief as she was defenseless.

"I don't think I've thought about this question yet?" said the girl, touching her smooth chin very cutely, and pretending to think. It seems that she didn't think about the consequences of saving people.

Seeing her like this, Feng Yang didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore. After all, it is not helpful to say too much, but it may be self-defeating.

"What's your name, please?" Feng Yang felt very ashamed, he didn't even know her name?

"My name is Han Yue, so what's your name?" It seems that Han Yue should be a girl who is easy to communicate with.

"My name is Feng Yang, and I wandered from another city. Feng Yang explained his identity very frankly to such a kind girl.

"Miss Han, why didn't you see the rest of your family?" Feng Yang wondered, could her family be relieved that she was staying in the same room with a strange man?

When Han Yue heard Feng Yang's words, her mood suddenly became very low: "My family! My parents died when I was very young, and now I only have one family, my uncle. ”

"I'm sorry! I didn't know about you..." Feng Yang felt very ashamed, after all, the girl had just been herself, and she asked about the sadness of others.

"It's okay, although my father and mother died, my uncle was very kind to me. Han Yue not only recovered by herself, but she also comforted Feng Yang. "Yesterday I came back from helping out in my uncle's tavern, and I saw you unconscious on the way. ”

"Speaking of which, I haven't thanked you for saving my life, if it weren't for you, I would have died. Feng Yang thanked Han Yue apologetically.

"By the way, I don't think you have a place to go, right? "I really don't know what this girl thinks, but the stranger she just met let him live in her own house. And she was the only one in the family, and she actually let herself stay

"It's not good. Feng Yang still couldn't believe it.

"It's okay, I'll go clean up the side room. With that, she was about to get up and clean up the room.

"Miss Han, how can I bother you anymore, I'll just clean up by myself," Feng Yang hurriedly got up and said.

In this way, Feng Yang lived in the house of this kind girl named Han Yue.