Similar to the infamous alleys under the Black Rock Cliffs, there are such continuous shacks in every part of the rivers and lakes, and the shacks are still breathing for life abandoned by the world. Xie Junhe walked along the wide street to the end. Rows of shacks piled up in front of his eyes, reeking of a musty and rancid smell. The smell actually discouraged him - the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly.

This is where he grew up, and there is a word for it, it is called hometown.

He didn't know how others always had so much melancholy in the face of their hometown. He only knew that his hometown had never wanted to recognize him as a wanderer, so how could he want to recognize such a hometown? However, inadvertently, every corner and every path was deeply engraved in his mind and could never be erased. Memories are not an option.

The ragged child stretched out his dirty, greasy hands and begged him for food. The rickety woman carried a heavy wooden basin to and fro. There are also beggars and scoundrels who can't get rid of it. He walked by with a blank face, as if he had forgotten that he had also looked at the starry alms of passers-by.

Nothing has changed: poor, dirty, ugly, heartless. But everything has changed.

There is no longer a familiar face or someone to nod tod. Because they are no longer there. Su Su is gone, the old luthier is gone, and the old woman who once provided him with bread to satisfy his hunger has long been resting in Araoka Valley. Even the teenagers who had fought with him had done something else - after all, no one wanted to be a maggot for the rest of their lives.

Looking back at himself, he can't even recognize himself.

In order to come to the north shore for a banquet, he had to make himself look like a dog, Chu Tao forced him to put on this black brocade robe and new brocade boots, and threatened to break off his friendship with him if he dared to change it. Chu Xuehai wiped his stove face, trimmed his straw-like beard and hair, and stole some of his brother's incense, and said that if he dared to come again, he would definitely not help him when he quarreled with his brother next time. So he was like a mouse stuffed into a bag at the moment, and he was panicked all over.

With a skin, who still recognizes whom?

So he came back, not worried that anyone would seek revenge on him.

Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell...... From time to time, the sound of copper plates rolling down behind him sounded. When he turned back, he saw no one. As soon as I walked, it jingled again. When I touched my money bag, it really became a little shallower! I almost thought that my money bag was leaking.

"Come out!" Xie Junhe scolded.

A slender and gentle hand stretched out from his back to his waist, and in the palm of his hand were a few copper coins that had not had time to be scattered. When Xie Junhe grabbed this naughty hand, the pink-faced and almond-eyed Chu Xuehai jumped out with a smile and put on a cute strange face. The dazzling splendor is particularly abrupt in this poor house and broken tiles. "Seeing you walking mercilessly all the way, I think these people are really pitiful. I asked you to borrow some money......

"Naughty ghost, follow me all the way, but you didn't let me find out, you are good at it!" Xie Junhe smiled stupidly.

"Hehe, in fact, my brother's light skills are also quite effective. ”

"You asked me to borrow money, why haven't you thought about it?"

Xue Hai blinked his watery eyes and pretended to be innocent: "That's not easy, ask my brother to go!" As he spoke, he scattered the remaining copper plate in his hand to the children behind him, smiling presumptuously.

"Silly girl......" Xie Junhe snorted and said that he was completely helpless, so he could only turn around and leave.

Xue Hai immediately followed, but he was greeted with a shout: "Three steps!"

Oh. Xue Hai remembered that within three steps of approaching this person would definitely attract a lion howling wolf.