On the dilapidated and desolate land, Su Hun seemed to be going crazy. He could not stop recalling the two figures that had appeared in his mind, giving him a splitting headache.
I want to remember it, but I can't retain it, and I can't forget it, but it can often appear in my mind.
He kept telling himself in his heart that he should clear away the darkness in his soul and stop being decadent. The tragic scenes he saw were just things that happened a long time ago.
He went crazy, running, sleepless, lying on his back, trying to clear up the two figures entangled in his mind, and also wanted to forget the tragic world he saw.
Stumbling and stopping, Su Hun was slowly healing his heart. There was no one to communicate with, and he couldn't see all the worldly things in the past. It seemed like he was the only one.
Gradually, the days when Su Hun went crazy became fewer and fewer, but he became more and more silent, walking on this dilapidated land for half a year.
Su Hun walked through one habitat after another, met human beings, and once again experienced the breath of the world of mortals.
He didn't stop and continued walking forward. He didn't know where he was going, but he just didn't want to stop.
Until one day, Su Hunxin was tired and tired, so he stopped in a small town. He didn't think about anything else and didn't pay any attention to anything. He just lay down on the roadside and slept.
He told himself that it was time to cheer up.
Any image, honor or disgrace, he had long given up on along the way. He walked away whenever he wanted, fell down whenever he wanted, and didn't care about the looks of passers-by.
Now he is dressed in rags, his gray hair is messy, and his face lacks blood. He looks like a long-sick man lying on the road, dazed, like a sloppy beggar.
I don’t know how long it took, but Su Hun was gently touched by someone. He opened his eyes and looked at the scenery and people around him.
A dilapidated town, narrow streets, and hurried pedestrians. One year passed, and Su Hun didn't know where he was.
At this time, a little girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old was beside him. Her face was dirty, but her eyes were very bright. Her clothes were very ragged, there was air leakage in many places, and she was shivering.
It was this little beggar who gently touched Su Hun and woke him up.
Su Hun opened his eyes and looked at her.
The little beggar's clothes were even more tattered than his own, and his pure eyes were now timid, a little afraid of Su Hun.
The little beggar held up a wowotou, carefully, as if it were a treasure, afraid of losing it. He held it in both hands and sent it to Su Hun with some reluctance.
Su Hun was startled for a moment before he woke up, but he still hadn't recovered his senses.
"Eat...you eat..."
The little beggar opened his mouth, but could not make a complete sound. He signaled to Su Hun again and sent the cornstarch over.
She has a problem with her throat and cannot speak, so she uses actions to express herself.
Su Hun quickly understood what she meant, looked around, and also understood the little beggar's situation. She was a little beggar, a poor little beggar.
Su Hun sighed. Although this girl was a beggar and a mute, she had a very kind heart. In this situation, she actually gave him the food she rarely begged for.
Looking at the little girl shivering in the cold wind, Su Hun smiled and pushed back the housekeeper: "Girl, you eat."
The little girl's clothes were in tatters and could not block the wind, and since she was not a monk, she could not use her spiritual power to keep out the cold. Her little hands were swollen from the cold.
Long-term malnutrition has made her complexion sallow and her body very thin. She is clearly 16 or 17 years old, but she looks only 14 or 15 years old, which is distressing.
"Eat...eat...brother, eat."
The little girl persistently handed the cornbread to Su Hun.
Perhaps from her perspective, Su Hun needs this steamed bun more.
Su Hun didn't speculate anymore, took the wowotou and ate it in a few bites.
When the little girl saw this, a happy smile appeared on her face.
Then, she gestured again, pointing to a straw mat in the distance, and with a timid smile, she motioned for Su Hun to lie down on it and rest.
At this moment, Su Hun's heart was touched. Such a simple child, such a girl who had even lost the ability to speak, such a heartless and extremely satisfied pure smile made his nose sore.
Su Hun couldn't help crying and gently hugged the little beggar with ragged clothes.
The little beggar was a little scared at first. He opened his mouth, screamed twice, and smiled to please.
"Girl, don't be afraid, brother is not a bad person."
Su Hun tried his best to show a gentle smile.
Perhaps it was his sincere smile that made the little beggar gradually let down his guard.
After a slight hesitation, the little beggar stretched out his dirty hands and carefully wiped the tears from Su Hun's face.
"Brother...brother...don't...don't cry..." The little beggar tried his best to comfort Su Hun.
Su Hun smiled, and the gloom in his heart was gradually dispelled by the little beggar's pure smile.
"knew."
At this moment, several people walked quickly from a distance, all carrying swords and looking fierce.
All the beggars around him ran away in a swarm, obviously afraid of these people.
Su Hun could feel that the little girl was trembling all over. It was fear from the bottom of her heart. If he hadn't held her, the little girl would have been unable to stand.
"Miss Qin's family, you are hiding here. No wonder we haven't found you for so many days!"
The leading strong man had a sinister look on his face, and his eyes were blazing with fire as he stared at the little girl.
"Your father has sold you to me. From now on, you are my man."
The little girl hid in Su Hun's arms, her little hands desperately pulling on the skirt of Su Hun's clothes.
After a while, she quickly tried to push Su Hun away.
Su Hun knew that the little girl was afraid of bringing danger to him.
"Girl, don't be afraid. With my brother here, no one can hurt you."
Su Hun comforted in a low voice.
The little girl actually calmed down.
Su Hun helped the little girl up, stared at the few people indifferently, and said: "If you don't want to die, get out of here."
"Haha, I actually found a mistress."
The strong man with a sinewy face looked up and down at Su Hun, who was no better than a little girl, and said to the people behind him: "Chop off this beggar's limbs."
"Damn it, it's been so long, the girl in the Qin family is probably no longer a chick. I'll let you enjoy it after I'm done playing."
"Thank you, boss."
Several people behind him suddenly looked lustful.
This young lady from the Qin family is a well-known beauty in Baishi Town, but she has an unreliable father, otherwise who would have had this opportunity to have a romantic relationship!
Several people walked towards Su Hun with murderous intent. They didn't expect that this girl's body would be broken by this dirty beggar, which made them extremely jealous.
A cold gleam flashed across Su Hun's eyes, and his palms lightly moved. The bodies of the four gangsters trembled, and then they all fell down.
This scene made the strong man with a sinewy face feel his heart skip a beat.
"You...you are a demon."
After saying that, he knelt down with a plop: "Monster... no, sir, please forgive me! It was this little girl, no, it was Miss Qin's father who poisoned her and mute her, and then sold her to me. She has nothing to do with me!"
"roll……"
Su Hun uttered one word, and the strong man fled in embarrassment.
Su Hun held the little girl's hand and said, "Brother, will you take you to eat something good?"
The little girl looked at Su Hun blankly, then nodded her head.