The extremely weak Chu Rui held it for a long time before he accumulated all his strength and spit out a word that was extremely weak.
"oh oh."
The young man with very clear eyes and wearing a lot of patched linen clothes heard Chu Rui's voice. He let go of his head in embarrassment, left quickly, poured a glass of water and brought it over.
After drinking three glasses of water, Chu Rui felt like he had regained some vitality, but his injuries were too serious. After drinking the water, he tilted his head and fainted again.
He woke up again, not knowing what time it was. The situation after waking up this time was obviously much better than the last time. Although he still felt severe pain all over his body and his mind was messy, at least he remembered that he was Who and why are they here?
Am I not dead?
Even though the injury was so serious that he couldn't even move his fingers, and the condition of his whole body couldn't be worse, the pain and weakness coming from his body made him very happy, and he was very happy. He wanted to laugh. This was a heartfelt laugh that could not be stopped at all. However, he was too weak to do even such a simple action. He could only pull the corner of his mouth, and that was it. One movement made him sweat in pain, but he couldn't help it. Although he didn't know why he escaped from the clutches of the demon and saved a small life, it was obviously not the time to think about this now. , living is the best.
As the saying goes, a single move affects the whole body. Although it is just a seemingly insignificant smile, it affects the whole body. The situation at the moment is already bad enough. Although I don’t know how long I have rested, it is still So weak, laughing like this now, is affecting the whole body, making the body that originally needed to rest completely seem to be falling apart because of this action, but Chu Rui can't stop now, he wants to laugh, He couldn't stop, even if the pain was excruciating, he still wanted to laugh and feel the reality of the pain at this moment. Because of the pain, he knew that he was really alive.
The result of such willful behavior was that Chu Rui fainted again after a few seconds.
When I opened my eyes again, I felt that my body was much better. I could at least move a little bit, and the pain was no longer as severe as before. I turned my head slightly and looked outside. It was already dawn.
Moving his body, Chu Rui wanted to get up, but found that he couldn't do it now. Moving his body was the limit.
Huhu...
After taking two deep breaths, Chu Rui finally gave up.
The room was very messy, the ceiling was dilapidated, and there were even a few holes. The bed under him was also very cold, and the quilt covering him was extremely patched, and there was an indescribable smell. Not only that, it smells very heavy, but it doesn't keep you warm. What the heck, even a shady businessman wouldn't come up with such a thing to fool people.
Taking a deep breath and feeling the humidity in this room, Chu Rui couldn't help but frowned. Although he was seriously injured now and needed to rest and recuperate, but under the conditions of this house, it was really not possible. Ah, even if he is cured, he may have to get rid of the root cause of the disease. You must know that now he is not the one with a body that is stronger than the golden body. To put it nicely, he just has no power to restrain a chicken. , and he is still very weak. To put it harshly, he is a sick man and a consumption ghost.
"Um."
Suddenly, a burst of fragrance came, causing Chu Rui's stomach to react and thunder.
"You're awake. You must be hungry. Come on, have some porridge."
The same simple farm boy from before walked in with a bowl of porridge, looked at Chu Rui who had opened his eyes on the bed, and showed a simple and innocent smile.
Chu Rui said nothing and allowed the young man to feed him the gruel one spoon at a time.
"You have a good rest, I'll come back in the evening."
The young man covered him with a quilt and went out carrying the empty bowl.
"Thanks."
Although he was weak and looked very clear, he was very sincere. The young man's hearing was obviously different from ordinary people. When he woke up before and asked for water, Chu Rui already knew it. After hearing his words, the young man smiled and showed his white face. Although his teeth look simple and honest, they are very sunny.
The young man walked out of the door and Chu Rui closed his eyes. Even though he did not move, the porridge was not very thin. It was just some extra rice grains in the rice soup. It could flow directly into the mouth and into the intestines without chewing or even swallowing. , However, even so, this project took a lot of energy from him. Yes, he was tired just being served a bowl of porridge.
Any kindness must be repaid, and any hatred must be avenged.
If people respect me one foot, I will pay them back one foot.
Chu Rui has always adhered to the principle of birth. This young man saved his life. Although he does not know the cause and effect, this is certain. This house, as well as the patches on the young man's body, can tell his own condition. He was just in the house. When he drank that bowl of watery porridge, although the young man tried his best to endure it, his eyes were so sharp that he could see the movement of his throat, obviously swallowing, and the look in his eyes. He had seen a lot of this kind of desire, this kind of hungry people's desire for food. When he was a killer, there were many people and children in war-torn and poor countries who had this kind of look. He was very familiar with it. .
For Chu Rui, he has eaten countless delicacies from mountains and seas. He has eaten almost all the famous delicacies in the world. Those that are not famous in the world are just hidden in a corner, perhaps in an inconspicuous town. Maybe it was a village or a farmer’s homemade delicacies. He had eaten a lot of them.
However, none of them were as delicious as the bowl of food that was more like rice soup than porridge. What he ate was not the taste, but beauty and kindness.
This cold bed, this quilt that is not warm and exudes a peculiar smell, is probably the boy's resting place. The bowl of porridge that is too thin to look like is probably the boy's ration, given to him. He himself would have to starve.
For a stranger to be able to achieve such a situation and such a favor, it is very heavy. In terms of quantity, it is insignificant. Such a poor bed, quilt, and food are worth a few dollars. Maybe even The place where the beggar lives is warmer than this, and the food he comes to is more delicious and abundant than this, but in terms of quality, it is the most precious, because it is everything that the boy has.
