"Is it you?!" Xiao Xun couldn't help but exclaimed, and realized that he couldn't attract the attention of outsiders, and immediately lowered his voice. "How can you be here? Mrs. Li Chun?"
Perhaps the familiar words touched him, and the boy stunned: "Li Chun ..."
After just repeating these two words, the teenager closed his mouth tightly like a river mussel.
Xiao Yan got up and walked in front of him, squatting down and looking at him, "Do you remember me? On the carriage, we were locked in the iron cage, the wire you handed me ..."
It seemed to be opened with a layer of dust covering all year round. The eyes of the teenager from empty to confusion, sparse eyebrows also frowned because of hard memories.
"Iron cage ... iron ..." He murmured.
"Yes, you can give me a wire that I can open the cage jump and escape. Do you remember it?" Xiao Yan repeatedly repeatedly repeatedly.
The slender eyes became bigger and bigger, and he finally remembered the beginning of the nightmare.
Yes, it is the carriage. He was transported to Yingzhou by that carriage and was transported to the most terrible hell.
With the recovery of memory, he seemed to be out of breath, and his throat was exhaling, and his thin body seemed to change the machine that could no longer be supported.
"Not good!" The old man frowned, his shot was like lightning, and he pulled the teenager's left hand and pressed his acupoints such as the inner pass, Taiyuan, Jiquan and other acupoints in turn.
After the acupuncture points were pressed, the old man Cen was sweaty, and the teenager gradually calmed down, and his breathing was long and stable.
Xiao Yan and Zheng Dongyang got up, giving more seat space, so that the old man and teenager could sit down comfortably.
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Xiao Yan took out the small handkerchief and wiped the sweat for the old man Cen.
"It's okay." With a tired smile in the consolation, the old man Cen patted Xiao Yan's little hand to soothe her, and turned his head to worry about Xiao Yan and Xiaoyu, "He is fine, but just now, the mood was surging.
Great attack. ""
The commotion in the private room has attracted the attention of the shop guys here.
The private room door was knocked, and the shop guys asked on the side of the shop. "Guest officer, what else do you want?"
"Send a few more discs of refreshments to eat." Xiao Yan shouted out.
After passing the guy outside the door, he lowered his voice and asked the boy: "Have you remembered it? Last time I was in Qinzhou ..."
After that, the teenager suddenly grabbed his arm tightly and prayed for a sorrow: "Please, please take me to take me ... You can escape before, and now you can take me to escape ... Please
you!"
The fingers of withered branches are deeply trapped in Xiaoxi's sleeve folds because they are too hard, and the sound has an unbearable pain.
Afraid of the people outside again, Xiao Yan quickly reached out and covered his hand, soothing: "Don't worry, we can meet you again, so I won't ignore you ..."
The gentle voice and warm palm temperature seem to have the magical power of dispeling nightmares. In just a few words, the teenagers are no longer frightened.
..
The shop guys in Manyan Tower are well -trained and the actions are neat. At this time, the kung fu has been sent to the penalty to the door.
"It's not a place to speak here. I went to look for you tonight." Xiao Yan whispered quickly.
The light of hope in the eyes of the teenager quickly returned: "I live in the firewood house in the backyard, I am waiting for you."
After speaking, he got up immediately and returned to the shrinking appearance of standing walls, as if everything had not happened just now.
Next second, the shop guys open the private room door and send the refreshment.
The five people of the Xiao family were as usual. They drank tea and snacks, and talked about the recent interesting smells. After eating and drinking, they gave money after eating and drinking. They left like ordinary guests.
At night, the lights of Wanjia have extinguished, and Yingzhou seemed to be a baby in the cricket.
Black shadow sneaked into the backyard of the Mansyan Tower silently.
The gangs of Manyan Tower have entered Hei Tian Township in the house. Only the teenager's arms holding a thin package tightly, shrinking in the corner of the firewood house.
Slap, I lost a little stone to the feet of the teenager who shrink into a ball. After the teenager looked up, he noticed himself, and Xiao Yan made a gesture of loudly to signal the teenager.
The teenager nodded, trying to restrain the excitement in his heart, and stomped close to Xiaoxuan.
On the cold winter night, he finally left the nightmare that tied him for many years.
The young man seemed to be a cat. Xiao Yan carried his neck collar effortlessly, and he could take him back to Xiao's house without trace.
The oil lamp at home was not extinguished, and the family gathered in Xiaoyu's room.
When I heard the movement in the courtyard, Xiao Yan opened the door of the room, and it really came back with the boy.
"Come in." She whispered, and when the two flickered into the room, they quickly looked around and looked at it. Make sure no one saw it, and closed the door tightly.
The house is not large, and seven people are a little cramped, but fortunately, how warm people are, this temperature is particularly comfortable in the winter night.
The teenager sat on the stool, and the stiff and tight body finally relaxed.
Holding his pants, he took a strong sense of nasal sound: "Thank you ..."
"Don't thank you, I don't know how to call you." Xiao Yan had a gentle smile hanging on his face, handing a cup of hot rose tea.
After receiving the tea cup, the teenager's face also showed a long -lost smile. "I didn't remember what I called, but Sister Lichun said that my name was literature, and her brother called this."
"By the way, don't you always be with Mrs. Lichun? Why are you going to Manyan Tower again?"
Xiaoyu remembered that he was holding a bird cage beside Mrs. Lichun. At that time, he was not so thin, his face was rounded, and he wanted to come to Lichun to treat him from eating.
When it comes to Li Chun, the literary face shows sadness and sorrow. He slowly said: "Sister Li Chun's master doesn't want her, let her go back to her hometown.
I went, and later, the housekeeper and another group of miscellaneous battles gave Man Yanlou as a guy. "
Wen Lichun's master? Xiaoxiao remembered Mrs. Lvzhu before mentioning Wen Lichun's discussion about the young people. "Do you say the master?"
Literature raised his head, his eyes were full of fear, as if the name was a taboo.
He shook his lips, his voice intermittent: "You ... you know ... he?"
Xiao Yan shook his head, "What is the full name of this Yinglang, do you know?"
A few minutes later, after a few minutes, Literary Mingming seemed to gather a pitiful courage, whispered: "Sui ... Yingtai ..."
"What!" Xiao Zhao heard the name couldn't help standing up, and repeatedly repeatedly said: "Sui Yingtai?