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On the side.

A girl in her early twenties looked at him expressionlessly.

Liu Mei frowned, and said lightly: "Not enough, there is more, no one will snatch it from you!"

The girl is very beautiful, her big eyes are flickering, her face is pale but still beautiful, even wearing old clothes that have been washed white, she can't hide the softness of her figure.

The only fly in the ointment is-

On her head she always wears a big red old style cotton hat covering her hair and earlobes.

In a small city in the south, the heat is unbearable this season.

This hat was not only out of place, but also blocked the black hair on the girl's body, which should have been a bonus, and made it stick out a bit weirdly.

Hear what the girl said.

An Mixiu reluctantly swallowed the food in his mouth.

He turned his head and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I haven't eaten for several days, so I made you laugh."

Hearing this, the girl subconsciously took another look at An Mixiu's ragged clothes, which were a little more ragged than a beggar's, and sighed insignificantly.

Immediately stepped forward.

Silently took the empty bowl away from him.

After a while, the girl brought another bowl of steaming rice.

An Mixiu thanked her and continued to feast.

Wait until he is almost done eating.

The girl just took out a set of middle-aged men's clothes that are somewhat worn out but clean:
"Put on this outfit after taking a shower, and sleep on the sofa in the living room tonight."

An Mixiu actually wanted to say that he could go back and continue sleeping in the bridge hole.

At this time, a rancid smell emanated from him.

The taste is very similar to salted duck eggs that have been spoiled for several months.

An Mixiu was a little embarrassed, unable to say what was on his lips.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he finally made up his mind and nodded with difficulty: "I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

"Remember to close the door for me when you leave."

Between the staggered figures, the girl's voice came lightly.

"Miss Ling..."

Seeing the girl tidying up the dishes, An Mixiu plucked up his courage: "Why do those guys bother you?"

an hour ago.

An Mixiu rummaged through the trash cans for food as usual.

Just when he was happy to pick up a few packs of expired instant noodles.

Suddenly heard a cry for help.

The only sense of justice left in his heart prompted him to rush all the way.

That's how this meal came about.

Hear these words of concern.

The girl paused in her footsteps, pondered for a moment, and said, "This is my private matter and has nothing to do with you."

These words made An Mixiu feel a sense of alienation from thousands of miles away.

Looking at the two black-and-white photos hanging on the opposite wall, and the girl's frequent movements of reaching out to pull down the brim of her hat when she was washing the dishes, An Mixiu understood the inside story of this incident more and more.

He didn't say anything more, picked up the set of clean clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, An Mixiu came out with the changed clothes.

Hit the girl head-on.

As the eyes collided, the girl couldn't help being a little more surprised when she looked at An Mixiu with wet hair.

It's not because of the other party's looks.

Although An Mixiu's appearance is firmly in the upper class among men.

But for girls at this stage.

I can't even save my life.

What's the point of having a pretty skin?
In the girl's perception, An Mixiu's whole body reveals a gentleness, but it is not the kind of gentleness that a warm man cares about others.

It is a kind of indifference, gentleness, without a trace of affectation, a natural gentleness.

"Warm as jade!"

An idiom involuntarily popped up in my mind.

This made the girl who always liked to wrap herself up like a hedgehog to have a good impression of the man in front of her who she had known for less than two hours.

He told An Mixiu not to forget to take the dirty clothes with him when he left tomorrow morning.

The girl is ready to go back to her room to rest.

An Mixiu called her to stop.

Their eyes collided again.

The girl lowered her head subconsciously, a little afraid to look directly at An Mixiu.

Looking at the girl's rouge cheeks, An Mixiu said softly: "Thank you for taking me in, I will definitely repay you when I have the opportunity."

"repay?"

The girl pondered this word over and over again in her mouth, and there was a bit of disdain in her eyes.

When did beggars become so confident?

Turning her head and looking at An Mixiu with a serious face, the girl wanted to say "no" forcefully when she opened her mouth.

But seeing the other party's black and white eyes, full of sincerity.

The girl felt as if something hit her heart hard.

When the words came to his lips, they turned into four words.

"Thanks, good night!"

"You're welcome, good night!" An Mixiu responded with a smile.

Putting the dirty clothes into a garbage bag and putting them aside, An Mixiu turned off the light and lay down on the sofa in the living room.

The moment when the darkness completely engulfed him.

In the darkness, a soft murmur sounded.

"Jinding Real Estate..."

An Mixiu remembered it clearly.

In the evening, among several men besieging the girl in the alley.

One of them was wearing the uniform of the company.

In addition, An Mixiu also saw a big "demolition" character on the wall of the community.

and also……

In this community, there is no one except for a few houses including girls.

After all, An Mixiu has lived on the earth for more than 1000 years.

I have experienced strong winds and waves, and I am also used to seeing all kinds of ugliness.

What he saw and heard made him quickly think of the words "violent demolition".

And not long after An Mixiu lay down.

A few suppressed sobs came faintly from next to his ears.

An Mixiu turned over, his eyes pierced the darkness, and landed on the closed purple door.

What's on my mind is--

Just now after he took a shower and showed his real appearance.

The girl looked at her eyes...

no offence.

Not even the slightest bit of disgust or fear.

In An Mixiu's impression, those eyes were very clear and warm.

Come to think of it, she must have been a very kind and gentle girl before.

Just like yourself.

After being severely bullied by this world, his personality changed drastically.

If this is the case, then it is necessary for him to seek justice for her——

For the sake of the meal!

……

An Mixiu doesn't like violence in his bones.

Thousands of years of fighting under the starry sky filled him with aversion to violence and killing, and made him yearn for peace and happiness.

If not, why would he be reduced to this bleak state?

During this period of distress, no matter how badly he was bullied and bullied by humans.

An Mixiu still had a voice deep in his heart reminding him again:
"Excessive violence will inevitably lead to conflict; and conflict can only lead to hatred and killing; only love can create infinite beauty."

"The biggest difference between love and hate is that love makes people look forward to the future and makes people full of hope for the future. But hate can only remind people of those painful past events."

An Mixiu had always believed in it in the past.

But just now, when the girl's sobs came, his heart was truly shaken.

He remembered a sentence his father Lufa said:

"The kindness to the enemy is the cruelty to oneself. I have fully understood this sentence."

An Mixiu has always been disdainful in the past.

Now, he seems to have realized something.

[I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival, because the festival has been going on for a while, and the author has always insisted on being short and weak. Let's start tomorrow, and resume the previous 6-8K updates every day. Do what you say, please supervise! 】