God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

No one wants to disrupt the original order of the main city, because this order has been distorted from the beginning, so some people are willing to use their lives to correct it and fight for that "fairness".

Qi Yue was silent.

It took Qi Yue a long time to come back to his senses from the young man's words.

He rubbed his face and felt that the muscles on his face were extremely stiff and uncomfortable.

"sorry sir."

Qi Yue lowered his head, his spine bent.

"I was thinking too superficially."

He Ziyun just responded lightly. He glanced sideways at the homeless people who were getting supplies in the alley, and yawned lazily:

"All right."

"Let's go back."

Qi Yue straightened his back and said, "Yes, sir."

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Winter nights in the main city are extremely cold.

As soon as you leave the air-conditioned room, the coldness will be like a cold poisonous snake, wrapping around your body, spitting out its tongue little by little, and drilling into the gaps between your bones, bringing you excruciating pain and dizziness.

Few people can bear such a cold night.

But the streets were quite lively tonight, with many people walking on the streets.

There were well-dressed men and women walking hand in hand, old men wearing heavy cotton-padded clothes walking slowly, and many children, whose faces were red from the cold, kneeling in the corner begging.

When He Ziyun walked out of the coffee shop, his eyes were immediately attracted by the green color next to the coffee shop.

It was a beautifully decorated green Christmas tree.

The tree was covered with all kinds of small gifts, which were shining like stars.

There are also small chocolates and mini apples, like crystal clear gifts in winter, hanging on the needles of the Christmas tree. They are frozen hard by the cold and look even more lovely.

This Christmas tree, on a cold night, is like a bright pearl, emitting fine, warm light.

He Ziyun looked at the Christmas tree in a daze, and then realized that today was actually Christmas Eve.

Christmas Eve, this festival originated from the northwest region of the ancient earth, is still passed down today.

Perhaps it is because the word "peace" carries so many expectations from people that this festival continues to last.

Just as He Ziyun was about to leave, he saw a young child standing under the stairs in front of him.

He stood there for what seemed like a long time, then climbed up the steps with determination.

The child's legs were short, he wore a dirty woolen hat on his head, his clothes were bloated, his face was gray, and there was frozen snot hanging under his nose, but he had a pair of bright black eyes.

He didn't seem to notice the young man beside him. After climbing up the stairs, he jumped on his calves and ran towards the Christmas tree. He looked up at the "gifts" on the tree, his eyes twinkling.

He Ziyun felt a little bored, turned around and was about to leave, but felt a weak force pulling on his trouser leg.

"..."

He Ziyun already knew it in his heart. He turned around and saw the child who was looking at the Christmas tree holding his trouser legs tightly, and his small black hands left wrinkles on his trousers.

The child realized that he had soiled He Ziyun's pants, his eyes were filled with confusion and fear, and he let go of his hand tremblingly.

"Brother, brother, I didn't mean it," the child stammered in explanation:

"I saw that you were leaving, so I got anxious and grabbed you."

He Ziyun raised his eyebrows slightly and responded to the child unexpectedly.

"Catch me for what?"

His eyes quickly fell on the child's feet. He saw that the child was wearing a pair of worn-out shoes, with several frost-swollen toes pinched tightly together. Some white and black pus can be vaguely seen between the red, swollen and swollen skin.

Such frostbite is painful for an adult, let alone a young child...

"I, I want to ask my brother," the child did not notice the young man's gaze. He mustered up the courage to point to the Christmas tree next to him and said softly:

"Brother, can you give me some of the chocolate and apples on the tree?"

He Ziyun was startled. His eyes slowly moved away from the child's feet and met the other's eyes.

"Me?" The child nodded vigorously, twisting his hands tightly together, looking extremely nervous.

"Yes, brother." The child said softly, "I just need a little bit, I really don't need a lot."

He Ziyun was silent for a few seconds, and finally chose to tell the truth:

“But this tree is not mine.”

The child's eyes instantly became dull, and his dirty little face instantly became as pale as paper. The confusion and panic in his eyes seemed to overflow his eyes and engulf him.

"No...isn't it..."

The child bit his lower lip, tears welling up in his eyes as if they would burst out at any second.

But he just sniffed and held back tears.

The child originally thought that the young man in front of him was a staff member of the coffee shop, and he still had a small fantasy in his heart that the young man might give him apples and chocolates. However, reality dealt him a heavy blow.

"Well... forget it." The child raised his hand to wipe his eyes, turned around and prepared to step down the stairs.

It's okay, I just can't eat apples and chocolate tonight...

Just as he took a step forward, the calm voice of the young man came from behind him:

"Do you like apples and chocolate?"

He Ziyun didn't know why he asked this question, but he asked it anyway.

The child's footsteps stopped abruptly. He blinked, looked back at the young man who was like a world away from him, and shook his head in the other's sight.

"no."

"I don't like chocolate very much, and I don't like apples very much either."

In his world, there is no such thing as whether he likes or dislikes, only whether it can fill his stomach. As long as he can not be hungry, he likes to eat anything.

"Why then?"

The young man asked again.

The child tilted his head and answered seriously and persistently:

“Because it’s peaceful!”

The child said: "As long as I eat the apple, I can live peacefully for a whole new year."

He just wants to live well, as long as he lives.

He Ziyun was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he took out the handkerchief from his breast pocket, walked over to the confused child and squatted down.

"Take this."

The child took the handkerchief in a daze, lowered his head and smelled it, faintly smelling a slightly sweet floral scent.

"what is this?"

the child asked.

“This is your future peace.”

He Ziyun said softly.

"Take it and go to He's Manor south of the main city."

“You will have a lifetime of peace.”

Even without the apples and chocolate.

In the cold air, a sweet and strong rose fragrance briefly rose, just like the slightly curved and gentle amber eyes of the young man, immersed in the memory bit by bit.

The child looked at the young man who had gone away and tightened his handkerchief.