There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

He plays the piano, she listens.

Zhong Ziqi could always hear the man's thoughts from the sound of the piano, obviously she didn't know anything about rhythm, both of them were amazed at such a strange thing.

Gradually, after getting along for a long time, they fell in love.

"so good."

Qin Lianqu's eyes are full of longing. She didn't know before that love can be so beautiful, like a story carefully designed by God, and then shown to the world. It is full of coincidences, fate, but just right, making people intoxicated .

Unexpectedly, just when Qin Lianqu was addicted to it, Zhong Ziqi showed a sneer: "Yes, if there is no aftermath, this will be a beautiful story."

094

Mo Mingxin and Qin Wushuang walked aimlessly on the street.Qin Wushuang was still letting out his breath, driving away the flow of people, so as not to hurt Mo Mingxin if someone didn't have eyes.She felt that Mo Mingxin seemed a little absent-minded.

But she didn't tell, and she didn't ask.

The two moved forward silently, and gradually came to the slightly remote streets of Xiule City.

This is an area where civilians live, and only civilians come in and out. Those well-dressed rich families and unpredictable practitioners will not come to this place. They have their own area of ​​activity.

Compared with the bright and beautiful avenues in the city, this area is much simpler.The passers-by were all wearing shoddy civilian clothes, their faces and bodies were more or less covered with dust, their faces were a little tired, but their eyes were full of satisfaction.

Their life is very simple, they work at sunrise and return at sunset, work hard for their small family, and live a simple but fulfilling life.

The appearance of the two of Mo Mingxin surprised these simple civilians, especially Mo Mingxin's clothes.However, civilians are the most timid, and no one would dare to make a mistake after taking a look at Qin Wushuang.

The two walked on the street, and the others stepped back one after another.

"I didn't expect to come here." Mo Mingxin came back to his senses, looked around, and there was a little nostalgia in his eyes: "I haven't stepped into this kind of place for hundreds of years, I thought I had forgotten I didn’t expect to feel nostalgic.”

Qin Wushuang was taken aback, and couldn't help being curious, but he always seemed a little indifferent, and didn't know how to ask.

Mo Mingxin suddenly turned around and gave a smirk: "Want to hear it?"

Qin Wushuang, who was seen through his thoughts, blushed under the hood with embarrassment, turned his head away, snorted coldly, and fell silent.

"Then I'll take it as your default."

Mo Mingxin gave her a funny look, and said leisurely: "Before, I was only a little bit older. How old was I? I was probably six or seven years old, and I lived in a similar place."

Qin Wushuang couldn't help turning her head and looking at Mo Mingxin, but what she saw was only the back. She couldn't guess what Mo Mingxin's expression was at the moment, but she thought about her childhood and said calmly: "It's not bad. Here, although life is monotonous, at least it is considered happy."

Q skirt, don’t you know?

Q skirt, don’t you know?

Q skirt, don’t you know?

Mo Mingxin shook his head, and said lightly: "No, I don't have parents, I'm an orphan."

Qin Wushuang's heart trembled, and he quickly wanted to say something, but Mo Mingxin suddenly turned his head and looked at a little girl in ragged clothes by the side of the road.

"When I was just born, it seemed that I was picked up by an old woman in a ruined temple. I don't remember the name of the old woman. She was alone and had no two daughters, so she simply regarded me as a child. I was brought up as a granddaughter, but unfortunately, when I was only a few years old, she became seriously ill and couldn't hold on, and died. After that, I was like that little girl, living on the street, living a life without a meal."

Qin Wushuang followed Mo Mingxin's gaze. The little girl beside the road was curled up, skinny, but her eyes were bright, looking in one direction, flickering.

"What does she want to do?"

Qin Wushuang asked curiously.

Mo Mingxin smiled and said: "She is going to steal something to eat, that is the bun stand not far from her. But if it were me, I wouldn't steal that kind of stall, I would steal the fruit stand, even one or two less so as not to be discovered.”

Qin Wushuang didn't know how to answer these words.

At this time, the little girl got up, she staggered, walked on the street carelessly, and then unknowingly approached the stall selling buns, saw her shoulders loosen, and then walked away quickly.

Qin Wushuang's eyesight is naturally sharper than ordinary people's. She saw the whole process of the little girl stealing the buns. Just when she was surprised by the little girl's proficiency, the stall owner suddenly let out a roar.

"Catch that little bastard, she stole my bun!"

Let's just say, the stall owner, who was not tall but still strong, walked towards the little girl. The adult walked quickly, and within a few steps, he caught up with the little girl and grabbed her hand.

On the little girl's thin hand, there was a snow-white steamed bun that was still steaming.

"Damn brat, dare to steal my things?"

The stall owner was full of anger, and dragged the little girl back into the alley behind the stall.

Qin Wushuang was about to catch up, but found that Mo Mingxin was motionless, and couldn't help urging: "What are you still standing for?"

"You want to go?!"

Instead, Mo Mingxin looked at her in surprise, and then sneered: "Okay, I'll go and have a look with you."

She cast a spell to eliminate the figure, and then accompanied Qin Wushuang to the alley.

"What does that man want?"

Qin Wushuang asked in a slightly cold voice.

Mo Mingxin said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that this is repetitive work every day, people will definitely be depressed after a long time, and the boss may have just died recently, or his wife slept with someone else , I have accumulated some negative emotions in my heart, and I have to vent them out. The best way is violence besides prostitution. Don't worry, the girl will be beaten up at most, and she will not die."

Listening to Mo Mingxin's casual explanation, Qin Wushuang couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart: "Don't you have any sympathy? Such a small girl..."

"She was beaten up, and then she was able to fill her stomach. This is a deal, and no one loses." Mo Mingxin looked at her strangely: "When did you become such a kind-hearted character? ?”

Qin Wushuang froze for a moment, unable to say anything to refute.

"Don't worry, mortals have mortal rules, and there is something called the law that binds them. The stall owner dare not play hard, you see."

During the conversation, the two had already walked into the alley, and saw that the stall owner was constantly trampling on the little girl. The little girl was lying on the ground, protecting the buns she had stolen with her hands. Although there was pain on her face, she still He gritted his teeth and persisted.