Collapse, I Will Take You to Fight!

'Man's footsteps?child? '

From the voice, Zeke immediately recognized the other's species and physique.

He turned his head and looked to confirm his judgment.

In the snowy night, a thin and petite figure staggered into the bridge hole.

"Fire... there is fire... it's freezing me!!!"

She screamed and screamed, and suddenly changed from a shivering little pitiful to a full of vitality, and rushed to the opposite side of Zeke without any reason, warmed her hands with flames, and her dirty little cat-like face appeared. A very happy smile.

"Thank you, I'll use your fire! Huh? You still have something to eat? Can you... sip..."

This inexplicably familiar white-haired dumpling, unsatisfactory tears flowed from the corners of her mouth, she subconsciously sucked, uh, tears.

'The clothes are a little dirty, but they're decent.Rich people?runaway?Well, sell a good fate, maybe it can be used later. '

One point of caring for the cub, nine points of consideration for the future situation, Zeke handed over a piece of unbited bread that was baked just right.

Then it was gone in the blink of an eye.

Yes, in the blink of an eye, Zeke's hands were empty.

He reacted and looked in the direction of the white-haired ball.

I saw her cheeks round and bulging, chewing with every movement.A pair of big round eyes, looking at Zeke without blinking at this moment, shone brightly under the reflection of the flickering firelight.

"..."

Kind of cute.

But not scientific.

Zeke looked at the bread in the paper bag, which was two circles larger than the palm of an adult's hand, and then looked at the small mouth of the white-haired dumpling.

How did something so big fit in?

Is the capacity of the little girl's body so strong?

Then he instantly lost interest.

Such a devoured food sample greatly reduces the possibility of good conditions in the white-haired dumpling's home.This clothes, it is estimated that I was lucky to pick it up from where?In conclusion, it is useless.

Zeke closed the paper bag. The three loaves of bread left in the bag were his food for tomorrow.At the same time, he also ignored Bai Mao Tuan's small eyes that suddenly turned dark.

The lord is tired and does not serve poor ghosts.

ha?You say this doesn't love children?

Lao Tzu is young, love yourself first, is there a problem?

"Can you..."

After chewing, the white-haired dumpling looked at Zeke eagerly.

Chicla pulled the dirty quilt on his body and interrupted without raising his head:

"This side is my position. This side is more protected from the wind, and it should belong to me, the person who came first, who made a fire and gave you food. The rest of the place is up to you, relying on the fire, it won't freeze to death."

"Oh."

The white-haired dumpling obediently replied a word.

Yes, very good, if you ignore the whispers she thought she was whispering, it was all the whispers that Zeke heard in his ears.

"Stingy..."

"I don't care about you..."

"This lady is not uncommon..."

Zeke scratched his ears.

"If you mumble again, just let me out."

"Why! Your name is not written in the bridge hole."

Zeke then picked up a wooden branch and wanted to write his name on the ground, but he suddenly remembered that he could say it, but he had never touched the text here, so he didn't understand it!

"puff!"

The white-haired dumpling seemed to see his embarrassment, covered his mouth, and snickered.

"Give me back the bread I gave you."

"Huh? Are you the devil?"

What if you ate it all?Spit it out?Is it pulled out?

"vomit~"

The white-haired dumpling vomited, stuck out his tongue, and looked at Zeke with a perverted expression.

"What are you... Forget it, I'm asleep, I'll get up in the middle of the night to add firewood, and if I can't wake up, you'll wake me up when you're cold."

As soon as he lay down, Zeke's consciousness became confused.This body is really too weak. After supplementing nutrients and calories, the instinct of the creature drives him to use sleep to speed up his recovery.

So, he quickly fell asleep.

"Asleep? So soon?"

The white-haired dumpling muttered to himself in surprise, leaned over and saw Zeke's face clearly.

"I have the same white hair as me."

"But it's so dirty, I can hardly see it."

"Is this guy's father lost too? I wonder if he has a mother?"

Bai Mao Tuan muttered, his eyes aimed at the paper bag with bread next to him, he swallowed, and he stretched out his trembling little hand.

……

"Hey! Wake up!"

In the middle of the night, Zeke was forcibly awakened by the white-haired dumpling, and then a biting chill instantly awakened his confused mind.

"Is the fire out?"

Zeke's eyes were dark, and he rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and then confirmed - yes, it was gone.

Since his vision failed to break through the limitations of the darkness, what Zeke didn't see was a pile of wood and firewood that was randomly piled on the originally burning fire.

It seemed that it was the culprit that extinguished the flames.

The white-haired dumpling squatted beside him, holding a handful of firewood sticks in his hands.Oh, I was wrong, the culprit is not those firewood branches, but this white-haired dumpling.

"I... just want to add some firewood for you..."

The white-haired dumpling said shyly, and quietly put down the things in his hands.

Zeke, who had a splitting headache, didn't care about the reaction of the white-haired ball, just groped to the edge of the fire in his memory, gritted his teeth and said:

"Stay far away, I'll come."

"Oh."

However, the night was too dark.

Good technology cannot make up for the vision problems of this young body due to perennial malnutrition.

With nothing to see, Zeke eventually failed to regenerate the fire, crouching beside the ashes, shivering with cold.

"Hey! Are you all right? I see how uncomfortable you are?"

the white-haired boy asked.

"You... can you see clearly?"

"Of course you can! Can't you see?"

"I...I am now, like a blind man, can't...see anything."

Zeke shivered, and suddenly fell to the side.

"Hey!"

The white-haired dumpling caught him and found Zeke's body terribly frozen.

"Are you all right? No, not going to die, right?"

"Also...maybe..."

"That, bread! Yes, yes, you still have bread! Eat more and you'll be fine, that's what I'm like when I'm sick. Hey, don't go to sleep!"

Perhaps the accumulated weakness was too much, or the burden on the body was too heavy because of the wind and snow to find food and firewood.In short, Zeke's consciousness disappeared again uncontrollably.

"Hey! Cheer up!!!"

Chapter 3 Oh, Kiyana

When he woke up again, Zeke felt like he was sleeping by the fire.

No, there is a warm object that is hugging him tightly.

Zeke opened his eyes and saw the enlarged face of the white-haired ball in front of him.

Taking a closer look, the two are now leaning against each other tightly.On the body of the little white-haired dumpling, he was only wearing thin white underwear, which could be used to describe the state of the two of them by touching their skin.

Outside, the clothes that were taken off by the little white-haired ball were first covered, and then Zeke's own dirty quilt was on top, tightly wrapping the two of them layer by layer.

And the source of the warmth is the body temperature of this little dumpling.

"She saved my life."

Zeke sighed and said with a sigh.

"alright--"

"Ah! You're awake! Great!"

The white-haired dumpling soon woke up, seeing Zeke sober, a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Don't you feel bad?"

Zeke frowned.

This body has not been cleaned for an unknown period of time. When Zeke just crossed over, he was almost smoked to death by himself, and the little girl hugged him all night - sure enough, this is definitely not something that a big family's child can do, poor ghost The hammer is real, of course, the life-saving grace still has to be written down.