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If you love him, let your love surround him like sunshine and set him free.

——Mo Qingxian

For several days, Mo Qingxian and Meng Yuannian searched for hiding places.From time to time, they would meet a group of people looking for them. There were a few waves that didn't look like they belonged to the same family, but Mo Qingxian and Meng Yuannian didn't dare to take risks.Because they didn't know who were sent by the Lin family and who were those who wanted to arrest them.

Mo Qingxian felt that he should have tasted all the embarrassments in this life. His clothes were messy, his face was still covered with mud, and he looked like a little beggar from a distance.Meng Yuannian was even more embarrassed than him, with ragged clothes and a red scar the size of a palm on one side of his face. If he raised his head suddenly without mental preparation, it would scare people half to death.

This is the image they have studied and prepared for several days, just to escape from the city under the eyes of those people.Meng Yuannian first lowered his head and walked slowly towards the city gate, occasionally pretending to fall, and pedestrians on the road avoided him and walked by.Everyone looked at him with distaste, but also with a little invisible compassion.

Mo Qingxian stared closely at Meng Yuannian's figure. They had already discussed that they would go northeast when they left the city, and they heard that they could reach Baoding in that direction.Mo Qingxian leaned against the wall until the sun went down, then carried the snakeskin bag on his shoulders, and walked out slowly with his waist bent.He practiced this posture under the bridge for a long time these days, and he was obviously very proficient, but when it came time to actually practice it, he was so nervous that his whole body was trembling stiffly.

From the perspective of outsiders, it is a sick little beggar carrying a dirty bag, shaking his legs and crawling along the road.It's different from Meng Yuannian's situation, perhaps because he doesn't look so scary, someone passing by gave him a steamed bun and a few biscuits, but he didn't dare to speak, so he pretended to be dumb and kept bowing to those people. .He had never lowered his head so much in his life, and his waist was so soft.

Perhaps in the eyes of those who wanted to arrest him, he was the young master of the Lin family, and he would never do such a thing as a beggar.So it was easier for him to go out than Meng Yuannian. He didn't dare to relax when he left the gate of the city. He continued to walk around in the same way, until he couldn't see the crowd and houses behind him, and then ran towards the northeast. and go.

Meng Yuannian had been waiting for him by the side of the road. He still had the ugly red scar on his face, but his clothes had been changed into clean ones.As soon as Mo Qingxian saw Meng Yuannian, he rushed towards him, his legs shaking so that they didn't look like his own.

"Ah Qing, you did a good job!" Meng Yuannian hugged him vigorously, and whispered happily, "Ah Qing, I'm so happy."

"I'm also very happy!" Mo Qingxian wanted to yell excitedly, but still knew that it was not absolutely safe, so he just patted Meng Yuannian's back vigorously, "We finally left that ghostly place. "I was about to cry as I said it.

Meng Yuannian helped him sit down, took out food and water for Mo Qingxian, and said with a smile: "Eat and bring something, we have to travel overnight, the farther the better."

In March, Mo Qingxian's deepest memory is only the faint moonlight, the darkness of the road ahead, and a straight and thin back.

When I was tired, I leaned against the tree for a rest, and when I was hungry, I ate a few mouthfuls of steamed buns under cold water.Mo Qingxian recalled this period of time in the future, and he didn't know how he persevered at that time.He felt very tired, and his internal organs hurt from being tired, but he still couldn't stop.He knew that Meng Yuannian was more tired than him, but Meng Yuannian's endurance was so strong that he would never be able to do it.

Baoding is a lively city, and the population is obviously going to be dense.In such a flow of people, Mo Qingxian felt a little relieved and relaxed.He took Meng Yuannian's hand and walked in the market, with a smile as bright as the morning sun on his thin pointed face, and he said, "Ah Yuan, look, it's really nice here."

Meng Yuannian also laughed. If there was no scar that got in the way, he would definitely be the most beautiful scenery in this city.

They decided to stay in Baoding first, and then take a bus back to Beijing from Baoding when they have saved enough money.