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Ghost Spider is a very unlovable kid in the village.

When he was born, his mother died of dystocia, and there was a spider mark on his back, so he was regarded as ominous by the villagers.In order to escape him from working in the fields all day long, his father never thought that he, who was still in his infancy, could grow up without being cared for at such a young age. unknown.

And when the man noticed, the ghost spider had already formed a paranoid child, who would fight with the children in the village as soon as they met.The unnourished body is skinny, and the six-year-old child is as thin as a four- or five-year-old doll.The thin fingers are like branches, and the surface is waxy yellow without nutrition.

Ghost spiders have little or no impression of their parents.Father may sometimes put some dry and hard biscuits on the table, which is his food for a few days, and he will not be able to eat until his father remembers next time.

Not enough to eat, not to wear warm clothes, and no one to discipline them, these things let the ghost spider learn how to sneak into other yards to eat at a young age.

The adults in the village couldn't beat him violently when they saw him. In order to vent their anger, they could only instigate the children at home to beat and kick him.In this way, even if someone asks, the most they can say is that children are just playing around.

Ghost Spider's father didn't even give him a name, and he never even wanted to look at this murderer.In his heart, this child killed his beloved wife, the murderer who killed the woman he loved most in his life.When the children in the village saw the mark of a spider on his back, they gave him such a monster-like nickname to humiliate him.

If one had to say what impression Ghost Spider had of this father, it would be the indifferent expression and back view.

It was a winter, very cold, and even the weeds on the roadside were gone.The ghost spider has been hungry for several days, but even if he went to his father to cry, he still got nothing.He had already 'learned' after being beaten countless times.

In order not to starve, he hit his idea on a persimmon tree in the village.No one would want the astringent and small persimmons, but the ghost spiders did not starve to death for two consecutive winters.

In the evening, there was no one on the cold road.The persimmon tree grows behind the village chief's house.

The ghost spider was dressed in tattered clothes that he had picked up. It was very dirty and rotten, but it was also very big, just enough to cover his small body.The numbness of the feet without shoes made the ghost spider feel a little happy, at least it didn't hurt so much anymore.There is a place on the sole of the foot that was punctured by a sharp stone, and it has begun to rot, but it looks like it is about to heal when it is half rotten, and the fleshy part of the foot is very itchy.

Looking at the scattered small persimmons on the tree, the ghost spider narrowed its eyes, pulled a smile on its face stiffly, and then returned to a blank expression.Since he was born, he didn't know how to smile, and others would only look bad when they saw him.He has seen Shifu, the village head's son, smiling at others in nice new clothes, and then the old woman in the village will give him a piece of glutinous rice cake.He once picked up other people's leftovers on the ground. Although they had green hairs, they were delicious, and wild grasses were much more delicious.

Then he also went to smile at the old woman, but the old woman beat him with a cane and told him to get away from him.

The crutches were very painful, and there was no extra flesh on the ghost spider's body, and he even heard the dull sound of bones being knocked.

Afterwards, he lay in the firewood shed at home for several days, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.This feeling made him not like to see other people, the way those people looked at him.The ghost spider didn't know what it felt like, and he didn't know how to describe it. He only knew that it would make him uncomfortable and he couldn't breathe.

He used to hide in the bushes and watch the children play and roll their beautiful clothes on the ground.

If you give me a dress like that.The ghost spider said silently in his heart.I will definitely hide it where no one can see it, wear it only for a short time every day to sleep, and never get it dirty or roll around on the floor like they do.Sleeping in such clothes must be as warm as basking in the sun.

Winter is so long.

Then it got dark and the kids went home.There is a delicious smell of food coming out of the chimneys of every household.

The ghost spider swallowed, and said to himself.You ate a meat-filled pie just yesterday, and you're not hungry, not at all.

That pie was something with a dry crust sandwiching a fish bone.

I looked around and saw that there was no one around, because everyone went back to eat.

The ghost spider just stood up from the bushes, and his numb feet caused him to fall and smash his forehead.Ghost Spider touched his forehead and licked the blood off his hands.Then he limped to the swing in the open space.

He has been watching it for several days, and finally wants to sit down.

Sitting on the swing, the wooden boards made a slight sound, which was surprisingly loud in a quiet open space.

The ghost spider opened its eyes wide and looked around, ready to run away as soon as anyone appeared.

After waiting for a while, there was nothing but the whistling wind.

Standing on tiptoe, tentatively kicking like what I saw during the day, the swing started to shake.This wonderful feeling makes the ghost spider a little bit surprised.

Then he kicked again with great audacity, and the strange feeling was even greater.The ghost spider stared at the hand holding the rope, and then at the wooden boards under him, his eyes were full of surprise.

The swing changed more and more, and the ghost spider raised the corners of its mouth. He thought it was the most amusing thing.It's better than lying on the ground and digging up earthworms to eat.

The shaking has been increasing, and the small body is thrown high on the swing.

I can grab the sky!

The ghost spider looked at the starry sky, and stretched out a hand as if fascinated, I can grab it!

Then another hand was extended, and the world turned upside down.

The ghost spider is thrown from the swing.

The swing made a creaking sound and swayed on its own.

Something flowed out of Ghost Spider's eyes, and he just lay on the ground, unable to move due to the pain all over his body.Obviously for a second he thought he had grasped the sky.

Then he curled up and let himself burst into tears.However, to others, the sound was still as small as a little cat sobbing.

The stars in the sky were still blinking, and the ghost spider was tired from crying.No one came to comfort him as he imagined, patted his shoulder lightly, and said softly in a gentle voice: "Ghost spider, it's all right now, everything is all right."

The little child was lying on the ground, wiping his eyes carelessly with his bony hands, and there was mockery in his red eyes.He slowly got up from the ground, limping away even more than before.

He never went to this place again, it would make him uncomfortable.The loneliness that came out of his soul was so weak that he couldn't even cry.

But now, the ghost spider was climbing up the tree with a flexible and strange movement, and picked off a few persimmons at the bottom.This year it's bigger than ever!certainly delicious.

Picking a little ecstasy, Ghost Spider even forgot to pay attention to the scene around him.

Satisfied, he climbed down from the tree and prepared to eat persimmons when a stone hit him on the back.

The strength was so great that he almost fell over.

The ghost spider turned its head and opened its eyes wide.A group of ten-year-old children stared at him with pebbles in their hands, as if they had found a fun toy.

"Ghost spider, come to steal again? I'm not afraid of death, kill him!" Shi Fu, the eldest son of the village chief's family, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, first threw stones at him.With a condescending arrogance.

The ghost spider didn't even have time to pick up the persimmons, so he turned around in a hurry and wanted to run. If there were only one or two of them, he could try to resist, but this time there were too many of them.

The knee was kicked hard, and the ghost spider knelt down facing him, and was kicked and punched by the people who came up to him.

Without saying a word, he curled himself up in silence.At this time, the sky was not yet completely dark, and in the dim evening, the bright red fire clouds reflected his pale face, and a fishy-sweet smell passed through his mouth.

The ghost spider groaned like a wild beast, hugged its head tightly with its hands, and curled up its small body on the ground.

In the fiery red sky, he saw a man standing at the corner, holding something in his hand.It was so far away that the man's face was just blank to the ghost spider.

But Ghost Spider's eyes lit up, stretched out his hand to him, and called out inaudibly, "Father..."

Father save me, save me.I'm in so much pain!I'm so hungry and cold, why don't you help me?hug me!I'm so cold, I feel like I'm dying.

And the man may or may not have heard, turned around and walked away with a silent gesture.Step by step, the ghost spider's last hope was shattered.

He retracted his arms and hugged himself, his body was getting colder and colder, as if a layer of ice had formed.

When he heard the news of the man's death, the ghost spider was grabbing a small, lively fish and stuffing it into his mouth.

Someone said in a disgusted tone in his ear, disaster star, your father was also killed by you, he fell from the mountain and died.

The movement of eating fish was slow for a second, perhaps because he had eaten gall.Mouth astringent.

Then he continued to eat, and ate all the fresh fish without leaving the scales, internal organs and bones.After eating, the ghost spider touched his stomach, and said in a soft voice that only he could hear, "I want to be full, wear nice and warm clothes, and I don't want to be beaten by others."

As for the others, let them die.Ghost Spider thought to himself.

And that year, he was nine years old.

But that winter seemed to be as long as a lifetime. After a long, long time, the ghost spider seemed to still feel the cold of that winter.

He squinted his eyes to feel the redness shining on his body, and with a big knife on his shoulder, he looked at the traces made by the wheels of the carriage on the ground.Several long lines intersect with each other as the convoy advances.Huoshaoyun is so red today.

Chi, when did it happen, I still remember it.

The ghost spider stood impatiently on the carriage full of goods, and there were sporadic black bloodstains on it.

He waved the machete on his shoulder and said a few casual words, which earned the cheers of everyone in the team.

Ghost Spider raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, watching those people happily discussing how much they could get this time.

This is the life of his ghost spider, that kind of cold winter, ha, who has the heart to remember.It's better to rob a few more villages if you have that spare time.

The convoy was still moving forward unhurriedly, and those dark lines intersected behind them, and one day they would overlap completely.