Wrong Changhuan
Chapter 56 The Man in Black
After dinner, Yang Yan and Lin Xiao were just about to go upstairs with wine pots, when Wen Tingzhao followed closely behind.
Yang Yan stopped, looked back at Wen Tingzhao's fawning smile, and then at Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao said, "You go up and wait for me--" Then he turned and went downstairs to the backyard of the inn, seeing Wen Tingzhao in a daze, he said again, "Are you still learning?"
Hearing this, Wen Tingzhao beamed with joy, nodded his head, and said, "Xue-xue--" and trotted along the way excitedly.
Chang Huan and An went back to the guest room by mistake, and saw that the tub of hot water that Xiao Er had ordered to prepare earlier in the morning had already been placed in the room, and it was steaming.
Chang Huan stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, and said, "Just so--" When he looked up, he saw An Cuo loosen his belt in front of her.
Happy together, but also pleasing to the eye.
Chang Huan couldn't help but look twice more, swallowed his saliva, and then realized that he shouldn't be staring, turned his back suddenly, and said with a blushing face, "You...why didn't you tell me in advance ..."
The beauty took a bath, and the water splashed lightly.It is hazy and fragrant.
An Cuo teased softly, "Haven't Ah Huan watched it all before, why... are you shy?"
Seeing Chang Huan twisting his clothes uneasily with his head bowed to the bathtub, An smiled wrongly, and said softly, "A Huan, turn around--"
Chang Huan turned around as if bewitched, and saw An Cuo resting his chin with his hands, his hair loose, leaning on the edge of the tub, smiling and blinking, looking straight at himself.
She had never seen such a mistake.Chang Huan suddenly felt his blood rushing up, and thought, this is the temptation of nakedness, who can bear it...
Chang Huan unconsciously scratched his eyebrows with his left hand, and stammered, "That... that one is injured... it can't get wet...Yang...Yang Yan said..." He raised his hand and wrapped around it. Right hand with white cloth.
An Cuo smiled, playing with taste, "So, what you were thinking...is this..."
Chang Huan only felt his cheeks burning hot, and then suddenly woke up, he was injured, how could Ah Cuo not know.
But without waiting to think about it, a pair of jade hands grabbed the skirt of her chest and pulled her closer, before she could exclaim, her mouth was softly sealed.
Chang Huan's eyes that were originally wide open slowly closed, greedily sniffing the unique fragrance of Ah Cuo, enjoying the heartbeat and sweetness of the moment.
An Cuo let go of Chang Huan, and said tenderly, "Then wait until you recover from your injury... you can try--"
Looking at the person in front of him, his closed eyes slowly opened.Those clear, childlike eyes deeply moved her heart.
That blushing little face is the most beautiful lover in the world.
You give me an infatuation, and I promise you a lifetime promise.
People are yours, and so is your heart.
This life, I, is yours.
Ah Huan, how about this? !
Warm breath came to his face, seeing Ah Cuo was looking at her quietly, Chang Huan said in a panic, "I...I seem to hear...Yang Yan is calling me..." He stumbled and walked out of the guest room , forgot to close the door for a while, and then quickly turned back and took it as if suddenly remembering.
An Cuo looked at Chang Huan who was fleeing, but was fascinated by that cute look.
Chang Huan went out, annoyed by his own reaction just now, walked a few feet away, and absently pushed open the door of Yang Yan's guest room.
In the house, Yang Yan and Lin Xiao, who were drinking at the table, stopped the movements of their hands, and when they all turned their heads to look over, Chang Huan was relieved, took a step back, and said, "I'm sorry-I went to the wrong room It's..." As he said that, he was about to close the door and try to escape.
Yang Yandao, "Wait--come in first...everyone is here, and I have something to return to you...I keep saying I want to give it to you." As he spoke, he took out the concentric white jade pendant and dagger from his body, and handed them over.
Chang Huan had no choice but to go into the house to take it.
Lin Xiao looked at Chang Huan, and asked with concern, "Why is your face so red? Did you suffer from the wind and cold?"
Yang Yan took a look and said, "It's really red..." Then he got up and reached out to touch Chang Huan's forehead.
Chang Huan dodged it and said, "I didn't catch a cold... It's just that the room is a bit stuffy... I'll go outside for a walk--" Then he turned his head and left.
Yang Yan hurriedly added, "Don't go out alone, ask Xiao Wen or An Cuo to accompany you..."
"Understood--" Chang Huan said holding the dagger, closing the door with one hand, inserting the dagger into his waist, putting the jade pendant in the cloth bag that he carried with him, and touching his warm cheek again, and finally got down in embarrassment. Go upstairs and run away.
Wen Tingzhao was still in the backyard using his dagger to gesticulate the moves taught by Lin Xiao, stopping from time to time to repeat the moves, but he always felt that something was wrong. When he saw Chang Huan, he hurriedly took her hand and said, " I always feel that there is something wrong with these tricks, can you show me?"
Chang Huan shook off Wen Tingzhao in disgust, and said, "Let's talk, let's practice, don't touch your hands..." The embarrassment that was almost seen through just now has not completely retreated yet.
Wen Tingzhao was so focused on her sword skills that she didn't notice her abnormality.He raised his sword and practiced it again, until he stopped again in a posture of a flying crane spreading its wings. Chang Huan could not help but shouted, "Stop--take back your left foot, take a step back, and turn around. At this time, the sword can stab forward or face Swipe right."
Wen Tingzhao acted according to his words, and suddenly felt that the sword technique was much more coherent. He put away the sword, wiped off his sweat, and said with a smile, "Sister Lin, you are really good! This Xunyou sword technique, Uncle Xiao said, with my aptitude, it is almost You should be able to learn it in half a year, and you can master it..."
Chang Huan opened his eyes wide, held back his smile, and said, "Half a year? You've really thought it through...Are you sure you want to abandon literature and pursue martial arts?"
It's just because the contrast between the eloquent Jianghu high opinion just now and the clumsy sword dancing posture is too strong.
"That's natural. It's my lifelong dream to be a hero praised by everyone in the rivers and lakes." Wen Tingzhao said, and couldn't help but wonder after a pause, "How long did you practice Xunyou swordsmanship? Learned?"
Chang Huan smiled and said, "I was forced by my uncle at that time... It didn't take long..."
Wen Tingzhao was a little proud, and continued to ask, "Then let me guess...one year? Or... two years? Come on, I'm not laughing at you--"
"Three days--" Chang Huan finally couldn't help laughing.
Wen Tingzhao's smiling face and half-open mouth instantly solidified on the spot.
He who originally claimed to be a martial arts prodigy suddenly felt as if he had received a critical blow.I shouted in my heart, why is God so unfair.
Chang Huan approached to take a picture of Wen Ting, and comforted him, "I learned that when I was eight years old... If it is now, I'm afraid I will have to practice for half a year... So, Wen Shaoxia, you don't have to worry, work hard Just practice--I, take care of you--"
Wen Tingzhao faltered in an instant, with a mournful face, and said, "Eight years old... three days? You are not comforting people... you clearly stabbed me in the heart..."
"Do you want to go for a walk in the street? I practice swords right after dinner, but my stomach hurts easily..."
Wen Tingzhao put away his sword, bowed his head, and nodded.
"Do you have any silver with you?"
Wen Tingzhao nodded dully again.
The streets of the small town outside the inn are dimly lit with sporadic lights.Although it was just after dinner time, it was still and lonely.
The full moon is hazy, covering it, but is it the shadow of the silver toad and purple mansion?
Chang Huan felt a sense of melancholy, the bright moon was born, why did this cloud of smoke come into being, lingering and shrouding.
In the dark night, does the full moon also feel sad, mind the imposed erratic, want to know but can't?
The two of them had their own concerns and swayed slowly.
Most of the dark shops are already closed.
From the corner of the wall, there was an old voice, and then a dirty little hand crawled and grabbed the corner of Wen Tingzhao's clothes, and a childish voice sounded, begging, "Master, do me a favor, give me something to eat-- "
It was only then that Chang Huan noticed that the one kneeling on the ground was a five or six-year-old girl with buns in a messy look.
His clothes were ragged, his cheeks and fingers were red from the cold, his eyes were dark and bright, and there was a bit of fear and ignorance in the clarity.
Under the eaves behind her, a gray-haired old man was leaning against the wall, and the voice came from him.
Wen Tingzhao looked down and saw the dirty handprints left on the corner of his clothes. He was originally worried, but now he felt even more unlucky. He pulled away angrily and cursed, "It's really unlucky...Go, go--"
He is a generation of officials and eunuchs who have never had to worry about food and clothing. He has never dealt with these low-level beggars, so he naturally looks down on him.
The little beggar fell to the ground because he pulled the hem of his clothes suddenly.
Unexpectedly, Chang Huan squatted down, took the little beggar's hand, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"
The little beggar looked at Chang Huan pitifully and shook his head.
Wen Ting said, "These beggars don't need to be pitiful because they don't work hard and are willing to degenerate themselves--" the words sound plausible.
In the education and cognition he has received since he was a child, those who do not seek to make progress are weak.The weak are not worthy of sympathy.
Chang Huan ignored his words, just looked at the little beggar, pointed to the old beggar, and asked, "Is he your grandfather?"
The little beggar nodded, and said in a childish voice, "Grandpa can't see, he's sick..."
Chang Huan turned to Wen Tingzhao and said, "Give me the money--"
Wen Tingzhao patted the hem of his clothes and said, "Isn't it? You still want to pay?" Although he said so, he still did as he said.He took out a small piece of broken silver and put it in the palm of Chang Huan's outstretched left hand.
But the hand was still stretched out in place.
Wen Tingzhao licked his lips and asked back, "Isn't that enough?" Just as he was about to take out the money bag again, Chang Huan snatched it from him. He weighed it in his hand and estimated it was 20 taels.
Chang Huan stuffed the money bag into the little beggar's hand and said, "This is money, keep it away, I'll take you and your grandfather to see a doctor later, okay?" He said and gently rubbed the little beggar's head.
Seeing that the money bag was so generously given away by Chang Huan, Wen Tingzhao said helplessly, "You have pity on them, and you also have pity on me. Anyway, leave some for me..."
Chang Huan said, "I borrowed your money, and I will repay you twice when we arrive in Jiangling..." He stuffed the first small piece of silver into Wen Tingzhao's hands, and said, "Go to the steamed stuffed bun shop you passed by just now. Buy some steamed stuffed buns... let's go..."
Wen Tingzhao pouted and said angrily, "I want you to go, I won't go..."
Chang Huan stood up, looked at the man who was much taller than him, and said, "Wen Tingzhao, you keep saying that you want to be a hero, but have you really thought about who you want to be a hero for? And what is it for?" righteous?"
Wen Tingzhao fell silent after hearing the words, and immediately turned his head and walked back.
Chang Huan looked at the little beggar tenderly, with a sore nose.Thinking about Ah Cuo, if someone had treated her like this back then, wouldn't her life be less painful and more beautiful.Is not, everything will be different?
Everyone is born and deserves to be treated tenderly by this world.
While thinking about it, his body was suddenly bumped by a half-sized man who ran from nowhere, Chang Huan only felt a pain in his right hand, and when he regained consciousness, the man had already turned into a dark alley and disappeared.
After a while, I saw the person who bumped into her, that boy about ten years old, also dressed as a beggar, was stepping back from the alley in fright.
A sword was pointed directly at his chest. The person holding the sword was a young woman in a black dress and a red hair band. The tear mole at the corner of her eye was particularly eye-catching.
Seeing this, the little beggar ran over in a hurry, his short body stubbornly stood in front of the half-grown man, and cried out, "Please, don't hurt my brother—"
The woman holding the sword ignored the little beggar, and only ordered in a cold voice, "Return the things--"
The half-grown beggar took out the cloth bag the size of a palm from his arms, turned around and handed it to Chang Huan, but he didn't dare to look up at her.
Only then did Chang Huan look down at his waist, and it really belonged to him.He took the cloth bag and loosened the drawstring, seeing that the concentric white jade inside was still there, he was instantly relieved.
Just as I raised my head to thank the woman in black, that person flew away and disappeared.
Like a gust of wind, it came suddenly and left quietly.
Wen Tingzhao was holding a big paper bag in his arms, and when he trotted back all the way, he heard Chang Huan bow his head and say to the half-grown boy, "Don't steal anything from now on, take your grandpa to see a doctor, and find a place to live with the rest of the money." Live your life and take good care of your sister... In a year or two, when you grow up, you will be able to work and support them, don't steal any more, you know?"
The boy didn't speak the whole time, just nodded.
But Chang Huan saw that the young man's eyes, which seemed to have seen too much coldness in the world, were shining with crystal light and tears.
That light is the hope in this dark night.
Fortunately, there is hope.
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The author has something to say:
@罗神, come to eat candy. . .
Yang Yan stopped, looked back at Wen Tingzhao's fawning smile, and then at Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao said, "You go up and wait for me--" Then he turned and went downstairs to the backyard of the inn, seeing Wen Tingzhao in a daze, he said again, "Are you still learning?"
Hearing this, Wen Tingzhao beamed with joy, nodded his head, and said, "Xue-xue--" and trotted along the way excitedly.
Chang Huan and An went back to the guest room by mistake, and saw that the tub of hot water that Xiao Er had ordered to prepare earlier in the morning had already been placed in the room, and it was steaming.
Chang Huan stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, and said, "Just so--" When he looked up, he saw An Cuo loosen his belt in front of her.
Happy together, but also pleasing to the eye.
Chang Huan couldn't help but look twice more, swallowed his saliva, and then realized that he shouldn't be staring, turned his back suddenly, and said with a blushing face, "You...why didn't you tell me in advance ..."
The beauty took a bath, and the water splashed lightly.It is hazy and fragrant.
An Cuo teased softly, "Haven't Ah Huan watched it all before, why... are you shy?"
Seeing Chang Huan twisting his clothes uneasily with his head bowed to the bathtub, An smiled wrongly, and said softly, "A Huan, turn around--"
Chang Huan turned around as if bewitched, and saw An Cuo resting his chin with his hands, his hair loose, leaning on the edge of the tub, smiling and blinking, looking straight at himself.
She had never seen such a mistake.Chang Huan suddenly felt his blood rushing up, and thought, this is the temptation of nakedness, who can bear it...
Chang Huan unconsciously scratched his eyebrows with his left hand, and stammered, "That... that one is injured... it can't get wet...Yang...Yang Yan said..." He raised his hand and wrapped around it. Right hand with white cloth.
An Cuo smiled, playing with taste, "So, what you were thinking...is this..."
Chang Huan only felt his cheeks burning hot, and then suddenly woke up, he was injured, how could Ah Cuo not know.
But without waiting to think about it, a pair of jade hands grabbed the skirt of her chest and pulled her closer, before she could exclaim, her mouth was softly sealed.
Chang Huan's eyes that were originally wide open slowly closed, greedily sniffing the unique fragrance of Ah Cuo, enjoying the heartbeat and sweetness of the moment.
An Cuo let go of Chang Huan, and said tenderly, "Then wait until you recover from your injury... you can try--"
Looking at the person in front of him, his closed eyes slowly opened.Those clear, childlike eyes deeply moved her heart.
That blushing little face is the most beautiful lover in the world.
You give me an infatuation, and I promise you a lifetime promise.
People are yours, and so is your heart.
This life, I, is yours.
Ah Huan, how about this? !
Warm breath came to his face, seeing Ah Cuo was looking at her quietly, Chang Huan said in a panic, "I...I seem to hear...Yang Yan is calling me..." He stumbled and walked out of the guest room , forgot to close the door for a while, and then quickly turned back and took it as if suddenly remembering.
An Cuo looked at Chang Huan who was fleeing, but was fascinated by that cute look.
Chang Huan went out, annoyed by his own reaction just now, walked a few feet away, and absently pushed open the door of Yang Yan's guest room.
In the house, Yang Yan and Lin Xiao, who were drinking at the table, stopped the movements of their hands, and when they all turned their heads to look over, Chang Huan was relieved, took a step back, and said, "I'm sorry-I went to the wrong room It's..." As he said that, he was about to close the door and try to escape.
Yang Yandao, "Wait--come in first...everyone is here, and I have something to return to you...I keep saying I want to give it to you." As he spoke, he took out the concentric white jade pendant and dagger from his body, and handed them over.
Chang Huan had no choice but to go into the house to take it.
Lin Xiao looked at Chang Huan, and asked with concern, "Why is your face so red? Did you suffer from the wind and cold?"
Yang Yan took a look and said, "It's really red..." Then he got up and reached out to touch Chang Huan's forehead.
Chang Huan dodged it and said, "I didn't catch a cold... It's just that the room is a bit stuffy... I'll go outside for a walk--" Then he turned his head and left.
Yang Yan hurriedly added, "Don't go out alone, ask Xiao Wen or An Cuo to accompany you..."
"Understood--" Chang Huan said holding the dagger, closing the door with one hand, inserting the dagger into his waist, putting the jade pendant in the cloth bag that he carried with him, and touching his warm cheek again, and finally got down in embarrassment. Go upstairs and run away.
Wen Tingzhao was still in the backyard using his dagger to gesticulate the moves taught by Lin Xiao, stopping from time to time to repeat the moves, but he always felt that something was wrong. When he saw Chang Huan, he hurriedly took her hand and said, " I always feel that there is something wrong with these tricks, can you show me?"
Chang Huan shook off Wen Tingzhao in disgust, and said, "Let's talk, let's practice, don't touch your hands..." The embarrassment that was almost seen through just now has not completely retreated yet.
Wen Tingzhao was so focused on her sword skills that she didn't notice her abnormality.He raised his sword and practiced it again, until he stopped again in a posture of a flying crane spreading its wings. Chang Huan could not help but shouted, "Stop--take back your left foot, take a step back, and turn around. At this time, the sword can stab forward or face Swipe right."
Wen Tingzhao acted according to his words, and suddenly felt that the sword technique was much more coherent. He put away the sword, wiped off his sweat, and said with a smile, "Sister Lin, you are really good! This Xunyou sword technique, Uncle Xiao said, with my aptitude, it is almost You should be able to learn it in half a year, and you can master it..."
Chang Huan opened his eyes wide, held back his smile, and said, "Half a year? You've really thought it through...Are you sure you want to abandon literature and pursue martial arts?"
It's just because the contrast between the eloquent Jianghu high opinion just now and the clumsy sword dancing posture is too strong.
"That's natural. It's my lifelong dream to be a hero praised by everyone in the rivers and lakes." Wen Tingzhao said, and couldn't help but wonder after a pause, "How long did you practice Xunyou swordsmanship? Learned?"
Chang Huan smiled and said, "I was forced by my uncle at that time... It didn't take long..."
Wen Tingzhao was a little proud, and continued to ask, "Then let me guess...one year? Or... two years? Come on, I'm not laughing at you--"
"Three days--" Chang Huan finally couldn't help laughing.
Wen Tingzhao's smiling face and half-open mouth instantly solidified on the spot.
He who originally claimed to be a martial arts prodigy suddenly felt as if he had received a critical blow.I shouted in my heart, why is God so unfair.
Chang Huan approached to take a picture of Wen Ting, and comforted him, "I learned that when I was eight years old... If it is now, I'm afraid I will have to practice for half a year... So, Wen Shaoxia, you don't have to worry, work hard Just practice--I, take care of you--"
Wen Tingzhao faltered in an instant, with a mournful face, and said, "Eight years old... three days? You are not comforting people... you clearly stabbed me in the heart..."
"Do you want to go for a walk in the street? I practice swords right after dinner, but my stomach hurts easily..."
Wen Tingzhao put away his sword, bowed his head, and nodded.
"Do you have any silver with you?"
Wen Tingzhao nodded dully again.
The streets of the small town outside the inn are dimly lit with sporadic lights.Although it was just after dinner time, it was still and lonely.
The full moon is hazy, covering it, but is it the shadow of the silver toad and purple mansion?
Chang Huan felt a sense of melancholy, the bright moon was born, why did this cloud of smoke come into being, lingering and shrouding.
In the dark night, does the full moon also feel sad, mind the imposed erratic, want to know but can't?
The two of them had their own concerns and swayed slowly.
Most of the dark shops are already closed.
From the corner of the wall, there was an old voice, and then a dirty little hand crawled and grabbed the corner of Wen Tingzhao's clothes, and a childish voice sounded, begging, "Master, do me a favor, give me something to eat-- "
It was only then that Chang Huan noticed that the one kneeling on the ground was a five or six-year-old girl with buns in a messy look.
His clothes were ragged, his cheeks and fingers were red from the cold, his eyes were dark and bright, and there was a bit of fear and ignorance in the clarity.
Under the eaves behind her, a gray-haired old man was leaning against the wall, and the voice came from him.
Wen Tingzhao looked down and saw the dirty handprints left on the corner of his clothes. He was originally worried, but now he felt even more unlucky. He pulled away angrily and cursed, "It's really unlucky...Go, go--"
He is a generation of officials and eunuchs who have never had to worry about food and clothing. He has never dealt with these low-level beggars, so he naturally looks down on him.
The little beggar fell to the ground because he pulled the hem of his clothes suddenly.
Unexpectedly, Chang Huan squatted down, took the little beggar's hand, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"
The little beggar looked at Chang Huan pitifully and shook his head.
Wen Ting said, "These beggars don't need to be pitiful because they don't work hard and are willing to degenerate themselves--" the words sound plausible.
In the education and cognition he has received since he was a child, those who do not seek to make progress are weak.The weak are not worthy of sympathy.
Chang Huan ignored his words, just looked at the little beggar, pointed to the old beggar, and asked, "Is he your grandfather?"
The little beggar nodded, and said in a childish voice, "Grandpa can't see, he's sick..."
Chang Huan turned to Wen Tingzhao and said, "Give me the money--"
Wen Tingzhao patted the hem of his clothes and said, "Isn't it? You still want to pay?" Although he said so, he still did as he said.He took out a small piece of broken silver and put it in the palm of Chang Huan's outstretched left hand.
But the hand was still stretched out in place.
Wen Tingzhao licked his lips and asked back, "Isn't that enough?" Just as he was about to take out the money bag again, Chang Huan snatched it from him. He weighed it in his hand and estimated it was 20 taels.
Chang Huan stuffed the money bag into the little beggar's hand and said, "This is money, keep it away, I'll take you and your grandfather to see a doctor later, okay?" He said and gently rubbed the little beggar's head.
Seeing that the money bag was so generously given away by Chang Huan, Wen Tingzhao said helplessly, "You have pity on them, and you also have pity on me. Anyway, leave some for me..."
Chang Huan said, "I borrowed your money, and I will repay you twice when we arrive in Jiangling..." He stuffed the first small piece of silver into Wen Tingzhao's hands, and said, "Go to the steamed stuffed bun shop you passed by just now. Buy some steamed stuffed buns... let's go..."
Wen Tingzhao pouted and said angrily, "I want you to go, I won't go..."
Chang Huan stood up, looked at the man who was much taller than him, and said, "Wen Tingzhao, you keep saying that you want to be a hero, but have you really thought about who you want to be a hero for? And what is it for?" righteous?"
Wen Tingzhao fell silent after hearing the words, and immediately turned his head and walked back.
Chang Huan looked at the little beggar tenderly, with a sore nose.Thinking about Ah Cuo, if someone had treated her like this back then, wouldn't her life be less painful and more beautiful.Is not, everything will be different?
Everyone is born and deserves to be treated tenderly by this world.
While thinking about it, his body was suddenly bumped by a half-sized man who ran from nowhere, Chang Huan only felt a pain in his right hand, and when he regained consciousness, the man had already turned into a dark alley and disappeared.
After a while, I saw the person who bumped into her, that boy about ten years old, also dressed as a beggar, was stepping back from the alley in fright.
A sword was pointed directly at his chest. The person holding the sword was a young woman in a black dress and a red hair band. The tear mole at the corner of her eye was particularly eye-catching.
Seeing this, the little beggar ran over in a hurry, his short body stubbornly stood in front of the half-grown man, and cried out, "Please, don't hurt my brother—"
The woman holding the sword ignored the little beggar, and only ordered in a cold voice, "Return the things--"
The half-grown beggar took out the cloth bag the size of a palm from his arms, turned around and handed it to Chang Huan, but he didn't dare to look up at her.
Only then did Chang Huan look down at his waist, and it really belonged to him.He took the cloth bag and loosened the drawstring, seeing that the concentric white jade inside was still there, he was instantly relieved.
Just as I raised my head to thank the woman in black, that person flew away and disappeared.
Like a gust of wind, it came suddenly and left quietly.
Wen Tingzhao was holding a big paper bag in his arms, and when he trotted back all the way, he heard Chang Huan bow his head and say to the half-grown boy, "Don't steal anything from now on, take your grandpa to see a doctor, and find a place to live with the rest of the money." Live your life and take good care of your sister... In a year or two, when you grow up, you will be able to work and support them, don't steal any more, you know?"
The boy didn't speak the whole time, just nodded.
But Chang Huan saw that the young man's eyes, which seemed to have seen too much coldness in the world, were shining with crystal light and tears.
That light is the hope in this dark night.
Fortunately, there is hope.
--------------------
The author has something to say:
@罗神, come to eat candy. . .
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