This is a low wooden shed, abandoned and broken, and there is no better word to describe it. It is like a short old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, lingering in the cold years. In front of the wooden shed are streets paved with stone slabs, with dirty and turbid dirty water flowing freely on it, and even some stray dogs looking for food have to retreat to it.
The low wooden doors of the wooden shed opened and closed in the smelly wind, making a squeaking sound, half blocking the red brick wall, crooked and shaking, but it finally didn't collapse.
Where no dogs come, there may not be no one living there.
The door creaked open, and a girl in a white silk skirt walked out from inside. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with her black hair hanging down, and she gave off a round jade ze as black pearls. Perhaps the hair blocked her vision, the girl teased her hair with her fingers, picked her hair back, and then pulled up some of the corners of the white silk skirt that had been washed with a little faded, jumped forward, stood on a clean stone slab, and shouted anxiously to the low wooden door: "Brother, hurry up, you're almost late!"
The girl's voice is crisp and crisp, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, which sounds very nice.
A tall boy walked out of the short wooden door, looking twenty-one or two. Because the door of the wooden shed was too low, the boy had to lower his head when he walked through the wooden door.
Seeing the boy walking out, the girl pulled up the corner of her skirt, jumped onto another stone slab, and gave out the piece that was standing.
The boy was wearing an old wrinkled suit. Judging from his back, his figure was about 1.80 meters tall, slightly thin, but his back was straight and looked very handsome.
"Remember to work hard, don't fight anymore, otherwise, hum... you are not allowed to eat at night." The girl waved her fist, wrinkled her nose playfully, and then smiled sweetly, revealing a pair of shallow dimples, which were very sweet and cute. If people saw it, they would definitely be surprised that there was such a beautiful and outstanding girl in this dirty slum.
Work? A hint of apology flashed in the boy's eyes. This was just an excuse to deceive his sister. Where did he have any job? Can people like him find a job?
"Yeah." The boy responded, touching his nose unnaturally with his right hand, and the black but slightly white suit cuffs made the boy's hands extremely eye-catching. This was a pair of very fair hands, with slender fingers without any scars, as white as a piece of mutton fat, no less than the hands of those pampered girls. Such hands should not grow on the boys at all.
"Brother, your hands are so beautiful." The girl said with a smile on her lips, bent down and looked at her carefully. She was also very surprised. Why did her brother have such beautiful hands? The girl looked down at her hands and felt a little ashamed. She hurriedly hid her hands behind her. A few trauma left on these hands, which also seemed a little rough.
Seeing the girl's movements, the boy's nose felt slightly sour, and the girls washed the clothes at home. No matter winter, summer and summer, in winter, the cold weather, the iron blocks could be frozen and cracked, and even the beautiful hands became rough. The boy wanted to help the girl wash clothes, but the girl refused.
"Yeah." The boy did not retort and replied in a low voice, but his heart was very touched. Your hands were the most beautiful hands in the world. The boy pampered the girl's little Qiong's nose and said, "I'm going to work, you must study hard too."
"I understand." The girl sniffed, her mouth pouted high, and expressed dissatisfaction with the boy's actions.
"Do you know if you need to eat at noon, and you also need to come back early tonight." The boy instructed worriedly.
"Okay, okay, I know, and you're going to become Aunt Wu from the Red Cross Hospital." The girl pushed the boy's back and walked forward a few steps.
The boy smiled bitterly and shook his head, stepping on the raised stone slabs toward the end of the street.
"Brother, wait a moment." The girl shouted hurriedly.
"What's wrong?" the boy turned around and asked.
The girl took a small step and caught up with the boy, walked to the boy, pouted her mouth, and said in a somewhat complaining tone: "Look at you, you don't even turn the collar around when you go to work." She raised her hand and sorted out the boy's collar, then looked carefully, showed a satisfied smile, and said happily: "Okay, brother, you are always the most handsome, come on!"
The boy touched the girl's little head and smiled faintly. The girl's smile always made him forget all his worries.
"I'm leaving." The boy finished speaking and walked towards the end of the street.
After passing through this stone street, and then walking through several crowded and narrow alleys where no one came and went, the eyes suddenly became clear. Wherever you saw were new tall buildings, people coming and going, bustling, and everything you saw just now was completely different, as if the difference between heaven and hell.
Looking at the bright lights and wine in front of me, I was so far away from myself.
The boy's eyes swept across every pedestrian coming and going. Every subtle place and every small movement on these pedestrians could not escape the boy's sharp eyes. The boy looked at the pedestrians who were traveling around, and was slightly lost and walking aimlessly.
"Xiao Yu." A refreshing voice rang behind the back, with some surprise in his tone.
The boy turned his head and his eyes fell on the person who came. The person was a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a ragged sweatshirt and a pair of broken jeans on his lower body. I don’t know where he picked it up, but he washed it very cleanly.
"It's you." Xiao Yu said lightly, his eyes turned to the street again.
"Where are you looking for a sheep?" the young man asked, looking at these pedestrians passing by.
Xiao Yu shook his head and nodded again. Even Xiao Yu himself was very conflicted.
Looking at the face of the boy, Xiao Yu remembered the first time he met the boy. The boy was beaten to death because he was stealing on the street. Xiao Yu carried him to the Red Cross Hospital. Since then, the two have become familiar with each other, but they are just familiar with each other.
"You have this kind of ability, but you never take action. What are you waiting for? Otherwise, you can teach me one thing. If you can teach me, I will get half of what I get in the future." The boy said with a begging in his tone.
Xiao Yu shook his head and said, "Monkey, even if I am willing to teach you, you won't learn it."
"Why?" the boy named Monkey asked unwillingly, his eyes falling on Xiao Yu's fair and slender hands. It was hard to imagine that people like them who were lying on the street would have such hands. If these hands were used to play the piano, the monkey thought, and seemed to understand something.
"Forget it, don't learn it if you don't learn it." The monkey sighed and said. If someone else had this ability, the monkey would definitely get it by any means, but Xiao Yu is different. Xiao Yu is his friend. Although Xiao Yu does not treat him as a friend, he still treats Xiao Yu as a friend, and he is a friend who can save his life.
The monkey's eyes turned away from Xiao Yu's body and fell onto a slim girl in her thirties who had just walked past. The slim girl was tall, wearing a miniskirt, and the jade stockings on her slender legs exuded a fatal temptation. However, what attracted the monkey's eyes was not her beautiful legs, but a fashionable black backpack on her back.
"I'm sorry." The monkey whispered, then stopped in the direction of the girl.
The monkey was a thief, and the next thing he had to do was to pull out what he wanted from the backpack without the girl not finding out.
For the sake of life, there is nothing to say sorry. Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with gloomy smile, and he smiled self-deprecatingly. He was not the same, but he was also seeking life from other people's pockets.
Xiao Yu is also a thief! He is also a steal, and is no different from a monkey, but Xiao Yu believes that his theft is different from others.
Xiao Yu walked forward with some frustration and spent three or four hours passing through most of the city. The rabbit did not eat grass by the nest, so Xiao Yu did not dare to steal near his home.
He was squatting in the corner for a while, and he walked a short distance, but he never found a fat sheep that met the conditions. Xiao Yu got used to it. Sometimes he might not be able to hold a sheep for more than half a month. In fact, with Xiao Yu's methods, he could lead a lot of sheep by walking across the street, but he would not do so.
Xiao Yu's right hand moved his finger, and a cold light flashed between his two flawless fingers like white jade, but disappeared, and the cold light seemed to have never appeared before.
Xiao Yu raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and the sunlight projected through the gap between his five fingers. What kind of perfect hands are these? But these hands are used for stealing. Xiao Yu looked up at his fingers that were rosy and shiny by the rising sun, and suddenly hated these hands.
Xiao Yu walked and stopped on the street for more than an hour. Sometimes, he could walk like this all day and then return home empty-handed.
When Xiao Yu walked across a street corner, two thirties came towards him, one of whom had white hair dyed, the other was wearing a suit on the upper part, and the lower part was wearing a pair of ragged jeans that were somewhat similar to monkey's pants.
Most of these people are scrambling on the street. As a thief, it is better not to mess with these people. Because stealing ordinary people, you can only curse a few times when you are discovered. If you steal these people, you will definitely be beaten badly, and sometimes you will even be beaten half to death.
"That girl is so stubborn. She can't get into a bad mood, but she's so shameless." Baimao spat and said.
"Stop talking, the more you talk, the more angry you get. Next time, you have to make that woman cry and call her mother." Scolded jeans.
The two of them walked over cursingly. The pedestrians on the road didn't dare to look at each other when they saw it. They just walked by in a hurry, for fear of provoking these guys.
Xiao Yu's eyes swept over the two people, just stayed on them for a few seconds, then lowered his head and walked towards them.
"Little bastard, what are you looking at?" Baimao cursed, her eyes falling on Xiao Yu's wrinkled old suit, and the corner of her mouth sneered. This kid looks like a human being, and he can't be a duck.
Chapter completed!