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The dark and gloomy main hall had been occupied by a rough and burly man for many years. His aura was so fierce that it made people tremble with fear. Sun Ting naturally didn't suspect that her deskmate had the audacity to "get close" to her.
"The lazy person has a lot of shit and urine." The female college student gave her a sideways glance.
Jiang Xi didn't have the leisure time to bother with her.
Sun Ting, who had always been in a good mood, was now stubbornly arguing with the female college student. The "little treasures" being raised looked at the two adults with tears in their eyes, momentarily forgetting to swallow their sobs, only leaving behind habitual sniffles.
"Keep your voice down outside." Jiang Xi reminded him.
The two of them stopped at the same time - neither of whom wanted to challenge the patience and sympathy of those beggars outside the door.
Sun Ting stamped her foot and carefully helped Jiang Xi sit down against the wall, as if she were a fragile piece of glassware.
The creek had been benevolently forgotten for many years, and a heart had long been refined into a cold and hard stone. However, being treated with such care at this moment, the stone-like heart seemed to have been crawled over by a dense cluster of ants, feeling itchy, and also carrying an inexplicable sense of awkwardness.
The skin of the two people stuck together was hot and cold, Jiang Xi suddenly felt a little ashamed and didn't dare to meet Sun Ting's clear eyes - after all, she had just been having a big dream of running away alone in spring and autumn.
Jiang Xi shifted uncomfortably to the other side, trying to get away from Sun Ting's affectionate closeness, but ended up bumping into the boy's curled-up body.
Scalding
The egg can be steamed to maturity just by rolling around on top of one's head.
Jiang Xi quickly withdrew his hand, knowing in his heart that this was likely an infection caused by improper house affairs. The boy was too young to withstand such turmoil...
She shook her head and found that she couldn't remember for a moment. It was also true that after such a long time, many things were still fresh in memory, while many others had become insignificant rubbish thrown to the back of her mind.
"Is he having a fever?"
The female college student came over, the smell of greasy hair that hadn't been washed for many days hit her nose. Sun Ting unconsciously took a step back, but found that Jiang Xi seemed to have not smelled it at all, sitting upright with a rare look of confusion on his face.
The little boy was turned into a four-legged posture, with a delicate small face burned bright red, and the pointed chin pitifully against the collar. Jiang Xi noticed that although the clothes were worn out and torn, they still looked expensive, obviously from a wealthy family.
The straw mattress under the boy cast a heavy shadow, and sweat seeped into it.
"I'm dizzy."
The female college student touched and felt for a while, but didn't respond for half a day.
Jiang Xi calmly got up and scooped a pot of clear water from the water tank on the south wall, there was no towel, her summer shirt was thin, she gritted her teeth and tore her seven-inch sleeve into an irregular five-inch one. The cotton cloth was soaked in water, Jiang Xi handed it to Sun Ting.
"Me?" Sun Ting pointed at herself.
Jiang Xi nodded slightly.
She once raised a rabbit in Sangjiadang. The days were hard to get through, and she could only talk to the rabbit for a few words of heartache. For this reason, she took care of the rabbit extremely carefully, cutting grass and cleaning the cage, with no place not being meticulous, as if raising her own child. But in the end, that rabbit was still stewed and eaten by those barbarians. The women of Sangjiadang were not allowed to sit at the table, and when she saw it, there was only a pile of bones gnawed clean.
Heartbroken, but this heartbreak also comes with a hint of self-loathing.
From then on, Jiang Xi knew that when people are weak, they shouldn't even have the power to do good deeds. Like herself, who could barely protect herself, she shouldn't have had any extra conscience.
Her heart was still thumping in her chest, but it felt like it had been fried in oil and was bubbling over, scalding her so that she couldn't sit or stand.
Sun Ting, however, didn't think much of it and took it over carelessly, clumsily putting it on the boy's forehead. Like most high school students who grew up in a honey jar, Sun Ting was also raised by her parents to be lazy and ignorant, unable to tell the difference between five grains. Jiang Xi watched her struggle for half a day with cold eyes, and couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he took it back again.
As soon as he got hold of the cotton cloth soaked in well water, Jiang Xi's heart suddenly "thudded" to the ground and calmed down.
Forehead, neck, armpits, and knees, all wiped clean with a cotton sleeve, Sun Ting watched Jiang Xi's neat movements, seemingly lost in thought.
Jiang Xi didn't notice her gaze, his line of sight fell on the boy's half-open collar, the white and delicate skin, with red marks crisscrossing like an adult's fingerprints, shocking at first glance.
She paused for a moment, then continued as if nothing had happened, until the cotton cloth was hot, then she wrung it out and wiped again, repeating this process several times.
The female university student crouched quietly for a while, then turned around and pushed open the door to enter the main room.
"Brook——"
Jiang Xi stopped in her tracks, lifted her head, and Sun Ting reached out to grab her left hand, which had been slightly curled up, asking: "What's going on with your left hand?"
Looks like I've been found out.
It's nothing, Jiang Xi's heart was actually not too flustered, he just slightly furrowed his brow and pretended to be nonchalant, shaking his head and saying: "Nothing, I just scratched the skin a bit earlier."
"Sister......?" At this time, the boy lying on his back opened his eyes. He had a pair of glass-like transparent pupils that were wet and soft due to high fever, making him look unusually gentle and obedient, completely different from his usual self. "Has sister been taking care of me all along?"
"Ding——Congratulations, host, your popularity value has increased by 50. Do you want to activate the function that is only visible to yourself?"
Only visible to myself?
High-tech.
The soft leaves of the Bodhi grass gently brushed against the left palm of the river stream, and she silently chanted: "Open."
"Sister?" The boy saw his sister sitting next to him in a daze and couldn't help but call out to her again.
The boy's immature and soft voice passed by his ear, Jiang Xi suddenly came back to her senses, subconsciously revealing a smile to comfort: "Sister is fine."
It's as if he had lived two lifetimes, this small child, to Jiang Xi, it was as if they were separated by a generation. Even with a heart of stone, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for this innocent boy who suffered unjustly - let alone, he was so beautiful, beautiful to the point where male and female were indistinguishable, young to the point where he shouldn't have known about the ugliness of adults yet.
Sun Ting was completely unaware of the misfortune that had befallen the boy, and was simply delighted to see him wake up. Xiaoling and several other younger children gathered around, "Little brother woke up? That's great!"
The innocent and simple faces, revealing a genuine and natural joy and delight.
Jiang Xi slumped her shoulders, and her heart felt so heavy it ached.
Perhaps it was the repression and desolation of that moment that made the boy lying down realize, he pulled Jiang Xi's hem, saw Jiang Xi lower his head to look at him, and immediately showed a kind smile: "Sister, don't worry about me."
It's already so small...
Jiang Xi's eyes felt dry and unnatural as he got up and used a clean towel to wipe himself down again.
The boy shrank back, embarrassed, and was stopped by Jiang Xi's loud scolding, but he just looked at her with eyes full of admiration and gratitude.
A gentle breeze carried a faint sigh from somewhere, and Jiang Xi suddenly thought of that rabbit.
"Ah, give——"
The female college student rushed out and rushed back, and when she came over, she stuffed a board of things into Jiang Xi's hand. Jiang Xi looked down and saw the familiar words "Xiao Chai Hu Granules", and suddenly raised his head: "Where did you get it?"
Cold medicine, although not very symptomatic, also has a clearing heat and detoxifying effect.
But in this place, it's possible to get this medicine - except for that group of human traffickers, no one else dares to think about it.
"What's it to you?"
"What's with the way you're speaking?" Sun Ting pulled up her sleeves, ready to argue, but was held back by Jiang Xi. She looked at him with a complex expression, his thin shirt unable to conceal his lean physique, and the exposed waistline still showed a purplish-red mark. The way he walked, with an unnatural gait, made it seem like his legs were not moving in sync.
Jiang Xi wasn't a student who grew up in an ivory tower, with a mature soul wrapped under his rough exterior. After just a few glances, he understood the female university students' situation clearly and couldn't help but ask: "Why?"
Why did you use your body to change the dressing for a child you just met?
The female university student understood as soon as she saw Jiang Xi's line of sight.
This clean and unpolluted high school girl, with her enviable beauty and innocence, is being kept safe by these hoodlums who don't dare to lay a hand on her. Yet she, this tattered and worn-out shoe, can't escape being dragged into the darkness and ravished.
"There is no why."
The girl university student said meaninglessly, seeing the tears in the boy's eyes, her face turned slightly red, and she coarsely said: "Quickly give him water to drink, lest he die of illness."
Jiang Xi stood still on the spot.
Her heart was surging with huge waves, layer upon layer of foamy waves swirling around her neck, choking her, and the heart in her chest cavity was aching with every turn.
Why?
Why?
The female college student was far different from Jiang Xi's previous understanding.
She harbored countless doubts in her heart.
With a "crack", it felt like something had split open inside his chest.
That stone heart quietly revealed a bit of softness with life's blood color, the fragrance that came from who-knows-where in the gentle breeze filled the cold and hard withered branches, and quietly sprouted some new green.
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The time of the day passed quickly, and in the tile-roofed house where one could not escape from eating, drinking, urinating, and defecating, people became numb and dull.
Jiang Xi opened her eyes amidst a rustling sound, she had eaten a lot during the day and secretly poured out some of the medicinal congee mixed with water at night, not eating much, but instead felt even more awake.
Just before falling asleep, she tried to spread out her left hand in front of Sun Ting and Xiao Ling. These people really couldn't see the Bodhi grass on her palm - although it was still visible to her own eyes.
"But just a group of ordinary people..."
Jiang Xi found that the lead typeface was getting more and more skilled at expressing emotions, and only then did he remember the doubt that had been on his mind all day: "How did I suddenly gain 10 days' worth of popularity?"
"Happy value, divided into three thresholds."
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