Shura’s Wrath

Ling Chen didn't talk any more. His fingers carefully crossed every bruise or bruise on her face. Then he took the stream with his hands and cleaned her cheeks. The mud was clear. The stream rushed down, revealing the original milky white face. Ling Chen carefully arranged her hair, holding her face, and said with a smile: "This is my every day, it is really beautiful. If you grow up, it will be a little like your sister." beauty."

Looking at his eyes every day, gently nodding his head, his eyebrows bent, and smiled shallowly. This is the first time my brother washed her face, as warm as her sister cleaned her, and also gave her a little inexplicable heart rate.

Ling Chen looked down and looked at her pair of dried up bloodstained red half of the shoes and socks. He held his arms in his arms every day, carefully taking off the lovely shoes that were snow white, and brought a sigh of pain every day. The **** blood of the joints made the shoes and socks stick together. I can imagine the night, and the rushing of these days, how much pain has been endured on her feet. Ling Chen feels distressed like a needle... With a thin body carrying him for a night, his feet are completely worn out. That night, she completely completed a thing that could not be done with her own beliefs. .

What other reasons does he have to go to death?

The white socks were **** and shocking. The dust that was seen was gently sucked in a cold breath. After so many days, the wounds and socks on her feet had already been stuck together by the coagulated blood. Ling Chen gently held her two little feet, but she never dared to take off her socks, and her chest continued to undulate. For a long time, he put down every day and said softly: "Every day, sit still, wait for me for a while." ""

Ling Chen did not dare to go too far, so as not to let flustered every day. There was a variety of vegetation growing here, and soon he found what he wanted around him. After a busy life, he had a large green blade in his hand. He came to the side of the day, put the blades of grass down, and then knelt down, carefully rolling up the two socks every day.

"Brother...I..." Every day knows what he is going to do, and the nervous whole body is stretched.

The socks have been rolled to the position near the blood mark, and Ling Chen is not willing to continue to roll down, or it will pull the wound. He held the two little feet every day, his hands relaxed and relaxed, and then gently massaged, then suddenly smiled and said: "Every day, ask you a question, you have to think hard, and then answer seriously?"

Curious every day: "Ah? What's the problem?"

Ling Chen thought for a moment and said: "There are four people playing mahjong in the house, then the police came, but they took five people. Why?"

"Four people...the police...the five people..." began to think very seriously every day, and then said weakly: "Is there a person...do you hide?"

"No," Ling Chen shook his head, then said with a look: "The four people are playing mahjong. The one they are playing is called mahjong!"

Every day, I screamed and laughed. At this moment, Ling Chen gently pressed the hands of both feet at the same time and accurately applied the force to pull the two bloodied socks in an instant.

"what!!!"

The flesh has been **** with the socks. This time, it is undoubtedly tearing the wounds on the feet of the sky. The sudden pain of the sudden makes a scream every day, and the tears burst out. Ling Chen quickly held his arms in his arms and put her cheeks on his chest. He said in a heartache and hurriedly: "I don’t cry every day, it hurts for a little while, it will be good soon, just a little..."

The wound was torn open, and the feet of the day immediately flowed out of the blood, but if you don't do this, the flesh will become tighter and tighter, and the consequences will be much more serious. That pain on the feet of every day, but also in his heart, holding every day, he felt the sourness in his heart and nose... He will not forget, every day suffered these pains, all for him.

Every day, the body stopped shaking. She stared at her tears, but she stopped shouting. Instead, she stretched her feet tightly and nodded so smartly in Ling Chen’s arms: "Brother... I... not afraid of pain... My brother woke up, so a little bit hurt, not afraid at all..."

Ling Chen suppressed the water droplets for a while, and finally fell from the eyelids, silently hitting the back of the day.

The cool stream flows through the ankles of the day, cleaning the wounds and bloodstains. The two little feet are quickly washed in the hands of Ling Chen, white and tender, but the bruises of the pieces are shocking. Ling Chen put the grass leaves that he had previously collected into the mouth, chewed it thinly, then bent down and applied it to the wound that had begun to stop bleeding. No pain every day, silently watching the brother holding her ankles carefully, even more brilliant than the rhinestones in the eyes of the eyes | full of jealousy and attachment.

The green herb was covered with two small feet every day, and then it was torn off from the clothes by Ling Chen. The clean cloth wrapped gently for several times. He couldn't bear to let the feet of the sky touch the ground every day, and he carried it back to the front. The day she was carrying him, he had to pay for it all his life.

The whole body exudes an unpleasant smell of stench, no matter the clothes or the body, it is already messy, but this stream is obviously not a place to bathe. He carried every day, step by step, looking for a place where he could take a bath and eat.

"Brother, where are we going?" Every day, crouching on Ling Chen's back, asked gently. The taste from Ling Chen is particularly pungent, but her expression is so attached and enjoyable.

Where to go... Ling Chen doesn't know. Before his physical strength was fully restored, Jinghua could not go back. If they are not there, their home is destroyed, where can he and every day go?

Ling Chen’s footsteps paused, and there was a smile in his mind, memory, and it’s as far away as it was in the past.

If time can stay forever at that time, then how good it is... carefree, no concern, just look at her, the whole world is so dazzling...

"We went back to Zhongzhou." Ling Chen stopped and seemed to whisper unconsciously.

"Zhongzhou? What is it?" He raised his head every day and asked in a low voice.

"It’s me and I’m meeting... watching her grow up...”

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Two days later.

Zhongzhou Province, named after the most right location in Huaxia, is about 1,200 kilometers away from Jinghua City. There are more obvious seasonal features throughout the year. The provincial capital is Zhongzhou City, which is in the middle of Zhongzhou, and south of Zhongzhou City. It is adjacent to Suzhou City, which is known as the “Heaven Capital of China”.

The temperature in Zhongzhou is significantly higher than that of Jinghua. Especially at noon, the hot sun bakes the earth, constantly provokes pedestrians to curse the climate.

Here, it is the suburban area of ​​the north of Zhongzhou City. There are no dazzling buildings here. The side-by-side residential buildings are single and old, with few pedestrians, and they are all in a hurry. It is quite far from the city center. Most of the people living here live at the bottom of society and are rushing around for their livelihood.

At the corner of the ordinary street, there was a man in a thick cloth shirt. His hair was a little scattered, and his face was covered in half, but he still saw a very young person. He stood there, staring at the front... although there was really no one to notice. On his back, he was carrying a girl in her early teens, and the girl was wearing a plain color dress. Their dress looks a bit heavy under such weather, and occasionally pedestrians pass by, they will look at them more, then hurried away.

From Jinghua to Zhongzhou.

The same route, the same method, is also forced by the dragon family... or this place...

Everything is so similar, similar to him can't help but want to cry.

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"Big brother! Big brother, wake up, you will be burnt on the ground like this. Big brother..."

"Big brother, are you sick? Can you stand up? It will be very hot on the ground... Ah, it doesn't matter, my father and mother will come soon. They will help the big brother, yes, I Dad is a doctor, and I will definitely make my big brother better."

"I don't have water... can this be? It's cool, very sweet......... Is it delicious? If you drink it, you can drink it. If you want to drink it, I will let my mom and dad buy it again."

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Ling Chen’s heart and eyes are violently turbulent, and the sound that sounds like death will not be forgotten. The sound of the waves is so heavy that it hits his heart... In that year, he was in this place where he stood. The girl who walked into his life completely. A dazzling, six years have passed. He appeared again here... but he could no longer see her smile and heard her angelic voice.

From that place in the year, like the same year, I hung up the train to Zhongzhou every day, jumped in the same place, and came to the place where I arrived that year... everything is interrupted here. What he hopes for is impossible to appear again. That beautiful cockroach will only be there once in a lifetime. Before he went to Jinghua, he and Shui Ruo agreed to get sick soon, so he came back immediately because it is their home and keeps them with many good memories. In Jinghua, the most mentioned of him and the water is always Zhongzhou, and the date of "going home" is planned again and again, and what to do after going back. But in the end...but...

"brother……"

I felt Ling Chen’s chaotic heartbeat, and looked up every day, watching him worriedly.

Ling Chen shook his head and smiled. "I am fine, I just remembered when I met with me."

Zhongzhou... I am back...