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Chapter 45 Pain

The noise outside gradually stopped, and the man tied up his pants contentedly, as if he was full.

Seeing that Lin Qiuyi was lying on the ground without any reaction, the man frowned and kicked him lightly a few times.

no response.

Won't die?

He leaned over and sighed with his fingers, and only took a weak breath. The man felt extremely unlucky: "Damn, I almost got a corpse."

Then he ordered people to take Lin Qiu out, and the people outside looked at Lin Qiuyi in a clear view, and the desire to calm down arose again, and they gently closed the door behind him.

The man picked up the apple on one side of the altar and gnawed it, with a look of satisfaction, thinking that the little brat who just ran away didn't care.

Looking at the sky outside and the cold night wind, he thought that he probably died of freezing on the road.

It's just a pity that it can't be sold for a good price because of its beautiful appearance.

The cold night wind blew on Zhong Chengyi's face like a knife, holding Lin Xinshu in his arms, crying and saying: "Xinshu, let's go with brother."

Lin Xinshu stubbornly knelt on the ground and shook his head, unwilling to move a step no matter what.

He knew that his mother was in the temple, and he could take her away as long as he went back by himself.

Lin Xinshu kept struggling, trying to break free from Zhong Chengyi's arms: "I want to go back to my mother! Let me go!"

Zhong Chengyi had no way to persuade him, he could only hug Lin Xinshu desperately, tears rolled down his face and dripped into Lin Xinshu's neck.

"Xiaoshu, please, don't go back."

Lin Xinshu was stunned, the wetness on his neck let him know that his brother was crying.

His body was still struggling at first, but suddenly he knelt down like a ball relieved of anger.

Although his eyes were covered, he knew. .

He knew that even if he went back, he would never see his mother again. .

Lin Xinshu slowly stretched out his hand, hugged Zhong Chengyi, and held onto his clothes tightly.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

"sorry."

When Zhong Chengyi brought Lin Xinshu to the town, it was almost dawn, and the sky was getting brighter, and the cold wind was no longer blowing on his body.

Zhong Chengyi walked to a shop with Lin Xinshu on his back. The shop had just opened, and Xiao Er, who got up early to open the shop, walked out yawning. He was startled when he saw Zhong Chengyi, who was bloodstained and extremely dirty.

But after reflecting on it immediately, he quickly covered his nose and said, "Get out of here! You stinky beggar, don't affect my business."

Zhong Chengyi knew that he had no money, but thought that Lin Xinshu hadn't eaten for a long time, and his body would not be able to hold on, so he gritted his teeth and begged, "Brother, please do me a favor, we haven't eaten for a long time , I beg you to be pitiful and give us a steamed bun, and I will definitely return it to you when I have money."

The waiter in the shop was indifferent to this, his eyes were full of disgust and disgust, he kicked Zhong Chengyi away and said: "Get out! If you don't get out, I won't be polite."

After the waiter finished speaking, he turned around and entered the door to greet a scholar in a splendid gown.

"Hey, Mr. Liang is here, please come in, please come in."

Zhong Chengyi clenched his hands, lowered his head, and thought about leaving, but found that Lin Xinshu on his back seemed unresponsive, so he hurriedly put it down, only to find that his lips were very pale and chapped, and his eyelashes trembled fragilely with.

"Little book! Little book! Wake up! Don't scare Brother Ah Yi!" Zhong Chengyi felt terrified.

It was not easy to come out alive.

Please, please be safe.

"Brother... water..." Lin Xinshu's weak voice sounded.

Zhong Chengyi seemed to come alive after hearing the voice, and the original darkness in his eyes lit up with a light that could not be extinguished.

Turning around, he suddenly knelt down, grabbed the waiter's leg, and begged: "Please, my brother is dying, please give us a glass of water, please!"

Finally, the waiter couldn't hold back his anger, and frantically beat Zhong Chengyi on the back, cursing while beating: "Damn, damn beggar! Get out!"

There were more and more people watching, discussing as if they were watching a joke. Everyone had sympathy, or ridiculed, or left in a hurry with a blank expression on their faces, but no one was willing to give them a glass of water.

A middle-aged woman came out of the crowd. She took out an apple from the basket and said to Zhong Chengyi: "I don't have water, can this be okay?"

Zhong Chengyi raised his head, a smile spread on his pale face because of an apple, he let go of the waiter's legs, and kowtowed in the direction of the woman: "Thank you, thank you."

The onlookers saw that the farce ended because of an apple, and felt that it was extremely boring, so they dispersed one after another.

But only Zhong Chengyi was still kneeling on the spot, looking at the apples on the ground, tears kept pouring out from the embankment.

At this moment, grievance, sadness, sadness, and anger all broke out. He began to miss his mother. He was such a proud young man, the eldest of the children in the village, and he never cried even if he was beaten by his mother.

Now he can only beg the other party in such a humble way, just to get a glass of water, but he can't even get a glass of water.

He didn't know how he would survive in this world without money in the future.

He felt that he had no ability to take good care of Xinshu.

The sky has become a bit gloomy, and there are still some raindrops falling. Zhong Chengyi kept running with Lin Xinshu on his back. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but he couldn't find a place to hide from the rain.

He felt that Lin Xinshu's breath was getting hotter and his lips were getting paler, but the apple that was donated was not of much use to Lin Xinshu.

Zhong Chengyi could only find a relatively wide eaves to stop, his hair wetted by the rain made him look even more embarrassed, Lin Xinshu was hot all over, but he kept trembling.

"Brother...I'm so cold..."

Zhong Chengyi frowned and was so anxious that he could only wrap Lin Xinshu in the thin coat that was left on his body, hold him in his arms, and kept breathing on a pair of cold hands, hoping that he could be warmer.

"Xinshu, don't be afraid, I'll find a doctor for you right away."

Looking at Lin Xinshu's increasingly trembling body and hot forehead, he felt that Lin Xinshu would not be able to bear it any longer.

I had no choice but to run out in the rain, and came back with a wound on my face after a while, holding an umbrella in Lin Xinshu's arms, picked Lin Xinshu up from the ground, and said: "Little book, hold on a little longer, Brother will take you to shelter from the rain now."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. Only a few rickshaws passed by, splashing a pair of muddy water, but Zhong Chengyi didn't care at all, and desperately looked for a place to shelter from the rain.

Finally, I found a dilapidated house in the depths of a dark alley. The house was also leaking, but at least there was a corner to shelter from the wind and rain.

There was still some straw in the room, Zhong Chengyi paved a place for Lin Xinshu, put Lin Xinshu on the straw mat, and said: "Xiao Shu, I will go to the doctor now, wait for me for a while, and you must wait for me to come back. "After speaking, he rushed into the rain.

Lin Xinshu felt dizzy from the burning, he didn't know where he was, but suddenly he felt that he was not cold anymore.

In front of him was the same warm home, with a burning fire under the bed, and his mother was coaxing him to drink medicine by the bed.

Brother, also came in from the door and took a candied fruit and stuffed it into his mouth. The mouth that was originally filled with bitter medicine was covered by sweet candied fruit, as if nothing happened.

No one died, no bandits.

Mother, brother, and aunt are all there.

only. . .

Why are they all crying?

"Mother, don't cry, mother, Xiaoshu won't be naughty anymore, mother, don't cry..."

The mother, who was still smiling, suddenly had a stream of blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, burning Lin Xinshu's eyes.

"Mother! What's wrong with you? Why are you bleeding? Don't scare me."

"Brother, where are you? I'm so scared."

Lin Qiuyi's originally bright back was suddenly swallowed by darkness, but a broken smile appeared on that pale face.

"Little book, you must live!"

Lin Xinshu's body trembled and he woke up from the nightmare. His vision was very blurry due to the high fever, his headache was splitting, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or rain on his forehead.

He looked around, but it was empty, the house above his head was leaking, the wind kept blowing in, but he couldn't find the familiar figure, Lin Xinshu was very flustered.

Standing up, the hoarse voice made him a little speechless: "Brother."

The rain outside was still falling, but Lin Xinshu walked into the rain curtain without a care at all. He just wanted to find his brother, but he didn't know where to look for it.

The aimless streets are full of strangers, the unfamiliar streets, and unfamiliar houses make Lin Xinshu start to panic.

Can't find it.

Can't find it anywhere.

Even if the weak body is strong, it will eventually collapse.

Lin Xinshu only remembered that there was someone standing in front of him before he fell into a coma.

"elder brother.."

Zhong Chengyi finally begged for a doctor, but found that Lin Xinshu was not in the room at all, and there was only an umbrella left in the empty room, and the single coat that he covered Lin Xinshu before he left.

The doctor shook the rainwater from his body outside the house, looked at the empty house, thought that the child was lying, and thought that seeing the child so pitiful, he would send a kind heart and see a doctor for free, but he didn't know it was a child Liar, a little unhappy inside.

"It's raining so much outside, if your younger brother really has a high fever, it's probably a disaster now."

Zhong Chengyi turned around suddenly, looked at the doctor with red eyes, grabbed the doctor's collar and said, "You quack doctor, what do you know! My brother will not die!"

The doctor was staggered by Zhong Chengyi's push. A kid who was tall enough to know his shoulders had such great strength, and his look just now made the doctor feel a little palpitated. Seeing Zhong Chengyi ran away, he shouted unhappily: "Little madman!" ! Your brother is dead!"

impossible!

Zhong Xiaoshu will not die!

He will not die!

When Lin Xinshu woke up, he felt warm and dry, but his whole body was sore and uncomfortable.

"You finally woke up, do you know that you have been in a coma for two days and one night?"

"By the way, what's your name? Where does your family live?" A kind voice sounded from beside the bed.

Lin Xinshu looked at the old man in front of him and shook his head blankly.

"I do not know."