rose in his heart

Chapter 210 Memory 2
She had heard that if a person had a fever for a long time, he would burn out.So she has been worrying about this man, afraid that he will be burned into a fool, so it is really a pity to have such a good-looking face.

Fortunately, he sweated profusely from behind, fell asleep intermittently, and his body temperature gradually dropped.

She was also very sleepy, and fell asleep leaning against him with her eyes closed.

Their relationship is pure and simple.In each other's eyes, they are all pitiful.

So for the rest of the time, he was finally willing to talk to her.They exchanged names, and she opened her eyes wide and said, "Chu, Jin? That's nice, I like your name."

He seemed to be blushing, but in such an environment, he couldn't see very clearly.

She asked him why he was here, and at first he didn't seem very willing to say.But after being questioned later, he still said it.

He is so poor, she thought.

In this world, there is such a young person who lost his parents, and was beaten and locked up here by his uncle and his son.If she were him, she would probably be dead already.

But he is different.

There seems to be an invisible flame in his eyes, which is enough to refine his willpower and make him fearless.

He looked at the girl in front of him very seriously and said, "No matter what, people should always look forward and never fall. I won't always be like this, really."

She was shocked by his appearance. Although she didn't understand what this kind of emotion was, it was really shocking.

She nodded, "I promise you."

The boy withdrew his gaze and looked at the tightly closed iron door.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

Since then, people will come to deliver food every night.As they came in, she helped him behind a side panel so the man couldn't see him.

Then she gave him his food.

He stared at her, hesitating to speak.

It was the same for the next few days.

Until the fifth night, he had a fever again.

This time the attack was more ferocious than last time, and his whole body was trembling and convulsing slightly.She looked at everything in front of her, helpless to fear.She knocked on the iron gate, tried to break it, but could not succeed anyway.

He curled up in the corner, breathing tremblingly, looking at the girl in front of him.

"Xingzhu." He called out hoarsely.

She walked over and his hand grabbed her wrist.

She shed tears even more, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"Just stay with me."

What's the use of being with him, he's in such pain.

He wiped away her dripping tears, his fingertips were warm and moist, he watched in a daze, and silently put his hand on the corner of his lips.

The night was difficult, and his fever lasted for two days.

The people who came to deliver the food did not come these two days, she really didn't know what to do, seeing him burning hot all over, she was afraid that he would disappear.

She could only think of a way to see if she could distract him, or just stop him from being unconscious.

She tried to tell him stories, but she actually read very few books. She was busy going to various courses every day, so she really didn't have the time and patience to read tedious books.

She could only tell him childish stories, and the only one that wasn't too childish might be Cinderella.

He listened to her voice and tried to open his eyes to look at her.

"You like Henry very much?"

She was so happy to see him finally open his eyes.

Even if she didn't like it very much, she nodded, "Yes, you are right!! You must not sleep, if you sleep again..." She was afraid that he would die.

He didn't speak, and sat up leaning on the wall.

"Don't sleep."

He nodded.

"Okay, I won't sleep."

The exuberance of human vitality is far more turbulent than expected. She thought he was dying, but that was when he was struggling to grow.

On the third day, his fever finally subsided.

She was so tired that she was about to faint, she leaned on the ground and said to him, "The food delivery people haven't come for three days, which is enough to prove that they are definitely not sent by my father, otherwise, they would not have given me food for three days. "

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

He didn't want to see her cry.

On the night of the third day, the door of the warehouse finally opened.

She looked over eagerly, only to find that the person who came was not the one from the previous two days.

But a drunk man.

When he saw the girl in the warehouse, his eyes almost lit up, and he walked towards her with trembling steps.As he approached, his stench nearly overwhelmed her.

She's 13 years old, and she knows there are a lot of the worst bad people in the world.But knowing it was useless, she was still grabbed by the arm.

The moment her tears fell, there was a loud 'bang', and the drunken man was hit on the back of the head by the gravity behind him. After holding on for two seconds, he still fell to the ground.

She looked at the boy who was dragging a long wooden stick in front of her. His lips were still as pale as ever, but his eyes were as tough as a tree and as tall as a mountain.

She rushed over, and his arms hugged her stiffly.

"Let's go quickly...the door is open." She found the open door at this time.

He rolled his throat and whispered, "OK."

The world outside was bigger than imagined. The two of them walked through countless stacked boxes, but they couldn't find the exit.

She doesn't have much energy anymore, she hasn't eaten anything these days, and she is almost unable to walk.

She was paralyzed on the ground, and just as he bent over to carry her on his back, he keenly heard a crackling sound coming from behind him.

He squatted down almost instantly, and put aside the wooden stick he had been holding.She didn't know what happened yet, so she was about to ask.

He covered her mouth and imprisoned her in his cold arms. At some point, a candy came out of his hand, and he stuffed it directly into her mouth.

"Well--"

The sugar was too sour, and the sour feeling burst from the tip of her tongue, and she was about to shed sour tears.

His breath was in her ears, heavy like a strong wind.

She didn't speak anymore, and she couldn't speak out because of the acid.

Just as the broken voice disappeared, he got up and pulled her up.

It was at this moment that they saw three men standing in front of them.Their vision was dark, and there was a foul smell of alcohol all over them.

It was exactly the same as the smell on the man who was knocked out by him before.

He understood almost instantly, it wasn't that the two people didn't come to deliver the food, but had...

He lifted the wooden stick in an instant, and pushed the candle towards the back suddenly, and a hoarse voice came out at dawn, "Run, run, run forward, don't look back!"

(End of this chapter)