He walks against the light with her

Chapter 1
The day before New Year's Eve, the sky was fine.

The cold wind blows the branches outside the house with a "rustling" sound, and the warm winter sun penetrates into the window, dyeing the delicate figure into a brilliant golden color.

With a "click", the door opened.

The woman sitting by the window was frightened, and shrank instinctively.

"Jingle ding bell..."

On the chains tied to the ankles, two delicate golden bells made crisp sounds.

The other end of the chain was connected to a special steel pipe at the foot of the bed.

The range of her activities was restricted by this chain between the bed and the window.

This is the path she chose.

Imprisoned here is better than the cold of hell.

The plate next to it is the breakfast brought by the servant this morning.

A cup of soy milk, two eggs.

She ate an egg and didn't drink soy milk.

Peel off the shell, eat the white and leave the yolk.

The person who entered the room was wrapped in a black coat, and he took a steady step, carrying the coldness from the outside, like a ghost crawling out of hell to seek his life.

However, he has a handsome face, a thick voice, and the tone of his mouth is as soft as the sunshine outside: "It's the Chinese New Year again."

New Year's Eve.

The other family's joy, her great misfortune.

He walked over to her side, looking down at the woman with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"You're crying again."

"Every year today, you cry for him, you know, my heart aches."

He bent down and pinched the woman's chin with his fingertips, forcing her to look up.

Ignoring the panic in his eyes, he kissed the corner of her lips.

Very light and soft.

As he straightened up, he licked the moisture from his lips.

Those are her tears.

"You look beautiful when you cry."

"Even if you don't cry for me, I still feel beautiful."

"Just cry for me, forever."

"Ayin, our Li'er is five years old."

"She's like you, but she's not like you. She doesn't cry."

"What should I do, she doesn't cry."

At the end of the corridor, on the steps, a little girl wrapped in a bright yellow plush coat sat.

Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, and several intertwined bloodstains were evident on her tender arms.

Half an hour ago, she was beaten by her father.

Hit him hard with a cane.

Da da da……

She heard footsteps stop beside her.

"Li'er."

He called the girl by her nickname without any warmth in his tone.

The girl raised her head and looked at him with a pair of beautiful black and white eyes, her reaction was very calm.

It seemed that the person who was beaten just now was not himself.

The man looked at the wound on her arm.

Dark red, bloodshot.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

The girl nodded.

It hurts, it really hurts, she feels it.

"Are you going to cry?" he asked again.

The girl shook her head.

She will not cry, no matter how painful it is, she will not cry.

The man smiled.

Before walking down the steps, he bent over and touched the girl's head: "You monster heart, why are you so hard?"

right.

She is a monster.

The monster of the Jiang family in the capital, Jiang Li.

……

19 years later, it is the day before New Year's Eve.

Fufu Village calls this day a small year, every family has to buy vegetables and meat, and at night the family reunite and have a hearty meal.

After several days of rain, it finally cleared up.

The sun was just right on this day, the atmosphere of the new year in the village was getting stronger, the smoke was rising, and the surroundings were full of joy.

On the old green mudstone road, two peasant women walked side by side with bamboo baskets on their wrists.

"Wang..."

"Wang Wang..."

There were wild dogs barking in the alley, and the peasant woman turned her head when she heard footsteps behind her.

In the warm winter sun, a young girl walked from a distance in the golden light.

For a moment, it is difficult to distinguish between human beings and immortals.

The older peasant woman tugged at the sleeves of the person next to her, and moved out of the way as if avoiding a ghost.

The person next to him asked, "Who is this?"

Never seen it before.

The elder replied: "The demon from the city is now living at Widow Chen's house."

Demon?
The people beside him stared at the slim figure who had gone away.

When passing by, she could see clearly.

That girl's long hair was pinned behind her head with a plain wooden hairpin. Her skin was pale, she looked sickly, a little cold, a little immortal, and she had an unearthly smell.

Especially those eyes, the end of the eyes drooping slightly, without the slightest aggression, the double eyelids are curved just right, the eyelashes are very long, naturally curled and dense.

Under the red face, there is no trace of tackiness and boredom.

With such an appearance, how could it be a demon? It was simply a celestial being who descended to the mortal world to cultivate.

At the end of the stone road is a fruit shop called Zhou's Fruit Shop.

The owner of the store was a woman named Chen Yuexiang, 27 years old. Her husband Zhou Caiwang went to the county to buy goods and encountered a traffic accident half a year ago.

Her daughter, whose nickname is Miaomiao, is three years old. She just woke up and is being coaxed to eat breakfast sitting on a small chair.

It was still early, and there were no customers in the store. When she heard a voice at the door, Chen Yuexiang raised her head: "I'm back."

Jiang Li let out a "hmm".

Just now she went to the entrance of the village to pick up the goods, carrying a large heavy basket of oranges all the way, her face was not red, and she was not panting.

After a long time, a visitor came.

"Hello."

A clear voice came in with the sound of footsteps.

Chen Yuexiang looked up.

A young man stood at the door, his sun-drenched figure was extremely gentle.

The man stepped into the threshold, looked around the shop, and asked politely, "Excuse me, are there any tangerines here?"

He is tall, with long legs, clean black trousers, and the same black short down jacket open, revealing the light-colored sweater inside.

Round neck, you can see the thin silver chain hanging around his neck.

As he got closer, Chen Yuexiang could clearly see the boy's appearance.

A few wisps of bangs hang on his forehead, but they don't cover his eyebrows and eyes. His skin is very fair and clean, and he has a pair of standard Ruifeng eyes. When he smiles, the end of his eyes is curved, which is cute and gentle.

What a handsome and upright boy.

"What orange?" Chen Yuexiang didn't understand.

"Lu Gan." The young man looked around again, when a figure flashed in the direction of the backyard, his eyes froze.

The girl who came out of the light and shadow was carrying a big basket with apples in it.

It was cold, so she wore very little, a thin black hooded sweater and jeans, and a long apron from a vegetable store in front of her.

Chen Yuexiang was quite regretful: "No one in the village eats that stuff."

Meaning, no.

The teenager has a bad throat.

Pursing his lips and coughing twice, he said, "Then I'll buy some apples."

Chen Yuexiang turned her head and said, "Jiang Li."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Li pulled a plastic bag, opened it, and looked at him: "How much do you want?"

Her voice was pure and slightly cold, just like her expression, very calm.

Yo, have you opened your golden mouth?
Chen Yuexiang was slightly surprised.

I've been here for a few days, but I haven't heard her take the initiative to speak.

The boy was embarrassed by her stare.

The tips of his ears turned red: "Five or six."

"How many?" Either five or six.

The teenager smiled apologetically: "Six."

He's a shy person.

Jiang Li looked at him without blinking.

　There is still one month to end in 2021, so start a new one.

　　The same is the way of sweet pets, with some BE aesthetics in the middle, mix and match, very good.

　　The female lead will take care of the male lead, and the male lead will spoil the female lead, and go both ways, of course it is still 1V1, um, I hope you enjoy reading~
　　Changed the beginning and explained the background of the heroine first.

　　The eldest daughter of the Jiang family in Beijing, Jiang Li.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)