This shadow guard is kinda nice

After staying in Muye for two days, Xiao Yichen and Mo Ran were ready to return to Daliang.It has been about two months since we set off from Jinling and now we are on our way home.

This morning, the two had breakfast, left the inn, and walked all the way for a long time, when they left Muye, a sparsely populated place, Xiao Yichen stopped in his tracks.

There is a large open space behind, and some sparse trees are planted beside it, which are not lush.

"come out."

No one is empty.

Mo Ran flew up, as if falling from the sky, and pulled out a young man from behind the tree on the side. When the young man saw Mo Ran, his eyes widened in astonishment, full of surprise.

He should be hiding well.

Mo Ran raised his hand, and the boy fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Xiao Yichen stood on the spot, dressed in white clothes, with one hand behind his back, "Why are you following us?"

The young man rubbed his painful buttocks and grinned. He pointed at Mo Ran, "I'm looking for him."

Mo Ran had an inexplicable expression on his face, what did you want him for?

Although the young man whose hands were chopped off in the casino that day and the one who grabbed his clothes and called for help in the alleyway were all the young man in front of him, but he didn't look for his parents, why did he look for himself?

Xiao Yichen glanced at Mo Ran, "Why are you looking for him?"

The young man looked aggrieved, and he looked at Mo Ran pitifully.

Mo Ran watched coldly, ignoring his pitiful gaze.

Seeing this, the boy felt even more aggrieved. He curled his lips, as if he was about to cry.

Mo Ran glared at him, the master annoyed the child crying the most.

The young man choked on the spot, stopped his momentum, calmed down for a while, and then told Xiao Yichen in a calm voice about Mo Ran saving him in the alleyway.

"So?" Xiao Yichen asked casually.

When the young man talked about this, he seemed to be even more sad. He said in a hoarse voice: "My mother is seriously ill, her family is poor, and she can't afford medicine, so I took the risk that day and wanted to go to the casino to try my luck. Fortunately, I was lucky. Won some silver taels."

"I bought the medicine and went home, but my mother..." The young man choked up, and compared to the show-like grievances before, he was a little more real now.

"My mother held her last breath, waiting for me to come back, said she was sorry for me, and let me live well in the future, and left."

"I've already bought the medicine. Just wait a little longer, and when the medicine is ready, she can drink it. After drinking the medicine, her body will recover, and she will be able to survive."

"But she still hasn't waited."

The teenager seemed to be in his own grief.

Xiao Yichen and Mo Ran stood there with calm eyes.

After a long time, he said, "My mother is gone, I have no home, and... have nowhere to go." He looked up at Xiao Yichen, with some stubbornness in his dark eyes, "Can you...can you take me in? I?"

He was not stupid, he could tell that the one in white was the one who had the final say between the two.

He also knows that his request is very unreasonable. Others are not related to you, so why should you leave yourself as a motivator? The hero who saved him that day.

Only by licking his face and letting the other party stay with him, can he have a chance to survive.

Only by surviving, everything else is possible.

Xiao Yichen was silent for a moment, he didn't say yes or no, he just asked lightly, "Where's your father?"

The boy's eyes darkened, with some hatred, "I don't have a father."

Xiao Yichen smiled as if hearing something funny.

"If you don't have a father, how can you have you?"

The young man looked at him in shame and indignation, but didn't speak.

Xiao Yichen didn't urge him, he squatted down, his white clothes lay on the ground, stained with a little dust.

The young man stiffened his neck, and after a while, seeing that the other party was unmoved at all, he seemed to be defeated, and said everything.

"My father might as well not have one. He is fond of gambling and drinking. When he was a child, there was a little silver at home, and he lost it all. So he didn't have any silver to drink. If he didn't have any silver, he beat my mother and asked her to give it to him. Money, but he doesn't look for something to do, my mother can't help it, she gets up early every day and is greedy, she has to take care of me and earn money."

He looked dazed, as if he had fallen into a long, dusty memory.

"She does a lot of work every day, washing clothes for rich people, being a cook, and doing some needlework. Her eyesight is not good, and she is almost blind from needlework."

"My father took the money my mother earned to gamble. Not only did he lose it all, but he also owed a lot of silver. Later, my mother fell ill and couldn't get up in bed. She needed someone to take care of her, so he ran away. , I never saw him again."

As he spoke, he sneered, and the hatred in his eyes showed undisguised, "It would be best for him to die."

"If I die, I won't have a father." He said softly.

Xiao Yichen listened, and rubbed his head, the soft black hair was intertwined with the hairband.

He seemed to have stepped out of his emotions, and wanted to reach out and grab Xiao Yichen's sleeve, but he looked at the fine snow-white brocade, and at his dirty hands, and decided to give up.

"Can you...can you keep me?"

He looked at Xiao Yichen, and said anxiously: "I really have nowhere to go, I won't cause you any trouble," he said with gestures, "I can do many things, you won't suffer if you keep me .”

He assured that what he said was true.

Xiao Yichen looked at him for a while, his features were clear, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

This is a young man who has not yet opened his eyes. When he is weak, he should be a romantic and handsome son.

"How did you find the inn?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to ask this, he scratched his head, "That day, when we were in the alleyway," he pointed to Mo Ran, "when he put down that group of people, he specially asked me to protect him carrying the pastry, "

"Basically no one goes to that small alleyway. It has been deserted for a long time. He must have taken a shortcut. He is in a hurry. I guess he is afraid that the pastry will be cold."

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen glanced at Mo Ran, who turned his head away.

Xiao Yichen smiled.

"There are not many inns within a few miles of that place, and after excluding those with poor conditions, there are only one or two left, just keep it."

"You can always meet him."

Xiao Yichen stood up, clapped his hands, and seemed ready to leave.

The boy was in a hurry, and quickly stood up, "Can I follow you?"

Xiao Yichen stepped out of the open space and set foot on the official road again.

The young man followed closely, and wanted to say something more, trying to get him to stay, when he heard the person in front say: "The legs are on your body, can I stop you?"

The boy froze for a moment, what does this mean?Will he keep himself?

If you don't let me follow you, how can I still rely on you?

Ok? ? ?

He figured it out.

Happiness came too suddenly. He was unlucky for more than ten years. One day, the pie that fell from the sky suddenly fell on him.

He ran in front of Xiao Yichen, trotted backwards, and asked somewhat stammeringly, "You, the same, agree?"

Xiao Yichen kept walking, "What do you think?"

Afraid that he would go back on his word, the young man hurriedly said, "I take it as your consent."

Xiao Yichen shook his head lightly and smiled.

"Don't shake your head, I really think you agree."

Mo Ran stretched out his hand to pull him to the back, and said flatly, "Don't walk in front to block the way."

"Oh, good." The boy nodded.

He suddenly remembered something, and said loudly: "My name is Zhao Tingzheng, and I am 12 years old."

I was afraid that the people in front would not hear me.

Xiao Yichen bent his lips, he was 12 years old.