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The grandma who was lying on the ground got up and sat on the ground at some point, trying her best to distinguish Zhang Xinghang's situation from the noise with her ears sideways.He heard that the child is not very old, and he is afraid that he will suffer losses if he hits a wall.

Huang Mao's face was dragged along the chopping board to the fire source, and was scratched by rough wooden thorns during the resistance. His nose was sore and tears flowed, and he begged for mercy while crying. "Brother, brother, let me go, I'm blind, please forgive me—oh——"

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, feather dusters screamed and howled ghosts and wolves.Zhang Xinghang nimbly pressed that head to the fire source, and the blue-yellow flames hissed up, licking the broken hair around the burnt edge, emitting a burnt smell.

"I don't want a son like you." Zhang Xinghang said with a smile, "You are not worthy."

Grandma heard screaming and crying, and waved her hands to ask someone to ask, but she was in vain.She couldn't see, helpless and terrified in the unknown darkness and noise. "Ruan Ruan—"

Zhang Xinghang froze and looked over.He didn't know who the old man was calling, but he felt kindness from this unknown address.The yellow-haired cheek was less than two fingers away from the flame, and the flame jumped with the panting.He shut up resentfully, tried his best to hold back his crying, the tears and blood on his face mixed together like a big painted face

Grandma blurted out impatiently, but when she heard the silence around her, she called out "Ruan Ruan" again tentatively. Her empty eyes tried to "look" in the direction where Zhang Xinghang was, and said awkwardly, "I don't know what your name is either. My grandson is about the same age."

Probably because of the similar age, she vaguely felt the shadow of Ruan Fangyu's childhood in the other party. "Good boy, don't fight."

Ruan Fangyu had a miserable life experience, but she was also strong. Since she was a child, she was often made fun of by people about her parents.I often go home with injuries all over my body, and the most serious time, the whole house smells of blood.Grandma was terrified, but he didn't let him touch it. Grandma didn't know what the injury was like, and she was worried and anxious. Since then, she has developed a habit of always saying "don't fight".

Zhang Xinghang didn't know who "Ruan Ruan" was, but for a moment a strange emotion came from the bottom of his heart, making him feel that this was calling him.This feeling is very strange, like when a child is still in his infancy, he is unfamiliar with this world, and his mother hugs him, calling softly and cherishingly.

Until now, he had only glimpsed such a softness.

Zhang Xinghang lowered his eyelids, slowly tightened his knuckles, and let go.

Feather duster narrowly escaped death and sat down on the ground for three seconds.Zhang Xinghang's abnormality is from the bottom of his heart. Although he has been hiding it well, the emotions that flow out inadvertently can scare people crazy.

No one would set fire to people on the street and still talk like that.

Feather duster didn't even have any intention of revenge, his whole body was numb and stiff, he didn't notice that his pants were pulled off, he covered half of his burned face, half of his buttocks exposed, and ran out of the alley in an unseemly way .

The fight died down, the onlookers dispersed, and they started to go about their own business again. The stall owner wiped the chopping board with a rag, cut meat and fried noodles, mixed with discussions, the topic changed from feather duster to Xingxing Airlines, back and forth, and occasionally "terrible" " "Scary" and other words.

The surrounding noises are like tides, and the Xinghang is submerged in it, and it is difficult to hear them clearly. Those voices are right next to my ears, but they are surrounded by white fog, which is very far away.The five fingers hanging on the side of the body were belatedly retracted.

He is like a kaleidoscope, changing his own color at will, showing others the dazzling and bizarre.Zhang Xinghang put on a cute smiling face, walked to Grandma and squatted down, put one arm around his chest, and picked up the good fruits on the ground one by one.

Feather dusters are big, and many of the fruits are soft and easy to rot. Once pressed and rolled, there are very few whole ones left.

"There are not many bad ones, and they are still edible." Zhang Xinghang lied without guilt. "I like to eat apples and pears, sell them to me." Probably because I just pried my heart open, and my acting skills were a little clumsy.

As soon as he finished speaking, Grandma said: "You don't have to lie to me." She hugged the fruit, picked up the blind stick and held it in her hand. "You are a good boy, if you don't dislike being dirty, just eat it."

She touched Zhang Xinghang's hand, which was rough and rough, and piled the few apples she picked up in her arms into it.

The old locust tree gave off a cool shade, and Zhang Xinghang was sweating.In the afternoon, the heat wave came head-on, the sweat of the teenager was steaming, and the fragrance pheromones were emitted.

"It's too much trouble for you." Grandma lay on his back, her body tilted with the bumps.It's not that Zhang Xinghang's back is unstable, but that the roads in the old city are inherently bumpy and uneven.

"No trouble." Zhang Xinghang carried her behind his back. He didn't know how many times he had no love for this broken road, and he didn't know why he made such a move. His mood was a bit complicated.

When I helped the old lady up just now, I don't know if she sat for too long, and she sprained her foot.As people get older, calcium will be lost, and bruises are normal.So he took the man to the hospital, and sent him home out of compassion.

Lie Yang above Zhang Xinghang's head licked his dry side lip, and began to wonder if he was in a hurry.

He seemed really restless.

In the dilapidated old city, there are noisy cicadas, houses are built one after another, and there is barely an illegal building in the middle of the road, the alley is less than two meters.The moment Zhang Xinghang found the door according to the old man's instructions, his face was distorted.

He has wandered, been imprisoned, and even been locked in a cage like a beast, but he...has never come into contact with this kind of place.

Just like the alpine snow lotus can't see the continuous rain, because that is another world that has no intersection with its life.

Zhang Xinghang, the lotus, strayed into it, and was a little at a loss, but one of the few advantages in him is that he has developed super adaptability in the gradual abandonment, comparable to a cactus.He touched the key from the door frame, creaked and pushed open the crumbling door. The room was unexpectedly bright, and the draft was hot. He put the old man on the fairly tidy bed in the room.

"Wait." After sitting down, Grandma subconsciously held Zhang Xinghang's hand, raised her head slightly, and assumed a "people-watching" posture. Once the old man smiled, his wrinkled face would become kind and kind. "I'm asking you something."

Grandma weighed 120 kilograms visually, and Zhang Xinghang's face was flushed with heat all the way. With the leg of the bed creaking clearly, he sat beside Grandma, pulling up his collar to fan the wind. "What's the matter?" Probably because the other party couldn't see, or because they met by chance and had no intersection, his posture was very relaxed.

"Are you an Alpha?"

Zhang Xinghang smelled the pheromones that he was exuding due to sweating, so he nodded calmly, propped his arms back, and raised his head to let the drenched hair on his forehead fall back.After clicking, I remembered that the other party couldn't see it, so I added it. "Um."

"Your pheromone is rare."

Zhang Xinghang turned his head to look at her, his neckline was smooth and fresh. "Um."

"Tequila."

Zhang Xinghang raised his eyelids and stared at the pair of white pupils.He was silent for a while this time, before returning. "Um."

His pheromones are extremely rare, so few people can tell them apart.Agave is not common at all, and its flowers will only open when they are dying.

The pheromone of Zhang Xinghang is just there in a blink of an eye.