[Slag Rebellion] Regaining Ice and Autumn Love

As long as he can remember, Luo Binghe has been wandering around Luochuan.

He didn't know where he came from, let alone who his parents were.He only knows that in order to survive, he has to use his short body to fight for food with dogs and cats, and if he is lucky, he can even grab a bowl of hot porridge from the soup kitchen...

Where is the destination?Where is my hometown?

He envied those children who fell down and could run home and cry, and envied those children who were praised by their husbands to be kissed and hugged by their families when they returned home...

No one would smile at himself, no one would extend a helping hand to himself, and everyone avoided him, as if afraid of getting bad luck.

Even, they will drive him away, like driving a cat or a dog, or just kick him aside like garbage...

Luo Binghe has low self-esteem, he is a superfluous existence in this world.

He is alone, with few family and friends to rely on.

But he is lucky, being beaten by other beggars has long been a common occurrence, but he can survive every time, and he can always get the mercy of heaven in terms of survival.

When I was five years old, in the middle of winter, the area around Luochuan was really cold.

Hungry, he opportunistically occupied other beggars' "territories", and was lucky to get a lot of food. He thought that day was a gift from God for his birthday.

As a result, in the middle of the night, when he was going to sleep in the dilapidated monastery as usual, four shabby boys who were six or seven years older than him stopped him and beat and kicked him involuntarily as soon as he came up.

It hurt so much, he even heard the sound of joints breaking and tendons breaking, and the excruciating pain hit him, he bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from crying...

How he wished it would be colder this time, so that it would not hurt so much.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Binghe felt a bloody smell rushing up his throat, and his body no longer hurt so much, as if he was about to lose consciousness.Is he dying?

The little Luo Binghe is not afraid of death, anyway, he should be like that!

Suddenly, he heard a nice voice: "Stop!" He was lying on the ground like a dead body, and he didn't even have the strength to think about it...

Luo Binghe vaguely heard the sound of fighting, and the footsteps of those teenagers leaving in a hurry.

Then he was helped up by the fifteen or sixteen-year-old elder brother.

Unfortunately, Luo Binghe only saw a mass of black masks.

Suddenly, I felt a burst of warmth. It turned out that I was wearing that brother's fox fur and cloak, and then I was embraced by that person. The huge warmth flowed through my body, as if there was a magical power, and my body was not so It hurts.

Smelling the clear breath on that man's body, it smelled so good and his body was so warm, he felt that it would be great if he could always be hugged by that good brother like this.

This was also Luo Binghe's first hug since he could remember.

Luo Binghe really wanted to cry, as if to confide all his grievances and pains, but he was very greedy for this warm hug, he was afraid that the fairy-like brother would dislike him and leave him alone.

He fell asleep in that brother's arms, but he held his brother tightly and refused to let go.

In a trance, he was awakened at the same time as he was hugged.His head rested on a warm shoulder, the man's throat next to his ear.When the man spoke, he could feel the slight vibration from his throat on his cheek. He had never been so close to a person, so close that he could even hear the person's breathing clearly.

He wanted to get closer, closer.That fairy-like elder brother is a good man, he wished he could give himself to him...

He seemed to hear a lot of people talking:

"This kind lady, can you let us stay for one night, just one night."

"Where did you come from, go away."

"My kind uncle, this child is very sick, can you..."

"Go away! Disturb me in the middle of the night, believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

……

At that moment, Luo Binghe felt that he was really a plague god, causing that brother a lot of trouble.

Feeling that the brother was panting and knocked on many houses behind his back, but was rejected miserably. He really heard the brother leaning to his side and whispering: "What should I do? What can I do?"

Do not leave me.

This was the only thought on Luo Binghe's mind when he fell asleep again.

At the very least, he didn't want to die alone.

Lying on my brother's back to die was fine.

……

When Luo Binghe woke up, he found himself lying on a warm bed.

He got up slowly, and saw the fairy brother wearing a mask using two fingers to write in a fairy way.

It really is a fairy.

Luo Binghe held his breath and didn't speak, afraid of breaking the tranquility and warmth, the little Luo Binghe just looked at that brother like that.

That elder brother showed gentleness in his demeanor, although he couldn't see his face, but Luo Binghe thought, he must also be very good-looking.

The most important thing is that the elder brother's eyes gave him a feeling of home, no, it is more important than home, it seems that he is a companion who will stay together for a lifetime.

At this moment, Luo Binghe still doesn't know how to describe this kind of deep affection, let alone love.All he knew was that he wanted to rely on that elder brother and didn't want to stay away.

When his elder brother looked up at him, looking at those gentle eyes with a smile, he could almost imagine the gentle smiling face under the mask. At this moment, Luo Binghe wanted to cry, after all, no one would look at him like this.

Luo Binghe desperately called him Immortal Brother, and used a smile to hide his urge to cry, he was afraid that he would cry that Immortal Brother away.

It's a pity that Brother Shenxian has to leave in the end.

And Luo Binghe lied for the first time.

"Brother Immortal, the day after tomorrow... the day after tomorrow is my birthday... can you accompany me?"

Obviously it was his birthday yesterday, but he lied and made a mistake in order to keep his brother.

The elder brother cherished him and said, "Okay, the day after tomorrow, I will do my best to spend your birthday with you."

Luo Binghe's face turned even redder. He was a little guilty. After all, he had lied to Brother Immortal, he had made a mistake, and he was a bad kid...

Just steal it once, steal a short time with the fairy brother.

He has been staring at the back of the fairy brother going away, not wanting him to disappear, not wanting...but what can he do?

Although the time agreed with Brother Shenxian was two days later, Luo Binghe would always be waiting at the door.

"Mother, how do you hit the flint?" Luo Binghe blushed and asked his adoptive mother, the relative bestowed to him by the fairy brother.

The adoptive mother was as gentle as that fairy brother, and said to him: "Binghe, good boy, why are you learning this?"

"I want to learn how to cook." Luo Binghe vowed.He saw in his heart how embarrassing that fairy brother was in the kitchen.

Brother Shenxian shouldn't do such things. I always feel that the kitchen is not the place for Brother Shenxian to stay.

He has to learn how to cook, and cook the best and most delicious dishes for his brother fairy on his birthday.

It's not enough, it's not enough, he still wants to give the most precious gift to that fairy brother.

It would be great if I could give myself to Brother Immortal.