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When I touched it lightly with my hand, it felt like being pricked by a needle, so uncomfortable that I couldn't open my eyes.

Walking to the door of the shabby house, he looked at the girl who was sitting on the threshold waiting and shouted with a strong sense of resentment.

"Little blind man, are you still waiting for your mother? I told you, she won't come."

"Today's meal only has two cucumbers..."

hiss--

Feeling the pain, Cheng Sanli gritted his teeth, held his cheek, and took a deep breath.

"I'll give you one. I'll keep you for the last day. I won't care about you tomorrow."

He didn't know how many times he had said this, but he never put it into practice.

With a snap, the cucumber fell into her hands. The little girl, whose stomach was rumbling with hunger, did not put the food into her mouth immediately. Instead, she followed the direction of the sound and asked worriedly.

"Brother, you talk so strangely today, are you feeling unwell?"

"You have quite a keen ear."

Cheng Sanli hung his head, squatted on the doorstep, and started to eat the cucumber in his hand.

"I just accidentally hurt my face... It's a little hot, but it's nothing serious..."

"If I apply something cool, it will be fine."

He said this, but his words were stuttering in pain.

Hearing this, the little blind man touched the cucumber in his hand, took a bite of it, and handed the juicy part over.

"Brother, this is so cold!"

Cheng Sanli looked at the little guy in front of him and couldn't help but laugh.

"The cucumber is cold, I put it on my face. What are you eating?"

The little blind man shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not hungry today, I can eat after my brother finishes the application."

"That's going to get dirty..."

Cheng Sanli muttered softly. The last time he washed his face was a month ago. He relied on his dirty face to gain sympathy. Maybe he could get a lighter sentence if he was caught stealing.

The cucumber will stick to it, but it will also get a lot of dust stuck to it.

“You can eat it even if it’s dirty.”

The little blind man said in a low voice.

"You can't eat it if it's dirty!"

Cheng Sanli retorted.

As an old street kid, he knew clearly that he would rather starve than eat dirty things, and being sick was far more terrible than being hungry.

Stealing medicine is much more difficult than stealing food. The most important thing is that you don’t know what to steal.

The little blind man lowered his head timidly.

Cheng Sanli chuckled twice: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm still strong, this little injury can be healed in two days."

"Eat it quickly. Your cucumber is smaller. If you're not full, I won't give you more."

"My piece is big, but I can only give you a little bit, just a little bit..."

……

A few months later.

"Hey, little blind boy, it's been so long, why are you still sitting here waiting for your mother?"

"I'm lucky today, look what this is!"

"Well... well, since you can't see it, I'll just tell you straight away, it's a whole carton of milk!"

Cheng Sanli returned to the shabby house happily, holding a large box of milk of unknown brand in his thin arms.

After a few months of changes, this small house, which was originally a bargain with only the ceiling left, has become much warmer. The windows are blocked with wooden boards, and there are many little straw rabbits in the corners.

The little blind man sitting on the threshold moved his ears slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he stood up from the threshold.

"Brother, what is milk?"

"Milk? It's milk from cows."

Cheng Sanli explained it using his limited cultural knowledge.

Finally, he opened the box in his hand, took out the small can with a straw, peeled off the outer plastic, inserted it into the gap sealed by the tin foil, and handed it to the little blind man next to him.

Today Cheng Sanli felt that he was extremely lucky. A new supermarket had just opened. He went to ask the owner of the supermarket across the street for help, and this time he got it for free without having to steal.

The boss seems quite kind.

He was clearly just telling his own experience, sobbing a few words in a tearful voice, and didn't say anything else!

The boss actually said he was pitiful and handed the milk to him himself.

Before coming out, Cheng Sanli took a sneak peek and realized that this box of milk was worth at least 50 yuan. It was a high-end product that you couldn't usually get.

"Is it delicious?" Cheng Sanli asked with a smile.

The blind boy beside him sipped from his straw and nodded vigorously: "It tastes good. It's sweet. Be frugal. It should last for a long time."

Cheng Sanli immediately stopped this idea: "No, no, it will spoil quickly after opening it. It's best to drink it today. This stuff has a shorter shelf life than steamed buns."

"Ok!"

Seeing the little blind man next to him was very happy, Cheng Sanli picked up a box and drank it.

I don’t know what happened recently. He used to live in a daze every day. After returning to his small shabby house, he would stare at the ceiling in a daze, and no matter what he did, he felt bored.

Either they worry about what to eat next, or they get angry because they were bullied.

But since the little blind man came, there has suddenly been a lot more joyful atmosphere around.

He now feels motivated every day, looking forward to returning to the shabby house with things and happily sharing what he has gained today.

"Brother, I'll continue to help you swat mosquitoes today, you just need to sleep peacefully."

After the little blind man finished drinking the milk, he held the empty box and said with a smile.

"Forget it, you didn't sleep the whole night, don't overwork yourself..."

Cheng Sanli muttered softly. The small shabby house they lived in was located in a wasteland. Apart from the train station not far away, there were woods. He used to be bitten all over his body every night, but yesterday he didn't get a single bite.

The little blind man shook his head.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just need to rest during the day."

For her, it was always dark all around, and she could only tell whether it was day or night by the change in temperature. Apart from that, there was no other difference.

Hearing this, Cheng Sanli lay down comfortably on the bed made of broken cardboard boxes.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you then. I've been calling you little blind boy for months now, and that doesn't sound nice. How about I give you a name?"

"Ah."

The little blind man nodded.

He crossed his legs and closed his eyes in thought.

"Being abandoned is like being anonymous. I don't care what your previous name was. Let me think of a nice one. How about taking my last name, Cheng?"

"No, no, the Cheng doesn't sound good..."

"Right, let's pick a radical called 禾. How about 禾以盛? Doesn't it sound good?"

Cheng Sanli wanted to use his limited cultural knowledge and said that he was very grateful that he had learned to recognize words before being abandoned, otherwise it would be difficult for him to think of a name now.

Sheng is an ancient musical instrument that I heard others talk about before. It sounds very literary and cultured.

"That sounds nice." The little blind man agreed immediately with a smile on his face.

"That's it."

Seeing that she was so satisfied, Cheng Sanli also closed his eyes happily.

Today is a very good day. The shop owner is a good person. It is normal for people to be grateful and repay kindness.

He decided not to go there anymore.

Even if you go, just steal a little bit each time. Just a little bit will be enough.

……

The cold winter of December is dispersing.

It was New Year's Day, and heavy snow was falling. Goose-feather snowflakes were falling from the sky, and it was late at night.

Cheng Sanli, with his head covered in snow, wrapped in a tattered cotton jacket, folded his arms, and holding a white plush coat in his hands, returned to the house step by step.

"Hey, why are you still sitting on the doorstep? It's so cold, didn't I tell you to stay inside to keep warm? What if you catch a cold?"

Looking at the little blind boy He Yisheng who was squatting at the door and stood up to greet him as soon as he came over, Cheng Sanli scolded him angrily.

"Didn't I tell you? Your mother won't be coming!"

He Yisheng's nose was red from the cold, he closed his eyes and shook his head gently: "No, I'm waiting for my brother..."

"Waiting for me?" Cheng Sanli looked at the girl in front of him with her black hair blown by the cold wind, his eyes stunned for a moment.

"Forget it, let's talk about it inside. I got you some warm clothes and two packs of instant noodles. Let's have some meat today."

"Great!" He Yisheng raised his hand happily.

Of course, he retreated into a small, dilapidated house protected by wooden boards.

Click, click, click——

In the simple homemade stove, the flames burned the firewood, making slight popping sounds, and the tiny flames gradually warmed the frozen body.

He Yisheng put on the white plush coat he brought with him. It seemed to be too big. When he stood there, only half of his head was exposed. He seemed to be tightly restrained.

But the girl seemed to like it very much. She couldn't see her appearance, but she could feel the unusual warmth of wearing it.

Cheng Sanli picked up the kettle and poured it into the bowl of instant noodles. Soon the house was filled with a pleasant smell.

He Yisheng took care of the stove and also boiled the water in advance. Although the girl couldn't see, her ability to grasp the space became stronger and stronger.

After paying the price of blisters on his palms from being burned by fire, he mastered these skills even though he couldn't see.

Cheng Sanli had to admit that if He Yisheng had not been blind, he would definitely be a dexterous and smart child.

The two of them sat together. Since there was only one bowl, they leaned against each other and used chopsticks made from tree branches to pick up food from it.

“Slurp, slurp—”

The sound of drinking noodles echoed.

After eating all the noodles and drinking all the soup.

He Yisheng, wearing his newly acquired plush coat, leaned against him.

"My brother is so awesome. He brings back food and clothes every day. When I grow up, I want to be like him!"

She closed her eyes and fantasized, a smile on her face.

"like me?"

Cheng Sanli was stunned.

Looking at the things in the house, almost all of them were stolen, even this white plush coat, which he had taken from someone else's clothesline after climbing up to the third floor on New Year's Eve.

He knew clearly in his heart that stealing was the most despicable behavior and that he would be condemned wherever he went.

However, he was too young, too frail, and still an illegal resident.

He had no other choice at all.

How could He Yisheng become a thief like himself?

Cheng Sanli's eyes gradually drooped and his voice became hoarse.

"When you grow up, don't learn from me..."

He Yisheng opened his eyes in confusion, with doubts appearing in his white pupils.

"why?"