Nan Chan

"I want to be your old man, you will open your mouth and yell." Net Lin frowned, and looked up as the sky moved. He gradually spit out his throat, and his eyes still linger in the ice.

"You don't kill me, but you have to painstakingly teach me." The sky was half-concealed. "I think about it, I always feel that I am being sold by you."

"We can't change much according to the weight of the pound." Net Lin is not struggling. "If you are drunk, you believe in seven | eight."

"Yeah. The more I want to be afraid at this moment, I am afraid that I will be confused and panic. But." The sky paused for a moment and smiled. "You are more afraid than me."

Jinglin arrived at the wall without saying anything. The thumb was rubbing his wrist and said, "I have never been aware of it. When I get close, you are afraid. You are afraid to tremble and tremble."

"No." Net Lin touched the wall.

"Why did your flaws come out for the word 'love', or for me." The sky did not bite the net, but only smashed the net, he became more and more comfortable with this matter.

The sky thinks that somewhere within the body is expanding inexhaustibly. This is not his fault. This is the fault of Jinglin. Because it was Lin Lin who was pulling and indulging, watching him with his seemingly ruthless eyes, made him more greedy.

How can you treat a demon with kindness?

Net Lin is intentional.

It is the fault of Jinglin.

"Is the bronze bell really true?" The sky of the scorpion's fingertips slid down the net of the wrist bones. "Before you left the mountain, you told me a lie."

"I am not imaginary." Jing Lin felt the sensation of the teeth, but this is not his fear, he is afraid of such a hot sky.

"It's worth it." The sky suddenly loosened him, slipping on his side, "...the right to be a pastime."

"Drunken Mountain Road, you have the ability to swallow the gods, you will believe." Net Lin red wrists hidden into the sleeves, "children are good."

"I often feel that I am different." The eyes of the sky moved with the net. "When you raise me, am I a koi?"

Jing Lin was quiet for a long while and said, "I don't remember."

Jing Lin looked at the night, and his thoughts were numerous. He tells the truth, he doesn't remember. He still remembers the day when he killed his father, but he did not remember how to hide in the mountains. As if he woke up, the sky was in the tank, and they had spent many days in this way, and they would explore it.

The sky looked at Jinglin. When Lin Lin was contemplating, the outline was clear. When the lanterns were half-projected outside the window, he was hidden here. If he left his own shelter, there would be nowhere to escape. The fascinating skin of the scorpion is not as good as his eyes in the sky. It makes the blood of the sky rush and let the sky kill. It became a complicated person, and when he was still a fish, he only wanted to eat him. Now he feels that this thought is like sugar and sugar. The sky does not understand what it is.

This is the fault of Jinglin!

The sky is irritating.

They are all, he is him...

When Lin Lin was squinting, the sky was close to a lot. They are now sitting on the ground and laying close to each other under the window. The eyes of the sky are nowhere to be placed. He is too greedy. He wants to stare at the eyes of Jinglin, and he can’t let go of Lin Lin’s lips.

The color of the lip is radiant, adding color to the light and shadow. The sky saw it slightly, and the more dexterous tip of the tongue flashed past. He was deceived... The net Lin seemed to be holding him, and he felt dizzy and up-to-date. Not so long ago, Jing Lin posted behind him, slid his fingers in his arms, and took him to face the enemy, so close, then...

The sky slammed into the net Lin Huai, and he leaned against the shoulders of Jing Lin, and clenched his arms tightly, only to feel his pain in the whole body.

"you……"

"Ok?"

The eyelids of the sky are heavy and confused: "I don't want to see me..."

The net Lin was pressed against the wall by the sky, and the back of the neck was leaning against the window. The monster covered his body in a heavy manner, buried his face in his side neck, tightened his arm, and trapped him in an unstoppable position, blocking him in the corner.

Jing Lin's fingers dexterously drilled into the sky, as if soothing. He looked up at the star, cringed at the unconscious place for the hot and cold, and was tempted by the scorching heat of the sky.

The stone villain sits on the edge of the window, swaying his legs, and watching the stars together with Jinglin.

Net Lin whispers: "It's warm."

The stone retracted the leg, touched the amount of the net Lin, and slid along the window to the shoulders of the sky, and saw the gap between the two sides of the gap between the two, and quietly curled up.

The sky seems to hold a mass of cotton, he dominates the whole, sleepy and waits for the repair of the Linghai. However, he thought and heard the sound of the copper bell. He set aside a heavy cloud of smoke, and the suspicion was that the bell came to call him to look deep.

Unsurprisingly, the sky raised his head and saw a child lying across from him. When the child saw him, he immediately got up and waved and shouted: "Mother!"

"Mother Ghost." The sky blurted out.

The child has already rushed to him, flew barefoot, and the milk swallows cast forest. The sky was swaying away, and the child was passing by with him and plunging into the arms of the woman.

The woman's thick and strong arms embraced the child, pulled off the sweat towel and wiped the sweat, and said: "Mother is grinding the tofu on the road, delaying the hour."

"I steamed rice." The child smiled.

"Go, go home and try." The woman passed by the sky and her feet were awkward.

The child is stepping on the stool to give the girl a meal, saying that it is rice. Actually, it is a soup mixed with glutinous rice noodles. The woman sat in the fence, took off her shoes and looked at the blisters from the soles of her feet. She has a backache and a rest for a while. The child gave her a bowl, and she added two rough noodles to eat.

"Oh, good day." The child was squatting at her and said, "I have spoken to me for a while and taught me to read the words."

"What word to recognize." The woman wiped her mouth.

"Chuan." The child gave her a picture on the ground, "Chuan -"

The two girls talked to each other, but they were embarrassed, and the woman heard a loud noise in the room. She was busy on the shoes and hurried into it. See the man kneeling on the ground, holding his arms and climbing on the couch.

"Go out." The man's white face was rushed and shouted, "I am coming."

The woman stretched his sleeve and he struggled: "I am coming, I am..."

The woman dragged him to the couch, and the man saw the child lying on the door and suddenly became angry. He shouted at the woman and shouted: "You go out... you go out!"

The woman touched the bottom of the quilt, and the man's face was gray. He shook his head in disgrace and said over and over again: "Why don't let me die, how good it is to die."

"Kawako." The woman turned her back to the child, saying, "Boil the hot water."

The child is turning back and the man in the inner room is still repeating. The woman's hands and feet smashed the quilt, and the men's underwear was faded, and the dirty and dirty places were taken and taken away. She pulled the man's wet hair and said softly: "The doctor said that the medicine is enough, it will be fine. How can I just say death, Kawako is waiting for you to take him to school."

Her gentle whispers calmed the man, and he was still dull, as if he had already accepted his life. The woman wiped him sweat, and her unsweet side shadows were divided into another kind of perseverance. As she spoke, she patted the man's back. The man gradually fell asleep, and she was only hot water, and the dirt was wiped clean.

"Kawako." The woman touched a few rusty copper beads from the inside of the belt. "Go to the town and ask the doctor to come home. Mother is waiting for you at home, paying attention to the road."

The child took the money and turned and ran out. Outside the sun, he flew barefoot and was sweating and dripping. He didn't run to the town. He was too tired and thirsty on the way, and he continued to sweat with sweat.

On the sheep's intestines, a Taoist priest was turned out, and he walked and read the bell. The child is stunned by the eyes, and the throat smokes when he gasps.

The Taoist priest solved the water bladder and handed it to him. He squatted down and asked amicably: "Where is the little friend going?"

The child has drank water and knows: "Look for a doctor."

"Hey, who is infected with the disease at home?"

"Hey." The child was rubbing his sweat, and his palm was wet and sticky. He said, "I am sick."

The Taoist looked at him and smiled and asked: "What disease? I can't tell if I can give it."

"Can't move." The child said truthfully.

The Taoist priest took the child's shoulder and smiled and said: "Well, I can lick this disease! I will take you back, okay?"

The child was taken home by the Taoist, and the Taoist first looked at it when he was admitted to the hospital. He stepped in and half-heartedly tempted: "Is the Lord's house?"

No one answered in the house.

The child wants to go to the ground, but the Taoist does not let go. The child will shout: "Mother! The doctor is here!"

The woman did not know where to go, and the Taoist entered the door. Silence in the air, he turned over in the outside, casually squatting with the child: "Where are the silver money? You tell me, I think about prescribing medicine."

The child feels that the Taoist is very strong and he is not comfortable. So he shook his head slyly, and there was some panic.

As the priest became more and more anxious, he swept away the tableware on the table, and even the corners of the cabinet were not let go. Finally he entered the inner house, and the man was closing his eyes. The Taoist did not dare to make it at first, but only looked down lightly, and the child gradually struggled. He shouted: "No money, no money!"

The man on the couch was awakened, and he climbed and saw, "Who!"

The Taoist priest had turned over to the closet, and he poured out his clothes and finally found a bag of copper beads. He immediately put it in his arms and turned his head to the man. Even if the child does not know what he wants to do, he knows that the family is poor, and the money is left to the blasphemy. He punched and kicked the Taoist priest and shouted: "Not yours!"

The Taoist slap in the face and gave him a slap in the face. The man flustered and supported the priest’s clothes and was dragged to the ground. He couldn't move his body, and he could only hang on to the priest's clothes.

"What are you doing? You return the child to me!" The man was dragged and wiped. He said, "The money is for you, the child is not!"

The Taoist priests are not able to pull back. He lifted his foot and looked at the man's heart and shook his feet. He said, "Go to your mother! When you are so cynical, you will be worth a few dollars for his mother!"

The man was stunned, his knuckles clasped, and he grabbed the priest's legs in one hand and shouted: "Su Niang! Su Niang!"

The child is crying loudly, and he is screaming at the Taoist: "Hey! Hey!"

"Let's relax!" The Taoist priest slammed the man's mouth and blew his blood. "You can't let go? If you don't let go, I will smash my hand!"

The man is holding the priest's leg, and the blood that can't be swallowed is going out. He said, "The child is still me! The child, the child is still me!"

When the Taoist saw it, he slammed the small table at the side of the couch and squatted at the man. The man is smashed and bloody, just don't let go. The Taoist priest picked up the broken can and licked the man's finger: "Let's let go! Quickly let go!"

The man was smothered with blood in his hands, and the Taoist priest kicked him away and walked across the door with the child. The man crawled and chased, and heard that the woman who came back from the outside was hitting the Taoist.

The child is crying: "Mother!"

The woman rushed up when she picked up her hoe. The Taoist thought that his woman was weak and deceivable. If she was a petite child, she could go away with the child, but she didn’t want to be a very strong woman! He turned his head and ran, and the child shook his back and kicked.

The woman is desperately chasing, and her mouth reads: "Kawako, Kakoko!"

The Taoist priests worked hard, and gradually opened the woman, drilled into the deep forest, and ran the pit. The woman's shoes fell one, and she stepped on the gravel branches with bare feet and was scraped and fell. The Taoist priest took the opportunity to escape, and the child heard the gradual disappearance of her mother and cried out in tears.

The child is shaking, sobbing and watching the road is getting longer and longer.