Since I saw that uncle Qi Xiu had been lying in bed when I was a child, without eating, drinking or talking for two days, and he had been holding the square box tightly in his hand.

"A Xiu." Li Qianfan called her lightly.

Qi Xiu blinked his eyes lightly and responded, "Qianfan, I'm hungry, I want to eat noodles."

Her voice was dry and rigid, without any vivid feeling, and it sounded extremely strange at night. Because her hair was blocked from her face, Li Qianfan did not see her changing her eyes at this moment, with a deep and weird look, like a ghost at night.

She is always better than being willing to speak without saying a word. Li Qianfan didn't ask about the box. Hearing the words, he touched her head and said warmly: "Okay, then A Xiu will wait for me for a while."

Qi Xiu lay on the bed motionless, closing his eyes without reaction as if he hadn't heard him speak. Until the moment the door was closed, she suddenly opened her eyes, with a little blood and paranoia in her eyes. She stared at the door for a few seconds before lifting the quilt and gently getting out of bed.

Li Qianfan was stunned when he entered the room with a hot face. Qixiu's shoes were still there, and there was no one on the bed.

"A Xiu?" He called out, and no one around responded. Li Qianfan felt a bad premonition in his heart, and put down the bowl and left the room.

Sure enough, the door of the yard was open to a gap.

Li Qianfan chased out of the yard without saying a word. It was already four o'clock now, and it was about to dawn soon. Almost all the people at the Yeji market dispersed, and the few people were packing up their stalls to go home.

I followed Yeji all the way and finally found her traces near the dark alley.

Li Qianfan saw a petite back from a distance, staggering barefoot like a lonely ghost.

"A Xiu!" He called out and speeded up to catch up.

Qi Xiu was walking in dismay, and he didn't hear his voice at all. When Li Qianfan came to pull her, she just paused a little. Her slender eyelashes were trembling, and she didn't even look at him, and continued to walk into the dark alley stubbornly.

"A Xiu, what are you going to do?" Li Qianfan grabbed her wrist and saw that she was holding a knife in her hand. The blade was blue and bright, especially conspicuous in the darkness, and it was obviously already poisoned.

"Let me go. I'm going to kill him." Qi Xiu said softly, with a trace of ignorant madness in his pupils. He said as he broke free from Li Qianfan's clamping, and his steps suddenly became faster.

After so long, there was no one in the dark alley. Even if the person was still there, Li Qianfan could not watch her do stupid things.

"Come back for me!"

"I don't want to be captured by him again. I want to kill him! He will lock me up, and I will never stay in that dark place again... I can kill him the first time, and I can kill him the second time!" Qi Xiu rushed forward like crazy, saying that he wanted to kill someone, but his face was full of fear and anxiety.

She was already very strong, and at this moment she was trying to kill Zhao Laosan without caring about her intentions. Li Qianfan was getting more and more struggling and suddenly snatched the knife from her hand, took two steps back and pointed the tip of the knife at him.

He stared at Qi Xiu quietly, saying word by word: "A Xiu, if you really want to kill someone, I can't stop you, but you have to step on my body. Otherwise, I will definitely not allow you to do such a thing."

How powerful is the poison on the knife? Qi Xiu knew, and was so scared that she was at a loss when she saw this. She had been pushed to the limit. Now that the knife was taken away, the only thing that could make her feel a little relieved was gone. The string tense in Qi Xiu's mind suddenly broke and collapsed so hard that she could hardly stand. She begged with tears in her face: "Qianfan, it's not you, it's him! And... and me. Give me the knife, please give it back to me..."

She covered her face in pain, tears slowly flowing out from her fingers, and there was also a lonely sob.

After saying a word, she felt as if she was being pulled away from her strength and could not support her body, and her legs fell to the ground with a weakening.

Li Qianfan threw the knife away and stepped forward and hugged her in his arms.

"A Xiu, my stupid A Xiu..." He gently stroked her head, his voice was heavy and full of pity, "Even if you want to kill him, you shouldn't be the one who takes action."

He is innocent and innocent A Xiu, how could he dye his hands with blood for an unimportant person?

Qi Xiu cried in his arms, "I, I have no choice...I don't want to be caught by him, I never want to be caught by him again. You don't know how terrible it is. I don't want to go, don't go..."

She hugged Li Qianfan tightly, as if she was holding on to the only life-saving straw in her life, desperate and frightened and begging.

Seeing that she was afraid of being like this, Li Qianfan was almost broken with a heartache. He picked her up, his cheek against her forehead, and his eyes were full of love, "A Xiu, those are all things from the past. You are not alone now, you and me. People's minds are so big. If you don't let go of the past, how can you have the heart to look at the future?"

Qi Xiu's eyes were almost desperate, and he murmured: "The past... the future... I think I have let go of the past, otherwise I would not be able to live in the present. Besides..." A hint of loneliness came out of the corner of her lips, her voice was sluggish and depressed, "Qianfan, before I met you, I had no home, no relatives, no friends, no hope, no nostalgia. I couldn't understand other people's words, and my perception of this world was only at the age of seven."

Some things were kept in her heart for too long, and she had been deliberately not thinking about them, because every time she thought of them, it was like experiencing a bone-broken despair again.

But now, the memories of the past come back with that familiar face, almost overwhelming the rationality she struggled to maintain. Facing Li Qianfan, she seemed to have found a partner to talk to and no longer carefully concealed her unbearable past.

"As soon as I was born, my mother passed away. After my father brought me up to two years old, he also suffered from a serious illness. In the end, he died if he couldn't cure it."

At that time, she was lonely and wandered on the streets, and grew up to five years old by eating a hundred families.

"Later, I met a master. The master took me home and taught me to read and write. He taught me very well, and I learned very quickly."

Qi Xiu seems to be ignorant of the world, but his understanding and memory are surprisingly good, and he has almost no effort to learn new articles.

"When I was almost the same in my font, my master tried to let me know some simple herbs and teach me basic medical principles. The master praised me for being talented at that time." Speaking of this, Qi Xiu's pale little face couldn't help but show some pride.

"I often think that if I had learned medical skills since I was a child, maybe my father wouldn't have died so early. Every time I think about it, I wish I could remember more things. Just like this, I went to study medical skills little by little. As for poison skills, the master was still afraid that I would find my medical skills boring, and occasionally taught me a little poison that didn't understand itchy and made me have fun. I thought it was fun, so I thought it myself, and I slowly learned it seriously after a while."

“Those days were also very beautiful…”

Qi Xiu suddenly fell silent, and his bright eyes Li Qianfan knew that many beautiful days were often unexpected nightmares, just like the boy in his story.

It took a long time before Qi Xiu spoke again. "When I was seven years old, the master died. I buried him with my own hands. Originally, the master left me a lot of money, but later he was accidentally stolen by a thief. I wanted to go and see someone to make money, but people thought I was a child and refused to let me diagnose the disease, or did not give me money after I finished the disease. Anyway, I often ate this meal but not that meal. One day when I was so hungry, the person appeared in front of her and told her that the food was ready at home and could go and eat it..." Qi Xiu suddenly stopped talking as he said.

She had no intention of wandering around at all, and she hadn't come out for more than ten years.

She lowered her eyelashes, tears trembled inside, filled with the loneliness of her childhood, and fell on the back of Li Qianfan's hand, as if a drop of bone-eroding poison made him feel in pain.

"He was afraid that I would run away, so he used a chain of 100 kilograms to penetrate into the wall, and tied my hands and feet on the other side. Later, when I grew up a little, I knew it was useless to run, so I stopped running. He just came to see me every day, and the look made people feel uncomfortable and disgusting. Sometimes he would say something inexplicable, but although I didn't understand, I felt disgusted after hearing it. There were several times when he... wanted to take off my clothes, but I struggled desperately to escape the disaster, and finally got beaten by him."

There are countless such things. The eight years of imprisoned life was summarized in her mouth in just a few sentences.

Regarding this matter, he only heard Qi Xiu mention it briefly in the Snow Wolf Valley, but it was not as clear as it is now. Now he just feels aching in his heart.

Qi Xiu was still a child at that time... Li Qianfan clenched his fists, and the first time there was murderous intention in his eyes. She didn't understand, but he understood! Such a beast, what qualifications are there to survive in the world!

No wonder she said that her perception of this world was only at the age of seven, no wonder she hated the small space so much, no wonder she once said that she hated touching herself with others...

When other children were loved and spoiled by their parents, A Xiu lived in fear every day. In such a terrible childhood, he only regretted that he had not met her earlier. Whenever he thought of this, Li Qianfan felt that his heart was as painful as if he had rolled in a pan.

She was already covered in tears. Li Qianfan helped her wipe away the dust from her face with pity, "Gui Axiu, don't talk, don't recall it anymore. If I have me in your life in the future, I will never let them bully you again."

Qi Xiu was in Li Qianfan's arms, with a strong nasal voice, "Qianfan, the two days before I met you, I happened to have a medicine, and I could forget everything I had before after I drank it." She raised her eyes and looked at her. Her slender eyelashes were like trembling butterflies, frowned in pain, and kept shaking her head, "I wanted to drink that medicine several times, but I couldn't bear to forget you..." She said, and then she started crying again.

You can't kill that person, and you won't let him forget him. She has been suppressed to the extreme, and the only way to vent is to cry.

Li Qianfan was so excited that he was so scared that he was sweating coldly. He was extremely grateful that she was reluctant to let go, and he didn't know how to face her who forgot about her.

"If you dare to drink that medicine, I will never want you again." Li Qianfan said word by word, making a sound. To this day, he seemed to understand Qi Xiu's fear of not wanting her. He couldn't say that he was afraid of her, but his heart was always held by a thread and he couldn't feel at ease for a moment.

If a person has not been through and does not know where he comes from or where he goes, then he is truly lonely.

This was a little ruthless. Li Qianfan noticed that his clothes were being grabbed suddenly, and he couldn't help but feel soft. He gently pressed his face against Qi Xiu's forehead, allowing her to snuggle, "If you haven't faced it, how can you let go? A Xiu, the reason why the past becomes the past is because it stays there forever. Letting go of the past is not to forget it, but to be able to face it calmly. Keeping that memory will not allow her to control your present and future."

Qi Xiu shook his head vigorously, "I can't do it. My senior sister asked me to make more ideas when encountering things, but I hate making decisions the most. When I was seven years old, I pushed myself into the abyss because of a wrong decision. You often plan many things in the future, but I am different. I never thought about what my tomorrow would be like, because I don't know if I still have a tomorrow."

Li Qianfan was shocked. She had never cared about life and death. He always thought that it was because her mind was not mature enough, but she was a little more optimistic than ordinary people. It was only today that she realized that she was not optimistic at all, but cowardly and negative. There was no hope in her heart, and there was no difference between her living one day or less.

After pushing the door and entering the house, Li Qianfan gently placed Qi Xiu on the bed and covered her with a quilt. The nightmare that had been with her for so long was never let go overnight. After all the troubles of this night, her face was so pale that she felt very sad.

"Gui Axiu, have a good rest, I'll be here to guard you."

Qi Xiu shrank into the quilt, only one head was revealed, holding his hand and said, "I can't sleep. As soon as I close my eyes, I see the scene of that small room. No one talks to me, as if only I and that annoying person are left in the world."

There is no day and night, only loneliness that never ends.

Li Qianfan smiled and naturally leaned against the bedside and held her in his arms. "A Xiu, do you still remember the story of the little boy I told you?"

Qi Xiu frowned, with a little frustration on his face, "Remember. But... I've been afraid of him for more than ten years and can't change it all at once. I even felt that I didn't know why I wanted to live."

Li Qianfan thought, "Have you never thought about not being able to go on?"

Most people in this world have or have a mentality, that is, they will die when they can't walk on the road in front of them. Qi Xiu seems to have never had this idea.

Qi Xiu's face was a little helpless: "But what can I do? It's OK unless I die. But the master said that life and death are fate. God did not take back my life, so I had to live."

I had to live... It sounded desperate and helpless. Fortunately, this desperate persistence allowed him to meet him.

"A Xiu, I have always believed that even if there is pain and joy in life, you must live well. Because when you look back one day, you may not feel more pain, and the joy in the world can only be felt by living."

If you can't live, you will never die. Many people in this world have had such a negative attitude, but Qi Xiu has experienced such a bad past, but he never thought of ending his life.

He believed that she had lived a boring river of life, but he was glad that she did not have the worldly thoughts, and even gritted her teeth, he came here, allowing him to meet such a beautiful and elf.

"A Xiu, now you have me, and I am here in the future, I will accompany you to face all the wind and rain in this world. All the past you feel sad, now I will fight with you." Li Qianfan looked at her, saying word by word, firm and affectionate. The soft light in his eyes was almost impossible to move Qi Xiu's eyes.

His eyes seemed to have the power to seduce people's hearts, and a small flame seemed to ignite her origin and destination.

"Actually..." Qi Xiu thought about it, and a smile appeared on his pale little face. "I heard that, I had a lot of good things in my previous days." She took out the box box under the quilt with her arm, "This is great."

Li Qianfan's eyes lit up, "Where did you come from this thing?"

Qi Xiu's face was much cheerful, and she burst into laughter. She told Li Qianfan about the origin of the jade pendant and silver. Finally, she couldn't help but giggle, "Qianfan, you didn't see it. That little boy was stupid. I was just sleeping, but he thought I was going to jump into a tree and commit suicide. He nailed me to the tree, and he thought that he had done something amazing. But later he followed his uncle and said something to him. The little boy was so scared that he pissed back. He was so stupid." As she smiled, she burst into tears again.

For some reason, she never cried easily, and always cried tonight.

Li Qianfan was covered in black lines, why did he remember him as stupid as he was embarrassing...

"But... that brother is one of my few warmths." She put the box in her arms and said softly. Li Qianfan wiped her tears, feeling that her smile was clean and clear at this moment. Even if there was an indelible haze mixed in it, but in the future, he would spare no effort to drive away the shadows of the past for her little by little, protecting this smile, so that she would no longer have to worry about this life.

"A Xiu, have you ever gone back to find that boy?" Li Qianfan suddenly thought of a question.

Qi Xiu seemed to be very tired, and his head leaned against his legs, his voice became vague, "I looked for it... but I couldn't find it. I heard that their family had committed a crime..."

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In the square small room, you can touch the stone wall above your head by raising your arms; on the blue-gray wall, there is only a dim torch; at the corner of the wall, a low table covered with a white tablecloth. Next to the low table, just in the middle of the stone room is the place to sleep.

It was the furnishings here that almost scared Zhao Laosan.

The place where you sleep is not a bed, but a coffin!

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