Heavenly Star

The old man quickly walked forward and lowered the basket on his back. First, he tested the smell of Ye Wucheng, then the dry old hand pinched on his wrist. Half a dozen days later, he showed surprise on his face, then sighed and shook his head. Then look at this unforgettable young girl. His finger dotted behind her little wrist, his face suddenly stunned: “At such a young age, he had such strong endurance that he nearly exhausted all his energy and potential... and by then he would have returned to the sky. But even now, I've been badly hurt, and I don't know what year or months it's going to take to recover. ”

“For your amazing little girl, I'll make an exception. ”

The old man grabbed Ye Wuchen, grabbed Ye Zhengxue with one hand, and the old dry body easily lifted them in his hand, and then his body vacated and flew out of the forest.

Brother... Brother...

In a coma, she kept shouting his name. Because how big a fear it would be for her to lose him.

When she was most helpless, not knowing why she was alive, he held her hand and became her brother. When everyone rejected her and hated her, he touched her face and said that he would protect her from starvation, would not let her be bullied, and then, despite offending the anger of the people, taught those who bullied her...

From then on, her world was no longer grey, but one more him. And because of his presence, the world is so memorable.

If I lose my brother...

She opened her eyes in the dark and whispered: “Brother, brother... where is brother? ”

Soft and weak all over the body, it is so difficult to connect the eyelids. A gentle old voice answered her: "Son, are you awake? Sleep a little longer, you're too tired. ”

“Brother, I want Brother...”

“Your brother is right next to you, you can sleep with confidence. If you're not strong enough, who's going to take care of your brother? ”

Snowflake softly “hmm” finally closed his heavy eyelids and fell asleep again. She's really tired.

The old man looked at her with pity and said to himself: “I wish I had a granddaughter. Although my face was damaged, it was strangely white, my heart was so kind, even my old bone... hey, well, since I have made an exception once, help her again, anyway, I don't need to keep this old bone. ”

He stretched out his two fingers, dotted in the heart of a snowbrow, and a warm airflow began to flow from his fingertips. Sleeping snowy pale face began to gradually appear red, the old man's mouth grinned, hands retracted, and then looked at his hands strangely: “After all, it was just a little girl, and it didn't consume me me much energy... hoo, so that she should wake up and recover like the beginning, hey, it's really hard for her. ”

But……

His eyes fell on Snowflake's face again, his face explored, his mouth said to himself: “It's strange, I've lived so many years, this is the first time I've seen a scar like this... what exactly caused this? ”

In the evening, the snow finally opened its eyes again. Though her body was still soft and sore, her strength had recovered a lot. She subconsciously shouted “brother” and rose in a hurry. Then, at first glance, she saw the leaves lying beside her. His face was still pale as paper, and the breath was weak and few did not exist. She stayed there and looked straight at it. She couldn't say a word. Tears gathered quickly in her eyes. She sucked her little nose and tried to hold her tears, but the tears finally fell.

The old curtains were lifted and the old man walked in with a small bowl and said with a laugh: "Son, you're awake. Here, have a bowl of porridge first. ”

As if she saw hope, she rushed out of the wooden bed and knelt down in front of the old man: “Grandfather, please save Brother, please Grandfather, please save Brother... you can let Cher do anything. ”

After that, her little head was about to kowtow. The old man hurried her up and sighed in secret. Her face was filled with a pitiful smile: “Son, listen to Grandpa and finish this bowl of porridge. Can Grandpa talk to you later? By the way, you can call me Grandpa Dragon. ”

“Well, thank you, Grandpa Long.” Ye Zhengxue nodded thankfully, lifted the medicine congee on the table, and drank it without a spoon, directly "grunting” because she was so hungry. She just drank half a cup, and she dropped the bowl, “Grandpa Long, I want to give the rest to my brother. ”

The muscles on the old man's face sucked * and he finally sighed long and said: "Son, sit down first. Sit next to your brother. ”

Snowflake sat down and suddenly his heart began to get restless.

At this point, a young man's voice suddenly came out: “Grandpa, I'm back! ”

The curtain was lifted, revealing a british face, around the age of twenty, eyebrows of swords, british face with obvious arrogance, and hidden somewhat melancholy. Although this is only a small, isolated town, this person is by no means a person of ordinary character or temperament. When he saw Ye Gexue, he was stunned and asked, “Little sister, are you awake? Are you feeling sick? ”

Grandpa Long had already told him about the snow, and he was moved by the rest of his heart to shush. It's really rare to be so passionate at such a young age.

Cohesive snow raised his anxious little face and asked, "Brother, are you? ”

“This is my grandson. His name is Long Zhengyang. Just call him Big Brother Long.” The old man said gently.

Long Zhengyang's face flashed with obvious surprise because he revealed his real name so easily to an outsider.

“Brother Long... Ok, my name is Jie Xue, Ye Jie Xue, is the name my brother gave me.” Her eyes stopped on Ye Wuchen's face, hoping that he would wake up soon.

“The name given by your brother… is he your own brother or?” Long Zhengyang asked puzzled.

Ye Jingxue shook his head: “Everyone else hates me, only my brother is the best for me, plays with me every day, protects me, and gives me a name. ”

Long Zhengyang smiled and said: “Little sister, most people in the world take people by their looks, don't worry about it. Looks like this little brother is also an outlaw, no wonder you don't even want to die for him. By the way, little sister, how did you get that scar on your face? ”

Ye Zheng snowed for a while, because she had never thought about it, but shook her head and said: “I don't know, like my brother, I don't even remember what happened before... Please save my brother quickly...”

The old dragon glanced and sighed softly: "Yang, go check on him. ”

“Me?” Long Zhengyang was surprised at a glance: “But Grandpa, I can only do some of the simplest medicine, this...”

“Try it and you'll see. ”

Long Zhengyang seemed to understand something, stopped talking, hesitated for a moment, and extended his right palm to press Ye Wuchen's chest. Soon, however, he retracted his palms as if he had been burned by fire, and his face was horrified.