Beseech The Devil

    Su Ming years ago, his Culture only recovered one layer when he left. At this moment, he has recovered to nearly 60%, but he is still him anyway.

    It is still the brother of Gou Sheng in the mouth of Little Chou'er, or the young but sensible teenager in Little Chou'er.

    Su Ming stood outside the house, raised his hand and gently knocked on the door of the house.

    The sound of knocking on the door was very slight in the whisper of the snow, and it was not clear clearly outside, but it could be heard clearly in the room.

    WhoA faint voice came from the house, which was Little Chou'er, but the voice seemed to have little strength.

    It's me.Su Ming whispered to open mouth.

    After his voice came out, the house suddenly quieted down. It didn't take long for the door to be opened in the door. When the door of the house was opened, the snow blew from the outside. Going in, rolling the snow, just Su Ming's thin body, like a mountain at the moment, blocking the wind behind him, making the wind…He couldn't blow his body, and he couldn't blow the little Chou'er who looked at him with a tear in his eyes.

    "Gou Sheng brother!"Little Chou'er cried out and hugged Su Ming, Su Ming gently patted her back and used her body to continue to block the snow for her.

    "Little Chou'er doesn't cry, I don't see it for a year, and it's a lot taller."Su Ming smiled softly and said, when he looked up, he saw a couple standing there in the house.

    Gray hair, more wrinkles, and the traces of the doubling of the years, the slightly sloppy body, the thin face, and the tears, the lips that seem to say something.

    This is the father of Little Chou'er.

    The woman on the side, a lot of white hair, beautiful face only vague, can not see clearly, her tears fell but the face showed a scene, so Su Ming thinks this is the most beautiful smile in the world.

    "Go home, just wait for you…"

    In a simple sentence, Su Ming's heart was suddenly filled with warmth. He pulled Little Chou'er and walked over to close the door of the house. He looked at the ordinary family in front of him, and Su Ming was there.

    "Hey, mother, Gou Sheng is back…"

    A kind of warmth, at this moment, the cold wind that was blown into the room was dispelled, and the snow outside was dispelled, which made the room filled with the warmth that could melt the cold winter.

    This night, Little Chou'er's laughter resounded in this warmth, and the kind eyes of Little Chou'er's father always looked at Su Ming's and there was Little Chou'er mother. Sheri took out a cotton quilt, which she had hand-stitched for him, sewing it.

    Wearing the cotton jacket Su Ming, it looks like a real boy, no sorrow, no killing is not complicated, and some just warms the warmth of the family.

    The lights of the house at this night are always invincible. In the darkness outside, in the cold wind blowing, it has existed for a long time, because it has been burning, perhaps not kerosene, but in this family, that Ordinary, but Su Ming's longing for family.

    It was that family, let this light not die, this family, Su Ming cherished, put it all in the bottom of his heart, as his beauty, as part of his memory, not allowed to lose.

    In this part of the memory, I wrote Little Chou'er, writing about her father, mother, and his.

    "I will stay with you until the end of your years…"This is what Su Ming said silently to Little Chou'er, and he is now, in his heart, in that memory, writing a line of writing.

    Good, in many cases is short-lived, because there may be a lonely eye in this world, it does not want to see too much good, so it makes good and short, and cherish each other.

    Therefore, people always say that short-term beauty…

    This night, when there is an end, such as the beautiful word, in the short-term, there is also the end, Su Ming can not stay here for a long time, because once this, before his relationship has not recovered, perhaps bring This family will be a life and death parting.

    What he can do is to remember this short-lived beauty, then…", silently leaving.

    But he left a man, a person lying in a small bed and gradually opening up the eyes eyes. This person, Chen Daxi, is the brother of Little Chou'er, a poor soul.

    His face should be like a middle-aged person, but Su Ming couldn't bear the pain of Little Chou'er's aunt, and couldn't bear the tears of Little Chou'er. He would rather recover his own Cultivation for some time, on Chen Daxi's body. Giving life to the appearance of Chen Daxi, it looks like it is twenty years old.

    This is false, and at the end of his only ten years of life, he will become what he should have.

    Su Ming, left.

    He combed the body of Little Chou'er's niece, causing their disease to dissipate, making Little Chou'er's face shallower. After he didn't push the door of the house, he walked in the step. Outside the house.

    "If I didn't push the door to leave, it would mean that I didn't leave, then I will never push this door."Behind Su Ming's is an endless snowflake that covers his road to the house of Little Chou'er, which seems to have broken his way back and gradually became a white sky.

    Su Ming is alone, walking alone in the snow, going further and further, the snow falls on his hair, on the body, and on the cotton jacket…It's very cold, but the warmth is buried in his heart. In this snow, you can warm him and let him go further.

    Su Ming went far, and walked in the snow of the heavens and the earth, until a person walked alone to the whitehead, and the figure disappeared into the heavens and the earth. In the bleak, it gradually disappeared and gradually became done…

    The sob of the snow wind, like a distorted drift, the falling of the snow, is this distorted lyrics, singing in this nothingness, I do not know who can hear the song.

    In the song, singing a snow burying a city, singing all the lights that sing alone, singing the strangeness that can't be seen, who's sunset, who's face, who's been a child for more than ten years…

    After Su Ming left, in the Little Chou'er family, in this sleeping, Chen Daxi, who was lying in bed, slowly opened his eyes, and he had a confused voice in his eyes. He felt that he had a sleep. , made a long, long dream.

    At the end of the dream, there was a voice echoing. It was this voice that brought him out of his dream and brought it home.

    "You are a dead person…What I can do is to help you fight for ten years of life, with this decade…Go with your aunt, your sister…"

    I don't know how this chapter was written. It is written and written. Suddenly there is a feeling of returning to the light. There is really no other word to describe it. Let's just describe it.

    Feeling full of strength, can be written and written, the whole person is deeper and tired, looking back this month, only one word.

    It doesn't matter to tired, I don't say…

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