Chapter 378 (1/2)

Fourteen years ago, it was in this dark and humid alley that she met a young beggar with blood all over her body and a chain on one ankle.

The afternoon sun of that year happened to be in this corner, and the teenager was in a dilemma and fell along the corner.

His cheeks were covered with dust, and he could not see the original appearance. Only his dark and alert eyes were impressive.

Even his clothes were in tatters, his white shirt was stained with dirt and blood, his trousers were worn out, and the iron chain on his ankle was about half a meter long. He held the other end in his hand and walked with difficulty.

It was the first time that she saw such a tragic teenager when she was ten years old.

When Yan Shiqi woke up from his memory, he sighed, ”I don't know if the beggar was rescued later.”

She sighed, and the picture hidden in her memory became more and more clear.

I don't know. Did she help him?

The sun gradually fell to the west, and the wind passed through the low house of pingsu village, swept across the cheek and rolled up the desolation of lifelessness.

Then, the man's deep and obscure words were blown into his ears by the wind.

He said, ”I am the beggar!”

Inkstone when seven eyes still linger in the broken lane, suddenly heard the wind sent this sentence, she was stunned.

A few seconds later, she slowly turned her head, on the man's dark eyes, can't believe it.

His eyes, and those of the young man, seemed to coincide with each other in alternate years.

Heart rate disorder, stall.

Fourteen years ago, the picture, like a frame by frame rewind, make a comeback.

At that time——

Yan Shiqi followed the teacher's team to the streets of pingsu village.