The autumn wind blows, white clouds fly, the grass and trees wither and the yellow geese return to the south.
Yan Shu and Li Changtian walked together all the way to the north. One evening, they passed a noisy town.
After a tiring journey, the hungry two found an inn and asked for some dishes to fill their stomachs.
While eating, a pigeon with wings like snow flew in and landed in front of Yan Shu's eyes, attracting the attention of other diners in the hall.
Yan Shu took it for granted, put down his chopsticks, untied the anklet on the white pigeon's feet, and took out a piece of paper that was one finger wide. Pigeon ring.
Li Changtian twirled a few grains of rice and reached out to feed the pigeon.
Yan Shu quietly waited for Li Changtian to finish feeding, then picked up the white pigeon and let it fly outside the inn.
When Yan Shu came back and sat down, Li Changtian asked curiously, "How did it find you?"
Yan Shu said: "I wear a wooden sign with me. The wooden sign has a strange fragrance and can be found by pigeons."
"It's so amazing." Li Changtian sighed.
The two of them had no more words, and after eating and drinking, Yan Shu asked the boss for two upper rooms.
"Guest officers, there is only one upper room left in our house, and the other rooms are outside. Look, which one of you lives in the inner room?" The boss asked politely, clasping his hands.
"Huh? Is there any difference?" Li Changtian asked.
"If you live inside, the window faces the courtyard, it's quieter. If you live outside, the window faces the street, it's more lively." The boss explained.
Without even thinking about it, Li Changtian said, "I live outside, so I'm not afraid of noise."
Yan Shu looked up at Li Changtian, and said lightly, "It's okay, I also..."
Li Changtian laughed out loud: "You don't matter what you do, you are obviously afraid of noise, we both slept in the same bed before, and you woke up when I moved a little, it's okay, I live near the street, I'm really not afraid of noise."
Yan Shu showed a look of surprise, said no more, and nodded in thanks.
The two of them went back to the wing room, and it was already time to light candles. Yan Shu arranged the bedding and was about to take an early rest when he suddenly remembered something and sat up on the bed again.
During these days on the road, Li Changtian's wounds were almost healed, except for his ten fingers, which healed slowly and had to be treated once every three days.
Today is another day of dressing.
Li Changtian always couldn't remember, and every time Yan Shu asked 'is there any medicine applied', he would be confused: "Huh? Do you need to apply medicine again? How can I remember that I just applied it yesterday."
Yan Shu asked twice, but stopped.
Apply it to him personally.
Yan Shu stood up and remembered one more thing: the last time he applied the medicine, there was very little plaster left in the medicine jar.
Yan Shu put on his clothes without saying a word, walked out of the inn, and went to the street to find a medicine shop.
At this time, Li Changtian was lying on the wooden window of the guest room, propping his head and counting the stars boredly.
In the army in his previous life, he seldom used his mobile phone and computer, so Li Changtian is still able to adapt to the life without these two things. It's just that he spent most of his nights training. Now that he's free, he feels a little empty.
Li Changtian once said.
If the sky has love, the sky will also grow old, go to bed earlier and I will not grow old.
Two orioles sing green willows, and they go to bed earlier with hair.
I ask you how much you can worry, and go to bed earlier without worry.
After counting the stars for a while, Li Changtian stretched and decided to go to bed to rest.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the street.
"Thief!! Stop!!"
"Stinky boy, see if I catch you or beat you to death."
"Stop him!"
Li Changtian leaned against the window and looked down suspiciously.
The street was dark, only a few candlelight leaked from some open shops on the side of the road. A young man of sixteen or seventeen was running down the street with something in his arms, followed by several men who were cursing.
The boy was staggering and didn't run fast. He was caught after a while, and several people surrounded him, knocking him to the ground while cursing.
The young man didn't say a word, he firmly grasped the things in his arms, but refused to let go, and got kicked several times.
The leading man kicked the boy's head, but was blocked suddenly.
Li Changtian stood in front of the young man, clasped his fists, and said kindly: "Brothers, don't beat him so hard, beating won't solve the problem, just talk about it if you have something to say."
"He stole!" The man cursed angrily, bent over and stretched out his hand, and yanked out the things from the boy's arms.
The boy refused to let go, and begged several times: "It's all broken, it's all broken anyway, give it to me, please."
Li Changtian took a closer look and found that what the young man stole was a candy cake wrapped in oiled paper. The two of them tugged like this, and the candy cake kept falling off.
The man snatched the candy cake and scolded angrily: "Even if I feed it to the dogs, I won't give it to you, a thief." After speaking, he took his people and left.
Li Changtian scratched his head, turned around, and knelt down in front of the boy: "Are you okay? Do you want to go to the medical clinic? It's wrong to steal, understand? Where are your parents?"
When Li Changtian was about to speak earnestly and earnestly to persuade the young man to return from his lost way, the young man stood up without saying a word, ignored Li Changtian at all, and staggered away.
"Huh? Wait..." Li Changtian realized that the boy was in rags. He hesitated for a moment, but still chased after him.
Li Changtian didn't stop the young man, he didn't talk to him, he followed him not far or near, silently followed all the way to a ruined temple.
The young man limped into the dilapidated temple. The wooden beams collapsed, the Buddhist altar was covered with dust, and the floor was covered with weeds. In the airtight place of the dilapidated temple, there were several people in rags lying here and there, some old and some young. I don't know why I got here in exile.
The boy walked to a corner of the ruined temple, and in the corner lay a young girl who was coughing. She was obviously ill, her face was flushed red, and her breathing was disordered. An older woman was looking after her. Seeing the boy coming, he sighed.
When the boy saw him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stepped forward to touch the girl's forehead: "Yaoyao, hold on, brother will definitely bring you candy tomorrow."
Outside the ruined temple, Li Changtian, who saw everything through the broken window, was silent for a while, and reached out to touch his empty pocket.
He thought for a while and returned to the inn.
In the inn, the boss was standing behind the counter, crackling his calculations.
Li Changtian walked over and said with a smile, "Boss, let's discuss something with you."
The boss raised his head, rubbed his hands and smiled kindly: "Guest officer, tell me."
"I can't live in the room anymore, can you return the money to me?" Li Changtian asked.
The boss is also a straightforward person: "Yes, guest officer." After saying that, he went to get the money.
"By the way, there is one more thing... Boss..." Li Changtian continued to discuss with the boss cheekily, "Can you lend me the firewood room for a night?"
Li Changtian took the silver, returned to the ruined temple, ignored the doubts and inquiries of others, and walked in front of the boy without saying a word.
The boy was hugging the sick girl and feeding her water. Seeing Li Changtian standing in front of him, he thought he was here to arrest him and report him to the police. His hand trembled and he almost splashed the water.
"You, come." Li Changtian pointed to the outside of the ruined temple.
The boy didn't argue, put down the broken bowl, followed Li Changtian out of the ruined temple with his head down.
Outside the ruined temple, the silver moon hangs high, and the autumn wind is rustling.
Li Changtian stuffed the money into the boy's arms: "Here, take it to buy medicine for your sister, don't use it to buy sugar cakes, eat less sugar when you have a fever, do you hear me?"
The boy's eyes widened suddenly, and then he knelt down to Li Changtian: "Grandfather!"
Li Changtian half-kneeled in front of the young man, held the young man's shoulder with one hand, and looked at him at the same level: "Since you call me a benefactor, I will tell you a few words, any act of taking other people's property without authorization is a violation of social morality." Yes, you have hands and feet, can't you chop wood and carry water to exchange for a piece of sugar cake? Do you have to do such a shameful thing?"
The young man's eyes gradually turned red, he clenched his mouth tightly, unable to say anything, and then kowtowed to Li Changtian.
Li Changtian's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He stroked the young man's forehead with his palm, preventing his head from touching the ground: "I can't take it anymore, stop knocking, go back and take care of your sister. I also eat and drink other people's money now. I can't do it with this little money." It’s helped a lot, so just stop stealing from now on.”
"No more stealing." The boy gritted his teeth and said firmly.
Li Changtian smiled, and he let out a long breath: "Okay."
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In the dead of night, Yan Shu returned to the inn.
Because it was late, most of the medicine shops in the town were closed, Yan Shu searched the whole town, and finally bought the medicine.
Yan Shu was a little worried that Li Changtian had already gone to bed, thinking that he shouldn't disturb him, when he looked up, he found himself standing in front of his wing.
There was no candlelight in the wing room, and it was quiet.
Yan Shu turned around, ready to leave.
At this moment, voices suddenly came from the wing room.
The voice was charming and deep, panting again and again: "Xiao Xianggong, take it easy, you hurt me."
Although the words were soft enough to squeeze out water, the person who spoke was clearly a man.
Yan Shu: "..."