She was dazzled by the light gold eyes, and her arms and legs were quite weak. Her black coat could even wrap her up.

she looked at the young man who was sitting on a stone not far away, holding a string of barbecued fish branches and waving to her young man.

Maybe it's because of her struggle to survive, her actions and thoughts are much more mature than those of her age. But even so, Ling really doesn't understand,

why the person who only met yesterday not only kindly gave her a piece of high-grade food to eat, but also said hello to herself so warmly and familiar at this time...

I don't know if it's an illusion. I always feel that there's a big gap between what this person looks like today and yesterday...

although it may be very impolite, Ling still stands in silence and does not move out of her vigilance.

When he saw a girl who was not close to her like a small animal, Fang ran looked at five or six roasted fish on the ground, and grabbed her head helplessly,

so he picked up one of the roasted fish, slowly walked to her side and squatted down, pointed to this one and pointed to the one that was still on the ground, and slowed down her speech as much as possible to Ling, who was as alert as a little wild cat "Can I exchange these with you for black bread and fruit

The smell of roasted fish strung on the branches penetrated into his nose, stimulating the appetite in his stomach. His pale golden eyes looked straight at the food on fangran's hand and swallowed his mouth forcefully,

he looked at what was left by the fire behind him, and then looked at his own home. Without speaking, he nodded his head hesitantly.

"Here you are."

Fang ran put the one on the handle into her hand, and then pushed her gently behind her in the direction of the fire.

the girl's body was so thin that it seemed like a weak sapling.

Looking at the girl who was still hesitant in her steps, Fang ran was slightly distracted. Then she picked up her coat and threw it into the black box. Then she turned into the ruins. Looking at the half piece of black bread and a small pile of fruit that had been put in the furnace wall all night,

carefully took it out.

Sitting back by the fire, looking at the slender fingers, I dare not grasp it directly, because the smell of fish is a little urgent, but because it is too hot, it is a small mouthful of hot Ling,

in the morning of the Italian autumn field, the sun is warm on her body, which makes her feel a bit dazzled.

Then she picked up the black bread on her hand, even if it was selling or touching, she wanted to compete with her mobile phone, and then she took a big bite,

and then she understood why Ling was so delicious eating compressed biscuits yesterday.

My God, is this really what people eat!?

Bah, with sawdust?

He thought of it with his eyes rolling in his heart, but he ate all the food one by one. When Ling carefully ate the meat between the fish bones, she hesitated to reach out to the second one,

only then did she realize what she had forgotten and opened her mouth subconsciously:

"Oh, yes, wait a minute."

The outstretched hand wrapped around the cloth shrank back, pursed his lips and looked at the small pile of fruit trees. Then he lowered his eyes and felt clear. According to the normal situation, his little things could not be replaced by a fish.

He quickly stood up, bent down, and spoke in a low voice in raw Chinese:

"... Thank you..."

and then he wanted to turn around and run away.

"No, wait a minute, your majesty. Where are you going? Ah

The result is a confused and anxious cry, the feeling of being seized by the ankle, and the sound of something suddenly clapping on the ground...

PA!

Startled, Ling turned and saw that in order to catch her, the well-dressed young man threw himself on the ground,

for some reason, she always felt that the man in front of her was a little like the fish he had brought down.

Then, in the next half minute, she sat next to the tempering pile again. Ling watched her dusty face climb up from the ground, and her white clean shirt was stained with a lot of soil and grass debris,

she didn't know where to find all kinds of bottles and jars, mumbling "how much good..." and other complex sentences,

finally, she couldn't remember the order and couldn't tell which was which Had to embarrass one by one to a not yet roasted fish sprinkle point.

The wood crackled and burned a fragrance that the girl had never smelled, and illuminated her large pale gold eyes on the edge of her morning village.

"Try again this time?"

Fang ran picked up the fish that he had sprinkled with some seasonings and handed it to Ling. To tell the truth, it was Fang Ran's first time to roast it. To tell the truth, it was not delicious at all in his mind.

fortunately, his knowledge as a child made him know how to bake it on the side, but he didn't directly burn it on the fire.

When she saw another fish handed to her hand, Ling's large pale golden eyes were stunned. Then she took a look, as if she was looking forward to tasting it. She took a small bite carefullyThen she had never tasted the bright taste. In addition to the salty taste, there were all kinds of other rich flavors, which made her expression dull for a moment,

and then she took a big bite and even didn't care about the scald!

After looking at the first barbecue, I sprinkled salt and pepper, cumin chili noodles and other messy things written with "barbecue seasoning", I picked up a fruit, carefully studied the shriveled shape, and nodded slightly to draw the conclusion...

well, I don't know this is What,

in short, it should be able to eat.

Then Fang ran took a bite...

"purr, Lulu

is as like as two peas, who are biting the fish. He is surprised by the strange noise he suddenly made. He suddenly looks up to see the face of Fang ran sour and wrinkled.

Until Ling finished eating all the fish, she couldn't chew off two fruits.

Er Di God, is this fruit made of vinegar!?

Fang ran was still pumping his mouth and crying. Looking at the rest of them, he secretly put them into the black box. He decided that he would cheat him if he had a chance.

Then he found that Ling, who was sitting opposite him, lowered her head and pressed her lips tightly.

"Well, what's the matter? Isn't it delicious?"

It's not roasted. It's bad to eat, right!?

Fang Ran's heart was suddenly raised. Just as he wanted to continue to ask questions, he saw that the young girl shook her head and took a look at the roasted fish he had eaten.

then he lowered his head and tightly pursed his lips, wrapped his hands around the cloth strips, and grasped the coarse and flaxen corner of his clothes, biting his lips and whispering:

"I... I have no money...

throat At that moment, Fang ran felt that he might have eaten too much fruit...

he squatted down in front of her, hesitated a little, and then touched her head. The light golden hair had an incredible soft touch. The youth took a deep breath, and then tried to smile at her gently:

"it's OK, I haven't either."

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