~： The first year story 018, the last kindness

The simple tent has been opened under the snowstorm.

All the withered grass inside has been blown away, and the pots and pans picked up are also smashed, smashed, and overturned.

The little beggar looked at the home in front of him without any regrets. Because this is normal, losing the wood block that suppresses the tent is as simple as that.

The wind caught the ice and passed under the bridge hole. The little beggar wrapped the blanket wrapped around him and hugged the little baby girl into his warmest arms. He bent down, turned over the withered grass, and found out the half-section bag that had been frozen like a rock, then turned and left.

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The so-called home is just a place to sleep. This is not the first time a little beggar has changed things like "home". The remaining pots and pans will be picked up tomorrow. Tonight, I will find a place that will not freeze to death for the night.

Dirty alleys sheltered from the wind and cold are always a perfect haven. The little beggar retracted behind a restaurant and looked in through the back door of the restaurant. The people inside were washing dishes and preparing to close the door. The little beggar took aim at the opportunity and touched it in, stole a cup inside at a very fast speed, filled it with hot water, and ran out quickly. He hid this small cup of hot water into the safe haven, squatted between the two trash cans, turned the blanket over and covered himself.

"Boy, your will to survive has completely moved me. So I decided it was you. We will spend the night here tonight, and until tomorrow, you follow my instructions and I will help you get what you were before. Things you can't even think of."

The little beggar shrank. There was no wind or snow in this small corner. It was a rare warm place. He just glanced at the dim on his arm, then removed the cloth bag from his waist and took out the pills inside.

Little baby girl asleep. Being heavily protected, she shouldn't feel too cold. The little beggar threw the pill into the water and shook it away. After that, I used my fingers to stick the liquid and leaned to the baby girl's mouth.

The warm liquid made the baby girl open her mouth again. The powder that can heal her body is mixed with warm liquid into her body. The little beggar breathed a sigh of relief and fed more to the little baby girl while the water was still hot. When the water was cold, he swallowed his saliva, put the liquid that was indistinguishable from snow into his mouth, and swallowed his belly.

The coldness of his stomach gave him a convulsion. Regarding this, Dimie saw some displeasure in his blood pupils.

"Boy, throw away this damned but not dead girl. You have no obligation to take care of her, let alone spend nearly half of your fortune for her."

The little beggar leaned against the wall, silent. He stared at the little baby girl's sleeping face, and there was some discomfort in his heart.

He really has no obligation to take care of her, nor is he responsible for taking care of her. Life and death are up to you, this is the law of this world. Now that the usefulness of this little girl is over, why bother about her?

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"Listen to me, human boy. You don't even know how important it is that you are selected by me now. You don't know what a magnificent dark road will be before you in the future. Everyone will obey you. No one will dare to resist you. You are the authority and can get everything you want!"

"You will have countless gold and silver wealth, and there will be women who cannot enjoy it. Now, you can get it all immediately. There is only one thing you need to do, and that is to throw this burden away and leave. !"

Crazy voices hovered in the little beggar's mind, and the frozen eyes slowly began to shatter and become confused.

An Mie was right, this little baby girl was stuffed to him in confusion. For this reason, he lost the bread that could be used to fill his stomach, the tent for shelter from the wind and rain, and twenty-three Suras. These are just the assets spent in one day.

Life is up to you. This sentence is always the life creed of the little beggar. Everyone has an obligation to take responsibility for their own lives, while others do not. Every day I wandered on the verge of starving, beating, or freezing to death, how could I have time to take care of this little baby girl?

Why?

Why would I do this kind of unpaid and extremely stupid thing?

In the agitation of the dark, the confusion in the little beggar's eyes began to freeze again. Frozen eyes are like looking at a lifeless stone, looking at the little baby girl in her arms. He bent down, and the hands that held her gradually became less tight. The baby girl’s swaddle slowly broke away from the little beggar’s embrace, away from the blanket, away from the last touch of warmth that those arms could bring her...

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In the ice and snow, the white and weak gas floated fragilely.

The baby girl's swaddling has completely left the embrace of the little beggar, and is facing the attack of the cold wind outside. The small body shrank in the cold, and the small face gradually turned pale. The exhaled gas turned into a white mist, which dispersed when it was blown by the wind.

She will die.

In such ice and snow, as long as she left it for an hour or two, she would be frozen to death.

The little beggar was still holding the baby in his hands, and the dim voice in his mind fueled excitement. At this moment, the little beggar's movements were frozen. He was like an ice sculpture, falling silent in the middle of the trash can.

"Human kid, you...it's time to let go."

There was a flicker in the frozen eyes. He continued to look at the fragile face, white breathing, and small body of the little baby girl. at last……

His hand slowly retracted.

"Humanity--!"

"I... will follow you."

Pulling away the blanket, the little beggar took the baby girl back into his arms and covered the blanket.

"I will find someone who is willing to adopt. No matter how bad luck, she can still become a maid.... survive."

The dimmed pupils widened, and the chains around the little beggar's arm seemed to be ready to move again. But the little beggar stared at the blood pupil closely, his eyes unchanged as before. In response to this, the blood pupil slowly calmed down, and the chains that were about to be sawed stopped trembling.

"Huh, the last kindness? It's the same as Raunold, the head of 80 thousand demons in the "Covenant".

"…………do not understand."

"Of course you don’t understand. I’m afraid you’ve never heard of the church’s bible. I’m telling you that Launold made a wish before he was baptized by the demons and became the demon king. In order to become the most complete demon, he prayed All the goodness in his heart was condensed to do the last good deed in his life. For this, he killed a dragon that destroyed 99 cities for mankind at the price of one eye. After that, his Kindness was used cleanly, with nothing left, and became the king of the devil very smoothly."

"...It means that the more evil a person is, the more kind he is on the surface, and the more people may praise him."

"Oh, kid, interesting. You are indeed the one I chose, and your understanding of this story is very appetizing to me. Although in the church's translation, the story is explained as the temptation of the devil is very powerful and can deceive the most upright people. Abandon all kindness, even if you crippled your body, you will degenerate without regrets... Forget it, there is no point in explaining this."

The little baby girl felt the warmth again, and she gradually stretched out while she was sleeping. Under the blanket, the little mouth was smashed, the tongue was sticking out, and he looked very relieved.

The little beggar took a few bites of bread, hid the last piece of bread in his arms, covered the blanket, and closed his eyes. In the gap between the two garbage bins, the little beggar and the little baby girl all began to fall asleep.

The red pupils flickered, and he looked at the person he chose, and then at the Zhengxiang little beggar sleeping in his arms. Finally, Dimie let out a cold snort.

"Interesting. Is the last kindness? ... Well, it's rare to find such a good host. Instead of letting him use the remaining goodness for something in the future that can't be inferred, it's better to let him use this little girl. Come on. Boy, you can fulfill your mind. When your kindness is over with this girl’s giving away, your coldness and cruelty will be completely mine. At that time... Hehehe, a tenth The interesting world will begin!"

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The next day, the blizzard remained.

As if unending snowflakes trembled and smashed from the sky, the white coffin was covered one layer after another, covering the city of coffins in Seinag. How many people died in the two-day blizzard? How many people will linger and use their tortured lives to usher in another cruel dawn?

Snow is watching.

Look at the tranquility of this world. Then, as if it didn't matter to him, he danced happily in the air, covering a frozen corpse.

A frozen human body sits quietly in the corner of the alley. Its expression is very peaceful, and it seems to be free from pain and suffering forever. In that world, I will never worry about food and warmth again. It was a beautiful world, without death and pain.

Cha, cha, cha.

Footsteps, passing by the frozen corpse. For that popsicle, the owner of the footsteps did not take a second look. For the tranquility on that popsicle's face, the small figure has no longing for it.

Death is definitely not an interesting thing.

He is alive, perhaps not of great significance. But he just didn't want to die.

To live only to live, the concept of survival of sewer rats is always that simple.

Don't want to die, live.

Such a simple truth allowed him to survive another cold night.

The little beggar walked slowly in the alley. Occasionally, one or two bodies can be found in the corner of the alley. In such a cold winter, the security team will not send people to clean up. Only in the spring, when these corpses stinks, cockroaches and flies start to circle around the pieces of meat, and mice and crows dangle their internal organs and run around in the street, will someone clean up the garbage.

It's all that simple. It's so simple that the little beggar has no complaints.