The summer was scorching, and the morning was fine, but in the afternoon, even the woods gradually began to become hot and humid.
With heavy shackles, the idiot cleaned the room, sweat dripping from his face. But even so, he took the time to look at Mili below through the window, closely watching her actions.
Knowing that it screamed in the woods, the dappled sunlight leaked through the leaves, further transpiring and brewing the heat in the air. It took a long time for the honey pear underneath to relax, and stood up with the trunk. But judging from her still trembling thighs, her fear has not been eliminated.
The girl looked at the burnt golden world outside the woods, then looked up at the unreachable small tree house in front of her. She lowered her head and sobbed, but she was helpless. The broken wings doomed her to simply not have the ability to spread her wings and fly high. This year...this has been the case.
After crying in a low voice for a while, she clutched her injured neck and touched her pocket.
There used to be a small half of cracked biscuits in that pocket, but now it has been searched by the idiot along with Inel and Flintstone. She touched her empty pocket, lowered her head, and started sobbing again.
But is sobbing useful?
It turns out that it is useless. In this world, no matter how hard you cry, no one will give you food for no reason. If you want, you have to fight for it yourself.
After crying for a while, Mi Li started to look around. After a while, some small green fruits on a tree next to her made her swallow her saliva and stared straight at those fruits.
Those fruit idiots have eaten them, they are astringent and bitter. The bitter things in nature are generally poisonous, so he never touched those fruits after the idiot tasted it a few years ago. But now, there is no other way for Mili.
Mili flapped her wings and walked towards the tree. But as soon as she took a step, she immediately noticed something...
She blushed, covered her thigh, and looked around very shyly. But maybe she thought that this is a small wood that is inaccessible, she took a breath. But when she raised her head to confront the ruthless eyes of the idiot, she finally lowered her head shyly, and quickly hid behind a tree. Hands, gently...
Pulled the wet underwear under his torn clothes and took them off.
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No matter how dirty the clothes are, it is better to keep the close-fitting clothes dry. With a blushing face, Mi Li peeked at the cabin above from behind the tree trunk, and hung the underwear on a branch beside it. Then, she opened her arms and slowly climbed the tree, plucking some green fruits.
Eating it in the mouth is astringent and bitter.
But for the current honey pears, these astringent and bitter foods are what she eats with relish. She squatted behind the tree trunk, holding the fruit and biting it, it seemed that she hadn't eaten for too long.
In fact, she did not eat anything for too long. During the time when no one would think that she "should live and must live", her sense of existence became thinner, and gradually even eating became weaker. Now it’s hard to get something to eat, of course it doesn’t matter what it is.
The idiot stared at her until she was sure that the woman was really eating hard, and she was a little relieved. But when it comes to eating, he can't help but think about food. After all, I have been away from home for 3 months and it is impossible to keep food at home. Must go out to purchase.
"Ahhh~~~!"
Picking up the bun, the idiot jumped out of the tree house smoothly. Seeing the idiot suddenly come down, Mili over there threw the fruit in her hand in fear, then crawled and hid behind the tree, closed her eyes and held her hands, shaking with fear.
The idiot glanced at her, ignored it, and took the little bread straight out of the small bush. After being nervous for a moment, Mili over there suddenly heard the footsteps go away. She opened her eyes, and after seeing the idiot about to leave for the first time, she quickly stuffed the fruits that fell on the ground into her mouth, clapped her hands, and hurriedly followed.
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The weather in summer is really hot.
Especially in this kind of desert city, it will feel even hotter.
The dazzling sunlight makes people unable to open their eyes. Walking in the sun, it feels as if countless burning knives are cutting your skin.
The divine grace is not bad, but outside the school, the feeling of enthusiasm is even more real. The sound of tweeting is everywhere, and the coming and going on the road, the irritable passers-by make it even more sultry.
However, this time is also the easiest time to bargain.
Heat can make you tired and let your guard down. Even the most alert merchants at ordinary times may relax at such times and sell goods to stalkers at extremely low prices.
Therefore, the idiot's footsteps are very calm, not at all tired from the heat. It's just that the bun is a little bit painful, she took the idiot's hand, walked staggeringly, and yawned from time to time.
As for the honey pear behind...
She always maintained a long distance, closely following the idiot. Because of a little bit of food, she was able to hide the wings behind her powerfully.
The air is full of heat.
Such heat may be exchanged for heavy rain at night.
The idiot looked up at the weather and walked on the road leading to the market. From beginning to end, he has never been able to allow Mi Li to take any step closer to him. As soon as the distance between the girl and himself shortened, he would immediately stop and look at her with warning eyes until she retreated a little later and kept a safe distance from him.
One after another, the three of them just walked along the sandy streets. No one will pay attention to the relationship between two beggars, right?
An hour later, the idiot carried a bag of flour on his shoulder, some seasonings and a cuddle of eggs in his handbag. Has the shop Xiaoer, who is almost asleep, aware that he has sold things at a cheaper price than the purchase price? But it doesn't matter, let him continue to be confused. Attacking when others are confused is the law of survival.
Dark clouds gradually condensed above the head.
But this didn't mean to cool the air at all.
Sultry, still sultry.
This sultry heat can make people impetuous, of course...
It also makes people easily impulsive and angry.
"what!"
At some point, the idiot suddenly walked into a crowd. As soon as his figure disappeared from sight, Mi Li immediately walked over anxiously. But she was indeed walking too fast, and before she could see the pedestrian in front of her, she slammed into it...
"Ouch!"
The collision caused Mi Li to fall backward. And the drunken gangster who was hit by her was already clutching his chest, and started to flare up.
"His grandmother, which corpse with no eyes hit Lao Tzu?! Was it deliberately provocative!!!"
Three or four drunks gathered together, and the drunk who was hit squinted his eyes and looked at the terrified Mili on the ground, his voice immediately went up eight degrees—
"Smelly bitch, dare to hit your uncle! Look, I've been injured internally by you! I want to go to the hospital, I want to see a doctor! You said, what should I do?"
"Losing money! Losing money!"
"Dare to hit someone? The little **** will lose money!"
Although there are not too few people on the street at this time, most of them are stunned by the intense sunlight. Although some people think that these adults around a little girl is too much, but they are not in the mood to manage, nor do they have such an idea to manage. After all, it's not the first time a beggar and a drunk fight have appeared on the street, no wonder.
"I...I...I didn't mean... I'm sorry..."
Mi Li sat on the ground, looked at the tall men around, and almost fainted when she smelled the strong alcohol scent from their mouths. She is too weak now, as weak as a newborn baby bird. With a look of horror and fear on her face, she held her torn clothes tightly with her hands, shaking constantly. And her gaze was cast at the crowd over there with a look for help, cast at the standing step, looking at the boy here...
The idiot did not move.
He pulled the little bread, his icy eyes didn't mean to move at all. Just like before, he never seemed to reach out to save Mili who was in danger. Whether it's acting or reality.
"Not intentional? If everyone says that they didn't mean it, then it's not illegal to kill someone?! Didn't your mother teach you? How old are you!"
"I... I am... 62 this year..."
"I don't care how old are you!"
The hit drunk grabbed Mi Li's hair and yanked her up. Her hair was pulled, and Mi Li shed tears again in pain. She yelled out, clutching her hair to ease the pain, kicking her legs continuously. But her strength is too weak now, this kind of kick seems to the drunks, it is not enough than itching them.
"Smelly girl, do you lose money? If you don't lose money, then you go out and sell!
"Woo... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Please forgive me... I... I'm sorry...!"
"Damn, I'm sorry for using a fart! His grandma, my chest is still hurting now....Huh?"
The drunk seemed to have noticed something. He pulled Mi Li's body up, put his nose close to her thigh and sniffed it, and suddenly said loudly--
"Hahaha! This girl is really a girl! She actually peeed on her lap!"
"Hey, are you getting too excited with people and peeing?"
As he said, a drunk raised his big hand and patted Mili's **** covered by torn clothes...
"Ah? Hey! This lady doesn't wear underwear! Hahaha, it turns out that it's really sold out, and doesn't even wear underwear!"
When some passers-by who were still unable to get past heard these words, they immediately quenched their desire to come out to save others. One can imagine, what does it mean for a woman who walks on the street but doesn't even wear the most basic underwear? No one will make trouble for a prostitute, so it's not worth it.
The drunks laughed, and they breathed out a stinking smell of alcohol on Mi Li's face. Mi Li kept struggling and crying, but no one came out to rescue her. A drunk has even reached out to lift her clothes, trying to expose her lower half to the scorching sun...