The boy nodded, got up, held the little girl with his already purple-cold hand, and gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

Back at the ruined temple, the two children were hungry and could only rely on the little boy to fill their belly while the wild fruits stored in autumn.

In their opinion, they were lucky. At least there was such a place that no one knew to block the wind and rain, and there were also such a bunch of wild fruits that could fill their stomachs.

The next day, the boy got up early.

It was too cold outside, and the boy made a fire, so he asked the little girl to stay in the ruined temple and waited for him to come back.

The little girl refused to listen and said she was afraid alone. But in fact, how could the little boy not know?

After living here for many days, the girl has been used to it, so how could she be afraid? She just wanted to accompany the little boy, afraid that the little boy would be frozen outside alone.

It was very persuasive, and the little boy promised to come back soon, and promised to bring her a gift as long as she was obedient, so the little girl reluctantly agreed.

The ruined temple in the mountains and fields, the little lonely figure waiting.

The little girl leaned against the temple gate all day long, staring at the way back, and passed one hour after another.

I couldn't bear to eat the wild fruit in my hand, so I covered it warmly, so I waited for the little boy to come back before eating it.

As night fell, the little girl became a little anxious when she saw that the little boy still didn't return.

He pouted. The little girl wanted to go out to find the little boy, but she was afraid that he would be angry and did not dare to go out. She could only pray over and over in her heart.

Until nearly midnight, even though she was sitting in front of the temple gate, she was trembling with cold, the little girl was unwilling to move and stared at the way back.

It was a long time before the little girl heard the rustling footsteps approaching and rushed out quickly. It was the little boy who dragged his tired body back here.

He threw himself into the little boy's arms and hugged him tightly. Only then could the little girl's heart was relieved. It was obvious that the little girl's body trembled slightly, and she forced herself to whimper without crying.

I didn't blame the little boy for coming back late, all I had was full of worry and heartache.

Limped back to the ruined temple, and with the dim light of the fire, when the little girl saw that there was still some blood on the little boy's purple and swollen face, she couldn't control her emotions anymore.

He cried out, hugged the little boy, and cried so hard that the pear blossoms were in the rain.

"It's okay, don't cry." The little boy said.

While speaking, the little boy took out the rag wrapped around him.

"Look, a gift for you."

Hearing this, the little girl paused for a moment and subconsciously looked at the thing in her hand.

A somewhat old cotton jacket.

"How is it, do you like it?" the little boy asked.

Wow... Wow...

The little girl started crying again, crying louder and sadder than before.

After a long time, the little girl stopped crying under the comfort of the little boy.

"I've been hungry for a day, I'll give you something delicious." The little boy said.

After wiping the tears from the little girl's face, the little boy took out a piece of pancake from the rag bag.

"The uncle was in a good mood today. He gave me a piece when he closed the stall and ate it." The little boy said.

The little girl didn't answer, pushed her back and said, "Brother, Xi'er is not hungry, Xi'er has eaten wild fruits."

But as soon as he said this, the girl's stomach snored.

The little boy smiled and stuffed half of it into the girl's hand.

Chewing the sweet pancake, mixed with the tears that could not be stopped, the girl felt heartbroken, but she smiled sweetly.
Chapter completed!