diskusbooks Chapter 260: Beauty is short-lived 1
Chapter 260: Beauty is short-lived 1
Qingluo's original name was not Qingluo, and she herself had forgotten what her original name was.
She doesn't remember her name, her home, or her parents, she only remembers her brother.
In natural disasters and man-made disasters, the people are always the victims.
Qingluo followed her brother to escape famine, moving from one deserted village to another.
The journey is difficult and the road ahead is uncertain.
She was only five or four years old at that time, she couldn't remember clearly, she only remembered being very hungry, very tired, and having a brother.
Her feet were in pain because of the long walk, which had caused blisters on her feet. The blisters broke, and because she had no medicine, they became eroded.
She couldn't walk anymore and didn't want to walk anymore.
Her brother carried her on his back, step by step, it was difficult, but he never thought of putting her down.
She still remembered that she was neither warm nor comfortable on her brother's back. Her brother's back was very thin and without flesh, which was uncomfortable, but it made her feel at ease.
Because she knew that as long as her brother was there, she would not be abandoned.
As long as she is still breathing, her brother will never abandon her.
Hunger breeds the most straightforward malice.
There was no food, and the people on the road were starving and looked pale and thin.
When everyone had eaten the last bite of food, evil began to grow wildly.
When fleeing famine, the most terrifying thing is not having no food, but being treated as food.
She was very thin, so thin that the clothes that originally fit her looked loose, and so thin that holding her hand felt like holding a piece of dry wood.
However, in the eyes of those people, she was like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Their eyes lit up, their mouths watered, and they stared at her with the same look she had used when she saw something delicious.
Her brother held her tightly behind him.
Those people were not afraid of my brother's vicious gaze at all. They said, "Boy, get out of the way, otherwise we will let you take her place."
She was very scared, and her brother was also scared. She hid behind her brother, holding the corner of her brother's clothes tightly with her hands, and felt her brother's trembling body.
In the end, her brother protected her and used a sharpened branch that had been hidden for who knows how long to pierce the leading man's eyes.
Without any hesitation, blood splattered everywhere. She hid behind her brother and did not see the whole process, but only heard a scream.
The man, who was originally aggressive, covered his bleeding eyes and rolled on the ground.
The brother held the bloody branch in one hand and protected her with the other.
She remembered her brother telling those people, "If anyone dares to touch my sister, I will drag him or her to death with me."
Those people were frightened, cowardly, and retreated.
They left, but the brother still didn't put down the branch.
He held her hand and left the crowd with difficulty.
After walking a distance, she couldn't help but look back.
Then I saw the group of people gathered again, and this time their target was a mother holding a child.
She saw them surrounding the mother, some grabbing her limbs, and some dragging the package out of her arms.
She didn't know what the outcome would be, she only knew that this scene would appear in her dreams countless times in the days and nights that followed.
She and her brother continued walking. They ate grass roots and gnawed tree bark. They were so hungry that their mouths watered and stars appeared in their eyes.
She felt like she couldn't hold on any longer and spent most of the day sleeping.
Later she realized that she was not asleep, but fainted from hunger.
But God seemed to be kind to them, and they finally saw hope, the hope of survival.
Her brother took her into the city. Although there were beggars and refugees in the city, they would not starve to death.
They found an abandoned City God Temple and paid homage to the boss inside.
At least I have a place to stay.
Her brother hid her in a corner and covered her with straw every day when he went out.
My brother goes out very early and comes back very late.
But every time I came back, I would bring her food.
Even though it wasn't really a delicacy and wasn't even enough to fill me up, it was something my brother had worked so hard to get.
She thought that this would be the way things would be from now on.
Although life was hard, although she was not warm enough and had not enough to eat, she was not afraid of anything as long as her brother was there.
Unfortunately, God let them survive, but seemed to think that their lives were not hard enough.
She fell ill and had a high fever that wouldn't go away. Her brother was extremely worried, but they had no money, so they couldn't afford to hire a doctor or buy medicine.
My brother would squat at the door of the clinic and pick up the discarded medicine residues.
I don't know what kind of treatment it is, but at this point, you can only try your best.
She had a high fever for three days and three nights, but her condition did not improve. When her brother came back for the last time, he did not bring medicine, but a candied haws.
Those were things that others dropped on the ground and didn't want, but to them, they were like rare treasures.
The brother came back with the candied haws in his pocket and held her in his arms.
Talk to her about the past, their home, and their parents.
But she couldn't remember all of this. She only remembered that her brother said he would wait until she got better.
Buy her the biggest and sweetest candied haws.
When she woke up the next day, the fever had subsided, but her brother was nowhere to be seen.
She thought that her brother would come back when it got dark, just like before.
But she kept waiting and waiting for a long time. It was dark and dawn, but her brother still didn't come back.
A panic surged in her heart. She pulled away the weeds on her body and crawled out using her hands and feet.
Everyone else in the dilapidated temple was startled by her sudden appearance.
"Why is there another person here?" one of the beggars asked in surprise.
Someone recognized her and said, "Isn't this the boy who brought her here a while ago? Is she her sister? I haven't seen her before. I thought she was dead, but here she is."
She looked around but didn't see her brother.
Everyone looked at her frightened expression and had their own thoughts.
"You, have you seen my brother?" she asked with all her courage.
However, what answered her was the indifference of the crowd.
She curled up again. She had to wait for her brother to come back. She didn't dare run around.
She was afraid that her brother would come back and not find her, but she waited until she fainted from hunger and her brother never came back.
She did not die and was rescued by another beggar. The beggar was very fierce. He took her out of the dilapidated temple and made her kneel on the street.
They prayed that kind people passing by would give them a bowl of rice.
But in a society where people can barely protect themselves, who has extra money?
The beggar couldn't get any money, so he beat and kicked her.
She cried and wanted to find her brother, but the beggar told her: "Your brother died a long time ago. If you want to find him, you can go to the underworld in the future!"
She cried until she was hoarse, and the beggar beat her even harder. The next day, perhaps her miserable condition touched the hearts of passers-by.
The beggar got the money, but did not let her go.
He continued to beat her, but he would also give her food, but not too much, just enough to keep her from starving to death.
She didn't know how long this went on until she was sure that her brother would never come back.
She escaped while the beggar was sleeping. Perhaps the beggar never thought that she would dare to run away.
She really escaped, but just went from one purgatory to another.