Phew, I'm finally alive. "

Mingyan finished drinking the last bit of water in the bowl, feeling at ease, and put the bowl on the table.

He looked up at this humble house, narrowed his eyelashes, and turned his head to look outside.

In the yard, the boy raised his axe and was chopping wood.

The sun was hot and dazzling, he was doing physical work, but he didn't shed a drop of sweat, his face was always pale, and his eyes were indifferent.

In a trance, Mingyan had an illusion.

Teenager expressionless, can't laugh, no anger, like an emotionless robot, repeating the same process,

The big dog wandered around him, sometimes opening his mouth and picking up the chopped wood to help put it aside.

One person and one dog, working quietly.

She suddenly remembered what his grandfather thought about that day.

"My little Mo, his parents left early since he was a child, and he is a little more sensible than children of the same age. He is not in good health, and the living conditions at home are not very good. So much, I hope you can help grandpa take more care of him at school."

"He doesn't seem to like to talk, but his heart is not bad, but he is not very good at expressing himself. Alas, his character is cultivated because of the environment. The dolls in the village are not very fond of talking to him and playing with him... …”

Mingyan walked outside the door, squatted down slowly, put her hands on her cheeks, looked at the young man in front of her, and said, "Li Xiaomo, how old are you?"

Li Mo kept chopping wood, his voice was cold, "Fifteen."

As big as the heroine.

Mingyan asked, "Where's grandpa?"

"sleep."

"I heard that you are going to the town for junior high school. There is only one school in the town. You are the same year as Sister Xiaoxin, so you should be in the same class as her." She analyzed.

Hearing this, Li Mo put the axe on the ground and looked at her indifferently.

Mingyan didn't know why, she blinked in confusion, "Did I say something wrong?"

Li Mo lowered his thick and long eyelashes to hide the color of his eyes.

The color of the lips was pale to white, revealing an abnormal morbidity, and there was a beauty of weakness.

This boy looks good.

Even if his personality is too indifferent, there should be many people who are willing to be friends with him because of this face.

So, why are the people in this village unwilling to play with him?

Mingyan's eyes fell on his pale lips, she went into the room and poured a glass of water, thought about it, and put one in it.

After a while, the sound of chopping wood came from behind again.

She listened and sighed inexplicably.

This person really doesn't know how to take care of himself. He is so weak, he doesn't rest, and he doesn't even drink saliva.

Do you want to tire yourself out?

After Mingyan waited for the sugar to melt, she walked out with water and held it to his mouth, "Li Xiaomo, please drink some water."

Li Mo looked at her and was about to say something, but the girl seemed to think he didn't want to drink, and immediately forced him to drink it.

The cool and sweet water poured into the throat and flowed into the stomach, reducing the sultry heat in the body.

"It's strange, you don't sweat in such a big sun, wow, your skin is still so cold."

Mingyan touched his face, her eyes full of amazement.

Li Mo froze, took a step back immediately, and pursed his moist and slightly colored lips.

She didn't care about his estrangement, gave him the bowl, and tore open a bag of bread, "This one tastes like bean paste, it's very delicious, now, try it."

Li Mo didn't pick up the bread, raised his head and drank the water, and walked into the room, his hand hanging down by his side was held by a warm and soft little hand.

The man said softly, "Li Xiaomo, let me tell you a secret."