Great Lin country, border gate Yucheng.

In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, the snow was flying, and the ground was covered with a layer of snow.

A skinny boy with a bruised face was curled up under the eaves of the alleyway, his clothes were thin and shivering from the cold, and he was holding half a piece of dry, hard and moldy biscuits tightly in his arms.

"It's so cold..."

He tossed and turned in the corner, trying to get some warmth.

It's a pity that stubborn resistance will not be of much use in the nine cold days.

After a while, the boy stood up tremblingly with a wooden stick.

He glanced at the empty alley, then looked down at the broken bowl under his feet, and sighed: "Forget it, the New Year's Eve is here, and everyone is celebrating the New Year's reunion, how can anyone give me alms..."

I didn't hold out much hope, and the weather was cold and windy again, so I didn't need to continue begging on the street at the risk of freezing to death.

The boy bent over to pick up the broken bowl and walked out of the city under the goose down snow.

When passing by a house, the lights were bright, and there was laughter and laughter of family reunion.

Hearing the sound, the boy stopped in the snow. He saw the family inside the fire through the crack of the door, showing a lonely look.

After a while, the boy sighed softly, looked down at the half biscuits in his arms, and murmured, "It's New Year's Eve today, it seems that I can't keep you."

The boy took out the biscuits in his arms, and just opened his mouth to bite, when he suddenly noticed a figure lying in the snow not far away.

His eyes flickered slightly, he stepped forward and saw that it was a little girl of six or seven years old.

The boy looked left and right, hesitated for a moment, then pretended not to see and walked away.

It was a time when the army was in chaos, the people were struggling to live, and it was a season of heavy snow. He, a beggar, was extremely difficult to live by himself, and he had no spare energy to save people's lives.

But not far away, the boy stopped again and looked back a little tangled.

He struggled for a long time, but finally turned around and walked back.

The boy stretched out his fingers to probe the little girl's breath, and found that although the breath was weak, there was still a breath left.

He threw away the wooden stick, put the broken bowl in his arms, leaned over to pick up the girl with difficulty, and staggered out of the city.

Soon after, the boy carried the girl into a dilapidated temple outside the city.

"Girl, to save you, I lost half my life."

The boy's face was pale and sweat was pouring down. The lack of nutrition all the year round made his body extremely weak, and he almost died halfway when he came back with the girl in his arms.

The boy put the girl aside, skillfully raised a fire with flint, and then carried the girl to the fire for warmth.

With the warmth of the flames, the girl's face, who had been frozen to death, gradually improved.

After a while, the girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the boy in confusion.

"This, where is this, who are you?"

The girl rubbed her eyes as if she had just woken up.

The boy added a piece of firewood to the fire and said with a wry smile: "I should ask this question, seeing as you are dressed in brocade clothes, you should be the young lady of a big family, how could you faint in the snow with no one to help you? "

"I can't remember, I, I..."

The girl tried her best to recall, but her head tingled as soon as she remembered something.

The boy shook his head and persuaded: "Don't think about it if you can't remember it, don't embarrass yourself."

The girl's eyes were red, and she hugged her knees and curled up.

"Father, mother..."

After all, it is a child of six or seven years old, and he started to cry when he didn't see his parents for a while.

The boy stepped forward and patted the girl on the shoulder, and comforted softly: "Don't be sad, your parents should have just encountered something and will definitely come to you..."

"Well, my parents are so good, they will definitely come to me!"

The girl wiped away her tears and nodded while choking.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile, "By the way, my name is Jiang Zhige, what about you, what's your name?"

The girl bowed her head slightly and said sadly, "I can't remember, I just remember that my surname seems to be Nangong..."

"Isn't it? You don't even remember your name? Well, I'll give you a name, only one Rou, Nangong Rou, how about it?"

Jiang Zhige blinked. He didn't know a few words, but he saw a soft word by chance.

"The Star Wants To Retire"

Hearing this, the girl clapped her hands happily and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I have a name too!"

........

There was an uproar in the outside world. The demon emperor Jiang Zhige, who was a giant in nine days, was actually a beggar when he was young?

"I knew before that Fairy Nangong was related to the Devil Emperor, but I never thought that Fairy Nangong was named after the Devil Emperor."

"The Nangong family was not weak back then, and Fairy Nangong would end up here, something must have happened."

"Wait, didn't you realize that if it wasn't for the Devil Emperor's rescue, Fairy Nangong would have frozen to death in the snow?"

"Shh! Fairy Nangong is still beside me..."

Hundreds of strong people in the hall whispered, because Nangong Rou was not far away, they dared not speak loudly about Nangong Rou's past.

Nangong Rou could hear these comments, she didn't care too much, and looked at the picture in the light and shadow with a confused expression.

"Why, my memory of that year is so vague..."

Nangong Rou's heart was in a mess, she only knew that she and Jiang Zhige knew each other when they were young, but she had long forgotten that there was such a past.

Is it because of the thousands of years of practice, some can't remember the things of the year?

Seeing that Nangong Rou's expression was not right, Qu Yun, who was next to him, suddenly groaned in his heart, thinking that Nangong Rou was just touching the scene.

"Xiaorou, the grace of saving each other in the snow is respectable, but the hatred of betrayal and seizure of treasures can be worth it. Killing the father's blood feud is difficult in life."

"I know."

Nangong Rou's expression returned to calm, and she looked at Jiang Zhige in the center of the hall with disgust.

Qu Yun was right, the grace of saving his life was respectable, but he could never forget the revenge of killing his father.

Besides, the reason why Nangong Rou hates Jiang Zhige the most is not because of stealing treasures and killing her father, but because she was betrayed by Jiang Zhige when she trusted Jiang Zhige the most.

In the past, Nangong Rou would definitely question Jiang Zhige, why a treasure could make Jiang Zhige betray, and even kill her and her father.

Now, Nangong Rou has looked away, she and Jiang Zhige are destined to be enemies on opposite sides.

........

"Remember where your family lives?"

"Can not remember..."

Jiang Zhige showed helplessness, if Nangong Rou still remembered where her home was, he might be able to take Nangong Rou back.

Now that Nangong Rou has amnesia, the so-called parents do not know where they are, and I am afraid that they will stay with him for a while.

Nangong Rou didn't notice Jiang Zhige's annoyance, and asked curiously, "How old are you this year?"

Jiang Zhige revealed his memories, and counted his fingers, "After this year, it should be nine years old."

Nangong Rou's eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly, "Then you are two years older than me, can I call you brother?"

Jiang Zhige was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at Nangong Rou at a loss.

"Can't you..."

Nangong Rou was disappointed when she saw this, thinking that Jiang Zhige would not agree.

Jiang Zhige came back to his senses, smiled and nodded: "Yes, of course, then you will be my sister in the future!"

Nangong Rou immediately danced with joy, and surrounded Jiang Zhige and kept calling her brother.

Jiang Zhige blushed, scratching his head, not knowing how to respond to Nangong Rou.

At this moment, Nangong Rou's belly suddenly made a grunting sound.

She stopped and covered her stomach, and asked Nuo Nuo, "Brother, I'm hungry, can we go eat?"

"Meal... Let's go to dinner later, you should eat this first."

Jiang Zhige forced a smile, took out the half sesame cake from his arms and handed it to Nangong Rou.

He was very fortunate in his heart, if he had eaten the sesame cakes at that time, he would have left Nangong Rou hungry now.

As for food, Jiang Zhige has never had a serious meal since he was a child. In good times, he can beg for food on the roadside, but in bad times, he can only dig tree roots and drink water from streams to satisfy his hunger.

Nangong Rou was really hungry, so she took the biscuits and ate them cleanly.

Jiang Zhige, who was on the opposite side, swallowed his saliva when he saw it, but on the surface he pretended to be calm.

Nangong Rou still looked unhappy after eating the biscuits, she pouted and asked, "Brother, this thing is too bad, I'm not full, can we go eat something delicious?"

"Rou'er, don't worry, my brother will take you to eat after a while."

Jiang Zhige's expression was a little stiff. To him, the biscuits, which were no different from the delicacies of mountains and seas, turned out to be unpalatable in Nangong Rou's mouth.