Will the wind

On the corner of the street, a little boy was dressed neatly, he looked like a child of a wealthy family, at this moment he was holding a book of fairy tales, standing at the entrance of the station expressionlessly, surrounded by people coming and going, no one noticed that this child was already here Standing for an hour or two.The cold and strong wind in winter carved a few invisible scratches on every face that passed by. The little boy is now devastated and his hands and feet are a little stiff.

Finally, he couldn't bear to move stiffly, three steps and two steps, and turned the corner of the street.In the distance, he saw a ragged boy sitting against the wall with his head bowed. The boy was surrounded by various old clothes in thick and thin layers. When he approached a few steps, the boy happened to raise his head. His smudged face There was no indifference as imagined, on the contrary, the boy smiled at him, eye-catching like a newly bloomed plum blossom.

He sat next to the boy, and neither of them spoke.

The boy carefully wrapped his clothes around him, then smiled and said, "Do you want it?"

The smile was pure, and he liked it very much, so he nodded, letting him surround himself with dirty clothes that hadn't been washed for a long time, it was very warm, he thought.

Later, he followed behind the little boy, and the little boy divided the food he begged in half with him, and asked him what the book was in his hand.

""The Legend of Demons"." He replied, it was the first time he spoke since he was born.

The boy was illiterate, so he stuttered and read fairy tales to the little boy. Although he could not speak clearly and could not read much, the two of them still got a lot of fun from the book.

Before the two passed by the commercial street, they saw children's songs playing on the TV in the transparent glass at the door. The little boy excitedly took his hand and said that he often came here to listen to songs and wanted to teach him to sing together. He clearly felt that the little boy His singing voice was far from the one on TV, but he still sang along with the little boy, and the two children laughed together in front of the TV, which was out of reach.

Once, he followed the little boy to the commercial street again. The content broadcast on TV made the little boy stop. He asked aloud, but the little boy still smiled like a spring breeze.

In the evening, he followed the little boy on the road, which he rarely passed by. He asked strange questions, and the little boy answered with a smile.

The two walked together in the bloody evening of the setting sun, their shadows were pulled together by the sun, and separated far away as the sun set.

The little boy led him to a building, and he clearly remembered a sign hanging beside the building that said: XX City Public Security Bureau.

He saw two people standing at the door from a distance, they were the two people he was familiar with, and he shouted to them excitedly: "Mom and Dad!"

The two hugged him in surprise and wept bitterly, while saying that it would be good to come back, and at the same time surprised that he actually spoke for the first time.

After the two were excited, when they took him and the police to thank and were about to leave, he turned around and happily wanted to introduce his little friend to them, but in the distance, at the end of the sky, he was the only one whose shadow was stretched by the setting sun. He saw Next to the lonely shadow was a book of fairy tales, with three words "The Legend of Demons" printed on it.