Hua Cong stood still and narrowed his eyes.
It was a shivering old couple.
Seeing the old couple, Hua Cong thought of Ren Chong and herself.
I wonder if many years later, the two of them will be like this old couple, supporting each other and walking along the street filled with light snow and fog.
Thinking of Ren Chong, the corners of Hua Cong's lips unconsciously raised.
Xiaolan's heart was in doubt.
Hua Cong shook his head, seeming to be ridiculing himself for looking like a little girl in love, and then walked forward.
The two old men gradually approached, and when they reached them, Hua Cong glanced at them lightly.
"Little girl..."
The old and tired voice, like raw ice cubes just taken out of the cold storage, reached Huazong's ears with friction and trembling.
Hua Cong turned back and looked at the two of them with a smile.
"What's wrong, auntie?"
"Little girl, please help us, the old couple..." Seeing Hua Cong's reaction, the old woman quickly approached and grabbed Hua Cong's sleeves, "We really have nothing to do..."
Huazong didn't dodge, and the questioning expression only stayed on his face for a second before being driven away by the old woman's pitiful expression.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you? I listen to you. I listen to you..."
"We, an old couple, are here to look for our son..." the old woman said as she pulled the old man over. "It has been almost half a year since our son ran away from home. The old man and I have been looking for him for half a year, and we haven't found any news at all. No, the money has been spent now, and both of us... haven't eaten in two days..."
Hua Cong stared at the two of them, obviously choosing to believe it.
Xiaolan sighed.
At first glance, these two people seemed to be full of vitality and well-nourished. How could they look like people who had been hungry for two days?
Hua Cong raised the corners of her lips and smiled brightly, "Then I will take you to eat first, uncle and aunt. After eating, I will take you to the relief station. There are many legal relief stations here. You can stay there first. Take your time to find your son, and you can also respond to relief organizations with your demands."
The two looked at each other, and then their eyes quickly parted.
"You are such a good girl..." The old woman grabbed the flowers with one hand and pretended to wipe away tears with the other hand. "We, the old couple, are really lucky to meet you..."
The three of them said and walked forward together.
"Auntie, don't be too polite," Hua Cong patted the old woman's hand, "There are quite a few restaurants across from our campus hospital. I will take you wherever."
"Oh, those restaurants are so valuable," the old woman curled her lips and grabbed Hua Cong's other arm, "When we were looking for our son here during the day, we saw several cheap restaurants there, little girl. Just take us there...the restaurants outside are too expensive."
Hua Cong looked at the direction indicated by the old man's eyes. It was a dark and narrow alley. Hua Cong, who usually passed by here, did not notice that there was another road here. The alley was deep and dark, and there was no sign of anyone.
Only then did the flowers feel a little bit ominous.
He tried to pull the sleeve out of the old woman's hand, but an irresistible force woke him up at that moment.
"Let me go!"
The strength of his grip became stronger, and Hua Cong rushed out to shake off the old woman's hand, but when he turned his head, he met the old man's cold gaze.
Before Hua Cong could react, the old man covered it with one of his hands. A pungent smell rushed to his brain. The strength of his limbs suddenly disappeared. Hua Cong fell to his knees on the ground.
"I'm sorry, little girl."
The old woman's voice also changed. The two of them skillfully lifted the weak flowers and walked deeper into the dark alley.
