The figure was a girl, thin and small, wearing unfitting coarse linen clothes, and her exposed white skin was covered with dust and scars. The girl curled up into a small ball on the cold ground. Her body was shaking and her face could not be seen clearly.
"this……"
Aiwei was speechless for a moment, and Ain was at a loss. She looked at Iwei, and her voice lost the coldness of the past, "This child will be here as soon as I come back. What should I do?"
"Bring her into the house first."
Ivey made a quick decision and was about to step forward to pick up the little girl when Ain stopped him. He rolled up his sleeves and said to Ivey, "Let me do it. Don't scare the little girl."
After saying that, Ain stepped forward and faced the pitiable little girl. She, who always loved to be clean, ignored the dust and blood stains on the girl's body, stretched out her hand, and carefully picked up the girl. The little girl who had been trembling slowly calmed down after feeling the soft embrace, and her frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed, but the tears on her face were still clearly visible.
"It's the old wolf's bag."
At this time, Ain saw the gray bag tightly held in the girl's arms. She was stunned for a moment and whispered to Aiwei beside her. Then Aiwei took out the key and opened the door, and the two took the child to Ain's bedroom. Ain first turned on the machine engraved with warmth runes, and after the temperature rose to a suitable level, he placed the little girl on his bed, and then slowly returned to the living room.
"this…"
Ivey looked at the closed bedroom door, confused and hesitant, "Did you see clearly? Is that really the old wolf's bag?"
"It must be, I can't be mistaken."
Ain nodded and said in a very firm tone: "That gray bag was what I left for it three years ago. I can't be wrong."
Avi sighed after hearing this. Ain on the side was very worried. She pursed her lower lip and her eyes were full of anxiety.
Just when the two of them were very anxious and confused, a startling breath like a milk wolf in the room attracted their attention. Ain quickly walked to the door, slowly opened it, and looked at his bed.
"Woo~~~~~~~~~!"
At this time, the little girl had woken up. She was leaning against the wall, staring at the two people in front of her, holding the gray bag in her right hand. Seeing the door being pushed open, the little girl whose face was covered with tears and dust made a whimpering sound, as if to warn the two of them. But she quickly realized that she was in a warm environment. She hesitantly looked at the neat bed and the warm machine beside it, and then spoke, a little awkwardly:
"You...save me?"
Some of the unskilled common language made Ain Aiwei relieved. Being able to communicate is the best result. Ain opened his mouth and said to the little girl: "You appeared at my door and I invited you in."
"That's...you...saved me."
The little girl has a strong ability to comprehend, and her eyes are a little less wary, but they still remain. She walked off the bed, staggered to Ivy, stretched out her purse and handed it to him.
"Abba said... I will give it to the first person I see..."
Ain looked stunned, then she stretched out her hand and gently took the money bag. She did not open it, but put it away solemnly, and said to the little girl, "What do you want?"
"trade…"
The little girl thought for a long time before saying this word.
"Stay with me, I will raise you until you are eighteen years old, and then you can decide for yourself whether you want to stay or not."
Ain stopped Aiwei who was about to speak. She continued to the little girl calmly: "I will return this bag to you when you are eighteen years old. I will accept the contents and treat it as a transaction." Price. If you agree, follow me and wash yourself clean. If you don’t agree..."
Ain turned sideways and said in a smooth voice, "You can go."
"Don't provoke her! She..."
Aiwei was about to say something, but Ain stopped him with a look. After listening to Ain's words, the little girl pursed her lips and said nothing. After a while, she suddenly jumped out of bed and slowly walked towards the door.
Looking at the little girl's dirty little hands, an imperceptible smile flashed across Ain's face. She took the girl into the bathroom. After a while, Ain, who was covered in moisture and tied with a single ponytail, appeared in front of Ivy, holding the crystal girl who walked out of the picture.
"Go back to sleep first and replenish your energy."
Ain patted the girl's back, and the girl nodded obediently and walked to Ain's bedroom. Ivey, who had just changed Ain's sheets, was slumped on Ain's sofa, looking at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.
When the little girl returned to the room, Ain looked at Aiwei and said:
"I looked at her when she was taking a shower and there were no birthmarks on her body."
"well."
Ivey sighed, his voice a little dazed, "It seems that the old wolf has adopted another child."
Ain was silent on the side. She sat next to Aiwei, took out the bag, and stared at the wolf head embroidery on the bag, speechless for a moment.
"Old Wolf entrusted this thing to her...it should be..."
After a while, Ain's hoarse voice sounded. She suppressed the emotions that had no place in her heart and said tremblingly: "I...what should I do."
"Open it, the old wolf will not aim at nothing."
Ivey did not tell the ending that both of them knew. He stretched out his hand, took the bag over, and then slowly opened the mouth of the bag. When the mouth of the bag was opened, a burst of black mist suddenly dispersed from the mouth of the bag, and Mo Sen's vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded in their ears.
"Looks like I'm going to bother you again."
"I troubled you once more than ten years ago, and now I have to trouble you again. I, Mo Sen, feel guilty."
When she heard this sentence, Ain's body suddenly trembled. She looked at the gray bag and gritted her teeth without saying anything.
"I don't know what happened to that little girl in Ain. She hasn't seen me since she came to see me three years ago. Forget it, it's okay, if she has anything to do with me, an old wolf, it's easy to end up with someone who doesn't know why. End."
"This little girl met me by chance. She is a little bastard. I won't leave after I rely on her. But I quite like her, so I let her follow me and live together."
"If you see this bag of mine, it proves that I made a wrong decision in letting her follow me. You can do me a favor, raise her until she is eighteen years old, and then let her choose whether to stay or not. She is a good child, rest assured."
Ain clenched her hands tightly, and then loosened them dejectedly. She looked at the gray pocket without saying a word.
"You should not pursue the cause of my death. I have done a lot of wrong things over the years. I say I don't kill living creatures, but I have been stained with blood more or less. It is my destiny. Don't let the little one worry about revenge. Hatred will change everything about a person, she is very kind, and I don’t want her to change because of me.”
"It's not too much if the fog of fear can be stored. I've always been nagging lately, maybe it's because I'm getting old. After all, I've lived for more than two hundred years, so it's time to go."
"I can't count how much money I have in the money bag, so I'll just treat it as a little bit of my gratitude to you, old wolf."
"It's strange. I've met so many creatures in my life, but in the end, the ones I miss the most are two little human girls. It's really strange."
"Forget it, let's go... let's go."
Along with Mawson's slightly relieved laughter, the black fog completely dissipated. Neither Aiwei nor Ain said anything. Ain put away the bag, and Aiwei said hello and left. He knew that Ain, who was rescued by the old wolf from the black witch, had always regarded the old wolf as her father. Now she needed to be alone for a while.
After Aiwei left, Ain, who had been staying motionless, took steps forward. She walked to the door and put her hand on the door handle, but did not press it for a long time. After a while, she turned around and slowly sat on the ground, leaning against the bedroom door. She hugged her knees, buried her head between her arms, opened her mouth, and sobbed silently.
A teardrop fell to the floor with a thud, the sound was particularly clear.
Behind the door, the little girl curled up in the same way. She pursed her lips, but her tears fell down like beans and continued to scatter on the ground.
