It's late at night and people are quiet.

There was no one on the quiet street.

It was already late at night.

Apart from the night of carnival and luxury, the entire county town almost fell into a deep sleep.

It was so quiet that there was no sound on the street. The cold wind in late autumn was blowing, and the dark sky seemed even more lonely.

A figure appeared quietly on the street.

Step by step, walk forward.

Every step is very slow, and the subtle sound of footsteps seems very loud on such a quiet night.

The cold wind blew up her long skirt and raised the dust on the street.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that the dust raised was scattered around the figure in a strange way after it rotated in the air.

No trace of dust can be approached.

The streets are long, as if there is no end.

Her pace did not stop either.

Although it was very slow, it was still moving forward step by step.

I don't know where the purpose is.

In such silence, such night, such late night.

A young woman with a very elegant temperament and a beautiful woman walking on the street like this.

I have to say, it's a bit weird.

This also adds a bit of desolation to this quiet night.

In the alley not far away, a trembling beggar was curling.

The beggar was thin in clothes, huddled in the corner, trembling with coldness.

Every winter is the most difficult season for them to endure.

If you can withstand it, it will be tomorrow spring. If you can't withstand it, you will probably freeze to death on the street one day. Then you will be taken away by the government and thrown away the body in the mountains.

If you are lucky, you may even dig a hole and bury it. When you encounter a lazy constable, you may find a place to throw it away, and then the corpse is left to be fed by the wild beast vulture, and there will be no complete corpse when you die.

For beggars, these are actually not important.

After all, everyone is going to die, so who cares about how to bury it?

At this time, the cold wind on the autumn night was really cold, and the frozen people were trembling all over.

The beggar, who was curled up in the corner, tried hard to wrap his clothes tightly, wanting to get more warmth.

But his poor and thin clothes could not stop the erosion of the cold wind.

He looked haggard, weak, and his stomach was still screaming... He hadn't eaten for several days.

Perhaps, even if he is not frozen to death, he will soon be starved to death.

This is his belonging and destiny.

Uncontrollably, a bit of pessimistic thought appeared on his face.

There were also some hallucinations in my mind.

He remembered a lot of past events.

I heard that when people are about to die, they always recall the past. They are not dead yet, but they also remember many past memories.

He remembered his glorious past.

Looking back at the time, he was so glorious.

When I was begging for food in Northern Qi, how could I be so down and out?

At its peak, he was a well-known figure in the west of the Northern Qi capital. Who wouldn’t he call him Big Brother when he saw the beggar?

In other words, he didn't get a beggar's sect, otherwise he would have to be an elder at least.

What a pity...

A hero does not mention his courage back then.

A look of memories and regret appeared on the beggar's face.

Unfortunately, the Northern Qi Dynasty disappeared later, and he followed the wandering army to the territory of Dazhao to beg for food.

From then on, it will no longer be glorious.

Nowadays, my age is getting older and my health is not as good as my day.

I'm afraid I can't survive this winter!

The old beggar's face was full of reluctance and regret.

He obviously has a good future for begging, but why did everything change overnight?

Why did he still fall to this point?

A gust of cold wind blew, and he closed his eyes, wrapped his thin clothes tighter, his body shrank tighter, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Just at this blurry moment, he seemed to hear footsteps coming from the street not far away.

Footsteps?

Why are there footsteps at this night?

Don’t sleep at night?

He tried hard to open his eyes and looked forward.

In a daze, he saw a figure appearing at the end of the street not far away.

I saw a figure in white clothes vaguely.

Is it a fairy?

The fairy descended to earth?

An extremely shocked look appeared in the old beggar's heart.

Are you going to die?

Can you actually see a fairy before dying?

...Die without regrets!

...

The footsteps continued to sound.

The figure in white clothes went from far to near.

Suddenly, she stopped.

look up.

Above the veil, those eyes as bright as stars looked forward.

A figure appeared not far away in front of her, blocking her way.

Li Beifeng!

On the dim street, Li Beifeng's figure appeared in front of her.

His eyes looked at her, with complicated eyes.

The two of them looked at each other like this, and no one spoke.

silence.

Still silent!

It seemed that the world had become quiet.

So quiet that it was a little overwhelmed.

On such a night, two such figures appeared on the street, which made people feel a little chilling.

Finally, for a long time.

"where are you going?"

Li Beifeng broke the silence.

However, the eldest princess did not respond.

Her eyes were still very cold.

When she came out of the inn, her eyes were always cold.

Just like the ice in the cold winter, it cannot melt for a long time.
To be continued...