It's quiet at night.

There was no one on the quiet street.

It was already late at night.

Except for the all-night carnival and glamorous places, the entire county almost fell into a deep sleep.

The streets were so silent that not a single sound could be heard. The cold wind blew in the late night of autumn, and the dark sky made it even more lonely.

A figure appeared quietly on the street.

Step by step, move forward.

Each step was taken very slowly, and the subtle sound of footsteps was very loud in such a quiet night.

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

But if you look carefully, you can find it.

The dust that was kicked up, after spinning in the air, scattered around this figure in a strange way.

Not a trace of dust can come close.

The street is very long and seems to have no end.

Her steps didn't stop either.

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

Don't know what the purpose is.

In such silence, such a night, so late at night.

A young woman with extraordinary temperament and incredible beauty was walking on the street like this.

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

It also made this silent night a bit more desolate.

In an alley not far away, a trembling beggar was curled up.

The beggar was wearing thin clothes and huddled in the corner, shivering from the cold.

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

If you can bear it, it will be tomorrow's spring. If you cannot bear it, you will probably freeze to death on the streets one day. Then you will be taken away by the government officials and thrown into the wild.

If you are lucky, you may dig a hole and bury it. If you encounter a lazy hunter, you may just find a random place and throw the body away, and then let the wild beasts and vultures feed on the body, leaving no intact body.

For beggars, none of this is actually important. After all, they are all going to die. As for what happens after death, who cares?

At this time, the cold wind in the autumn night was really cold, making people shiver all over.

The beggar curled up in the corner tried his best to wrap his clothes tightly, trying to get more warmth.

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

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

Probably, even if he doesn't freeze to death, he will soon starve to death.

This is his belonging and destiny.

Involuntarily, a somewhat pessimistic thought appeared on his face.

Some hallucinations gradually appeared in my mind.

He remembered many past events.

I heard that when people are about to die, they always recall the past. He is not dead yet, but he also recalls many past memories.

He thought of his glorious past.

I think back in those days, he was so beautiful.

When you were begging for food in Northern Qi, had you ever been so depressed?

At his peak, he was a prominent figure in the area west of the capital of Northern Qi. Who among the beggars in that area couldn't call him "big brother" when they saw him?

That is to say, he has not created a gang of beggars, otherwise he would have to be at least a one-bag elder.

What a pity...

A good man does not mention his former bravery.

The beggar's face showed a look of memories and regret.

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

From then on, it was never glorious again.

Nowadays, I am getting older and older, and my body is getting worse day by day.

I’m afraid I won’t survive this winter!

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

He obviously had a good future as a beggar, so why did everything suddenly change overnight?

How could he still be reduced to such a state?

A gust of cold wind blew by, and he closed his eyes, wrapped himself tightly in the thin clothes, shrank his body tighter, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

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

Footsteps?

Why are there footsteps this late at night?

Staying up late at night?

He opened his eyes hard and looked forward.

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

Vaguely, I saw a figure in white.

Is it a fairy?

Fairy descended to earth?

The old beggar showed an extremely shocked expression in his heart.

Are you going to die?

Can I actually see a fairy before I die?

...I will die without regrets!

…

The footsteps continued to sound.

The figure in white moves from far to near.

Suddenly, she stopped.

look up.

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

Not far in front of her, a figure appeared, blocking her way.

Li Beifeng!

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

He looked at her with complicated eyes.

The two of them just looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

silence.

Still silent!

The world seemed to have become quiet.

It was so quiet that I felt a little overwhelmed.

On such a night, two figures like this appeared on the street, which made people shudder a little.

Finally, after a long time.

"where are you going?"

Li Beifeng broke the silence.

However, the eldest princess did not respond.

Her eyes were still cold.

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

Like ice cubes in the cold winter, they cannot melt away for a long time.
To be continued...