Chapter 445 Gray Snow (Update 1)

In the year 11042, on December 21, the winter solstice, the snow was gray.

Two ragged children supported each other and walked in the snow, their eyes dull and their dirty faces red from the cold.

The young figures walked from the refugee area to the distant street.

A gust of biting cold wind blew!

One of the children fell directly into the snow.

"Joseph (Eye of God), get up quickly."

Another child anxiously wanted to pull Joseph up, but he was so hungry that he didn't have much strength and couldn't pull him up.

Joseph, who fell to the ground, kept shaking. The exposed frostbite parts of his hands and feet had ulcerated and were faintly black due to the erosion of the gray snow.

"Joshu, I, I'm so cold, am I going to die?"

With red eyes, Joshu tried his best to pull Joseph to the abandoned eaves nearby, and said to Joseph in a crying voice.

"You won't die. I'll find you something to eat. Wait for me."

Then Yoshu ran toward the street alone. He kowtowed to every passerby and begged for some food.

However, every passerby just shook his head and walked around without stopping.

A man in gentleman's clothing was giving an impassioned speech on a huge holographic image on a tall building in the distance.

"Our beautiful home is about to be completed. It will be our new paradise! For a better future, please abide by the latest policies of the empire! Don't believe any slander! The pain and fear we are suffering now are all the conspiracy of those despicable enemies. They are afraid of our rise and have brought the seeds of disaster from the distant universe."

Yoshu curled up his body, walked hard on the street against the cold wind, stretched out his little hands pitifully, and begged for food from those who walked by indifferently along the way.

It's a pity that he didn't beg for anything.

At this time, a drunk came over and knocked Yoshu to the ground!

Drunk and cursed!

"You little bastard, you have no eyes!"

As he was about to stretch out his foot and kick him,

A whistle sounded at this moment, and the drunk man shuddered and looked up.

Several soldiers came over, and the older captain in the lead blew the whistle, pointed at the drunk and shouted.

"What are you doing!"

The drunk turned around and ran away with fear on his face.

"Letov, he is just a beggar, why do you care so much! Be careful of infectious diseases."

The soldier next to him saw the captain walking towards the young beggar, and reminded him.

"What are you afraid of! I am still alive and well."

Letov walked to Yoshu, and Yoshu climbed up with difficulty. Seeing Letov and the others, his young face was very scared and his eyes were full of timidity, but he still bowed to Letov to thank him.

Letov took out a piece of dry bread from his chest and handed it to Yoshu.

Yoshu took it with surprise and thanked Letov excitedly.

"Thank you!"

Then Yoshu turned and ran away.

"This bastard runs pretty fast, and I won't eat him." Letov said, blowing his graying beard.

"Okay, I'm just a beggar, what else can I expect? After getting food, of course I'll find a place to hide and eat it. Captain, let's continue patrolling."

"Yeah!" Letov nodded slightly.

On the other side, Yoshu excitedly ran back to the abandoned building and shouted.

"Joseph! I want to get food."

As a result, the voice stopped halfway through shouting. The eaves of the abandoned building were empty, and no figure could be seen at all.

Yoshu was stunned in place, with an extremely panicked look on his little face. He ran around and shouted.

"Joseph! Joseph! Where are you?"

"Come out quickly"

In the gray goose feather snow, a young figure ran alone in the snow, shouting desperately.

I don't know how long he shouted, but Yoshu was exhausted. His throat was hoarse and he couldn't shout a single word. He fell to the ground weakly, with the dry bread in his arms.

He let the gray snowflakes fall on him, swallowing up the temperature in his body bit by bit.

Yoshu felt colder and colder, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

At this time, a blurry figure appeared in Yoshu's eyes, but Yoshu was too tired and couldn't help closing his eyes.

After a long time, Yoshu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up and shouted.

"Joseph!"

"Wake up, brat."

A voice came from the side.

Yoshu turned his head and saw Letov sitting beside him, cooking nutritious soup. Seeing Letov, he curled up in fear.

Letov turned his head and looked at the curled up Yoshu and said.

"Don't be afraid if you are so timid. I picked you up because I felt sorry for you. If I really didn't care about you, you would have died long ago."

Hearing this, the uneasiness on Yoshu's face eased a little.

"Drink it all."

Letov handed the prepared nutrition to Yoshu.

Yoshu took it and stopped drinking it.

"What's wrong, brat?"

"Grandpa, can I save some for Joseph?" Yoshu resisted the tempting aroma and extreme hunger, and raised his head to ask.

Letov trembled slightly when he heard Yoshu call him grandpa.

Turning his head to the side, he replied.

"Drink it, don't think about it Joseph, while you were in coma. I have already sent people to look for it, but no one was seen. If nothing happens, it should have been taken away by a wandering alien species."

Hearing this, Joshua's tears fell into the bowl drop by drop, and he drank heavily with tears in his eyes.

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On the other side, Joseph felt as if he was going to die. His body felt hot and cold, as if he was in a world of ice and fire. He felt very uncomfortable. He tried his best to open his eyes and wake up, but he couldn't.

I don’t know how long it took, but Joseph half-opened his eyes in a daze.

He could faintly hear conversations.

"Why did you pick up such a sick boy? What's the use of such a weak body?"

"Do you think I'm going to pick up this kid and come back after I'm full?"

"The young lady acted coquettishly in front of the mistress and insisted on bringing this boy back. In the end, the mistress couldn't resist her, so she felt pity and brought this boy back. However, this boy's life was tough enough, and he actually did it. Got it back."

"Okay, stop talking about it. It will be bad if the lady hears it later. She will be in trouble if she complains to the mistress."

At this moment, along with a burst of crisp laughter and the sound of running footsteps, a petite and exquisite figure ran in.

"Miss."

Everyone in the room greeted him respectfully.

At this time, a milky sound sounded.

"How is big brother?"

"Miss, he is fine. He just needs to rest for a while."

"Very good."

As he said that, the figure ran towards the bed.

"Miss, dirty! Dirty! Don't get too close." The servants around him shouted hurriedly.

However, it still didn't stop.

At this moment an innocent face appeared in front of Joseph's eyes.

"how are you feeling?"

"Well, it's better. Did you save me?"

"Yeah! Brother, please get well soon! I'm still waiting for you to play with me."

Joseph felt inexplicably moved in his heart.

"good."