In a dirty alley in Jianghe City, a young man wearing a mask was squatting here. The weather was cold and his hands were red with cold and his body was shaking, but he still looked at the convenience store in front of him without blinking.

Once upon a time he was a rich young man, but overnight everything changed, and he became a betrayed dog living on the streets, and he didn't even dare to recognize him.

He is the son of Prince Ma, Ma Junjie.

I have been watching the convenience store in front of me for a long time, and when the clerk is waiting for a while to go to the bathroom, I will do it myself.

Stealing, thinking about the beauty of being a luxury car, and thinking about now that she has fallen into stealing a convenience store for a meal, Ma Junjie couldn't help but want to cry.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, the clerk of the convenience store got up and went to the bathroom. Ma Junjie took a deep breath, then rushed to the counter, without looking at it, grabbed a handful of money and ran away.

"Hey! Steal something! Stop!" At this time, another clerk who came out to look at him shouted.

Ma Junjie didn't look back and ran back and forth in the alleys in the snow and ice, finally leaving the clerk away.

After leaning against the wall for a while, Ma Junjie checked his guard before and saw that there were hundreds of dollars, he grinned. But a few seconds later, his smile was about to fall on his face, and a bitterness appeared.

"This time I stole it, next time, would I have to live like a mouse in the dark for the rest of my life?"

He could no longer hold it back and squatted on the ground and started crying.

Suddenly, Ma Junjie felt something was wrong. He raised his head suddenly and found in horror that he had been surrounded by seven or eight sword hands wearing masks. The exits in the alley had been blocked.

"Who are you?"

For a man, he slowly took off his mask. It was a strange face. Ma Junjie didn't know him at all.

"Who are you? Did you find the wrong person?" Ma Junjie asked in horror.

"Look for the wrong person? No!" said the man who was looking for: "Aren't you Ma Kun's son? You are looking for you! In the past, Ma Kun almost died in order to get ahead. Now it's time to pay off his debts."

Only then did Ma Junjie realize that these people were Prince Ma’s former enemies.

"You, don't come over. I don't know where my dad is. Don't come over. Look at me, I have fallen to this point now. Don't beg each other anymore." Ma Junjie leaned against the wall and begged.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be a coward!" The man smiled and said, "I tell you that Ma Junjie, originally, the disaster will not be as good as his wife and children. But your father is dead! No one is looking for us, so we can only find you. Besides, Ma Kun killed my wife the same way back then, so you can't blame me. If you want to blame, blame your father for what he did back then! Take action!"

"Don't come over, don't come over, don't..."

With a "puff", a sharp knife stabbed into Ma Junjie's stomach and a bloody tip poked out from behind him.

Ma Junjie stared blankly at the knife that pierced his stomach, his eyes wide open. Everyone did not give him the chance to continue to reflect, so they surrounded him and raised the weapon in his hand high.

"Puff", "Puff", "Puff"

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh is mixed with being blocked in this cold winter, which is particularly harsh.

The snow under my feet was dyed red, and the group left.

The horse was covered in blood and held the wall, gasping heavily, and shouted in a very faint voice: "Help...help...help...help...help...life..."

Unfortunately, his voice was too small, and as soon as it was released, it dissipated in the north wind and no one could hear it.

Slowly, he fell down with tears, a snowflake fell on his face, melted again, and he died.

Until his death, he held tightly in his hand the few pieces of money he had just stolen.

.............

On this day, it was snowing heavily in Jianghe City, which was unprecedentedly heavy, making people unable to see the road ahead.

Ali stood outside the station, allowing the snowflakes to fall on her body.

"Ali, are you really planning to leave?" Ye Chuan stood opposite Ali, with a feeling of distress on his face.

"Well, Brother Chuan, I have decided that I don't want to stay in this city anymore." Ali gently stroked her belly and said, "I will find a place to give birth to the child by myself and raise him alone. He is Feng... the only thing that has been left behind." At this point, Ali showed a smile, happy and bitter.

"Ali, stay here. In Jianghe, at least I am still here, I can take care of you mother and son. If you go to other places, those who are not familiar with the place will suffer a lot." Ye Chuan said.

"Brother Chuan, you don't have to persuade me anymore. I really don't want to stay here anymore. OK?" Ali said desolately.

"Then where are you going? Let's go after a while. I'll ask Xiaodao to send you off. It's so snowy now, and the road is not safe." Ye Chuan said.

Ali smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Chuan, thank you, but I really don't want to stay in this sad city for a minute. I just want to leave now, forget everything, and raise my children well."

Ye Chuan knew that he could not keep Ali, so he sighed: "Okay, if you want to leave, then let's do it, but don't forget to keep in touch, after all, your belly is also my nephew."

"Don't worry, Brother Chuan, I can." Ali said: "I went to take a look at Feng again yesterday. I told him that our child is a boy, and his name is Ye Zhengrong. How about it, it's not bad."

"Ye Chuan bent down and said to Ali's belly: "Ye Zhengrong, I am your uncle, I remember me."

"Okay, Brother Chuan, I'm leaving." Ali said reluctantly. Ye Chuan is like a relative to him.

"Well, let's go, let's go..." Ye Chuan said sadly: "Be careful on the road..."

"Well, don't worry." Ali nodded, turned around and took a heavy step, disappearing into the haze and heavy snow in the sky.

In the howling wind, his back seemed so fragile, like a flower floating in the wind and snow, which would be broken in the next second and scattered in the wind.

"Let's go... Let's go..." Looking at Ali's back, Ye Chuan's eyes gradually became a little wet.

Suddenly, Ali staggered and almost fell down. Ye Chuan was about to go up to help, but set his pace again. When he saw Ali slowly stabilize his body, he finally waved his back to him.

Ye Chuan smiled and waved his hand, although Ali did not look back.

"Goodbye, Ali, I wish you all the best."

Ye Chuan whispered, Ali seemed to hear it, chuckled, patted the snow on her body, and then bravely looked straight ahead.

Even if there is a frustrated past, you still have to face tomorrow bravely.

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