C513 The Most Boring Thing of All Is Infatuation

The business district was crowded with people and shops on either side of it. In the middle of the business street was a circular square, and in the middle of the square was a music fountain. It was not open during the day, and there were some street artists playing or singing at the side. Many people sat around the fountain and ate.

Jian Yun saw a pair of siblings. These two people probably could not squeeze into the square, so they found a place in a corner of the street. There was a plastic skin on the ground. The two of them sat on the plastic skin. There was a tin can in front of them, and there were a few coins in it.

Jian Yun would notice this pair of brother and sister because although the clothes worn by these two children were very shabby, they were very clean. The two of them were neat and tidy. They did not look like children who had been wandering outside for a long time. Instead, they looked very cultured, especially their eyes, which were very clear and bright.

It was just that these two children looked too thin and looked like they were malnourished. The two of them kept their heads down and fiddled with a guitar. The guitar looked a little old. But it was well maintained. The child played the guitar from time to time, and the sound of the guitar was also very good.

"Hey, do you two beggars know how to play the guitar?" A teenage boy stood by the road for a long time, holding ten yuan in his hand. He stared at the two of them, and when he saw that the two of them hadn't played a song for a long time, he sneered in disdain. "If you don't know how to play the guitar, I won't give you money!"

The younger boy's face was filled with anger. He straightened his neck and said angrily, "We're not beggars!"

The fashionable boy by the side of the road curled his lips and threw the ten yuan away contemptuously. If you are not beggars, Then what are you doing here? You're wasting my time. I'll give you ten dollars!"

The little boy was instantly angry. He picked up the ten yuan note and chased after the fashionable boy. He stuffed the money into the boy's hand and said angrily with a red face and a thick neck, "I told you, we're not beggars. We don't want your money!"

The girl put down her guitar and followed him. She quickly pulled the boy. "Chengnuo, come back. Have you forgotten what Mom told us?"

"Sister, he humiliated us!" The little boy's anger did not fade.

Before the little boy could finish his sentence, an angry shout suddenly sounded, "Why are you two beggars holding my son? Quickly let go of your dirty hands. If you hurt my son, I will beat you to death!"

Jian Yun looked over and saw a fat middle-aged woman dressed in rich clothes. Her neck, ears, and wrists were all wearing gold jewelry. She walked over anxiously. She pushed the little boy away and the little boy was pushed to the ground. The girl quickly went to help him.

The middle-aged woman fiercely glared at the two children and spat out a word, "Scram!"

Jian Yun could not help but frown. This woman's quality was really bad. No wonder her son was so rude.

Looking over here, the girl helped the little boy up. Only then did she notice that the little boy's hands and arms were all scratched. Sand stuck to the wound and red blood seeped out. The little boy endured it and did not cry.

"Chengnuo, let's go home." The girl held back her tears. She pulled the boy and was about to leave.

"Sister, we can't go home yet. We stole Dad's guitar and came out. We have to make money. Otherwise, when Mom comes back from the hospital tomorrow, we won't be able to come out and make money." The little boy said urgently.

"But I don't know how to play the guitar. Your hand is injured and you can't play the guitar. We can't make money here." Although the little girl was the older sister, she didn't seem to have any opinions. She asked the boy for his opinion on everything.

The little boy raised his hand and looked at it. His expression became depressed.

"Let's go. If Mom finds out that we stole Daddy's things, she will definitely be angry." The little girl said softly.

"But, Sis, what are we eating today? These few dollars are only enough for us to take the bus..." The little boy picked up the jar and looked at it. He sighed, "Forget it, we can still use this money to buy a few steamed buns. Let's walk back."

"Walk back?" The little girl trembled and bit her lips. She didn't say anything. She turned around and went back to pack her things.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly realized that someone was standing beside them. They thought that it was to urge them to leave and hurriedly flashed to the side to let them out.

"Can you show me this guitar?" Jian Yun asked gently.

Both of them turned their heads at the same time. They wanted to refuse, but when they saw that the person who asked was a beautiful older sister, they hesitated.

"Older sister, do you know how to play the guitar?" The little girl asked timidly. She felt that the woman in front of her was fresh and her eyes were clear and clean, but she was still hesitant.

"Yes!" Jian Yun smiled.

The little girl and the little boy looked at each other. The little boy thought for a while and carefully passed the guitar to Jian Yun, "Sister, this guitar is my father's relic. Mommy loves it very much. You can take a look, but be careful!"

"I know!" Jian Yun took the guitar and touched it. Her eyebrows could not help but raise. This guitar was a little old but it was well preserved.

"Sister, be careful!" The little boy reached out his hands and looked like he was afraid Jian Yun would break the guitar and was ready to take it at any time.

"Can I play it?" Jian Yun asked again. Her smiling eyes were bright.

"Yes." The little boy nodded.

Jian Yun played the guitar and tried the tune. Then she played a song. The brother and sister were stunned. "Sister, my father also played this song."

"Does your father teach music?" Jian Yun asked casually. From the conversation between the brother and sister, she roughly knew about their situation. Their father passed away and their mother was hospitalized. The brother and sister did not even have money to eat.

"Yes, my father was a teacher who taught music at school. He passed away in a car accident last year and my mother was too sad. She was hospitalized when she was ill..." The little girl said in a lonely manner.

"So you two kids who don't even know how to play the guitar came out to show off?" Jian Yun raised her eyebrows.

"We have no choice. Mom is sick and we have spent all our money at home. Even eating is a problem..." The girl lowered her voice.

"Xunuo, what are you talking about?" The little boy immediately stopped the little girl and did not let her talk about the situation at home. Then he seriously said to Jian Yun, "I know how to play the guitar. Dad taught me but my hand is injured..."

Jian Yun felt that although this little boy was not old, he had a backbone. Furthermore, the two siblings' names sounded good.

"Chengnuo, Xunuo, your names are really good." Jian Yun smiled, "The two of you sit down. I will play a song for the both of you."

"Sister, can you play Xiao Hongchen?" The little girl asked, "Mother loves this song the most. When Father was alive, he used to play it for her."

"Okay." Jian Yun did not mind being dirty. She sat on the ground and started to play the guitar in the busy shopping street. At the same time, she also started to sing, "Red Dust is so funny. Love is the most boring..."