"There are many stars tonight. Do you want to come out and see them?" Chen Qingyuan sat on the ground and invited, "I bought a roast chicken. It smells delicious. Come out and eat with me!"

“Roast chicken!”

The little beggar had just smelled the fragrance, which aroused his appetite, and he secretly guessed what it was. When he found out it was roast chicken, his eyes lit up and his mouth watered.

After spending some time together, the little beggar completely trusted Chen Qingyuan. After a little hesitation, he climbed out of the pit.

His hair was disheveled and his face was covered in mud.

Afraid of being disliked by Chen Qingyuan, he dared not come forward and lowered his head, feeling very inferior.

"Come sit here."

Chen Qingyuan pointed to a cleared space nearby with a pleasant expression.

"I'm...I'm dirty."

The little beggar lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"It's not dirty." Chen Qingyuan said gently: "Come and sit down."

How could I possibly despise myself for being dirty in the past?

It took a lot of effort to be able to survive at that time.

Recalling the past, I lived by begging. One day, I fell ill, had no money for treatment, and suffered from hunger and cold. My illness became more and more serious, and I collapsed on the ground. No one gave me charity, and I was on the verge of death.

Before he fell into a coma, he accidentally picked up a stone. Because he thought it was beautiful, he put it in his arms.

Later, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

I woke up inexplicably, and not only did the symptoms disappear, but I also didn't feel hungry anymore.

After studying his strange situation for a long time, he finally found out the reason: it was the stone he got by accident.

A glance lasts a lifetime, full of emotion.

If it weren't for the mysterious stone, Chen Qingyuan would have died on that cold night, and a series of major events would not have happened afterwards, and history would have been rewritten.

"Oh."

The little beggar hesitated for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to sit next to Chen Qingyuan.

After opening the outer layer of paper, the little beggar saw a whole roast chicken, which made him hungry and he kept swallowing his saliva.

However, without Chen Qingyuan speaking, the little beggar didn't dare to reach out to take it, but just stared at it with his eyes.

"Eat it!"

Chen Qingyuan noticed the little beggar's reservedness and nervousness, reached out, tore off a chicken leg and handed it over.

"Thank...thank you."

The little beggar was flattered and thanked him quickly. He grabbed the chicken leg with one hand and held it with the other hand, fearing that it would fall to the ground. Getting it dirty was a small matter, but if some meat residue fell off, it would be a waste.

"Try this wine and see if it suits your taste."

Chen Qingyuan opened another pot of wine and placed it next to the little beggar.

Then, he looked up at the starry sky and fell into deep memories.

The little beggar tasted the chicken leg as if it was the most delicious food in the world. Although he was very hungry, he ate it in small bites, afraid that he would finish it all in one go, so he ate it very carefully.

After taking a few bites of the meat, I picked up the pot of wine in front of me and took a sip. It was so spicy that I grimaced. The first impression was that it was unpalatable, but after a while, I thought it was not bad.

"Sir, you are the kindest person I have ever met."

The little beggar turned around and looked at the people around him and spoke from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm not ashamed."

Chen Qingyuan came back to his senses, looked at the little beggar, and said with a smile.

"Ah? What do you mean, sir?"

The little beggar didn't understand this answer and looked doubtful.

"Nothing." Chen Qingyuan couldn't explain.

It feels weird for my past self to praise my current self for being a kind person.

"Sir, you eat too!"

The little beggar was eating the chicken alone, feeling very embarrassed.

"Okay." Chen Qingyuan tore off a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Then, he tore off the other chicken leg completely and placed it in front of the little beggar.

"This... I've already eaten a chicken drumstick, no need."

Although the little beggar wanted to take it, he shook his head and refused out of politeness.

"Take it."

Chen Qingyuan forced it on the little beggar and would not allow him to disobey.

"Thank you, sir."

The little beggar stopped being pretentious and thanked him many times.

"Thanks a lot."

After a long silence, Chen Qingyuan suddenly said something.

"It wasn't hard. I didn't actually do anything."

The little beggar thought it was the forest's fault and felt very ashamed.

In fact, Chen Qingyuan was not talking about this. He looked deeply at his younger self, who was so thin, so inferior, and so lonely.

My child, you have worked so hard.

During the most difficult times, he managed to get through it without any help from others. Outsiders cannot empathize with the bitterness during that time.

The stone was like the warmest ray of sunshine in the world, penetrating through the thick clouds and falling on Chen Qingyuan.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Qingyuan attaches great importance to this stone and regards it as an inseparable part of his life.

"What do you wish for?"

Chen Qingyuan asked.

"I......"

The little beggar stopped eating and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"We are all friends now. I won't laugh at you. Let's chat."

Chen Qingyuan said in a relaxed tone.

"I want to be rich, so I can eat roast chicken every day, no longer suffer from cold and hunger. If I am lucky, I can also marry a beautiful wife."

Hearing the word "friend", the little beggar's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Chen Qingyuan with a little more kindness. After thinking seriously, he answered the question directly.

"Look at what you have accomplished."

Chen Qingyuan smiled.

"hey-hey."

The little beggar smiled innocently and said nothing.

"Live hard and you will achieve this wish."

Chen Qingyuan comforted.

"Yeah." Although he didn't know what the future would be like, the little beggar was very happy today. It was the happiest moment he could remember.

Because he was eating roast chicken and his stomach was full and comfortable. Most importantly, he had a friend and was not as lonely as before.

It turns out that the wind at night can also bring some warmth.

The two looked up at the starry sky and listened to the chirping of insects in the forest.

After a long while, Chen Qingyuan spoke softly, "I should go now."

"It's getting late. I can't rest here. I really have to go. Please be safe on your way back, young master."

Happy and warm moments always pass quickly, and the little beggar was reluctant to leave.

"Your last name is also Chen, how about I give you a name!"

Before leaving, Chen Qingyuan suggested, "We had talked before and knew about this matter."

"Okay!" The little beggar was very happy: "Will this be too much trouble for you, sir?"

"No trouble." Chen Qingyuan picked up a branch and wrote three words on the open ground.

"Sir, I have never been to school. What is this word?"

The little beggar stared at the three words on the ground and asked.

"Chen Qingyuan, your name."

Holding the branch and pointing as he spoke, Chen Qingyuan's smile was indescribable, and his eyes were like the vast starry sky, hiding countless stories.

"Chen...Qing...Yuan."

The little beggar repeated these three words several times, engraving them on his soul.

When he looked up again, the young man beside him had disappeared.

The world is frozen at this moment.