《Spiritual Taoist》


 Dancing with wolves

    The first chapter dances with the wolf


    Early autumn, the sun.A cool breeze blew through, and the silent Lin Haili issued a burst of "»©À²À²...".Some of the yellow leaves were swept into the air by the wind and circling.


    On the Qixi side, the forest farm in Xiaoxing''anling has already appeared in autumn.The leaves of the birch trees are yellow, and the leaves of the maple trees turn red. Against the backdrop of the pines and cypresses, it seems like a group of flames burning the life of anger.The fields are also golden. After a year of growth, wheat and soybeans are finally ripe and full, ushered in the season of their harvest.


    On the trail leading to the Baiyun Forest Farm, a long-shoulder boy is walking briskly.When he was seventeen or eight years old, the childish and undetached face had already revealed the hard lines belonging to the man. The black hair was thick and hard, and the head of the grass was so stubborn that it was stubbornly on the head. The trousers and white shirts were washed away, but they were clean, and they became a banner in the autumn wind in the northeastern mountain forest.


    At this moment, the rustic country boy who was ruined was so excited that he held a bright red admission notice in his hand.Does the red cheek cheeks are caused by the sunset or the excitement?


    The young man named Yang Fan is the son of Lin Guan Li.It was not the native of the Northeast, but the mother who took him for two days and two nights when he was four years old came to this remote forest farm.No one in the forest farm knows the mother''s past, she never said.Yang Fan has no father since he was a child, and his mother never mentions it.When he was a child, he once asked, but his mother cried for a night. Since then, Yang Fan has never asked anything about his father.


    The history of the forest farm is only a few decades. When the construction of the Great Northern Wilderness, many veterans and educated youths came here to respond to the call, they had such a small mountain village.In the past few decades, it¡¯s time to leave, and the legacy left behind, and now there are only a hundred households.The mother of Yang Fan is the only college student in this mountain village. Although the two have had a hard time, the ordinary life is full of happiness.


    Yang Fan was very sensible since he was a child. It is not easy to know that the mother is pulling him alone. He never asks for extra requirements. Plus he is the only man in the family. He has done some physical work from his childhood. He has never been able to learn from his mother. I have been at the top of the school in the town from elementary school to high school.


    The mother''s greatest wish is to hope that he can get into a good university and walk out of the mountain village. When he was very young, his mother worked hard for this plan, and she was reluctant to eat and reluctant to wear it.Yang Fan knows the mother''s mind and learns harder. Huang Tian does not bear the pains of the people. He was finally admitted to a key university in the provincial capital in this year''s college entrance examination.


    Today is the day to receive the admission notice. Yang Fan came back from the town post office and wanted to tell the mother the first time. He even saw the surprise expression on his mother''s face. He thought that his pace was even bigger. It is.


    The setting sun in the early autumn is a bit bleak, and there are no traces on the mountain road.Yang Fan will soon be able to return to his home after five miles.Turning over a mountain, there is a thick forest on the right. This wood is full of red pines. It is green all year round, but the trees are too close, making it hard to see the sun all year round. It is so deep and unpredictable that the animals in the forest often hide some animals that prefer a gloomy environment.Foxes, weasels, squirrels, wild boars and the like are frequent visitors here.


    The people in the forest farm call this forest called Heilongjiang, often scaring the naughty children, saying that there are old monsters in this forest, whoever dares to play will be taken away by the old monsters.When he was young, Yang Fan believed in these stories, but as he grew older, he gradually realized that it was nothing more than a deep and dense forest, and there was no old monster.What''s more, now is the 21st century. Those scary stories are just superstitions and legends. As a student who has studied for more than ten years, he simply does not believe that there will be any ghosts in this world.


    Yang Fan walked forward quickly. He had not waited for this black forest. He suddenly took a gray shadow from the inside. The shadow was very fast. Like a gray lightning volley, he rushed over to him. On his body, who knows that Yang Fan gently evades this pounce, and lifts the leg and gives the gray shadow a foot.Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.


    The gray shadow was very clever. He turned around in the air and escaped from his foot. He fell to the ground but was a fierce gray wolf.This gray wolf is extremely strong, even more than half of the ordinary gray wolf. The big scar on the face is from the left eye to the mouth. The whole body hair shines fiercely and fiercely. The posture of the attack.And proudly holding his head and leaning on one eye, looking at Yang Fan, the cockering mouth is extremely threatening, as if he is always swooping up and tearing up the boy with his sharp teeth.


    Who knows that Yang Fan is not shocked, screaming at his big eyes, and walking to the gray wolf with impatience is a foot: "The big gray, you scared me with a dead thing, and then scared me and licked your skin."


    This foot went down, the fierce gray wolf not only did not anger but leaped to use his two large fore paws to cover the teenager''s shoulders, sticking out the bloody red tongue to the intimate face, the gray wolf''s mouth was stinking and stinking. The smoked Yang Fan stepped back and smiled and said: "Death ash gives me a long way to go. You don''t know if you have bad breath? You have to buy a toothbrush and brush your tooth."


    Big ash simply ignored him, turned into the forest and pulled out a dead rabbit to the foot of Yang Fan. Yang Fan was delighted to pick up the rabbit and touched the hair of the big gray body: "Hey, today I have meat with my aunt." It¡¯s good, it¡¯s good, I will give me the whole scorpion tomorrow.¡±


    The big gray whispered two voices, closing his eyes and enjoying the touch of Yang Fan on him.The next person in the sun, a wolf, formed a beautiful picture, blending with the whole nature, the night wind began, blowing the fallen leaves.


    "Going home..." Yang Fan ran with the rabbit to the forest. The ash followed him from time to time and scratched him with his claws. He laughed at the laughter of the boy.


    Dahe had a relationship with Yang Fan. When Yang Fan was ten years old, he went up the mountain to play pheasant and found a female wolf who had been dying for many days in a cave.Behind the female wolf, there is a small nest of dead grass, and only the current big ash is still alive. At that time, the big ash was just a little wolf, but the scar covered with it told Yang Fan that it had experienced it. The most violent battles have survived to the present.


    Yang Fan looked at the other little wolves who had been broken and flesh and blood were almost eaten clean. He understood everything.The sudden death of the female wolf made these young wolves without a source of food. In order to survive, the wild wolves began to kill each other in a hungry situation.There is no doubt that this little wolf who survived is only swallowing the body of his brothers and sisters, and this little wolf that is still standing upright is undoubtedly the strongest and most fierce of the nine wolves. The most brutal.


    The little wolf is already hungry and crumbling, but still showing his own teeth that have not yet sharpened against Yang Fan. There is no fear in his eyes. There is only a strong sense of war. The little wolf sees himself and the body in front of him. The gap, but even then he is still proud to make a fighting posture.


    This is undoubtedly a little wolf who has been proud of his bones.


    Yang Fan curiously looked at this wolverine, which was almost as big as a shit. He couldn¡¯t understand why the little wolf, who was already powerless, had a low-pitched voice against him, but he suddenly felt the helplessness of the little wolf¡¯s heart, and was still young. It can''t understand why it was such a cruel thing when he first came to the world.


    At this time, Yang Fan, who was only ten years old, suddenly made a tribute to this little wolf who had already stood still.He threw a pheasant he had just put into the front of the little wolf. The little wolf jumped back and took a step back. When he saw that it was food in front of him, his eyes suddenly showed a trace of doubt.


    Yang Fan did not move, watching the little wolf quietly. After a long time, the little wolf felt that he was not malicious to himself, or he was already hungry and could not bear it anymore. He was careful to approach the pheasant and bite it with his teeth.


    The little wolf is very sweet, and he has forgotten that there is a human being that can threaten him at any time, and Yang Fan is watching the little wolf gorging a pheasant, suddenly he has a pity in his heart, no matter whether it is a wolf. Or if a person does not have a mother, he will become very poor. He thinks of his mother, and his heart is full of warmth.


    Yang Fan couldn''t help but want to touch this poor little wolf. Who knows that the hand hasn''t waited to touch the little wolf. The little wolf suddenly felt his hand and jerked back one step. He looked at the boy and warned him not to look at him. Move around.Yang Fan did not move, his hand stopped in the air and said softly to the little wolf: "Don''t be afraid, I am not malicious, just want to make friends with you."


    Perhaps his tone was too gentle, the vigilance in the eyes of the little wolf slowly became confused, Yang Fan gently, gently put his hand on the gentle wolf''s back, the little wolf first trembled, But soon he was lost in the warmth of Yang Fan.


    The wolf''s back is full of scars, and some places even have some hands, feeling the skinny wolf, Yang Fan''s heart is full of pity.The little wolf felt his pity and became relaxed and whimpered low.


    Yang Fan felt that the wolf gave up his own alert, gently picked it up and put it in his arms, still gently touching its scarred back.The little wolf whimpered in his arms, as if he was telling him about his misfortune. Yang Fan didn''t move, just a gentle touch, and suddenly a drop of hot tears fell on the back of his hand.


    Since then, Yang Fan has had a friend, a friend who is not human but more loyal than human beings.

 Big disaster

    One person and one wolf walked through the Black Forest. Suddenly, countless crows in the Black Forest seemed to be stunned and vacated. Hundreds of thousands of crows "ßÉßÉ......." screamed and danced in the sky.Yang Fan was shocked. When he saw that the crow was flying, he smiled and turned his head and continued on his way. He did not know that countless crows were spinning and dancing to form a man''s face in the sky.The face of this crow has a nose and a mouth.Even far away, I can see the evil smile of the corner of my mouth.


    When the man''s face is formed, the sunset with only half of the face on the horizon suddenly does not glow like red light, but becomes red like blood.Under the backdrop of the setting sun, the remnant clouds of the sky become like a bloodshot, and this brilliant red envelopes the heavens and the earth, making the whole autumn day even more bleak and an unspeakable surprise.


    Yang Fan is completely immersed in joy, and there is no difference at all.The big gray stopped, and looked at the horizon with doubt. In its eyes, this desolate world has never been so different. It looks at the sunset on the horizon and suddenly catches up with Yang Fan, who is still moving forward cheerfully. Open your mouth and bite his trousers.


    The joy of being admitted to the university has already filled his whole body, and he thought that the big gray was playing with himself. Hey, he broke away from the gray wolf''s mouth and ran to the village quickly. He was eager to chase, and Yang Fan had already ran. At the intersection in the village, the village is the territory of mankind. The big gray does not dare to chase after it. He just hurriedly yelled at him: "Oh..."


    Yang Fan did not turn around, raised the admission notice in his hand and waved at the big gray, and ran to the home cheerfully.


    The Baiyun Forest Farm was once an educated youth, and the construction was also fragmented.There are only a hundred and ten households here, and most of them are workers who look at the mountain forests. Although they are isolated from the world, they are also clean and quiet, without the impetuousness and coldness of the modern city.Yang Fan¡¯s family is at the edge of the forest farm and is a dormitory for the educated youths of the year.When the mother came to the forest farm with Yang Fan, the secretary of the forest farm saw that it was not easy for her to pull a child. The convening of the hand was refurbished. This residence has lived for more than ten years.


    The village was very small and Yang Fan ran fast, and in a blink of an eye came to his house, his house is a brick house with three rooms.At this time, Yang Fan¡¯s mother had already got off work. She often prepared Yang Fan for dinner and waited for him to come back. The chimney on the house had long been a white smoke, but today his family¡¯s chimney was silent.


    Yang Fan opened the wooden door of his yard and yelled as he ran to the room: "Mom, I am back, I am admitted to the industrial university of the provincial capital....."


    If the mother of Yang Fan will always open the door and smile at his son''s euphoria, he will use a towel to wipe out the sweat on his face, but today Yang Fan shouted a few times, except in the yard. The leaves on the jellyfish tree were slammed by the wind, and the room was silent like a haunted house.


    Yang Fan felt that it was wrong. He stopped and reached for the door to pull the door. "The door was pulled open, but he didn''t expect it. He actually saw such a shocking scene."


    His house is a standard northeast architectural style, with the door directly facing the middle hall.It is said that the middle hall is actually a relatively large room. In general, people will put a set of sofas in the middle of the house, put on TV cabinets and the like.Directly opposite is a large pass, and there will be a slightly smaller room on each side of the middle house. It is the kitchen from the middle of the house.


    Yang Fan''s family is no exception. It is also this pattern, but what Yang Fan did not think was that his kind and gentle mother had a look at the time of the crucifixion of Jesus Christ.


    But this is not the strangest thing. The strange thing is that his mother is actually hanging in the air, and she is up and down, no object is supported, her arms are wide open, her head is slightly hanging down, her face is pale as a blank piece of paper. There is no blood color.Long hair spreads out to form a ring, like a black dazzling dahlia.


    What is even more frightening is that her eyes, ears, nose and mouth are all slowly squirting out. These bloods are collected on her chest to form a blood flow down her body. A milky white sweater she wore has been bloody.The floor of the red brick in the home is full of blood.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    Yang Fan was completely stupid at the door. He couldn''t understand how the mother who had been good in the morning turned into this look. He took a minute to wake up and screamed in a hurry: "Mom! Mom! Mom. What''s wrong?"


    He reached out and threw himself at his mother, trying to catch the mother''s legs hanging in the air.But before he got close, an invisible force came and shook his "Åé!", Yang Fan was slammed and stood up, wondering how there would be an invisible wall in front of him. .


    He was not willing to rush and rushed up, but then he was bounced again.After a few times, Yang Fan¡¯s eyes were green, and it looked like a hungry wild wolf. At this time, he felt that his whole body seemed to burst. He had no other thoughts but wanted to hug his mother. He did not. I dare imagine what kind of situation he would have without a mother.


    The words of the poor children''s early childhood are placed on Yang Fan. However, he did not have a father and his mother since childhood. In this world, he has only one relative, that is, the mother.The mother is all his hopes and motivations. In order to make his mother happy, he will pay more time to learn than other children. In order to alleviate his mother''s burden, he will do all the big and small work in the family.In order to make his mother live a better life in the future, he worked hard to get into college.He even thought that he would take his mother out of this small village when he graduated to find a job. He would buy beautiful clothes for his mother and take his mother to eat delicious food.But he couldn''t think of it. When he realized his initial wish and admitted to the university, he even encountered such a tragic thing.


    At this time, Yang Fan seemed to become a fierce lion, madly impacting the wall that he could not see before, but no matter how much strength he used, he would be bounced off.


    "Mom! Mom! You heard me calling you? I heard a reply to me... Mom, Mom........" Still did not give up the impact of Yang Fan, shouting in the loud cry.


    "Hey!!" A loud shock, Yang Fan was slammed and fell to the ground, his internal organs tumbling, bleeding in his mouth.Yang Fan refused to take care of his own pain. His eyes were already red. He turned to look at the door and saw a shovel. He grabbed the iron shovel and smashed his whole body and cut it off the invisible wall.


    "Ah, ah....... Don''t block me.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


    Such huge shouts echoed in the village for a long time, and I was shocked by the birds in the nearby woods that had to sleep at night, but the strange thing was that the whole village suddenly became dead, and even the smoke in the chimney of every household suddenly stopped. At this moment, the whole world seemed to suddenly stop, and even the night wind stopped boasting.


    Yang Fan¡¯s body has been smashed and cracked, and blood runs down his brain. The slightest movement of the whole body will be very painful. The waving iron in his hand is like waving a mountain.


    He has already been unable to bear it, but every time he wants to take a break, he will see the mother hangs in the air, the mother¡¯s face has become distorted because of pain, and there is no longer a gentle and gentle look in the past. Some are just endless pains and tortures.And Yang Fan becomes more violent every time he looks at it.


    If this continues, I am afraid that the 19-year-old Yang Fan will die and die. When he gathered the last glimmer of strength to lift the shovel, his mother sensed his son¡¯s grief and sadness, and he slowly opened his eyes and said something. :"son."


    The voice was so weak, but in Yang Fan¡¯s ear, it was undoubtedly a huge thunder. He held the shovel¡¯s hands and stopped in the air. He watched his mother¡¯s nose sour and shouted: ¡°Mom, Mom, this is what happened?"


    The mother hanging in the air was looking up hard, and looking at Yang Fan¡¯s eyes was still full of pity and a trace of reluctance.She is very worried that Yang Fan, who is only 19 years old, has no way of living. However, at this time, she is full of weakness and she must use her whole body.


    "Child, son, remember your mother''s words, you must live well..." The voice is so weak but full of hope and warmth.After saying this, the mother has no more strength.


    Yang Fan heard the meaning of the mother''s words and cried out loudly: "Mom, Mom, don''t be afraid, my son is here, son will save you. Mom, don''t be afraid, Mom, don''t........"


    Cried in the air, Yang Fan raised the shovel again, and when he gathered his whole body to slash again, his mother suddenly violently shakes all over the body.This jitter is so fierce that it seems to be able to shake the whole body of the person. Yang Fan¡¯s heart is shocked and wonders what the mother is doing.


    Just as he was stunned, his mother suddenly stopped shaking, but the abdomen suddenly swelled up, as if a balloon was blown bigger and bigger, the bulging gas flowing from the abdomen to the neck, like a very thick poisonous snake The stomach fell into the mouth.


    The mother tried to close her lips, but this gas flowed more and more. At the end of the mother''s face had been deformed, and even her eyes were protruding. At this time, she couldn''t stand it anymore. The flame sprang from her mouth, and the flame seemed like a smoldering fire dragon, burning the whole room in an instant.


    Seeing this scene, Yang Fan couldn''t stand it anymore, and suddenly rushed toward the mother, but before he got close to him, a fierce flame made him pull him out of the house. Yang Fan fell to the ground and hit his head. The red brick that protruded, then he was confused in front of him, and he was vaguely seeing a man''s face in the flame smiling at him.

 Chapter is heartbroken

    He tried to open his eyes to see the man''s face, but his consciousness was getting more and more blurred. The boundless darkness quickly surrounded him. It only felt that a heart was empty, as if it had fallen into a dark world. There is no sound here, no time, everything is still.


    Yang Fan didn''t feel the fear, but the heart raised a little joy. In my heart, there was a faint thought: I am going to die? Can you continue to be with your mother if you are dead? He wants to work hard to yell at his mother, but no matter how hard he tries, he can''t scream a little, and he struggles and he faints.


    At the moment he passed out, the flames in his home burned more and more. The man''s face flashed in the fire, and the man''s face disappeared. The sudden flame suddenly tightened, just burning the brick house of his house. The violent fire did not extend to other places, and even the yellow leaves in the yard were not lit by the flames.


    At the same time, the originally dead world suddenly became vivid again. The wind started, and the smoke returned to its original state. Many people¡¯s dogs shouted in the direction of Yang Fan¡¯s home. The rising flames and black smoke alarmed all the people in the village. Every household, no matter what they were doing, screamed at the Yang Fan¡¯s home with a bucket full of water.


    Li Shuji, a forest farmer in his forties, hurriedly rushed to Yang Fan¡¯s house with a bucket of water and poured it over to the burning fire of Zhengwang. But the house that has been completely burned will care about his water. When the water reaches the fire, it just splashes a white smoke, and it has no effect.


    Li Shuji anxiously turned to go to the village mouth Xiaohe Lishui, turned to see Yang Fan lying under the jellyfish fruit tree, he hurriedly ran over and grabbed Yang Fan and shook his head, shouting loudly: "Yang Fan, Yang Fan, you are stunned? Your mother? Wake up, wake up..."


    There are more and more people coming from the village. Everyone has a bucket or a washbasin in their hands. Even the children hold a teacup to make a small effort. In addition to the elderly, almost all of the village can come. With the help of everyone, or if there is nothing to burn, the fire is getting smaller.


    The sky was all black, and the fire finally stopped. After the sea otter fruit trees were tortured by the hot air and the cold air, a mist was formed. The mist condensed into a drop of crystal dew on the dead leaves that had not yet fallen, and slipped silently. A slightly smiling teenager''s face.


    The coldness of the cold awakened Yang Fan from the endless darkness. He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, and he could not hear any sound in his ears, but a vicissitude and anxious face gradually became clear, and he was paralyzed. He remembered the fire and looked at his home.


    The warm and warm home has become a ruin. Many unburned beams were still braving the white smoke, and then he heard Li Shuji¡¯s anxious and hoarse shouts in his ear: "Yang Fan, you wake me up, you are a little bit, this time you still lie down. What are you doing? Give me up quickly, no longer, I will fan your mouth."


    Everything seemed to be a nightmare, but the crowds that had not been exhausted and the homes that had become ruins told him that everything was true.


    "Mom!" A cry of heartbreaking shouted out of his mouth, and the tears flowed like the mountain stream that blossomed in the spring.


    "Yang Fan, tell me your mother is not inside?" Li Shuji still shakes Yang Fan.


    "Your mother is not inside? Your mother is not inside?..." Li Shuji¡¯s shouting reminded him of the afterimage of his mother¡¯s dying. He only felt that his chest was extremely sullen, his face was red, his heart was sweet, and his blood was pouring. And out: "Mom, mom is gone!"


    As soon as the sentence was finished, his whole body was exhausted, and his eyes were black and fainted. Li Shuji looked at the fierce Yang Fan and sighed: "Poor child." He then picked him up and walked to his home.


    It seems to be an endless dream. The eyes of the mother''s concern in the dream are still floating in front of her eyes. The man''s face in the flame opens his mouth and swallows everything.


    "Mom, mother, mother, don''t be afraid, son is here, mother, don''t be afraid..." Yang Fan was awakened in anger. He suddenly sat up, gasping for a big breath, and the whole body trembled. The nightmare in a coma scared him.


    He gasped for a few breaths and calmed his mind. He saw that it was a small room but did not turn on the lights. The light from the outhouse was as dreamy as he was lying on his knees. The heating of the steamed bread made him feel a lot more comfortable, and the half was covered with him and the quilt was gently pushed away by him.Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!


    When Yang Fanyu sat down, his mind suddenly raised a thought: Perhaps what you saw was just a dream? Maybe as soon as I walked out of the house, my mother would still be kindly prepared to go home and be anxious to wait for me to go home. Maybe I still blame myself for the same sentence as before, and then I feel distressed to eat the food she made. Yes, it must be like this, I want to go home!


    He nervously came down from the shackles, but a heart could not help but mention the eyes of the blind man. He put on the shoes that the mother bought for him, step by step... slowly walked out of the hut.


    This is the home of Secretary Li. Looking at the family who is eating around the table in the middle house, Yang Fan recognizes them. Yang Fan is very careful. He does not want to disturb people to eat. There are mothers waiting for him to go back.


    But even if he was careful, a large man who was only over 20 square meters in the middle of the house walked, how could others not see him? When Li Shuji saw Yang Fanyu''s appearance, he secretly sighed and sighed softly. "Yang Fan, are you awake? Wake up, just sit down and eat."


    Li Shuji is a very honest person. He does not know how to comfort a person. He thought about it for a long time. However, his concern for concern was still seen by Yang Fan. I don¡¯t know why he saw Li¡¯s eyes, and his heart suddenly had a sharp colic.


    The mother taught him to be a good boy who is polite. The mother always remembers his words. His footsteps paused and his face was filled with a smile that was more ugly than crying: "No, Uncle Li, my mother must wait for me to go back at home. Well, she should be worried when she goes back late." After finishing the pace, he pushed away the door of Li Shuji and went out.


    Li¡¯s wife saw him like this, stood up and tried to dissuade him, but he was stunned by Li Shuji, and he was squatting in his chair and sighed: ¡°He will face all this after all, let him go. ""


    In the early autumn night, the moon has risen, hung high in the sky, and sprinkled to the earth with a silver glow. Under the moonlight, a young boy lost his soul and walked to the village where the whiteheads were still heading.


    "Mom, Mom, I am back, Mom, I am back!" Yang Fan with a cry of crying in this quiet, quiet, peaceful mountain village kept coming back, but only her mother could not hear her son again. Shouted.


    Going back to the original home, the rest is just a rubble. The front yard is well preserved. The jellyfish fruit trees fall in the wind from time to time and fall off two leaves that have already been withered. A few days ago, he just returned to the firewood piled up with wheat poles. I didn¡¯t burn it at all. But the house is gone. Some are just broken bricks.


    Yang Fan¡¯s brain banged loudly and squatted in the local area. Tears fell involuntarily, and a tear fell down his young face. It was blood red.


    After a few minutes, Yang Fan suddenly went crazy. He rushed into the ruins and used his own hands to open the ashes and open the broken beams. He wanted to find his mother, even if it was just a piece of cloth.


    Under the cold moonlight, Yang Fan was silent and silent, ruining the ruins, the unburned wooden beams and the hot bricks that burned hot, igniting his hands, but he seemed to have no consciousness. The same, just crazy looking for a piece of cloth. In the past, Yang Fan has been dyed into a black man by ashes and mud, and he just keeps on using his hands to open obstacles one after another.


    In a twinkling of an eye, his hands have been smeared with blood, and the moon in the sky seems to be unable to bear to see the miserable scene of this world, pulling a thin cloud to cover himself up.


    I don''t know how long it took, Yang Fan was completely desperate. The fire actually burned everything. He found nothing. He found only one heart that was heartbroken. He couldn¡¯t support it anymore. He suddenly fell into the ruins and yelled in the sky: "Ah... ¡­why why¡­"


    The shouts of fury will fly far away from the countless night birds in the woods. Everyone is sighing and sighing. They are all sad for this sad child, but they know that now they can¡¯t comfort this sadness to the extreme. The child, this hurdle still wants him to come over.


    In the distant forest, the big ash that just grabbed a robe was staring at the prey in front of him and wondered where it should be. Yang Fan¡¯s shouting screamed into his ear, and it was shocked. He grabbed the scorpion that had been thrown away by him.


    The big gray felt wrong, and turned around and ran to the village. The stunned scorpion on the ground looked puzzled and looked at the big ash that turned and ran away. Still didn¡¯t dare to stand up. After a while, it was determined that the big gray ran far away. Panic stood up and squatted into the distant mountains.


    Yang Fan, who has already been sitting on the ruins, looks at the bright moon in the sky. His heart is hollow. At this moment, he wants to die with his mother, so that he can live with his mother in another world.


    Just as his heart was gray, a gray shadow suddenly broke into his arms. When Yang Fan saw it clearly, it was a big gray. He hugged the huge wolf head of the big gray and gave it a cry: " Big gray, big gray, my mother is gone, you know, my mother is gone, my mother is killed, my mother must be very scared, must be very lonely, I want to go with my mother, big gray, big gray, my mother is gone..."


    The hot tears slipped on the big gray oily hair. It suddenly became confused. It felt the sadness of the boy and even felt his death. It didn''t understand how this usually cheerful and enthusiastic teenager would become like this.


    Big Gray struggled and turned to look at the young family. When it saw the ruins, it understood everything. Suddenly it felt the helplessness and sadness of this young girl, but at the same time it felt angry and angry at him. Weak and unmotivated.


    The big gray suddenly broke free from Yang Fan''s arms, and Yang Tian shouted at the bright moon: "Ah...hey..." The voice of the voice was full of unyielding fighting spirit and encouragement.


    Yang Fanyu looked at the big gray, and asked: "What do you want to tell me?"


    Seeing the boy like this, the big gray couldn''t stand it anymore, the heel erected upright, raising his right claw and fanning it to Yang Fan''s face.

 First seven

    The big ash did not make much effort. He just wanted to wake up the boy and tell him that he was going to fight if he was alive. No one in the world would sympathize with you because of your weakness. But it forgot that it is now the king of this mountain, even though the strength he has made is not that the boy can bear.


    Yang Fan was immersed in sorrow and did not feel the anger of the big ash, and the big ash could fight with the wild boar in the mountains, and competed with the bear scorpion alone. The honed paws that had been hard as steel swept to the face of Yang Fan, suddenly in him. A shallow mouth was drawn on his face.


    Yang Fan¡¯s face hurts and he looks at the big ash. He asks: ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    A drop of blood drips down the face of Yang Fan, which has long been covered with ashes, and his appearance is already as sullen.


    Big Gray didn''t think that he could hurt Yang Fan with a slap in the face. He looked at the boy who saved himself. This is his only friend, the only relative, who regretted breaking into Yang Fan''s arms and sticking his tongue out. The blood on his face.


    Yang Fan didn''t seem to feel the pain, letting the big stinky tongue add to his face. He hugged the big gray and muttered to himself: "Mom is gone, what should I do? Big gray you Tell me, what should I do?"


    The big gray that is adding wounds to him sees Yang Fan¡¯s frustrated desire to die. He suddenly wakes up and no longer adds wounds to him. The two front paws push open the sad Yang Fan, and the eyes shoot a fierce and cold light. Staring at him, his mouth still screamed low, as if to tear him away and eat him.


    Yang Fan has never seen the big gray look like him, and he is back in horror: "Dash, what are you doing?"


    The big gray stared at him fiercely, and suddenly he looked up at the moon like a round and screamed: "Hey...hey..."


    The voice is filled with unyielding and fighting spirit. It tells Yang Fan that you are a man, a man in a mountain. As a man, you must have the courage to face everything, have a shackle, and have revenge.


    Looking at the big ash that has been full of strength and anger, Yang Fan actually sensed its mind. He suddenly remembered the man''s face in the coma before the fire, the smiling face was like sarcasm.


    The mother died too often, the mother must have been killed, and was killed by a very powerful person. The man''s face in the flame is absolutely out of touch. Thinking of Yang Fan¡¯s heart suddenly rising into a strong hatred, he screamed and yelled toward the bright moon: ¡°I want revenge, no matter who you are, you are dead!! I want revenge, revenge, revenge...¡±


    The voice of revenge lingered in the middle of the mountains for a long time, and the lonely wolf in the cold moonlight was accompanied by a boy full of hatred.


    The first seven, the Chinese people''s funeral customs, according to the time of the death of the deceased, coupled with the calculation of the days and time of the day, but it is customary to think that the "first seven" refers to the seventh day after the death of a person. Different places have different "first seven" customs, but generally think that the soul of the deceased will return home in the "first seven", the family should prepare a meal for the soul of the deceased before returning to the soul, also said that after death The soul will float with the "first seven", and go home when the "first seven" day, the family should burn a ladder-shaped thing in the home, let the soul follow the "ladder" to the sky.


    After seven days, Yang Fan had no grief, but there was no more laughter on his face. The whole person became quiet and indifferent. There was already a vicissitude in the face of a young age. There was even a sadness between the eyes. bitter.


    The people in the village did not know how many times they tried to see him, but Yang Fan did not seem to hear the same. For a long time, everyone only sighed. The folk customs here are simple, every family will give him a little more when cooking, Yang Fan is not polite, every time he nods and smiles, but the smile is not sorrow, no one is willing to end. When he saw him laughing, he secretly put the food in his yard and left.


    Yang Fan has been sleeping on the firewood of his own family for a week. It is this day. When the sun just emerged, he got up early and borrowed two hundred dollars and a bag of noodles from Li Shuji.


    Then he rushed to the town to buy a lot of fruits that the mother usually loved but could not bear to eat, and some candles, yellow paper. I went back to the village and asked Li Shuji to help me with a few dishes. After all, it was near dusk.


    Looking at the darkening of the sky, Yang Fan placed the mother''s spiritual position under the jellyfish fruit tree. The front was filled with a bowl of dishes. There were wine and meat, and fruit and flowers. In front of the spirit, the mourning pot was burned. Yang Fan was so quiet. Waiting quietly, waiting for the mother''s soul to return to the soul, can come back to see yourself.If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    The sky is still not dark, and the village head is coming up with a chunky figure. This is a girl who is not many years old with sails. She is carrying a pack of yellow paper in her hand and walks quickly to the Yangfan¡¯s sea otter fruit tree. When he sees Yang Fan, who was in a filial piety, was alone in the hair, gently walked over to him and handed him the yellow paper: "Yang Fan, I am coming to see you."


    Yang Fan looked up and saw his classmate Xiaohong, grinning and laughing: "Thank you for coming to see me." After that, there is no more to say.


    Xiao Hongjun stood in the same place and thought about it: "Yang Fan, I am going to start school soon. I will take the train tomorrow, and you are admitted to the provincial city. Why don''t we go with us?"


    Yang Fan was silent for a long while, looked up at the little red chubby face and smiled aloud: "I can''t go to college, my mother has been squandering money for these years, it is for me to go to college, but this fire has everything. I burned it, how can I go to college without tuition? What''s more, even if you have tuition, do you think that I still have the heart to go to college now?"


    Listening to Yang Fan¡¯s words, Xiao Hong¡¯s eyes are red: ¡°Yang Fan, don¡¯t be like this, even if Auntie is not there, she hopes that you can go to college. Don¡¯t give up on yourself? You are the best student in our school, our class teacher. I am always proud of having such a student. If you think about whether you want to go to school or not, how sad he should be, you don¡¯t have to worry about tuition. I heard my father say that the family has money and wants to go to you. University, you can''t live up to everyone''s wishes."


    Yang Fan is silent, but after a long speech, he will say: "Xiaohong, do you think that I am the kind of person who accepts other people''s charity? I have already decided that the university is not on, you should not take care of me, I will have something tomorrow. I will not send you anymore, I wish you a good trip."


    Xiao Hong¡¯s looking at Yang Fan sitting on the ground did not know what to say. When she was young, she went to school together with Yangfan. It was very clear that Yang Fan¡¯s stubborn character. Once he decided that no one could change things, not to mention the fact that he has suddenly changed dramatically. The decision in his heart must be hard as iron.


    She thought about it and knew that no matter what she said, she would not convince her classmates who have always been proud of the bones. She still remembers that when she was in elementary school, several senior students bullied Yang Fan. Even in the face of the siege of five or six people, Yang Fan did not admit defeat or beg for mercy, but struggled all the time. When the children were tired, Yang Fan still chased after them to fight, until everyone cried, and since then no one has bullied this dead and unrecognizable, barely proud Yang Fan. And his character has always been remembered by Xiaohong.


    Xiaohong was silent: "Yang Fan, whether you are not in college or not, we are the best classmates and friends, I will write to you." After turning around and walking away, I don''t want to bother him.


    Yang Fan looked at Xiaohong¡¯s back and gradually walked away and said softly: ¡°Thank you, thank you Xiaohong, I will remember you.¡±


    The night was getting deeper and deeper. Yang Fan looked at the cartoon watch on his hand. This is the birthday gift that the mother gave him on his fifteenth birthday. Although it is very worn, he has never been willing to throw it, but now this is The only thing the mother left for him.


    At half past eleven in the middle of the night, half an hour is the mother''s first seven. Yang Fan suddenly felt the heartbeat speed up. He first carefully lit two rows of candles on the road in front of his house, and then laid a white surface in the middle of the road. Click on the burning brazier and smash it on the ground to start burning paper.


    This is a windless night, the weather is good and scary, the candle does not have a slight fluctuation, the big gray ash quietly approaches Yang Fan, staying with him waiting for his mother to return to the soul.


    The time passed by, and it was about to arrive at twelve o''clock in the middle of the night. At this time, the burning candle was suddenly shaking, as if there was a breeze. Then a row of light and shallow footprints appeared on the white paved path. Yang Fan looked at it with excitement. The tears flowed involuntarily. He looked at the white footprints with sorrow and step by step toward himself, gently shouting. Voice: "Mom."


    This mother-in-law contains thoughts, grief, sadness, and helplessness.


    He just shouted, his footprints had already arrived in front of him, and then he felt his mother''s hand gently stroked on his face, stroking the wound that was scratched by the ash, full of pity. And his face was slowly fluctuating and falling into it, like someone really touched his face.


    Yang Fan closed his eyes and quietly felt the mother''s concern and love for him, as well as the strong sorrow in his heart. Yes, the mother did not trust him. This is to see himself. Yang Fan¡¯s heart is very sad, remembering the life that had been poor and happy with her mother, and tears could not stop falling.


    The wind started, taking away the white surface on the ground and blowing out the lit candle. Yang Fan suddenly felt that the mother had left him. He suddenly opened his eyes, and everything remained the same in the silent night, as if nothing had happened. Only the dead leaves of a sea otter fell down the wind and fell to his feet.


    Yang Fan slammed the road to the entrance of the village and slammed his head. The voice became very firm: "Mom, if you go well, your son will avenge you."


    "Hey! Hey! Hey!" Three loud heads went down. Yang Fan¡¯s forehead was full of blood. He suddenly stood up like an unknown, packed everything in the yard and put his mother¡¯s spirit card on a gray cloth. Wrapped in the package carefully, then turned to look at the big gray and asked: "I believe that the murderer who killed the mother must not go far, big gray, would you like to go with me to find the murderer to avenge his mother?"


    Da Gray looked up and said that he would appreciate him and never give up.


    Yang Fan looked up and looked at the mountains in the distance. Like a wild wolf, he yelled: "Whether you are there, I will definitely find you in the ends of the earth and kill you. I will kill you!!" Yang Fan''s tone It is full of unquestionable firmness, and when it comes to the big step, it will go to the mountains and never look back.


    The big ash followed, and one person and one wolf gradually disappeared into the silent night. In the distance, the cold star flashes and there is a meteor crossing.

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    The rose is very bright, it was picked early in the morning, the dew on it has not been completely evaporated, and the pearl-like light in the sunlight slipped down to the back of the little red hand. The coolness of the dewdrop was a little shocked. I looked at Zhang Ran, who was also full of surprises. I was angry and asked: "What are you doing? Is it to make fun of me?"


    Zhang Ran¡¯s handsome face flashed a trace. Surprised, then it was unbelievable, and turned into a sly, the handsome face was wonderful. Xiaohong stood in front of the door and saw him. He converted five or six expressions on his face. His heart was angry and "Hey!" He shut them down and turned back to bed to pull up the quilt and cover his head.


    She thought that Zhang Ran was coming to humiliate her, and her heart became more and more indignant. Isn¡¯t it enough to bully myself yesterday? I even chased my family to bully me. Am I so bullied? Xiaohong was full of grievances, and his heart was sour to drop his tears.


    After five or six minutes, "¶£ßË, ¶£ßË....." the doorbell rang again. Xiaohong didn''t want to pay attention to this hateful guy, but Zhang Ran kept slamming the doorbell, as if Xiaohong didn''t open the door. It will continue to go down.


    "What do you want to do? Bullying people are bullying home? Going out, rolling away, and then ringing the doorbell, I will call the police...." Xiaohong¡¯s angry yelling made the whole room shocked.


    The doorbell was silent, but it didn''t take a minute to ring again. Xiaohong was really angry. He slammed from the bed and walked quickly to the door. He opened the door and shouted: "What do you want? What do you want to do?"


    Zhang Ran grinned, but the smile was incomparable. Reluctantly, he revealed a trace of tension between his expression, and his eyes were full of fear. Even his forehead had already seen a slight sweat. He saw Xiaohong¡¯s obvious sigh of relief, and her yelling was even more ignorant. In a very gentle tone, she said to her: "Xiaohong, don''t you know me? I am your boyfriend, Zhang Ran!" When


    he said something, Xiaohong was angry: "If you said yesterday, you Have you forgotten? You are not saying that you want me to be your girlfriend. Would you rather die? I ran to my house early in the morning to harass me. What do you want to do?"


    Zhang Ran didn''t dare to look at her eyes, and lowered her head slightly. In a blink of an eye, he looked up like a big decision and looked up at Xiaohong seriously. "Xiaohong, I don''t know what I did wrong, but The trick has been known for a month, and the relationship has been confirmed for a month. No matter what I did wrong, please give me a chance to explain it?"


    After the end, Zhang Ran¡¯s hand held the bright rose to the small Red, his face is sincere and dignified. If other girls are sure to have doubts, they will even insist that this is a prank, but Xiaohong is different, she is too lonely, and her character is very gentle, when she saw Zhang Ran such a handsome man sincerely Apologize to myself, and vowed to say that he is his girlfriend, she was a bit embarrassed for a moment.


    Seeing the little red hair, Zhang Ran cares: "Xiaohong, are you okay?"


    Xiaohong felt his concern and shook his head: "I am fine, but you said that I am your girlfriend. "When


    I heard Xiaohong asked, Zhang Ran sighed with relief and a smile on his face. "Don''t make a little red, we have been in love for a month. We have been together for a month. Have you forgotten all?" right? " "


    Wait, wait, I am a little dizzy, I ask you, you say that we love a month, what evidence? there''s really not a joke right? "


    listen little red so asked, Zhang Ran a bit anxious: "of course not joke, you want proof I give you, you called Xiaohong, twenty-one year, Nenjiang County Baiyun Lin field person, your birthday is lunar September ........."


    Zhang But keep talking, Xiaohong is getting more and more confused. Although these things are only basic information, most people will not know. Looking at Zhang Yan, who had a nose and eyes, she did not interrupt him. Then she heard Zhang Ran say how the two know each other, how to be together, everything is romantic like a scene in a novel, she is really confused, Is it true that Zhang Ran is true? Otherwise how would he know so much?


    It¡¯s all like a dream, a sweet dream that Xiaohong doesn¡¯t want to wake up. Yesterday she was still a Cinderella, and today she sent a Prince Charming, the world is really crazy.


    Looking at the little red hair, Zhang Ran stopped the narrative and asked: "Nothing, Xiaohong, I have an appointment today to go shopping. If you are not feeling well, then go to another day?"


    Xiaohong wakes up from his own thoughts. Come over, shaking his head: "I''m fine, since I said that I am going shopping, then go." She finally took the rose in the hands of Zhang Ran, and the rose exudes a demon red in the sun.


    Xiaohong hasn¡¯t been shopping for a long time, but today¡¯s wind is a good day for shopping, not to mention the fact that there is such a guy with a height of more than one meter and eight. Xiaohong¡¯s walk in the bustling commercial street feels that everything is So unreal, watching a woman coming and going through Zhang Ran will look back, her weakness is the greatest satisfaction.


    Looking at Zhang Ran who took care of him along the way, Xiaohong gradually let go of his courage and carefully grabbed Zhang Ran''s arm. As long as she was so big, she grabbed a man''s arm for the first time, so she looked a little shy. However, Zhang Ran, who was on the road, suddenly became stiff. Xiaohong was shocked and pulled out his arm and asked: "I''m sorry, I shouldn''t lick your arm."


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    She said this, Zhang Ran''s face suddenly appeared. In a panic-like appearance, she hurriedly grabbed her hand and said anxiously: "Don''t say stupid things, you are my girlfriend who can''t help me with my arm?" Going over and telling her some jokes, I laughed at the little red "giggle....." laughing.


    Two people strolled for a morning, Xiaohong bought a lot of things, all Zhang Yan was diligent to save money, Xiaohong wanted to pay for himself but could not grab him. At noon, Zhang Ran took her to a high-end western restaurant to have a very rich meal. Men are the animals that don''t like shopping at all. Xiaohong also knows deeply that Zhang Ran, who hasn''t even screamed on the road, feels that this is really just a dream. He is never willing. Wake up dreams.


    After eating Xiaohong suddenly remembered a pair of couples in the school, I have always envied others, and it is my turn to envy me today. Looking at Zhang Ran, who is handsome and tall in front of her eyes, she suddenly gave birth to a vanity that she wanted to show him to others.


    "Zhang Ran, strolling for a morning, seeing you are also a little tired, why don''t we go to the school garden in the afternoon to go shopping?" Xiaohong tempted to ask.


    Zhang Ran¡¯s face flashed a bit of hesitation, and hesitated to look at Xiaohong¡¯s eyes. He immediately changed his mouth and said, ¡°If you want to go, then we will go shopping.¡±


    There was a disappointment in Xiaohong¡¯s tone, Zhang Ran immediately After a conversation: "It¡¯s a little tired to go shopping. Go to the school park in the afternoon.


    If you are tired, you can find a place to take a break." "You are so good." Xiaohong looked at Zhang Ran with shame. Zhang Ranqi smiled, but said nothing.


    There are a lot of people in the garden of the school on Saturday, and it is also a pair of intimate people who fall in love. The sudden appearance of Zhang Ran and Xiao Hong undoubtedly added another scene to the garden. A tall, handsome man like a star, surrounded by a spherical body, short and fat, dark-skinned, rustic girl. This kind of combination can''t attract other people''s eyes, Xiaohong is full of happiness, and Zhang Ran''s eyes look around but it seems a bit painful.


    The benches in the garden always look very rare in the holiday. The two of them finally found a bench to sit down, and there were several girls whistling behind them: "Look, look, the handsome guy." The girl around is really ugly, I don¡¯t know if this handsome guy is looking at her. This is really a beautiful woman can¡¯t find a handsome guy. The handsome guy can¡¯t find a beautiful girl........¡± Several girls said from the front of him Passed by, there is no jealousy.


    One of them passed through Zhang Ran when he passed by, and made his body look more bumpy. Although these girls are not beautiful, they are all above. Their words were clearly passed to Xiaohong''s ears, and a strong sense of inferiority and anger made her fat face rise red.


    Zhang Ran felt the anger of Xiaohong, stood up and shouted to a few girls who had already gone: "A group of vulgar people, do you know what is beautiful? In my eyes, Xiaohong is a hundred times more beautiful than you, I am jealous. ~~ A group of lay people."


    He just finished, and in the distance came a girl with a high-profile eyebrows. She hadn¡¯t waited to go to the front, and she heard Zhang Ran¡¯s words. She suddenly became stiff and still a hundred meters away from them. The place stopped, and I looked at Zhang Ran and shouted: "Zhang Ran, are you talking about it? You, how can you abandon me so soon? I beg you, beg you to continue to be with me, you want to Let me do what I will do, just ask you to continue to be good with me."


    Xiaohong turned to look at it, the girl was yesterday with Zhang Ran and walked close to her Xiao Jie. Xiaohong was very nervous, as if he had grabbed Xiaojie¡¯s boyfriend. She was shocked by Xiao Jie¡¯s pleading. Already ready to accept the girl''s violent roar and madness.


    But what makes her strange is that Xiao Jiezi didn''t see her boyfriend being robbed like other girls. It would be sad, angry, painful, and weeping. Instead, there was an inexplicable fear in her eyes. She did not scream at Zhang Ran, nor did she scream at the wind. Instead, she was pleading for help. It was not Zhang who was doing the wrong thing but herself.


    There was only horror and uneasiness in her eyes. She looked forward to Zhang Ran, and Zhang Ran was silent for two minutes. She suddenly stood up and watched the girl smashed and said to her: "Xiaojie, I love you not, you are Xiaohong. You died this heart."


    Zhang Ran said this sentence, Xiao Jie suddenly shook all over the body, the fear in his eyes became more and more intense, she looked around in panic, just turned and left, suddenly a bunch of not far away A Santana next to the gravel galloped past, these stones are the decoration of the garden and have not had time to pull away. The driving portrait is a matter of urgency, and the speed has exceeded 70 meters. The galloping car tires pressed against a fast diamond-shaped pebbles. When the car quickly opened, the stones were splashed by the sides of the tires. A powerful force made the diamond-shaped stones roar like a smashing bullet. Come.


    And this stone was quickly hitting Xiao Xiao''s temple.


    "àÛ~~" sounded like a broken egg. Xiaojie¡¯s head was pierced with stones. The blood splattered, and then ¡°àÛͨ!!¡± fell to the ground sideways, but his eyes were so stunned. Looking at Zhang Ran and Xiao Hong.

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    A puff of blood splashed into Zhang Ran''s face, Zhang Ran suddenly stood up and tried to pull Xiao Jie, but she saw that she had fallen to the ground, he could not help but slammed his hand, his hand was also in the air, horrified Standing there, standing still. The surroundings seem to be very quiet and terrible. Everything became like slow motion, and Xiao Jie slowly fell. His eyes were full of panic, sadness, and a hint of hatred.


    Seeing a beautiful girl suddenly died in front of her, Xiaohong began to scream, her terrible lung capacity made the whole park hear her shouts in that corner, many students came here and surrounded A big circle, pointing at the little cleanliness lying on the ground.


    Anyone who sees Xiaojie has to admit that she is a beautiful woman and that she is a beautiful woman who will dress up in a youthful age. She can give anyone visual enjoyment, but it is because of this beauty when she is destroyed. The time is also the most terrible and scary. Xiaohong stared at the red and white liquid flowing out of Xiaojie''s head, recalling her beautiful youthful appearance yesterday, and couldn''t help but burst into the stomach.


    She suddenly turned around and retched a few times before she felt much better. But when she turned back, she saw that Zhang Ran couldn¡¯t stop shaking, his eyes widened, and there was no trace of blood on his face as if he had seen the most terrible thing in the world. Zhang Ran stood so quietly as if there was no soul. Xiaohong felt strange when he saw him. He could feel that Zhang Ran was very scared. He was afraid of reaching the extreme, but there was no sadness or sadness in his heart. Some were just fear.


    "Zhang Ran, are you okay?" asked Xiao Hong.


    Zhang Ran was asked by Xiao Hong, the feeling of fear was even stronger. In this hot weather, his forehead dropped a large, large bean-like sweat. He sat down on the ground and turned to look at Xiaohong, but his eyes were scattered. Xiaohong suddenly saw in his eyes only fear and a trace of sorrow and despair.


    The two men turned face to face and came over to a teacher in the distance. He opened the crowd and saw the situation. He took out a mobile phone and dialed a 110, and then directed several of the more robust male students to maintain order.


    "Wow, wow, wow, wow...." The harsh alarm bell rang, a 110 and a 120 ambulance came together, until this time Xiaohong and Zhang Ran woke up, she reached out and wanted to put Zhang Ran Picking up, I found that Zhang Ran¡¯s legs were soft, and Xiaohong¡¯s great effort was too hard to help him.


    There were three policemen and two doctors in the car. The police kept the doctor on the spot while checking the wounds of Xiaojie. They just looked at it. The doctor who checked Xiaojie stood up and sighed and shook his head. Then the police started taking pictures, not much. The work came again with a police car.


    The police and the doctor gathered together to discuss. The two doctors lifted Xiaojie¡¯s body back to the ambulance and quickly left. It was necessary to pull back to the hospital for further inspection. One of the policemen thanked the teacher who called, and then a policeman in his 30s who looked smart and strong and dressed in plain clothes went to Zhang Ran and Xiao Hong and asked seriously: "You are eyewitnesses?"


    Zhang Ran His face was pale and he couldn¡¯t speak. Xiaohong nodded her help.


    "First introduce myself, I am Xing Feng of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Municipal Bureau. You can call me Lao Xing. Now I have a few questions to ask you, I hope to cooperate with my work."


    Xing Feng''s face is very serious, Xiaohong sees After this battle, the biggest official she has ever seen in her life is the secretary of the village. She never thought that one day the police would ask herself so seriously. It was only a long time to speak: "This is an accident, we are sitting here and then She suddenly fell.¡±


    Xing Feng nodded and stared at her face as if she could see if she had lied. Xiaohong was very nervous when he saw it. He suddenly stood in the same place and didn''t know what to do. She only thought that the policeman''s eyes were so fierce that she could see through everything in her heart.


    Just when she was stared at by Xing Feng, Xing Feng nodded and continued to ask: "Do you know this girl?"


    This question suddenly asked Xiaohong, she saw this girl yesterday, and It seems that this girl has a deep relationship with her current boyfriend, Zhang Ran, but she has never spoken to Xiao Jie and has only seen it twice. It is not clear whether she knows her or not.


    Xing Feng saw her want to talk and hesitated, wrinkled her eyebrows: "Do you know the truth? Even if you don''t say we will find out."


    Xiaohong was scared by him, he did not dare to hesitate, he slammed these two The matter of the day was said from beginning to end. Xing Feng listened very seriously. He turned to the policeman who was always wearing a police uniform and told him a few words. Then he returned to the police station with Zhang Ran and Xiao Hong.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    Sitting in the police car, Xiaohong was very embarrassed. She didn''t expect to have a sweet dream this morning. In the afternoon, she became a nightmare to go to the police station. Looking at it again, sitting next to her, binocular, and stunned Zhang Ran. Suddenly I feel that this man is useless, and she is not as strong as a girl. The police car is flying fast, and the shops on both sides of the road are bustling and fleeting.


    When I arrived at the police station, the police separated the two people. Then a female police officer began to write a record for Xiaohong. At this time, Xiaohong would dare to hide anything. How did Zhang¡¯s and Xiaojie know how to start yesterday? I spoke together from beginning to end, and even Zhang Ran gave her a loose rose in the morning, and never forgot to say.


    The policewoman finished the transcript and went out. Xiaohong began to wait uneasily. Although she was somewhat uneasy, she was not afraid. She did not do anything bad. Everything was just an accident. She believed that the police would not take long to take it. Do everything.


    The waiting time is always very long, not to mention the time is not short, the accident is more than two in the afternoon, now it is more than five o''clock, no one is going to let her go out, stay in the quiet room, she seems to have Forgotten.


    I don''t know how long the door of the interrogation room was opened. The policewoman who gave her a transcript took her to an office. When she entered the door, she saw Xing Feng sitting behind a large desk and smoking. When the smoke waited for her, Zhang Ran also sat down on the opposite side of Xing Feng. His head was very low, and he did not say a word, like a child who made a mistake.


    Xing Feng saw Xiaohong coming in and pointed to the stool next to Zhang Ran, indicating that she sat down and watched Xiaohong nervously sit down and smothered the smoke in her hands. The eyes looked at them: "Things have been figured out." The reason is not to blame you, the owner of Santana has also found it. This is an accident, but I have something to say."


    Speaking of this Xingfeng silenced: "It is an accident no matter where you look at it, but from your confession, Zhang Ran is Xiaojie who just met yesterday, and today you become a small one again. Red boyfriend, I want to remind you that even if the university does not object to the object, but also have a sense of proportion, if it is not because of Xiaojie sad to find you two, it will not happen, young people, remember, life To be responsible to others, I


    am also responsible for me.¡± Xiaohong stunned. I didn¡¯t expect that things would be like this. It turned out that Zhang Ran and Xiao Jie didn¡¯t know one day, but why did he say he knew himself for a month? Knowing your basic information, what is going on?


    Xiaohong felt very annoyed. On this day, he was completely immersed in the excitement. He even forgot to ask Zhang Ran Xiaojie. At this time, he thought about it more and more.


    She was still thinking, Xing Feng, stood up and sighed: "It''s okay, let''s go."


    Xiaohong stood up and walked away, but turned to see Zhang Ran still a look of despair, but he thought he was pitiful. I thought about reaching out and helping Zhang to whisper to him: "It¡¯s okay, let''s go."


    Zhang Ranma stood up and walked with Xiaohong. Before he went out, he heard Xing Feng suddenly asked. One sentence: "Zhang Ran, I have had a lot of accidents recently. Have you met these five girls who have been in the accident recently?"


    Xing Feng asked this question, Zhang Ranggang recovered his bloody face and became pale. A soft fell to the ground.


    Xiaohong can''t remember how she got home. She only remembers how Zhang Ran softly helped him to help him. In the end, Xing Feng sent Zhang Ran back, and she took a car back.


    Back home is already more than eight o''clock in the evening, Xiaohong opened the door without turning on the lights, turned and lay in bed, watching the ceiling dull, everything today is like a bizarre dream, this dream is too bizarre, bizarre Like a story in a novel.


    At this time, her stomach was already hungry, but today she didn''t feel a little bit hungry. After lying in bed for more than half an hour, he realized that it was not a dream, everything happened, but everything happened. This is just an accident, no one can blame, blame only Xiao Jie unlucky.


    Xiaohong shook his head and opened it all. He stood up and poured himself a glass of water and opened the computer.


    Drinking water on the face network, Xiaohong is very natural to point to the next, the page to open the home page turned out to be the registration website she registered yesterday, the strange marriage dating network.


    Xiaohong feels very strange. She clearly remembers that her home page is Baidu. How suddenly did it become a singular marriage dating network? Can it be said that this is a malicious website with a virus? She looked at the page carefully and found that she was already logged in. This is not surprising. Many websites can remember personal IP and then keep the user''s login status.


    But what makes her strange is that there is a paragraph left to her in the most conspicuous position on the front page: Dear user Xiaohong, are you satisfied with the boyfriend who arranged the website for you today? Please be satisfied, we will not continue to serve. If you are not satisfied, please click No, please continue to choose the type you need.


    Xiaohong is completely stunned. Is it true that Zhang Ran suddenly said that he is his boyfriend and is arranged by the website?


    Is this too unbelievable? But if not, why does the website show such a line? Will you be satisfied with your satisfaction? How could Zhang Ran suddenly appear in front of his house, and he was still an ugly duckling that no one was willing to ignore yesterday, and Zhang Ran sent it to the door today. But if it is true, this website is also amazing, right?


    It¡¯s no coincidence that it¡¯s a coincidence that even if it¡¯s a coincidence, it¡¯s no coincidence that it¡¯s a coincidence. Do you want to continue to try it?


    Xiaohong stayed for a long time, looking at the two big characters on the front page, she was thinking that I was the point? Still?

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    The mouse turned between the little red palms, but the thoughts didn''t know where it was. Recalling this day''s encounter is really like making an unreal dream. She couldn''t help but lick her arm, and the strong pain made her know that it was all true.


    In the end, I am not satisfied with Zhang Ran? Little red thoughts. It is undeniable that Zhang Ran is indeed a handsome guy, a handsome guy whom any woman will see, and his vanity with him is the most satisfying. Think differently, maybe you just like this vanity? Do you like him?


    After thinking about the experience of today, Xiaohong suddenly felt very upset. Zhang Ran¡¯s character was not strong. This made her feel a little despised from the mountain, and Zhang Ran was too lucky. Yesterday, she was also good at Xiao Jie. Today Just come to yourself, is it that you will suffer from Xiao Jie in the future? This kind of thought made Xiaohong shudder.


    Suddenly she remembered the conversations of the girls in the park. They were uncomfortable for Zhang Ran. Such a boyfriend didn¡¯t save people''s minds, but Zhang Ran looked at his point? Why is he so good to himself? This point makes Xiaohong puzzling.


    Looking at the two simple Chinese characters on the screen, one is, one is no, Xiaohong is too late to decide.


    What kind of person do I like? Xiao Hong¡¯s thoughts, thinking about the appearance of a boy in his mind, is a teenager with a smile all day, poor but optimistic, he is handsome, sincere and stubborn.


    "Yang Fan, Yang Fan, Yang Fan....." Xiao Hong could not help but scream the name, but she also knew that Yang Fan could not look upon himself. Even if he could see himself, her family would not agree. Now that Xiaohong¡¯s family is not a few years ago, her father has gradually become different from before. When a person has money, the idea changes. Although her family is very sympathetic to Yang Fan, sympathy belongs to sympathy, once she is better with Yang Fan, the family will never agree, let alone Yang Fan does not look at himself.


    I thought that Xiaohong sighed and suddenly felt that the most precious thing was lost in my heart. When people are looking for their other half, they will involuntarily compare with others. In this contrast, Xiaohong feels that Zhang Ran is not suitable for himself. She suddenly remembered that in a magazine, too handsome boyfriend can not, you will exercise a lot of heart, and he will also cause a lot of trouble. This little red is deeply touched, and this day, a girl has already died, and she has also entered the police station.


    I don¡¯t hesitate to think of Xiaohong again. I grabbed the mouse and clicked it. The mouse changed a bit and the whole page changed. It became the selection page she saw yesterday, but there are only nine options left on the page today. She thought it would look Take a look, look carefully one by one, but only on the web, 1, gentle. 2, considerate. 3, rich type. 4, steady and heavy. 5, the sun type. 6, talented. 7, career type. 8, romantic. 9, mature type. And the handsome type he chose yesterday, disappeared without a trace.


    Can you say that you have chosen not to choose? Xiaohong thought about it and didn''t take it seriously. Even if the handsome type is gone, there are still too many choices for himself. So many can always find a suitable one. Anyway, the website says, it will always let the customer find satisfaction. Since that is so polite?


    Xiaohong thought about it and felt that the gentle type is also good. Looking for a gentle and considerate boyfriend is better for himself. Is it better to be better than him? For so many years, the boy has never been gentle with himself. Now it is time to enjoy the gentleness. I don¡¯t hesitate to think about it, and I have a gentle look.


    Just like yesterday, the mouse quickly goes to a page with only a few big characters. Your choice website has been recorded, please be patient. Then go back to the home page.


    Xiaohong stretched out and finally chose the type he wanted. Zhang Ran is not the arrangement of the website. It will be seen tomorrow. Even if Zhang Ran is not the arrangement of the website, she decided not to ignore him. The red heart felt very solid, shutting down the computer to wash.


    She stood up and turned into the bathroom. The computer screen that had been shut down suddenly flashed a bit, then automatically turned on, the link network, ie was opened, and the page that was opened was the singular marriage network, and then his keyboard was silent. The sound moved, like what was being written. The keyboard is extremely fast, and it has already filled the entire screen in a few tens of seconds. Then the computer automatically shuts down, everything seems to have happened.


    Xiaohong washed her face and found no abnormalities. She turned on the desk lamp on the bedside table and wanted to see the book and sleep again. But today, the desk lamp is like flashing power, which is like flashing power. In desperation, she turns off. The desk lamp is covered with a quilt to sleep.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Perhaps the things that happened during the day were too bizarre. Xiaohong lying in bed couldn''t sleep. She closed her eyes and thought about her thoughts. I thought about it. Slow brains are scenes with Yang Fan when I was young. Thinking of Yang Fan¡¯s secret sigh in her heart, Yang Fan¡¯s father is not pitiful enough. Who knows that a fire has taken away his mother, and he doesn¡¯t know how he is doing now? She listened to her mother and her aunts and said that Yang Fan was a nemesis. He used to kill his father. Now he has killed his mother. He also said that he was so big that he was not burning at all. It was a disaster star.


    Of course, she does not believe this statement, but she has always been a pity for Yang Fan. A person who has studied so well is admitted to the university but can¡¯t go up. It¡¯s really sad, I don¡¯t know how he is doing now? Is it to stay in the forest farm or come out to work? But in any case, I will silently wish that the days after Yang Fan will be smooth.


    Thinking, thinking, drowsiness came up, and the little red sleep.


    I don''t know how long it took to sleep in the little red as if I went back to the forest farm and went to step on the mushroom with Yang Fan. The two laughed and sang cheerfully, and the sun shone on the faces of the two people, and they warmed themselves. This feeling is quite pleasant. Yang Fan''s technique for finding mushrooms is quite brilliant. It didn''t take long to find a mushroom ring. There is a very strange phenomenon in the northeast. When you pick a mushroom, just find a mushroom ring. Don''t go far. Look for it near this mushroom circle. One.


    Yang Fan smiled and asked her to pick the mushrooms here. She went to find another mushroom ring. She happily promised to take one mushroom after another and put it in her wicker basket. However, after a long time, Yang Fan still didn¡¯t come back, her heart suddenly I felt a little flustered, and I wanted to shout, but suddenly she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn¡¯t scream a little bit of noise. What¡¯s even more strange is that she couldn¡¯t move. She shouted for her strength and tried hard. Let yourself move, but the whole person suddenly moves like a zombie and can''t move.


    This feeling lasted for a long time, and her mind suddenly raised an idea. I was not a ghost presser, but the sky was clear, and the squirrel passed under my feet. How could this environment be a ghost press?


    Her heart became more and more flustered, she wanted to shout, she couldn¡¯t scream. I want to move, I can¡¯t move.


    Just as she was about to collapse, a figure came out of the woods, and her heart was full of surprises. As long as Yang Fan saw himself, he would find a way to restore himself to normal.


    The figure turned her back to her and approached her. Almost in the blink of an eye, she came to her. She stared at the figure and couldn¡¯t understand why Yang Fan would go back to herself. She tried to yell and let Yang Fan see herself. At the time, the figure suddenly turned around.


    At this time, she saw clearly that this person is not Yang Fan, but it is Zhang Ran, and Zhang Ran is not handsome and handsome in the daytime, but the seven bleeds, the whole body keeps dropping his muscles, one fast, one-piece, and piece.


    His body is slow and bloody, the brand-name suit has been ruined, and the hair is messy and ugly. When Zhang Ran slowly turns over the other half of the face, she suddenly finds that Zhang Yan¡¯s other half is empty and nothing. There is only half of the face left. Looking at such a scary Zhang Ran, she couldn''t help but "ah....." screamed and closed her eyes.


    At this time her heart was full of horror, fear of the extreme, but after a long time nothing happened, she opened her eyes a little bit in front of the forest is not the way, but to the garden in the school.


    There is no one in the garden, no wind, no sound as if the time has stopped, Xiaohong looked around in horror, hoping to find a living thing, even if a mouse smashed, so that she can give her Great comfort. But she soon disappointed, because she suddenly found that even the leaves of the willows in the garden were motionless.


    She looked around in horror and found that it was the place where she and Zhang Ran sat yesterday. This feeling made her feel terrible. She couldn¡¯t help but look at the place where Xiaojie fell yesterday but found that Xiao Jie was reclining. Looking at myself on the floor with big eyes.


    She wants to run, but finds that she still can''t move, wants to shout, and still can''t make any sound in her mouth. At this time, Xiaojie lying on the ground suddenly moved a little, Xiaojie stood up a little, head There was a white, red, and yellow liquid flowing out of the small black hole. Xiaojie stood up like a zombie in the movie, and his head still looked at her without blinking.


    She felt the incomparable fear. She could only watch Xiaojie step by step, step by step, approaching herself. Xiaojie walked slowly but still came to her eyes. Then Xiaojie suddenly grinned and smiled at her. This smile is so insidious and The viciousness caused her to involuntarily fight a cold war from her heart, and then Xiao Jie slowly reached out and grabbed his neck. She had already felt that Xiaojie¡¯s hands were as dry as dead trees. And the feeling of gloomy ice was immediately spread throughout her body.


    At this


    moment, the doorbell of her house suddenly rang. " ¶£ßË...¶£ßË....." The doorbell rang, and Xiaojie¡¯s hands were quickly shrunk back like hot, and then the little red stiff body suddenly moved. She yelled and opened her eyes, and the sunlight outside the window shone through the curtains.


    Xiaohong was sitting in bed in horror, but the cold sweat on his forehead kept falling.


    She looked around in vain, it turned out to be just a nightmare.


    "¶£ßË...¶£ßË....." The doorbell is still ringing, as if she didn''t open the door, it will keep ringing. Xiaohong smashed out the gods, quickly dressed, opened the door, and stood outside the door. The boy in glasses, holding a white lily in his hand, looked at her nervously: "Xiaohong, I am coming to see you."