Just when Jiang Lian thought he would die in the water ball, he suddenly felt a huge suction force coming, and his whole body could not help but be pushed out of the water ball and fell heavily to the ground.

The fall was unprepared and made the stars in front of him sway, but when his tentacles touched Meng Qianzi's blood, he felt cold and sticky, he woke up instantly, and his hands and feet crawled to her side. At a glance, he saw two flesh and blood on her legs, and the blood flowed out of the wound.

Jiang Lian was panicked and rushed to pull the mountain ghost basket. After touching it, he remembered that he had just abandoned it. Now he was really unarmed and had no tools to even tear clothes and bandage them.

He pulled up the hem of the T-shirt he was wearing in his coat, bit it tightly with his teeth, and then pulled it hard one by one, wrapping it with both hands, then reached out to touch her heart, the hole was cold, and he had just soaked in the water ball, his heart was so chaotic that he couldn't calm down, and he couldn't touch the warmth for a while, and he couldn't touch the heartbeat for a while, and his forehead was so panicked that he had sweated down.

I went to test her neck movement again, but I forgot which place to cut the neck movement, and I just looked back and forth between her neck, and asked myself in my heart: Why can't I cut it? Why can't I cut it?

Suddenly, his fingers reached a very faint ups and downs. At that moment, he didn't even realize what was going on. He was stunned for a moment, and instantly became ecstatic. He hugged her body in his arms and kept calling her: "Qianzi, Qianzi."

After a pause, he held her hands and pointed each other, slowly rubbed her cold fingertips.

Moreover, Tongsheng is a corpse-driver and often talks about dead people. In fact, most of them are just spreading rumors, but Jiang Lian has been used to listening since he was a child, so he remembered it.

For example, Kuang Tongsheng would say that when a person dies, his hands and feet start to cool down, and then they will get into his heart bit by bit. So if he doesn't want to die, he has to rub and warm her fingertips, pinch her and prick her, and pinch her consciousness back.

For example, when the soul is swaying away from her body, she is in a daze and cannot tell the direction. At this time, you have to call her, constantly call her, even if the throat is bleeding, you have to continue - your voice is a rope that can tie her up and pull it back.

Jiang Lian actually didn't believe this, so he turned around and bit his ears with Meiying or Wei Biao, saying that God is a feudal superstitious person again.

But now, he is also superstitious. Only when things come to him can he know what it means to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard Meng Qianzi murmur softly.

Jiang Lian felt his eyes were hot, but he didn't dare to look down. He was afraid that he was hallucinating his hearing. He hugged her tighter and asked tentatively: "Qianzi?"

He pricked up his ears and grabbed all the faint sounds in the hole. Finally, he heard her calling him: "Does Jiang Lian?"

Jiang Lian's heart fell back to the point of reality, and forgot to speak, but he just stopped nodding. When he looked down, he saw her slightly closed her eyes, her face pale and her lips were pale.

She whispered: "I dreamed that I was burned by fire, but I was very cold and my whole body was in pain."

Jiang Lian stretched out his hand and gently brushed away a few strands of her hair that were stuck to her face: "It's not that she was burned by fire, but that she was injured. The crocodile teeth were hanging on your leg, so she was injured. It's okay, a minor injury."

It's okay, minor injuries.

This is not just for her to hear, but for herself.

Meng Qianzi's eyes slightly opened a crack. Her head was heavy, her consciousness was like a stone, and it was falling down to the lower part. Her eyes were also weak. Looking at the portrait, she looked at the heavy shadows, everything around her was light, as if she was about to float up the next moment.

"Are you the only one?"

Jiang Lian said: "Everyone wants to come. I am the smartest, so I'll come first."

A weak smile flashed across Meng Qianzi's lips. She closed her eyes and said, "I'm talking nonsense again. Everyone wants to come here."

Seeing that her breath was getting weaker, Jiang Lian saw her eyes closed again, and felt a little shocked and shook her body quickly: "Qianzi, don't sleep, talk to me."

Meng Qianzi felt exhausted, so tired that she couldn't even open her eyelids. She said softly: "I'll sleep for a while, you'll call me later."

Jiang Lian knew that when she let her sleep, she might never wake up again. She was so anxious that she sweated coldly on her back. She tried her best to make a conversation and said to her: "Qianzi, I just saw your seventh mother, your seventh mother... is so amazing, I almost tied me up."

This time, it really attracted her a little attention: "My Qi Mom, has she made things difficult for you? She is just like this, her words are very bad, but she is actually not bad. If she says... it sounds ugly, don't take it to your heart."

Jiang Lianxiao: "No, I have to eat like this, I haven't heard any bad words? If you have ever seen someone who kicked you a few times for a piece of cake, what's the point of hearing something bad?"

He hoped that she would be interested in this matter, so that he could exaggerate how he was kicked back then and how he rolled several times to arouse her interest and make her more energetic. However, Meng Qianzi just said no, and stopped talking.

Jiang Lian couldn't help but talk to her, saying that the water ghost was coming soon, and then Meng Jinsong didn't even let go of the big fake, and was waiting on the top, but it didn't seem to work. Her eyes became more and more lazy to open, and her voice seemed to roll in her throat. At the end, she didn't even have a um.

Jiang Lian could feel her body softening and she was about to go to bed again.

He pinched her back hard, saw her suddenly frowning her eyebrows due to the pain, and asked her: "Qianzi, have I told you about my mother?"

Meng Qianzi was stunned for a moment.

Her drooping hands slowly hooked Jiang Lian's clothes, opened her eyes to look at him: "Don't you remember?"

She specifically asked Kuang Meiying, who said that Jiang Lian was too young at that time and did not remember it, and he had never mentioned anything from home about his childhood to anyone.

Jiang Lian said: "Remember, remember very clearly."

***

He was still young at that time and lived in a very poor mountain village. There was no such thing as a name. His friends called him charcoal head and would point at the charcoal slag to make fun of him.

My father is a lame man in his forties or fifties. He is very fierce and dark. He likes to drink. He always holds a pair of iron pliers in his hand. He will suddenly get angry and have no brains to pick up the iron pliers and throw them on him.

Whenever he was beaten, the second aunt of Crazy would rush out to rescue him and get beaten for him. She was a very sloppy woman, with a disheveled face, working all day long, guarding the stove to burn the fire. When her father beat her, she would beat her extremely fiercely, calling her a hen that would not lay eggs, and occasionally, she would yell at her son for being a cheap one.

He has no mother, and everyone says he is dead, but secretly, some people in the village will mutter, he has heard of it several times, and those people say that the crazy second aunt is his mother.

He was a little curious and asked Aunt Crazy Second when he went back. Aunt Crazy Second would only laugh, and drool in the corner of his lips. He felt disgusted, and he felt that it would be embarrassing to have such a mother. He never asked again.

Actually, if you look closely, Crazy Aunt is very beautiful, sometimes... she is also very elegant, and is out of place with this village and that father.

***

Meng Qianzi was impressed and used all her strength to listen to the story. She asked him in a daze: "Are you abducted by your second aunt? You drove crazy?"

Jiang Lian was a little lost: "I don't know, I don't know. When I was a child, I looked down on her crazy and would throw stones at her, spit on her, and deliberately teased her. She never got angry, she would just look at you and smile foolishly."

"But later, you know she is good to you, so you won't bully her."

***

Crazy Auntie likes to take him to play hide-and-seek with him, but he quickly got tired of it because Crazy Auntie hides in a cave every time, covering her face with branches, as if he can't see it.

A madman is always a madman.

Then, that night.

It was a winter night. Before going to bed, he was just scratched by his drunk father, who was lying down crying and howling. He still remembered that when he was asleep, the pillow towel was wet, and the wind outside was whistling, making the window paper fall.

In the middle of the night, he was awakened.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the crazy second aunt.

Crazy Auntie is not crazy. She has washed her hair and tied it neatly, wearing summer and autumn clothes that people in the city have never seen before.

It’s such a cold day, isn’t Crazy Aunt cold?

He looked at the crazed Aunt's thin and curved eyebrows and found that her eyes were very bright today, which was different from any time on weekdays, and it was full of burning light.

She was like fiddling with a doll, regardless of whether he was comfortable or not, and was stiffly dressing him, wearing thick cotton jackets, old cotton shoes, and ripped scarfs, as if he was about to travel far away.

He was confused and glanced at him and saw a cloth pocket at the head of the bed, filled with big white steamed buns and colorful fruit candy.

Crazy Aunt peeled a piece of fruit candy and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "Ah, listen to me, you may not understand what I said next, but you have to remember every sentence - if you read and understand things in the future, you will understand."

He had never seen Aunt Crazy and Second Antony so serious, and looked at her with a blank expression, and even forgot to chew the fruit candy in her mouth.

I only remember that the candy seemed to be citrus-flavored.

She said: "I am your mother, but that person..."

She was spitting on her face and spat: "It's not your father. Your surname is Jiang, and your name is Jiang Lian. The river of the big river is a savor. It's a savor that makes steel."

"You want to leave, the cave where I always take you to play hide-and-seek. Don't be so dark, keep walking in. There is a dog hole. You are small and can get out."

"If you get out, it's a road. You keep running along the road, run out, don't look back, don't look back in your life."

"Your father was killed. Mom has been guilty for so many years. Mom wants to take revenge with her own hands. You don't have to worry about it, and you don't have to come back to inquire about this matter in the future. Mom will finish everything. You run out and forget about it. Just run forward and you have to have a clean life."

Speaking of this, Crazy Aunt picked up the cloth pocket with one hand and pulled him out with the other. He was dragged to stumble.

As soon as the door opened, the wind whistled, and the villagers were asleep. It was so dark outside, and only this room was still on.

He wanted to go back to the house.

But the second aunt of Crazy Aunt blocked the door, like a door god, she stuffed her cloth pocket into his arms and said, "Go, go now."

He pushed him while saying that.

He hugged his cloth pocket tightly, staggered, and stood still.

Crazy Aunt squatted down and gently called him: "Jiang Lian."

"Don't be afraid, I know you are young, you will be afraid by yourself. You may suffer a lot of injuries, be bullied, and be unable to eat, but your mother can't accompany you anymore. You must be smart and brave. When something is wrong, you run away and keep running."

"Your life is not here, and my mother can't give you it, but my mother wishes you, and I hope your heart is as good as a river, and you will become steel after you have been tempered. Don't hate you, and don't think that the world owes you. Live well. In the future, you will definitely meet someone you think is worthy and live the most happy life..."

He couldn't understand, so he just held his cloth pocket and wanted to cry.

Crazy Aunt lowered her hand and saw that she had a sharp sharp knife in her hand.

She said, "Don't you leave? If you don't leave, I'll kill you."

Because of fear, he finally walked in tears and turned around when he ran about ten meters away. Seeing that the second aunt in Crazy was crying, but she quickly wiped away her tears with her hand holding the knife, stepped into the room, and slammed the door.

The door was closed to him forever from then on, and he could only run and run forward desperately.

He fell and climbed through the dark cave, and then through the dog hole that only children could drill. Sure enough, there was a road, a road he had never seen before, winding, nine-turn chains, like thin lines gently tied up the undulating mountains. He didn't know where this road leads to.

But, run.

He hugged his cloth pocket tightly and ran away. In the sky, the clouds gathered together, beside him, the shadows of trees swayed, the mountains and fields were everywhere, and the sound of insects was shattered - he always thought that there were no insects in winter.

When he passed a sharp turn, he seemed to feel something, and suddenly stopped and looked into the depths of the valley.

At the end of his sight, he saw a ball of leaping flames, torn by the strong wind, and spreading freely on the ink-black painting paper.
To be continued...