Opening: Minato became my brother

The sky seemed to be stained black by spilled ink, weighing heavily on the earth. The endless darkness was like a huge net, tightly wrapping everything in it.

The sounds of wind and rain mixed together, like a thrilling piece of horror music, which made people shudder.

The bone-chilling frost mercilessly corroded every inch of Yue Le's skin, bringing waves of pain.

This should have been the home for human beings to survive, but at this moment, the sense of security that Yue Le once felt was gradually disappearing in this endless darkness and cold.

Fear of the unknown often erodes people's hearts, especially for the young Yue Le, this fear is infinitely magnified.

As night falls, the whole village is shrouded in a strange and gloomy atmosphere.

Yue Le held the faint light tightly in his hand and moved forward step by step fearfully.

At this moment, his whole body was soaked by the heavy rain. The biting cold was like a demon, continuously attacking from all directions, madly devouring the little warmth left in his body.

Suddenly, Yue Le's hand touched a texture that was completely different from the wooden house. He stopped and nervously stretched out his little hand covered with black ash, groping for the paper-covered window in front of him.

He gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to push open the window and climb into the house.

However, the moment he exerted force, there was a crisp "hiss" sound, and the fragile window shattered instantly.

The sharp wooden thorn pierced into Yue Le's palm like a ferocious fang. A sharp pain came over him and he involuntarily retracted his injured finger.

After a short rest, Yue Le tried to pull out the wooden thorns, but they were like solid shields embedded in the windows, motionless.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to break the wood.

Drops of water slid down Yue Le's cheeks, blurring his vision. He couldn't tell whether they were tears or rain.

His lips turned blue and his body grew colder and colder, as if wrapped in ice.

Helplessly, Yue Le could only continue to grope forward in the dark. The pitch-black night made it difficult for him to move forward, and he might fall if he was not careful. After a long time, he finally found the main door to the house.

As night fell, the rain outside became heavier and heavier. The raindrops hit the gravel table violently, splashing on Yue Le's legs, bringing waves of coldness.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, a huge pale arc of lightning streaked across the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire world.

This is a door with strange pictures of gods pasted on it, perhaps to pray for peace.

However, this ancient wooden door had been smashed open, half of it was tilted and half-closed, as if opening its arms to Yue Le; the other half fell to the ground, with mud marks remaining on it.

Perhaps, the gods will not protect the suffering...

With a grin, Yue Le seemed to be laughing silently.

God? Buddha?

He had been weak since childhood, and his family had prayed to countless gods and Buddhas and donated countless silver and money for him. Even during the time he was kidnapped, he prayed devoutly, hoping to escape from the abyss.

Oh, faith...

With the help of the light of lightning, Yue Le looked around the house. This was not a house at all, but a dilapidated rural wooden house.

Tables, chairs and benches that had been smashed to pieces were lying all over the ground, as if they were crying silently too.

The house was in a mess, with traces of vandalism everywhere. Yue Le's heart instantly sank, and she no longer had any hope for this exploration.

However, he did not give up. He picked himself up and began to explore the house carefully.

While groping, with the help of occasional flashes of lightning, Yue Le finally found a box of matches and some charcoal near the pots and pans against the wall. This was simply a ray of light in the darkness!

He held these treasures in his hands as if they were treasures, moved a little away from the door, and lit a match in a relatively sheltered corner.

The charcoal fire was ignited instantly, and the blazing flames illuminated the entire corner, warming Yue Le's almost desperate heart. The scorching flames made Yue Le feel extremely comfortable, as if she had found an oasis in the desert.

He knew very well that making a fire in such a strange and unknown place was an extremely dangerous and irrational thing to do.

But he had no choice.

If he doesn't light a fire to keep warm tonight, given his current physical condition, he might not be able to survive this cold night.

As the fire rose, Yue Le took off her wet clothes without hesitation, put them on the relatively intact wooden stool nearby, and dried them in the blazing fire.

Wearing wet clothes for a long time will inevitably lead to illness, and getting sick in such a harsh environment means that the risk of death will increase exponentially.

Surrounded by light and warmth, Yue Le's fear gradually dissipated.

In the light of the fire, he roughly searched the house and found a dusty pickled fish only the size of a palm in the corner of the broken rice jar.

Apart from this, there is nothing else to fill my stomach.

Fortunately, however, he unexpectedly found some earthenware utensils for cooking and a jar of water that was only half full.

Perhaps the robbers also needed water to quench their thirst, so the water jar was spared from damage.

The house was in a mess, obviously it had been hastily looted. There were traces of arson and wanton destruction everywhere, but what was surprising was that there was no corpse or blood on the ground, and there was almost no food left for Yue Le to eat.

Seeing this, Yue Le became alert. He thought that this place might have been unstable to begin with, and the people had long been accustomed to being alert at all times and being prepared to flee at any time.

However, the situation must have been extremely urgent and hasty, so that they had no time to even check and search, let alone take the ironware away.

After all, considering the living environment of this family, if the situation was not extremely urgent, they would not easily abandon important materials such as ironware.

Yue Le couldn't help but feel confused at this moment, because he could not find any trace of electrical equipment. Even all the furnishings inside and outside the house were very different from the modern society in his memory, as if two completely different eras were forcibly separated.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, making him confused and puzzled.

"Where on earth is this place..."

Staring blankly at the fire, Yue Le looked dazed.

Why did he appear here alive when he was clearly dead, and live in another person's body? Is he traveling through time?

A rich aroma of fish soup wafted into his nose, like a gentle hand, gently patting Yue Le's cheek, pulling him back to reality from his trance.

He silently put the salted fish into the hanging pot, added some clean water from the tank, and then waited quietly.

Although Yuele is still a young child, he is very adaptable.

However, when the aroma of the fish soup entered his nostrils, the deep longing for his family surged into his heart like a flood that broke through a dam, and could not be stopped.

Tears rolled down his eyes like pearls from a broken string.

She curled up tightly, hugged her legs, and sobbed softly, as if she wanted to cry out all the loneliness and longing.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Yue Le finally cried herself to exhaustion.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, collected a small wooden bowl from around, and carefully scooped up a bowl of fish soup.

The soup was clear and transparent, with a slight layer of oil stains and wisps of white mist rising. Yue Le saw her own thin face in this light fish soup.

Fighting back the rumbling hunger, I blew gently at the fish soup, trying to cool it down a little.

Before long, he couldn't hold back his hunger any longer, and regardless of whether the fish soup was hot or not, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The hot soup slid down his throat, irritating him so much that he couldn't help coughing.

The burning sensation spread from his mouth to his throat, and the scalding sensation made him breathe heavily.

The worn-out wooden bowl with scratches all over it in his hand suddenly lost balance and fell heavily to the ground.

In an instant, the soup splashed everywhere, turning into countless tiny droplets that fell all over the ground, and a faint smell of fish soup spread.

Yue Le grimaced due to the burns, but still endured the pain. Feeling the remaining burning sensation in her mouth and the heat on the back of her hands, tears welled up in her eyes again, blurring her vision.

However, this time he did not burst into tears like usual, but just silently wiped away the tears that had not yet condensed into beads with the back of his hand.

Bending down and picking up the bowl that was half broken, Yue Le looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then scooped another half bowl of hot soup.

This time, Yue Le carefully fished out the salted fish that had long been shriveled and tasteless, stared at it for a moment, left the tail part in the bowl, and put the rest back into the pot.

Picking up the bowl, he drank the delicious fish soup in small sips, while carefully savoring the only remaining piece of fish tail.

This piece of salted fish in this damp corner may no longer be edible, but Yue Le has no other choice.

Every bite he swallowed tasted slightly bitter, but the warmth in his stomach made him reluctant to waste a single bite.

After a moment, Yue Le stopped and wiped the tears that kept oozing from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve. She bit the fish tail tightly and chewed it with all her strength, letting the strong fishy smell spread in her mouth.

As the last drop of fish soup went down her throat, the feeling of fullness made Yue Le feel unprecedented satisfaction.

At this moment, he was confused and even frightened by what was happening before his eyes.

Shaking his head, he didn't have the energy to think about these things right now. His first goal now was to survive, and then find a way home.

The many questions were like steel needles piercing his head, making him dizzy and painful.

He has been fighting against illness since he was young. Although he is the favorite of the family, his family is very strict with him. According to his family, only strict requirements can enable him to develop a strong body.

Although the fact is that it is useless.

As for the ending, it didn't seem to have much impact on Yue Le, but it made his temperament a little tougher.

Although this body was malnourished, it did not seem as bad as imagined.

After eating and drinking, Yue Le leaned tiredly against the fire. The mental and physical exhaustion made him feel sleepy and it seemed as if he would swallow him whole.

Not long after, Yue Le felt his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Yue Le was awakened by gusts of cold wind, and the cold feeling woke him up from his sleep.

Feeling the extremely cold surroundings, he was shivering all over, and hurriedly put on the clothes that he had placed by the fire last night to dry, which were now completely dry.

I stood up and looked outside, only to see that the sky was still gloomy and the rain was falling heavily, with no sign of stopping.

"Gululu..."

A low bowel sound suddenly sounded. I touched my stomach and it began to protest.

The nutrients provided by the small fish he ate yesterday were far from meeting the needs of his body's growth and could only temporarily satisfy his hunger.

He smashed the wooden furniture in the room, found some straw and twigs to light a bonfire, and drank the little remaining fish soup.