rise up and play

I moved by luck and ran to the place just now at the fastest speed.

The journey was unhindered, and I arrived under the tree again. As expected, the bone hairpin was lying quietly in the shallow grass. I picked it up and put it carefully in my arms, and I left at a very fast speed.

Suddenly, a few dozen steps away, a black figure rushed from the side, and I even smelled the smoky stench from its mouth.

He dodged sideways, but was still knocked out abruptly, and three bloodstains were drawn on his left arm.

I hurriedly rolled to the ground, squatted down and looked over.

The guess is correct, it is indeed a hungry tiger, with a scarred body and dirty fur, only the pair of wild eyes shoot a sharp light when facing the prey.

We stared at each other without moving, the invisible bow in our body was fully drawn.Once the opponent has a flaw, he will give a dedicated blow.

At this moment, there is no love, no resentment, only the most natural law, must live.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet, save for the rustling of the leaves.

The tiger began to walk back and forth anxiously, but stared at me with no murderous eyes.

I can't run, I can't bite, and I'm not sure about my strength.

At this time, I thanked Master for teaching me how to transform a dozen kinds of scorpions attached to my body into hundreds of kinds.

Poisoning an animal must go into its flesh and blood, so I have to fight to the death.

I took out the knife behind my feet and smeared it with poison. I took a deep breath and went forward.

The sharp claws that passed close to me, and the sharp teeth that grazed the ears, caused a sharp pain in my shoulder, and I stabbed the knife for the last time. . .

. . .

My whole body was wet, never knew I could bleed so much.

The hungry tiger's body was lying in the distance, not yet cold, and its posture seemed to be asleep.

I use the gentlest but also the fastest and strongest poison.

The king of the forest, its obsession with life almost makes me worship, even in the end, its eyes have become lax due to poison, it has tried its best to bite my shoulder fiercely, like a loyal general on the battlefield , Even if you die, you have to fight until the last moment.

In the past, I had no concept of life and death, only strength and weakness, and sometimes I even felt that death might be a kind of relief.But when he was really about to be killed, he desperately wanted to live. That had nothing to do with survival, but he couldn't accept such an easy death.

Now, I want to live, and I want to live for a long, long time.

There is a connection in my heart, and I am no longer floating. This kind of steadfastness makes me reluctant to let go.

After not killing for a long time, the pain in his body has never been numb, and he screamed frantically.

I can't rest, and once I stop, I never have the strength to get up again.

It didn't take a moment to come, but it was like walking thousands of miles back.

God finally took pity on me and did not give me any other trials.

It wasn't long before I went, and it was still dark.

Seeing the villagers, they couldn't hold on anymore after walking a few steps, and fell down without shouting.

When the villagers found me, they hurried over. I touched my bosom, and the bone hairpin was lying on it.

I smiled, it must have been soaked in blood.

Soon, he lost consciousness.

. . .

I had a dream.

Green willows in the pool, a small pavilion stands tall, a pot of sake, and the sun is slightly smoky.

I looked at the small boat in the pool, the clear water and the wind play.

Someone came after himself, and I didn't need to look back to know who he was.

Smiling knowingly, he hugged me and called:

"Rouge...Rouge...Rouge..."

. . .

"Rouge...you wake up..."

"...Rouge...I won't be angry with you anymore...whatever you do, how you do it, I won't be angry with you anymore..."

"I made you a lot of delicious food, you must have never eaten it..."

Something warm slipped across my hand, and I chuckled in my heart, this is the first time I saw this man cry.

"Rouge...Rouge...how can you be so cruel, you might as well kill me."

I closed my eyes, chuckled, and said weakly:

"Your life is mine."

The voice was hoarse and very strange, I don't know how many days have passed.

Slowly opening his eyes, it was Lin Wenyang's stunned expression.

His eyes were red and swollen and wide, as if I would disappear in the blink of an eye.

I laughed out loud.

He lost weight. . .Very haggard.

"... Big... Doctor... Doctor!!!"

Lin Wenyang came back to his senses and turned his head to shout outside, his voice hoarse.

At this time, the body gradually regained consciousness, and the overwhelming pain swept over, every place was throbbing, as if being bitten by the bone, and the cold sweat fell down one after another.

I stopped laughing and frowned.

"Rouge... what's wrong, what's wrong?"

I tried my best to hold my breath, and spit out:

"pain..."

As soon as these words came out, he seemed to get agitated, as if he was about to get angry, and then he endured it stubbornly, almost gritting his teeth and said:

"How can it not hurt... If you push harder, your bones will be broken."

"A few days ago... the doctor said that you lost a lot of blood and suffered such a serious injury... I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's..."

"I'm not doing well. I'm overwhelmed."

"Rouge! Are you happy to kill me!"

Lin Wenyang yelled at me violently.

"Hey, hey... the patient just woke up, what are you shouting for!"

An old man approached with a reprimand.

Lin Wenyang stepped aside obediently.

"Aren't you going to cook? I haven't eaten for a few days." The doctor took his pulse and breathed a sigh of relief.

He had no choice but to move out the door reluctantly.

"You are really lucky. If it were an ordinary person, you would have died long ago."

The doctor looked at me earnestly, with a complicated expression on his face.

"If you don't wake up again, it's time for that kid to lie down."

"How many days?"

"Today is the eighth day, and I was dragged here by that kid in the middle of the night. Really!"

"..."

"It's good if you can wake up. According to your physique, you can walk and move after lying down for about ten days. The king of poison with white faces."

I immediately lowered my eyes and looked at him warily.

He shook, with an unnatural expression on his face, and said:

"Is there anyone who can casually carry so many highly poisonous substances on him? Don't worry, I have no grudges against you, and if I kill you, a public enemy of the martial arts, that kid will not cut me into pieces, I don't want to die so early."

I didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'm going out, I'll come in again if I have something to do, if I really want to do something, I won't save you."

After the doctor finished speaking, he went out.

I relaxed a little, the pain in my body doubled and tossed me, and I was a little confused.

Lin Wenyang made porridge, and only ate something under my stubbornness and threats.

Afterwards, he cleaned up my body and changed my dressing. After working for a long time, he sat down by the bed again at nightfall.

He kept staring at me, and I looked at him, and neither of them spoke.

After a long time, he kissed the back of my hand.

"Rouge, don't leave me."

"Ah."

"Stop doing stupid things."

"Stupid thing?"

Lin Wenyang smiled helplessly, and took out something from his bosom.

The bone hairpin turned into a light red bone hairpin.

I joke:

"This is mine."

"No, it's mine, it's mine forever. You're the same, you're mine too."

"I never knew you were so overbearing."

"You just didn't realize it. I'll let you know in the future that it's scary for me to be overbearing."

"Oh, I'll wait and see."

"Well...you go to sleep, I've been here all the time."

I shook my head, sighed, and said seriously:

"You can choose whether to sleep here or go to your bed. If you don't listen, I will accompany you."

"Rouge... I don't feel tired looking at you at all, and you must know that I can't fall asleep no matter what."

I didn't speak, just looked at him gently, expressing my persistence silently.

a long time.

"Hey, well, I'll lie on your stomach next to your bed, if you need anything, just call me."

"Ah."

After finishing speaking, Lin Wenyang took my hand and leaned against the bed.

He was exhausted and soon fell asleep.

Looking at his thin face, I felt peace and tranquility that I had never felt before.

How could I not call this home, or rather, home is where he is.

Some hated their stupid insecurities, and I had no reason to doubt him.

So, be together, be together forever.I smiled lightly and whispered:

"Wen Yang, you did it, I can never leave you again."

The sleeping person showed a faint smile, as if he heard it.

. . .

After more than a month, I was finally able to move freely and recovered well, but the serious injury still needed some time to recuperate.Lin Wenyang said that he wanted to find a secluded place to build a small house, just the two of us, and die slowly.

I smiled and said yes.

We left with the doctor, and the villagers were a little bit reluctant to let us go, but seeing that we were determined to do so, they didn't say much.

Before leaving, Hongyu came, she looked at me with complicated eyes, and finally she was relieved.

Take care, she said.

We still traveled all the way to play in the mountains and rivers, and finally settled in a small forest.

Life is indifferent and quiet.

Without pen and ink, we write on bamboo or red clay; without a harp, we sing with running water.

I cleared my body of poisons and became a leisurely gentleman.Lin Wenyang is always by his side, with a smile that hasn't changed for ten years, never gets bored or tired of watching.

Life is like a play, and I have played all the roles.

When I was young, I moved the stage and made all the preparations.

When I was weak, I leaned forward and killed all the players.

When I was a teenager, I became a guest at the theater, and anyone was waiting to sing my script.

Until Lin Wenyang came on stage, he performed alone, clumsily but seriously.

I couldn't help but pick up my tassel and put on my hat again, redden my eyebrows, and sing a song with him.

This singing is a lifetime.

It's over, and I still have more to say.