Miss, your house has taken down gl

This time, she was really alone.

When Song Ruanmeng woke up in a daze, she was lying on the edge of a lake. The lower half of her body was soaked in the lake water, and only her upper body was lying on the shore. She wanted to move, but her whole body hurt, and her face seemed to be torn apart. The pain from being caught, the mouth is even hotter, the pain is as if it is not her own.

She waited for a long time, there was no one around her, not even her PD Zhao Weiyi.She moved her head slowly, facing the lake, and saw a face full of scars, and a lip full of blood.

Not only her face, but even her arms were covered with bruises. The most serious injuries were her hands, especially her right hand. There were faint bones of bones in the wounds.Sludge sticks to bones and flesh, excruciating pain.

Song Ruanmeng was in so much pain that she wanted to pass out. In this extreme pain and loneliness, she even wondered if she was the one who was desperate to save Zhang Yourong and Zhou Yiyi. How could she have such courage?

She didn't know if she could do it again if she did it again.But just like what she told her teammates before, as long as she lives well in the moment, she will have no regrets when she looks back, because she has tried her best and done what she wants to do most.

She moved her head slightly, and she saw the translucent mica lying on the bank next to her—the system. The system seemed to have collapsed into a puddle of water at the moment, dying, and Song Ruanmeng felt a little distressed.

Her lips moved, and the piercing pain came again, the wound in the mouth was torn again, and a large amount of blood gushed out of the wound.

However, her lips were tightly clinging with dried and coagulated blood, and the blood could not flow out of her mouth, but could only be poured into her throat.The blood was still mixed with small glass shards, even though the pain was going crazy, she still lowered her head to prevent the blood with glass shards from flowing into her throat.

The warm blood moistened the dry and coagulated blood little by little, and soon, the lips opened little by little, and drops of blood ran down the corners of the mouth, wet her chin.

Seeing her like this, after living together for so long, the system was very distressed, the soft skirt swayed, and a thin voice rang in her ears: "Host, what you need most now is to rest, don't move. .”

Hearing this, Song Ruanmeng calmed down, staring blankly at the system's appearance, feeling a strange heartache, she wanted to know why the system had become like this.

But the system has no energy, it can only lie there quietly, until it gets some energy, it can tell her the cause and effect.

It turned out that there was a small tornado in that terrible sandstorm. After Song Ruanmeng was blown away, he should have fallen 200 meters away from his teammates.However, she was very unlucky to encounter this small tornado that was circulating here, and she was actually swept away from this grassland and entered the remote mountain cliff in front of her.

The tornado stopped, and Song Ruanmeng fell from the cliff in mid-air.

The law of the protagonist falling off the cliff and not dying in the book will not appear on Song Ruanmeng. If it does, then she will not die at the moment of her rebirth, and she will have to rely on the energy given by the system to continue. survive.

Now, in order to support Song Ruanmeng and slow down her descent, the system actually used all the energy that had been stored for a long time and was reluctant to use it.For some reason, the energy used by the system itself was not as powerful as after it was handed over to Song Ruanmeng.

If it is possible, the system wants to wake her up, give the energy to Song Ruanmeng and let her work hard on her own.Then at that time, it was difficult for it to protect Song Ruanmeng's dying heart, let alone wake her up.

After finally falling into the valley, the energy of the system was completely exhausted, so he could only let Song Ruanmeng lie on the shore as gently as possible, and he had no energy to completely move her to the shore or onto the soft lawn.

During the more than 20 hours of waiting, the system was afraid countless times that ferocious beasts would appear and eat their own hosts. After all, this is a lake, and many animals would come here to drink water.And in the lake, there may be piranhas, there may be pythons...

It is even more afraid, afraid that the host will not be able to support it to recover.This time, she died again, and it no longer had the ability to bring her back.In this way, time is reversed and everything is formatted and reset. How many years will it have to wait before she appears again?

However, to the astonishment of the system, Song Ruanmeng not only woke up by himself, but even survived the mortal calamity without any danger!After thinking for a long time, the system suddenly wanted to laugh, yes, if she could be given time, how could she leave so easily, after all...

Song Ruanmeng lay in the water for several hours. Her injury has changed from rapid recovery to slow recovery. The extreme hunger consumed all the energy in her body. She wanted to try to climb out, but the pain to the bone stopped her temporarily. down.

pain……

The girl's eyes were reddish, she took a few deep breaths, then resolutely tried again, tried countless times, but it was still useless.The pain was constantly surging through all her nerves, and she really wanted to give up just like that, but when she thought of her parents who were still waiting for her to go back in glory, their expectations and pride, and her teammates who had been waiting for her to go back, Her trembling heart slowly calmed down.

Her road should not stop here, she wants to go on, just like the song she sang, the world is so big, she wants to go out for a walk.She wants to go to the end of time if she can.

Intertwined with pain and struggle, Song Ruanmeng's complexion turned pale, and he was pawing and pulling on the bank with his bloody palms covered in cold sweat. There was a continuous call in his ears: "Stop! Stop!"

"stop!"

No, how could she stop?

When she wanted to die, God let her live.Then, she didn't want to easily give up this hard-won opportunity.She thought, live, live to see her parents grow old safely, live to see what the end of the world looks like...

"stop!"

Song Ruanmeng was taken aback, she seemed to hear a very familiar voice, it was... Cong Yu.

Why, every time I was in a terrible embarrassment, I could meet her... Song Ruanmeng smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his head with effort, but didn't see the girl who made her heart extremely complicated.

But she still stopped, feeling a little disheartened for a while.

The system slowly stood up and approached the host, its small mouth gently blowing on the more serious wound that had burst open on her hand.Because human beings say that whirring doesn’t hurt anymore.

But it didn't know that Song Ruanmeng couldn't feel the breath it exhaled, and she couldn't have any contact with the system except energy.The system played for a while, then looked up carefully at Song Ruanmeng, Song Ruanmeng did not move at all.

The system suddenly felt a little sad. In fact, it didn't want to be a system at all. It never knew that as a system, it was such a sad existence. Except for the host, no one would care about its own feelings...

The setting sun was slanting west again, and the system finally gathered energy again. With great effort and caution, Song Ruanmeng was lifted from the water, and carefully lowered to the ground.Seeing the bloody host, the system wanted to cry, but it couldn't, because it was the system.

As the sun went down and the sky darkened, Song Ruanmeng finally sat up slowly.

Her lower body didn't suffer any injuries except for some pain from being soaked in the water for a long time. Her long hair was scattered around her body, and her pale face full of scars was covered by her long hair. She looked at her body. Fingers, flesh and bones were covered with dust and mud.

After watching for a while, Song Ruanmeng moved her body to the shore without saying a word, bent down and dipped her shocking hand into the lake, the blood and mud melted from the wound into the lake, and she stroked gently Water, let the soil flow out as much as possible by itself.

The system's thin voice sounded: "Does it hurt?"

Song Ruanmeng paused, her forehead hair was already soaked in cold sweat, but she still shook her head, her throat moved, trying to say that it didn't hurt, it seemed as if a large bag of sharp stones had been blocked in her throat, and it hurt again I was blocked again, unable to say a word.

After finally washing most of the soil out, she tremblingly held up a handful of lake water with both hands, and the lake water in her palm quickly turned light red, light red, and then dark red.Song Ruanmeng pursed his lips, lowered his head and took the red lake water into his mouth, frowned, swallowed the pain carefully and spat it out to the shore.

The sky was already dark, but in this degree of darkness, her eyes seemed to be covered with thick black fog, and she couldn't see anything clearly, and she didn't know whether there was any glass shards spit out.

Her tongue was so painful that it was swollen and numb, and she didn't even know how many glass shards were stuck on it.

Sitting on the shore for a long time, Song Ruanmeng was a little dazed.Without light, without hands that can be used, in the dark night, she is like a disabled person without hands, unable to do anything but wait for the dawn.

The wind gradually picked up, and her abdomen was soaked by the lake water, and the wind blew on her body, making her feel chilly.She thought of her last life, every night when she was desperate, she could at least hug herself tightly when she couldn't see anything.

No one gave her warmth, she gave it herself.

At that time, she thought so.

But thinking about it now, this feeling of being alone in the dark and embracing oneself is embarrassing and pitiful.She was fed up with this posture. At this time, despite her ugly face and almost disabled hands, she had raised her chin slightly, looking at the distance where she couldn't see anything.

The system quietly sat on the host's shoulder, carefully slapping the scarred cheeks of its own host.

—Host, this time, you and me.

Song Ruanmeng didn't know how long she had been sitting. Her sense of direction was not as strong as Xu's, and she couldn't tell whether she was facing the lake in the dark, or whether she would fall into the lake if she moved.

cold.

The room leak happened to be raining all night, and the sky began to drizzle lightly. Song Ruanmeng became colder and colder, her head was dizzy, and her breathing was hot. In the end, she couldn't hold on and fell down slowly.

In the darkness, a pair of warm hands caught her from behind, and the familiar breath surrounded her. Song Ruanmeng's tense nerves relaxed, and he fell into a coma completely...