whisk

Memories are over

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He was calmer and more relaxed than he had imagined.

He suddenly felt that he had been waiting for this day for a long, long time.

The turbulence and treachery in the Beiji City are waiting for the next day; the eight years of hard work and dedication.

He is too tired.

From a musician to a proton, he has walked a road unimaginable to ordinary people, and he has walked on a tightrope all his life.

Fate has been bumpy, with several ups and downs.There is no way back, and the future is out of reach.

He took the intestinal poison in peace, because he knew he had no choice.

And the gut-piercing poison turned out to be so painful.

At the moment when he was poisoned, he was like a child who had not experienced much in the world stepping into the abyss, and he felt a fear that could not be ignored for everything that would happen in the future.

If you have to endure that sharp pain for the rest of your life, perhaps death is more desirable than life.

Then when he saw the cliff, his emotions gradually climbed to the blank Xie Chenyan's face, the little baby's face was full of disbelief, and then Xie Chenyan burst into tears, tore off his belt, and flew away without hesitation And down, rushing towards him.

Shen Menghan's eyes widened.

The child looked determined to die.

Spread your young wings to him.

There was enthusiasm in Shen Menghan's eyes.

While showing him the sweetness of death, he stimulated his desire to live.

How can there be such contradictory people in this world.

He took a deep breath, and Fuchen slashed across the cliff with his sword, making an ear-piercing rubbing sound.

Xie Chenyan hugged him by the waist, and his long belt hung messily on the jagged stone wall, barely stopping his fall.

Before Shen Menghan took another breath, sharper pain rushed from his bones and blood, he could no longer hold the whisk in his hand, his hand loosened, the belt could not support the weight of two people, the sound of tearing silk was long and rapid, The short-lived balance suddenly broke.

Xie Chenyan stretched out his small arms to protect his head and face, and he used his thin chest to protect the little child.

The howling of the wolf on the top of the cliff gradually faded away, as if it was lamenting the loss of its prey.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Menghan suddenly thought of what he had heard when he was a child, if someone on Huangquan Road was willing to die, this life would be enough to be called a consummation.

He felt distressed and slightly satisfied.

It's hard to tell who protected who, but Xie Chenyan woke up first on the second day, and Shen Menghan was much more injured than him.

The young man who held him in his arms was covered in blood, Xie Chenyan waited for a long time before mustering up the courage to test his breathing——

Fortunately, although it is weak, it is still alive.

Xie Chenyan heaved a sigh of relief, got up with difficulty, and looked around.

At the bottom of the valley under the Gobi Desert, there is no grass growing. If you look around, there are still flying sand and rocks all over the place.

It's just that the life force has always been tenacious. On the shady cliff behind, there is a pool of moist soil, stained with some water stains, and an unknown tree is displayed, with several bright red fruits hanging shyly.

In the land sheltered by the roots of that tree, a few grasses grew timidly.

When Shen Menghan woke up, he saw Xie Chenyan climbing on the cliff.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, but not for the child who hurt him and decided to accompany him to death.

Surviving a desperate situation, a timid grass swayed in the wind on the cliff.

Shen Menghan stared blankly at the little grass, and couldn't believe his sudden ecstasy.

The legendary Red Flame Grass can pull out hundreds of poisons.

He has been confronted by Ye Duanduan and Ruan Sha'er for so long, it is impossible to mistake him.

However, the joy of being saved from a desperate situation was fleeting. He watched Xie Chenyan clinging to the cliff pull out the small red flame grass and stuffed it into his mouth.

……

Xie Chenyan had just picked the fruit with great effort, and hugged it excitedly, but saw Shen Menghan opened his eyes, staring at him with a slightly complicated gaze.

Xie Chenyan rubbed on his clothes, reached out and fed him two sweet fruits.

The rest are carefully tucked aside.

Shen Menghan looked at him suspiciously.

Xie Chenyan rubbed his hands carefully and said: "You are seriously injured, I will leave it to you to eat."

Shen Menghan noticed that there were many small wounds and scratches on his delicate hands.

The child left him what he thought was good, so how could he blame him.

Shen Menghan thought a little funny.

He has never experienced such contradictory moods in his life, with ups and downs. It turns out that there are people in this world who can be loved but can't be loved, and hate and can't.

It's really his enemy's fault.

Shen Menghan was in so much pain that he couldn't move, he knew that he couldn't bring Xie Chenyan out of this deep valley.

He said softly, "Xiao Xie."

His voice was low and soft, it only echoed between his lips, Xie Chenyan couldn't hear it clearly at all, so he had to lower his head and get closer.

Shen Menghan's broken breath mixed with bloody breath whispered in his ear: "Can you find some more grass for me that you ate just now?"

Xie Chenyan suddenly raised his head.

He suddenly understood the complicated eyes of the young man.

Realize that I made a wrong choice.

The big eyes filled with tears in an instant, and they rolled down quickly and landed on him, slightly scalding.

Shen Menghan stretched out his hand with difficulty to wipe away his tears: "It's okay, if it's just this one, it's useless."

He softly comforted: "The world is followed by dust and smoke, and the glory is left to no one."

Afterwards, Xie Chenyan traveled all over the valley, but failed to find a single red flame grass.

Shen Menghan also gradually felt the child's stubbornness. Sometimes he muttered words, and sometimes he would suddenly climb to the cliff where the red flame grass grew, and look anxiously for a while.

Sometimes he would suffer from a poisonous attack at night and wake up in pain. Under the moonlight, the dark pupils of the child were looking at him without blinking.

Sometimes he fainted from the pain, and the child would hug him tightly with his immature arms.

In just a few days, the bottom of the cliff gradually became abnormal.

First, the hibernating snakes suddenly appeared, and they froze to death in the cold early spring of the Northland.

Ants suddenly appeared at the bottom of the cliff in groups and struggled to migrate upwards along the cliff.

There are constant changes, and this place is definitely not a place to stay for a long time.

But even if his lips were worn out and his throat was hoarse, Xie Chenyan insisted on not leaving Shen Menghan behind, and left the bottom of the cliff by himself.

Until one night, hot spring water gushed out from the ground, Xie Chenyan tried his best to drag Shen Menghan to a high place, but within a few hours, the spring water gushed out more and more, and gradually it was about to cover their hiding place.

Xie Chenyan turned around in a hurry, tied Fuchen around his waist, tried his best to wrap Shen Menghan tightly around his back with his belt, and climbed up with a few vines.

He is still young and not tall, and his little face turns red from holding Shen Menghan on his back, not to mention the need to exercise his energy to raise his energy and perform lightness exercises.

Shen Menghan opened his mouth to persuade him, but Xie Chenyan turned a deaf ear to it, thinking it was just deaf ears.

The child's slender fingers dug into the sharp cracks in the stone, leaving trails of dripping blood.

After climbing halfway up, Xie Chenyan couldn't hold on anymore.

He leaned against the stone wall, intending to take a breath.

Before he rested for a while, the stone wall between the cliffs began to shake, Xie Chenyan was a little dazed, but Shen Menghan was startled.

Earth move.

Flying sand and rocks, mountains and tsunamis.

The stone that Xie Chenyan was gripping on quickly fell off, and with quick eyesight and quick hands, he jumped up again. Before he could tighten his grip, the mountain wall shook violently. Fall to the bottom of the cliff.

Shen Menghan pulled out the whisk from his waist, endured the severe pain of shattering his dantian, thrust his sword fiercely into the trembling cliff, and urged: "Hurry up."

Even Xie Chenyan would not leave him behind, so how could he give up lightly.

Xie Chenyan pursed his mouth, pulled Fuchen upwards with his bloody little hands, straightened his body, and then firmly grasped the mountain wall upwards.

Shen Menghan pulled out his fly whisk, and the two cooperated with each other, and finally climbed to the top of the cliff before dawn.

They ran with all their might, and the earth trembled beneath their feet.

Xie Chenyan's memory was in chaos.

He didn't remember how they encountered Ruan Sha and the others brought by Xiao Hua, nor how he confessed to Ruan Sha what he had done.

I just remember looking back at the way I came from, the huge gully between the earth has gradually been filled and closed.

After that day, Xie Chenyan had a name.

Ruan Sha searched for it several times afterwards, but she never found any trace of Chiyancao again.

Then Shen Menghan fell asleep, and he never saw him again for several years.

The memories behind are messy, leaving only endless pain and self-blame for Xie Chenyan.

The past thundered down, suddenly pushing away a corner of memory.

Xie Chenyan never thought that memories would cause him such pain.

If he could do it all over again, he would rather that Shen Menghan never knew him.

It was raining heavily, Xie Chenyan knelt outside Shen Menghan's door, tears pouring down like rain.

Before Shen Menghan rested, he gently opened the door.

Xie Chenyan didn't dare to look up at him, and said tearfully, "Don't come out."

He woke up like a dream, and now he realizes how much he has done to him, and he doesn't even dare to look up at him.

Shen Menghan finally stepped out of the high threshold of the dormitory.

Xie Chenyan trembled slightly, wanted to get up and push him back into the warm bedroom, but knelt there without moving.

He has let him down too many times.

Dim lights and warmth pour out from the twelve flowered panes, laying out a mottled, warm and stable corner.

On the one hand, it is the tenderness and softness of getting along with each other in the past, and on the other hand, it is the huge harm and irreparableness six years ago.

He is no longer that ignorant boy, and this place is no longer his home.

This person made him fall in love with him, but he had no face to face it.

He didn't even understand Shen Menghan brought him back to the Yin Pavilion with complicated emotions, and kept him by his side, allowing him to be with him day and night.

The umbrella in Shen Menghan's hand tilted in his direction.

Xie Chenyan held back his tears and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Why him, why himself.

He had nowhere to vent his anger.

Xie Chenyan choked up and asked, "Why do you treat me so well? I don't deserve it."

Shen Menghan said in a warm voice: "How could it be, Xiao Yan is a brave man who has saved me many times and many people."

Xie Chenyan cried uncontrollably: "I'm not heroic, I saved you because I like you naturally, I just want to make you look good."

The former sentence is true and the latter sentence is false.

He naturally liked Shen Menghan, he owed him more than he gave him.

He is willing to serve him as the master, overcome obstacles for him, and utterly utterly utterly for him.

He gave him a name, and he would be the sword in his hand.

He saves people because he wants him to.

Xie Chenyan has no gods or Buddhas in his heart, he is his belief.

Shen Menghan was dumb.

How could he bear it, but he only whispered: "Xiao Yan, go back."

Xie Chenyan said abruptly, "I just want to see you."

Thinking of such a thrilling past, he had to come back and look at him again.

Wearing stars and wearing moons, traveling day and night, to see him.

Just to take a look at his serious illness and see his life like a candle.

Xie Chenyan's heart was twisted like a knife.

What if we meet each other?What can he return to Shen Menghan?

Shen Menghan let out an "um", something seemed to have fallen on his hand, and Xie Chenyan's arms sank suddenly.

It is a string of smoked wood beads.

In the cold winter, it is slightly warm to the touch.

Xie Chenyan was so hot that tears rolled down her eyes.

Shen Menghan said with a smile: "I wanted to give it to you last time."

Then why didn't I give it.

Xie Chenyan trembled slightly.

He would rather beat him and scold him, he would feel better.

But he was so gentle to him, how could he forgive himself, and how could he let go.

Xie Chenyan stroked the string of Buddhist beads, and said softly: "You go back, I'm leaving."

"Yeah." Shen Menghan said: "Xiaohua won't eat grass after you leave, you can take it away."

Xie Chenyan's tears fell to the ground drop by drop, gradually accumulating in a pool with the rain.

He was reluctant to part, but still forced himself to back away: "Go back."

The umbrella in Shen Menghan's hand seemed to chase him in the direction, then retracted it calmly, and said softly: "En."

But no one moved.

Xie Chenyan was cruel, turned around and walked out.

Looking back from afar, he could still see the man standing at the door holding an umbrella, his eyes were cold and warm, and he was looking at his back.

Xie Chenyan no longer had the courage to go forward.

He treated him so well, but what he received was full of hurt.

How could he indulge himself any longer, relying on Shen Menghan's favor to commit crimes.

He is not qualified.

The next chapter will start a long-distance relationship on the high-speed rail for an hour and a half~ (If he can buy a G32, it will only be an hour!)