Time travel without cheats

Hustle and bustle.

Ran Xiaole stared blankly at his charred self in the mortuary. The soul should have merged with the body, but now, no matter which one is true and which one is false, he has been abandoned.

He was struck by lightning and entered that illusory world, he was crushed by a carriage over his fragile body, he embraced the seriously ill Xiaoan or himself, he was tortured by Duan Yang and swallowed his last breath, never I was so terrified, because at that time, I either didn't get it or didn't lose it.

Unlike now, being alive, the pain of being skinned, cramp, and broken bones.

He hates God as always, hates the inexplicable god who doesn't know who, the god is always joking, plunders his life when he cherishes it the most, snatches his lover when he has a lover, and takes away his lover when he doesn't want to keep it. Force him to stay when he doesn't want to, and force him to leave when he doesn't want to.

Never once, when Ran Xiaole accepted his fate and surrendered, he forgave him without any fuss.

When he once again set foot in this familiar yet unfamiliar world with only his soul left, Ran Xiaole found in a trance that he no longer knew or cared what was real.

If it is a dream, then losing the dream is much more painful than losing the reality.

He followed the corpse into the incinerator, and clearly recorded on a piece of desolate white paper, the time of death, a certain day of a certain year, and the time of cremation, a certain day of a certain year, if he knew some mathematics, the two The time is only sixteen days apart.

sixteen days?Yes, it only took [-] days from death to autopsy to being burned into a jar of ashes. The eight years between him and Xiao An and the eight days when his soul passed away, add up to only sixteen days.

Lively and unreasonably, those eight years, if you say nothing, they are gone, and they don't exist anywhere except in the minds of the dead.

Ran Xiaole suddenly understood the lonely soul in the desert, how sad and how deep love is for a person to keep the yearning and absurdity in his heart at the cost of losing the qualification to see the sun.

He doesn't want to be reincarnated into some blissful world, he wants to go back to that dark world, to the world of nightmares, there is no Xiaoan in the light, and there is no Xiaoan in the dream, but there is no place for Xiaoan, the light is meaningless, there is no place for Xiaoan , Dreams are not worth cherishing.

Drift into the sea of ​​fire safely, begging it, either take him to death completely, or take him away completely.

The flames burned all over his body, and Ran Xiaole didn't feel it. He didn't realize that it was not Xiao An's karmic fire until the bloody body boiled out the corpse oil and turned into dust. .

How to do it?What to do?Ran Xiaole was anxious.

As the sun was getting darker, he walked aimlessly. It had been a long time since he had heard the whistle of passing vehicles, the rumbling sound of loading materials on the construction site, or the heavy metal singing every night. The noise was so annoying to him.He couldn't feel the heat, he couldn't feel the warm summer wind or the coolness of the bar street, he couldn't feel anything.

He misses him, thinks of him like he is in a prison, this place is a prison, and the moat of time and space traps him, no matter where he looks, it is a dead black hole with no escape.

Something caught his eye, it was an advertisement.

An ad for Angry Birds' hit new book, The Biography of Duan Ran.

Duan Ran, Ran Xiaole caressed that name, the palm pierced through the hard billboard, just like this name is nothingness.

"My little Ann..."

There is a short introduction below, which roughly means: Duan Ran was originally a beggar. After going through hardships, he spent fourteen years in a hurry. , the golden pearl in Duan Ran's body was aroused, and in a rage, he killed Duan Yun.

"Ha...hahaha..." Ran Xiaole wanted to cry without tears. He read this plain and mediocre words again and again, but he still confirmed that he was just an inconspicuous rush in the so-called "fourteen years in a hurry". passerby.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

Ran Xiaole looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. She couldn't cry, so couldn't she laugh?

He is not sad, of course he is indeed sad, he is just not reconciled.

"That's my Xiaoan, my younger brother, my lover... Why? Why! Who did he promise for life? It was me! What are you? What are you!"

He could shout as much as he wanted, and no one would hear him anyway.

"I want to go back." Ran Xiaole laughed enough, stared at the gorgeous cover of the book in the advertisement, slipped through it, and slipped out again, murmuring: "You are you, I am me, I am not jealous of you , but you have to return Xiaoan to me."

After he finished speaking, he left, thinking about the same question over and over again: how to go back?

The unexamined footsteps stopped in front of an electrical box, and there were four words written on it: High Voltage Danger.

Ran Xiaole still remembered that he was struck to death by lightning, that is, he was electrocuted to death.

He tilted his head, thought about it for a while, and then laughed at himself who wanted to die.

It's hard to die without a soul, but he just thinks that maybe it's okay.

There must be a key between the two worlds, and electricity is that key.

The soul is very light, and he climbed to the top of the electric pole without too much effort. He remembered the middle school textbook, why does the bird stand on the same electric wire with two feet?Because standing on two wires creates a closed-loop path, they get electrocuted.

Ran Xiaole smiled slightly, knowing that he couldn't do it, so he did it, and happily, he became an electrocuted bird.

No one knows where Anlemen is.

All the manipulations that the mysterious sect master had in his hands relied on a group of people who were as mysterious as him, to be precise, temporary people.

Wei Yu wanted to kill those people more than once, but found that they were not human at all.After cutting and chopping flesh, they were able to crawl into another dead torso and continue to smile at him hypocritically, ferociously and strangely, sympathizing generously with his misbehavior.He can kill countless cheap them, but he can't really kill a ghost.

Yes, ghosts, Ran Xiaoan's ghost army, the unstoppable ghost army, like impenetrable dark clouds, shrouded this clear sky and mountains.

"Owner."

Ran Xiaoan half-opened his sleepy eyes, "Any news?"

"Over there in the palace, not yet."

"What about him? Haven't found it yet?"

"No."

"Yeah." Ran Xiaoan waved to the children under his seat, "Come here."

Zhang Xiaoyou turned into a bird again, fluttered her wings and flew to Ran Xiaoan's body, and lightly pecked his palm.

"Do you miss him?"

The little bird chirped, but Ran Xiaoan didn't laugh. He asked Zhang Xiaoyou this question many times every day, and he almost only asked this question.

"Where did he go? Did he miss me? He knew I could see ghosts, so why didn't he come to me?" Ran Xiaoan scratched Zhang Xiaoyou's neck, staring at the empty hall, " This Anle Gate was given to him, my name is Ping An, his name is Joy, we will be together forever... no, not just forever..."

He let Zhang Xiaoyou fly, "Keep looking, keep an eye on Wei Yu."

Zhang Xiaoyou took human form when she landed, a handsome and bright child on the outside, but her eyes were as sharp and mature as a falcon. "yes."

"Go."

Ran Xiaoan went back to the dormitory behind the main hall alone, where there were burning red candles. He changed into the same red wedding dress, and under the warm tent lay a person in the same red dress quietly.

It took Ran Xiaoan a long time to put together his brother's remains. He spent countless energy every day to keep his body from decaying, just as it looked when he was still alive.

"Xiao Le, I'm back."

Ran Xiaoan sat on the side of the bed, showing a bitter smile, "Have you been waiting long? Zhang Xiaoyou came back today, you should take a look at him, his spiritual roots are strong, I instilled some energy into him, and helped him transform into a human form, He is twelve years old this year, and he really looks like Zhang San."

He imagined what that person would say to him. Ran Xiaoan took his hand and kissed it, and said angrily, "Does brother really think I'm a child? Of course I won't treat him like that, but children are used to it." No, I will be spoiled, just like my brother treated me."

"Yes, yes, listen to you, and never attack him again."

"Hahaha, brother give me one too, I can't give birth..." Ran Xiaoan leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and lay down obediently in his arms, as if afraid of crushing him, with her body relaxed Lightly and slowly, "It's okay, it's enough for my brother to have Xiao An, and it's enough for Xiao An to have a brother..."

"Who!"

Ran Xiaoan glanced at the door with sharp eyes, "You don't have eyes anymore after you die!"

The people outside said something that only he could hear, Ran Xiaoan jumped off the bed and opened the door, "Are you serious?"

"Quick! Please...not..." He hastily pulled his clothes, "How do I look? Is it old?"

With her heart beating like a drum, Ran Xiaoan held her breath with unprecedented tension in 26 years, and looked at the ghost outside the door.

Like, too much like, but he is not.

The "Master" that the other party called him was like a basin of cold water pouring into Ran Xiaoan's heart.

He reached out to touch him, and the other side dodged timidly.

Ran Xiaoan chuckled, "Why are you afraid of me? My brother is never afraid of me, and he still laughs at me."

The terrifying fire of karma was burning in the palm of his hand, reflecting on the face of the other party who was almost identical to Ran Xiaole.Ran Xiaoan suddenly couldn't bear it anymore.

He pointed to his lower body, "You come."

The other party knelt down and tried to untie Ran Xiaoan's belt in fear and fear. Ran Xiaoan looked at him coldly, then suddenly roared and kicked him up: "That's not the case! Brother is very stubborn, he has to beg me every time to get it." He takes pity on me, how can someone as cheap as you!" His voice gradually became hoarse, and Ran Xiaoan looked back at the people in the room, "But I know, he really can't bear to part with me..."

He waved his fire, "Back off, you are nothing like him, you can't learn from him."

The other party left with a sigh of relief, there are few ghosts who are not afraid of him, Ran Xiaoan returned to the room, pulled out the close-fitting "plate" from the neckline, dejected like a stray dog.

"Xiao Le..."

The door was pushed open again without Ran Xiaoan's permission.

"What are you doing here again? Letting your life go, do you still want to die?"

The voice from behind pinned Ran Xiaoan to the ground, he didn't want to turn back, but couldn't help it.

"Xiao An..."

Ran Xiaoan didn't believe it, couldn't believe it, he was afraid that he would be wrong again.

"I am back…"

Ran Xiaole hugged him from behind step by step, "I'm back...I'm back...I'm back..."

It's him.

"Where did you go?" Ran Xiaoan remained silent for a while before finally opening his mouth with difficulty.

"I'm home…"

"Go home? Eight years..." Ran Xiaoan turned around and pushed him away, "Eight years! Eight years! You have been away for eight years!"

Ran Xiaole was shocked, he was stunned for a long time, and said in a trembling voice: "It's obviously eight days, how could it be eight years?"

"eight days?"

Ran Xiaoan smiled sadly, "Brother, look at Xiaoan, eight days?"

The 26-year-old boy has white hair, and his eyes are still stunningly beautiful, but he is obviously not in his prime.

"Xiao An..." Ran Xiaole knelt down, wrapped his trembling arms around his legs, and looked at him with almost pleading eyes, "If I tell you, I will only leave you, oh, no, you will only leave I am eight days, do you believe it?"

The man's knees hit Ran Xiaoan's heart, and he had sworn countless times that as long as he returned to him, no matter what he became, no matter why he abandoned himself, he would forgive him and treat him even more Well, forever and ever.

"I believe." Without hesitation, he just pulled him up, locked him tightly in his arms, shed the first tear in eight years, and finally burst into tears, just like that naive and naughty bastard back then A child who rolls coquettishly on his brother's lap.

Being able to touch ghosts is the only privilege God has given to this poor child.

Ran Xiaole hugged him back, ghosts belonged to his own body, he thanked Ran Xiaoan for leaving behind his unbearable body, so that he did not have to detour, and went straight to his dream hometown.

I don't want to explain anymore, so what about the explanation?It's not fair to his little Ann.

Ran Xiaoan cried for a long time, long enough to express his longing for the past eight years. The outside world was turned upside down, but Ran Xiaoan's world finally got out of order and returned to its original appearance.

"Baby..." Ran Xiaole hugged his neck and rubbed it. Ran Xiaoan's body was hot, but he was still so cold.

Xiao An desperately kissed and caressed him, Ran Xiaole gasped and stared at his deep pool-like eyes, "Don't you ask me?"

"What about brother, why don't you ask me?"

Ran Xiaole shook her head, Xiao An smiled, and lowered her head to find his lips again.

When Ran Xiaole was ready to bear his younger brother's surging love, Xiao An stopped.

Ran Xiaole was a little puzzled, Xiao An hugged him pitifully, his soul was weightless, as light as a kite, as if afraid that he would fly away, Ran Xiaoan tightened his arms, pointed to his body on the bed and said: "Xiao Le, you look."

"I?"

"That's right, I can only have you if you enter the flesh."

"why?"

"My masculinity is too strong, and I will destroy the ghosts. I can't lose you anymore, I can't."

Ran Xiaole listened to the violent heartbeat in his chest, thumping, like a pot of boiling water, and he wanted to reach in to get a copper coin that fell into it, not afraid of being scalded.

"Red coat."

"do you like it?"

"Quite good looking."

"What about me? Do I look good?"

Ran Xiaole reached out to touch his cheek, and seemed to answer the question: "I like it so much."

Xiao An smiled softly.

"I can't bear it forever."

Xiao An smacked his forehead, "I have a way."

"any solution."

Xiao An smiled, with a slight wrinkle in the corner of her eyes, "You call me Mr.

"Master."

"Brother, don't be ashamed."

Ran Xiaole leaned forward to kiss his chin, "Xiao An, I love you."

Ran Xiaoan stared at him intently, he didn't hate him for being away for eight years, he just walked on thin ice, afraid of losing him again.

"I love you."

Ran Xiaole smiled contentedly, "Can you tell me?"

"Yes." Ran Xiaoan said lightly, "There is a way, but I need Duan Xi to help me."

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Qiang Qiang, I’m coming back soon, everyone is shocked~