Time travel without cheats

Grandpa coughed and fell to the ground, Ran Xiaole quickly ran over to let him lean on him, and handed the broken bowl of water to his mouth, "Grandpa, don't say anything, drink some water first, I will carry you to find Doctor."

"Ahem..." Grandpa pushed away the bowl of water and shook his head, "Xiao Le...don't...don't waste that effort...it's late at night, the city gate...cough...has been closed long ago..."

"Then there's no emergency room?" Ran Xiaole cried out anxiously, "Master, I'll go to the surrounding villages to look for it, wait for me!"

"Stop! Cough cough...cough cough..."

Grandpa grabbed Ran Xiaole's arm and seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He gasped for a long time before making a sound, "I have no money...forget it...Xiao Le...forget it...don't worry about it, let me rest for a while..."

"grandfather!"

Grandpa sighed, and lay back directly, angrily: "Xiao Le, take care of Goudan to grow up, please..."

Ran Xiaole pursed her lips tightly, tears welling up like a fountain.

You say it starts, it starts, you say it ends, it ends, God, what do you think of me, Ran Xiaole?A silly doll?

impossible!Why?Don't even think about it!

Ran Xiaole ran out without saying a word, even if he smashed his head, he would still invite the doctor!

I don't believe that there is no benevolent doctor in this world?

Ran Xiaole forgot that he is in a book, in a theater compiled by others, the author is God, if he draws all the people in the world as evil, then there will be no good people in this world.

The historical background of Big Bird’s book was left behind by Ran Xiaole—in an era under the rule of a foolish king, the rich and powerful were in power, covering the sky with one hand, and no one would sympathize with them, the maggots in the gutter, especially in the Under the imperial city.

Otherwise, how will the hero Duan Ran grow up to be the overlord of the rivers and lakes after being tortured and mentally tortured?

Ran Xiaole went around in a big circle and ran until it was almost dawn. He even lost his voice and failed to knock open the door of a medical clinic. Carry grandfather on his back, and go to the city to seek medical treatment as soon as the city gate is opened.

But as soon as he stepped into the threshold of the ruined temple, Ran Xiaole was stunned.

Goudan knelt beside Grandpa, his small face was covered with tears, he raised his head, stared at Ran Xiaole blankly, and after a while, he said calmly: "Brother, Grandpa slept so soundly...I can't scream... Come and wake him up..."

Ran Xiaole's lips moved: "I can't wake up either."

Numb and unnecessary self-comfort is better than heart-wrenching sobriety. Anyway, reality hits the nail on the head, the more you hide, the more painful it will be.

Ran Xiaole didn't know if he had made a sound or not, his throat was so sore, he strutted his weak legs, walked to Goudan step by step, and hugged him gently.

"Eggy..."

"Brother, grandpa is dead, right?"

"Ah."

"okay, I get it."

Not crying or making trouble, not as calm as a teenager.

Only her body was trembling, and Ran Xiaole didn't know whether she was crying or the child was suffering.

"Eggy, cry out, don't hold back."

Goudan shook his head, "I've cried. Grandpa said, a man, crying once is enough, and the road has to go on."

What bullshit?

Let me embark on such a difficult road, and I am not allowed to cry?

Of course, Ran Xiaole didn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything.

He just hugged the dog eggs from behind, one big and one small, kneeling down from sunrise to sunset, looking at his grandpa's kind and peaceful sleeping face, as if waiting for him to wake up.

But both Ran Xiaole and Goudan knew that for people like them, except for the pranks from heaven, no good miracles would happen.

It wasn't until the moonlight spread a layer of holy lights on the sleeping people that Ran Xiaole felt the child in his arms move, "Bury it."

The three words without any warmth made the tears that had been suppressed so easily burst out again.

Ten years old, a ten-year-old child is so calm that it makes people feel distressed.

That younger brother who hugged his waist and acted like a baby, that doll who caught a fish and laughed happily, that kid who blushed when he was praised, you should be like that!

He is not sensible, he is immature, he is just pretending, forcing himself to pretend.

The difficult life told him that this is a world dominated by adults, he can be sold or even killed, he can be insulted or trampled on, he must grow up if he wants to grow up.

Ran Xiaole could almost imagine that when Goudan saw his grandfather who had stopped breathing, and when he couldn't find his elder brother in every corner, he must think that he was abandoned again.

So at the moment when he lost his loved one, he panicked, frightened, and desperate. He instinctively found a mask to put on his face to maintain his cautious self-protection.

Ran Xiaole didn't move, but hugged the child even tighter, and whispered softly in his ear: "Eggy, don't be like this, don't you want brother?"

Goudan took a deep breath, his voice was hoarse, "What about you? Grandpa is gone, do you still want me?"

Tears fell down the child's neck, and Ran Xiaole's voice was almost pleading: "Believe me, I'm going to find a doctor...Really, do you trust me, okay...I'm back...Damn, how can I not bear it?" you..."

Goudan lowered his head, Ran Xiaole couldn't see his expression, but he seemed to be able to feel that his arm was getting wet by something.

The child was so stubborn that he didn't even want to make a sound when he cried.

"elder brother…"

Very light, very light, so light that I thought it was an illusion.

"Don't throw me away."

Ran Xiaole's heart softened into mud, and she kissed him on the cheek, "Don't throw it away, I don't want to, I'm blind, just don't dislike me in the future."

"I don't think so!" The child suddenly turned around and threw himself into Ran Xiaole's arms, tightly encircling him with a pair of small arms.The tears of grievance finally poured out like a bank bursting, that is the fragility that a ten-year-old boy should have.

"Brother... I... feel so uncomfortable..."

Ran Xiaole gently stroked Goudan's back, sad is sad, sad is sad, lost is lost.

Apart from crying with him, Ran Xiaole couldn't give the child any comfort.

Those who fight against fate are fools, how can you beat fate?Those who think they have won and are complacent are just tired of being played or let go.

They had no money to buy a coffin, so they had to dig a big hole overnight with their hands and branches. There were bloodstains on their hands from the stones, but neither of them cared much.That's all they can do for grandpa. This bit of pain is nothing compared to those missing regrets and debts.

A small mound was piled up in the woods in front of the ruined temple, on the way the two of them had to go to the river every day, it was counted as companionship, blessing, and an unbroken home.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Goudan is my own younger brother. I will take care of him for the rest of my life. If I break my promise, I will be divided into pieces, struck by lightning, and I will live forever and ever!" Ran Xiaole knelt in front of the mound, solemnly Kowtowed three times, then patted Goudan's head again, "Dandan, come, give me three kowtows."

"Ah."

Goudan obeyed obediently, "Grandpa, the grace of nurturing will be repaid in the next life."

Ran Xiaole forced a smile, and grabbed his shoulder, "Eggy, grandpa asked me to give you a name. Do you want my surname Ran or grandpa's surname Zhao?"

Goudan was silent for a while, "My brother's surname is Ran."

Ran Xiaole was stunned for a moment, "Why? If you want to take your grandfather's last name, I don't mind..."

"You promised grandpa that you will take care of me for the rest of your life..." Goudan looked at him expressionlessly, but there was a sparkle in his eyes, where there was a trace of expectation, anxiety, and fear.

"Don't take your word for it."

Ran Xiaole chuckled lightly, would such a small child know how to bargain?

I have the same surname as you, trust you, respect you, entrust myself to you, in exchange for you never leave, is it worth it?

"it is good."

The child stared at him for a while, then turned his head away, "Then what's my name?"

"Hmm...let me think about it." Ran Xiaole raised his head and looked up at the pale sky, and murmured: "Ran Xiaoan, Anle, Anle, I hope grandpa's spirit in heaven will bless us two brothers to be safe and happy."

He lowered his head and smiled at the young man, "Is that okay, Ran Xiaoan?"

"Well, it's just that my name looks like an older brother."

"Whoever asked me to take this name, so be it, let you take advantage of me and be on top of me."

If Ran Xiaole knew what would happen in the future, he swore that even if he was killed, he would never say such a prophecy.

The boy nodded, "Yeah."

Ran Xiaole stood up, pulled the dog egg, oh no, Ran Xiaoan's little hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go, Xiaoan, let's catch fish and sell it to buy some wine for the master."

"Ok!"

Ran Xiaoan raised his head and smiled brightly at his brother.

"Xiao An, come up, brother is carrying you."

The child climbed onto his back with ease, "Brother, when we save up some more money, shall we set up a monument for Grandpa?"

"Okay." Ran Xiaole paused, "Speaking of which, what is grandpa's name?"

"I do not know either."

"You didn't know all these years?"

"Well... just call me grandpa."

Ran Xiaole thought about it, too, how could extras have names?

"Forget it, it's not important, let's set up the 'Tomb of Xiao An and Xiao Le's Grandpa', okay?"

"to make."

Ran Xiaole padded her arms, "Xiao An, if you're sleepy, sleep on brother's back for a while."

"I'm not sleepy." Ran Xiaoan tapped his chin on his shoulder, "Brother, tell me, is grandpa really dead? Why do I think he's still here?"

Ran Xiaole smiled and sighed, "Xiao An, do you know that death is not losing life, but going out of time."

"What... what do you mean?"

"This is what Yu Hua said, you will understand when you grow up."

"Who is Yu Hua?"

"Yu Hua, Yu Hua...is from my hometown."

"Brother's friend?"

Ran Xiaole sneered, "You're a famous person, how can you be his friend?"

"Oh. Where is your hometown?"

"My hometown...you don't know me even if I tell you."

"What do you say!"

Ran Xiaole shook her head, "It's far away, and I can never go back."

The child jumped on his shoulder, and the whole little head was poked next to his cheek, "Do you want to go back?"

"You stay well, don't fall." Seeing that the kid was scared, Ran Xiaole patted his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't want to go back, even if I go back, I will take you with me, okay?"

The child's rosy face rubbed against Ran Xiaole's cheeks, and the arms wrapped around his neck tightly, "Then, it's done."

"Okay, okay, let go, you will strangle me to death again."

"Don't tell me you're dead!"

"Don't talk, don't talk, brother is wrong, okay?"

"Hmph!" The child pouted, buried his head on his shoulder, and ignored him.

Ran Xiaole smiled wryly, reached out and rubbed his head, "Go to sleep."

Stepping on the mottled tree shadows, Ran Xiaole still couldn't believe it. His world was turned upside down overnight, but everything seemed to be the same as usual.

The blow was caught off guard like this, Xiaoan must have been more injured than himself, but also more stubborn than himself.

To be or not to be, Ran Xiaole didn't understand it before, and thought Hamlet was hypocritical, but now she understands it all.

Confused in life, unwilling in death, if given a choice, no one would choose to be strong.

But do they have a choice?

Ran Xiaole doesn't have time to question the meaning of this tragic reminder of life, life will go on, and it must go on, the core of life is not tragedy, and life is not for loss.

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