death like wind

five hours ago.

"Qiao Mengran!" After three hours of searching to no avail, Qiao Wuchai finally opened his throat and called out the name that he hadn't said for a long time. All kindness and grudges could not overcome the panic at this time. He prayed silently in his heart that as long as Qiao Mengran was fine, He would like to call him brother for the rest of his life.

But like thousands of results, only the whistling wind responded to him.

This birch forest is very strange. Not only are the birch trees growing in strange shapes, but even the storm in the air is much stronger than outside. They have no food and water, and the only weapon they carry is useless in such a weird situation. Instead, it became a real burden, the space seemed to be drawn away to an unknown place, and even the oxygen became thinner and thinner.

"I can't go any further, I have to go back immediately." Moving forward, the heavy sand waves flowed as if alive.Yan Xilin stopped in her tracks, and pulled Qiao Wuchai back, "Even if Qiao Mengran was really there, he couldn't be alive."

"I don't care, even if he's dead, I'm still going to see him!" Qiao Wuchai wiped the gravel on his face fiercely, his eyes were bloodshot and red because they hadn't closed for a long time, he shook off Yan Xilin's hand hand, without hesitation toward the dark abyss.

There was the last hope.

Yan Xilin glanced back at the way he had come, and suddenly had a thought, if something happened to him, what would happen to Su Jin?Would you also come looking for him without hesitation?

Although there is nothing in this world that can hurt him.

Thinking of this, Yan Xilin followed Qiao Wuchai into the boundless quicksand.

......

The flying gravel dazzled the eyes, and in the dimness, the world was reduced to dispensable nothingness. In Su Jin's eyes, there was only that cool figure, and the hardships and bitterness along the way turned into fly ash and scattered in the clouds.

"Yan Xilin..." Su Jin almost crawled to his side, trying his best to pull him out of the sand wall. In desperation, he heard Yan Xilin spit out a hoarse syllable .

"What did you say?" Su Jin listened to him, only to hear that he said water.

"Water, water..." Su Jin rummaged through the supplies in the backpack, and finally found a glass of clear water at the bottom. He couldn't stop the trembling of his arms, and sent him to Yan Xilin's mouth, but Yan Xilin seemed to have lost consciousness. Clear water flowed from the corner of his mouth, slipped into the yellow sand, and what was fed into his throat was insignificant.

Su Jin had no choice but to hold the water in her mouth, pinch his chin and slowly pass the water through. After repeating this several times, Yan Xilin's pale lips finally turned red.

At this time, the sandstorm had stopped, and the air was so quiet that only the sound of his breathing was heard. Su Jin sat on the spot and rested for a while, and began to think of ways.

His eyes fell on the water stains that had just dripped on the ground, which had not yet been completely absorbed by the yellow sand. The fluffy gravel was gathered together due to the viscosity of the water, and the space shrank a lot.

right!water!

Use water to solidify the quicksand wrapped around Yan Xilin's body and expand the space, maybe it is possible to get Yan Xilin out.

Fighting spirit rekindled in Su Jin's eyes, she took out all the water in her backpack, not refusing to waste a single drop, and poured it all on Yan Xilin.When encountering water, the gathered gravel shrank a little, even if it was just a little bit, it was enough to make Su Jin feel intense joy.

This method works!

Before the gravel could fully absorb the water, Su Jin pulled Yan Xilin out of the dust wall in one go, and the two of them fell to the ground together. Su Jin rubbed over and hugged him, taking a deep breath of Yan Xilin The fragrance on the body, a heart that has been carrying it, finally returned to its original place.

very nice......

Sleeping on the yellow sand and looking up at the dark sky, even such a desperate scene becomes insignificant at this moment.

"Cough cough." Yan Xilin's chest heaved violently, followed by a hissing cough. Su Jin immediately got up and looked at him nervously, standing there at a loss, not knowing what to do at this time. Do something.

Fortunately, Yan Xilin was very strong, and he slowly woke up.

"You..." Su Jin hesitated to speak, and after thinking for a long time, he asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Xilin shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand to caress the scar on his face, his eyes were full of pity: "Does it hurt?"

Su Jin was confused for a while before realizing what he asked, and quickly shook her head and said it didn't hurt. After Yan Xilin's complexion recovered, he helped them up and asked them what happened after they arrived in Hualin.

"I didn't encounter any strange things along the way, except that this birch forest was so vast and boundless, and then we came to a quicksand field, and there was no other way to go. Qiao Wuchai and I stepped into it. After some dangerous things, we found an attic, but we couldn’t get to the attic anyway, as if it was just a mirage, and then we encountered some traps and were buried in the sand.”

Yan Xilin finished speaking lightly, and then asked Su Jin what happened after they left. After the two checked the situation, they planned to walk along the sand wall to find the attic that Yan Xilin was talking about.

The night before, Yan Xilin asked where the toilet was, and the eccentric and enthusiastic old woman wanted them to enter the birch forest.

Hualin can be described as a place of life and death, one for life and one for death.

At noon, the temperature had climbed to fifty degrees, so hot that the water in their bodies was evaporating, but Su Jin had used up all the water, and there was only some dry food in the backpack.

Su Jin's eyes were filled with thirst. Fortunately, this space seemed to be cut off from the finals circle, and they never shrunk the circle. Apart from being thirsty, they didn't have to run around anymore.

Under the scorching sun, they found a shade and sat down to rest.Even in such a predicament, Su Jin still couldn't be idle, looking at Yan Xilin's loose long hair, her hands were itchy, and after begging for a long time, Yan Xilin finally agreed to him to break ground on her head.

Su Jin found two rubber bands to make a simple headband, and showed her skills to tie two uneven ponytails for Yan Xilin.

Even when he was so disheartened, even with such a weird dress, Yan Xilin was still so beautiful that people complained, Su Jin said with emotion: "My wife is so beautiful." By the way, he pinched his jade-like cheek.

Yan Xilin was not annoyed, and after thinking for a long time, he finally asked what was in his heart: "What would you do if I died at that time?"

Su Jin paused, then said casually, "Maybe I will hold your corpse until I am old."

"Because other than that, I can't think of what I would do."

There is a kind of despair, that is, not knowing what to do.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Yan Xilin's eyes, and an inexplicable pity brewed: "A Jin, you shouldn't have fallen in love with me."

"Why?" Su Jin thought it was very funny, so she really laughed: "Don't tell me, you are just playing with me."

The air condensed into ice, and the atmosphere was delicate and heavy. After a long time, Yan Xilin sighed deeply: "I really shouldn't have approached you in the first place. After seeing you, I should have run away."

This time, Su Jin couldn't laugh no matter what, she blinked blankly, with some grievances in her voice: "You told me not to explore too much, and on the other hand, you became even more unpredictable. Now I'm tired of playing. Do you want to walk away?"

Yan Xilin did not hold him in his arms to comfort him as before, but looked at Su Jin deeply, and said, "I thought you were heartless."

"Now I have it. After so many lives, if you still can't give birth to people's hearts, then you are really a demon." Su Jin stood up and patted the gravel on her body, looking at the hot sun in the sky until bursts of hair flashed in front of her eyes. Hei Cai looked away, and returned to his heartless appearance again.

"Don't mention these things, I'm not a child, I know how to handle it."

Yan Xilin took Su Jin's hand, and asked a little nervously, "How much do you remember?"

"Which part of the memory are you referring to?" Su Jin smiled indifferently: "I should know most of the memory in this world, and when this nightmare world is over, I will probably understand why the nightmare world and the real world began to mix. "

"Every time I complete a nightmare world, I will get some clues. In fact, I should have thought of it a long time ago. Why, you never told me about the nightmare situation."

Yan Xilin lowered his eyelashes to hide the complicated expression, and said, "What about your own memory?"

"I think of it, I have had many lives, I think of many of my partners who disappeared because of a curse, I think of the boundless mandala in hell, and the rebels who died under your sword."

"I still remember, you are..." The word came out silently, as if it would never be uttered.

Yan Xilin was slightly suffocated for breathing, and it took a long time before he showed an extremely helpless smile, laughing at his own powerlessness.

Su Jin's clear eyes were full of indifference, and she said softly: "No matter how much I think of it, I won't blame you, because in these memories, there has never been any hatred."

How can people who don't know how to love hate?

"Since you know, why are you still looking for me?"

"It's inevitable that I'm worried. I think what if it's not what I think? Something like that." Su Jin spread her hands indifferently, took out some fruits from her backpack and handed them to him, "If you run out of water, just eat fruits to replenish water. , I can’t carry you even if I’m dehydrated.”

Yan Xilin rubbed his hair, his eyes were so gentle that water overflowed: "I can persist, eat by myself."

"Oh." Su Jin didn't persuade him much, thinking that he wouldn't starve to death anyway, so she rested on his lap and looked up at the drowsy sky, and ate three apples in big gulps.

"Go to sleep, I'll call you later." Yan Xilin sat under the birch tree, folded a piece of paper to fan Su Jin, but he didn't even catch a trace of the wind.

Su Jin lay on his lap and looked up at his sharp jawline, and asked, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"No, I'll guard you." Yan Xilin said it very naturally, as if this was something he had done for thousands of years.

All the gloom in my heart today was calmed because of this sentence "I'll guard you", the doubts in Su Jin's eyes melted away, and turned into a shallow smile.

There seemed to be stars in his eyes.

When he looked at him, there were stars in his eyes.

The scorching sun, the hustle and bustle, and being in the mysterious world of nightmares, but having stolen half a day of leisure, Su Jin fell into a sleepy sleep until three o'clock in the afternoon, sleepless and dreamless.

The two continued to walk along the edge of the wind and sand wall, and finally found an oasis and a weathered ancient building not far away before sunset.

"Have we returned to the game world?" The wind raged again, and Su Jin looked at the wind and sand circle dancing wildly behind him again, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

They should have been brought into another realm by the garbled codes of this game world before, and now that the primary school students are out of school, Qu Xiao should have noticed something was wrong, and has already fixed the garbled codes.

Yan Xilin said thoughtfully: "Maybe tomorrow, we can take action."

The two walked towards the ancient building in a tacit understanding, Su Jin turned her head and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Well, do you remember the word 'dead'?"

"I remember, but isn't that just a prank by a brat?" Su Jin recalled that word, and apart from the eerie lingering in her memory, there was only the pungent smell of blood.

Yan Xilin said: "No, when I saw the attic, I saw this word painted on the door of the attic. Maybe this word is a key."

"The key? Then why do you have to go back to the factory? It's been buried in the yellow sand." After entering the ancient building, Su Jin checked the circle and found no signs of people, so she searched for supplies with confidence.

Yan Xilin leaned on the door with folded arms and watched, thought for a while, and then said: "Where is the other map in Yu Miaomiao's hands?"

"I don't know. After I woke up, one of them died and the other ran away. Only A Rong was by my side." Looking back, Su Jin still had a chill. A Rong's acting skills were really good, and she fooled all of them along the way. .

In fact, he should have thought that the woman in the red high heels in the hospital would turn into A Rong and be taken back to the bungalow by them, and the real A Rong might have died at that time.

If Ah Rong had attacked him at that time, he would have been completely unprepared, and he would have suffered.

Until now, he didn't understand why Ah Rong had been hiding for so long. She seemed to cower behind them, avoiding something.

The author has something to say:

I wrote the part of the memory a bit messy, mainly because I didn’t code the outline, so everyone will just read it, I’m just so self-willed.

It's time for the no-prize quiz again, guess what Yan Xilin is?