I didn't become a human today

Seven-year-old Ji Ran was lying on the bed in pain, with a steady stream of black blood flowing from the wound.

His consciousness was clear, and because of the pain, he could only cry and cry, his bones and flesh ached, and there was no place in his body that was not in pain.He felt that his body was scorching hot, and he had a high fever, which made his condition worse.

"Don't cry." A voice suddenly appeared.

Xiao Ji Ran opened his eyes, and saw that the people around him in the room were all frozen in place, motionless, as if they were asleep.

That boy appeared at this time.

He lightly touched Ji Ran's forehead with his fingertips, and Ji Ran felt his whole body relax.

This does not mean that he has been cured, Ji Ran knows this very well, it is just because those pains have been taken away, so at this moment he can get out of bed, move, talk, and eat, even though his body is still weak.

Xiao Ji Ran sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the boy with a grateful face, "Can you come again tomorrow?"

The young man shook his head.

"Why?" Ji Ran burst into tears.

"Because I've been asleep most of the year, and now that I've been awake long enough, I'm going to sleep again...but don't worry."

The boy took out a boxy wooden box, on which a deer looking back was pasted with gold foil.

He handed him the box, "This thing can absorb your pain while I'm away, but you have to remember two things, the first thing: don't open it. The second thing: this year's next When it snows, return the wooden box to me, and take it to the pool where we met for the first time, and I will wait for you there."

Ji Ran hugged the wooden box and nodded, "But I have always had a bad memory, what if I forget?"

"Then I will die." The boy said.

Seeing this, Ji Ran suddenly understood something.

He remembered some things, for example, the old butler finally found the miracle doctor, and the arrival of the miracle doctor made him fully recover from his illness, but after he recovered from his illness, he completely forgot the memory before his illness.

For example, Father Ji sold the tea garden at that time to pay for the expensive medical treatment for him this year. The Ji family lost a century-old tea tree and no longer produced the best Kuding tea, so the family went into decline.

In the end, he couldn't return the wooden box to the boy... It turned out that these wounds on his back that could not be healed were not unreasonable.

The debt owed, sooner or later, must be repaid.The monster never wanted to kill him, it just wanted to make him keep his promise.

The monster let him go, and Ji Ran fell to the ground, panting heavily.

At present, he can't recall those things, and he doesn't know where he put the wooden box.He quickly stood up and looked into the notch intently.

Day after day, Xiao Ji Ran's spirit seemed to be getting better day by day, but after taking his pulse, the doctor always told Father Ji that what they saw of Ji Ran's physical condition was just appearance, like a bird with a good appearance. If you take out the pillow inside, you will find that there is only a ball of cotton wool that has decayed long ago.

Ji Ran is still as usual, able to eat, drink, sing, and dance, but no matter what he does, he finds it more difficult than usual.His face was pale, his eyelids were purple, his seal was black, and he looked lifeless, but at least he was not in pain.

He keeps the wooden box with him all the time, even when he sleeps.

He didn't know what was in the wooden box, but he always remembered the boy's warning, not to let anyone touch the wooden box except himself.

The seasons change, from spring, to summer, to autumn, and finally stay in midwinter.

At such a young age, Ji Ran seems to know where the end of his life is.He sat alone by the window, holding the wooden box, looking at the bare tea tree outside the window, waiting for the first snow this winter.

Father Ji knew that Ji Ran's health was not very good, the air in the tea garden was fresh and there were no idlers, so it was the most suitable for recuperating.They lived from spring to winter, and Father Ji watched his son's body weaken day by day.

At first, he still walked around frequently, but gradually, he lost the strength in his legs and feet.

The butler put the charcoal stove in the house, and looked at the weak young master very unbearably, "Close the windows, it's winter, the wind will blow into the house and it will be very cold, look at you, your hands and feet are cold."

Ji Ran shook his head, "Do you know when it will snow? I want to see snow."

The old housekeeper glanced at the sky, "Hurry up. Young master, drink today's medicine first."

Ji Ran was holding the wooden box with one hand, and with the other hand he picked up the medicine bowl with the help of the old housekeeper, and drank it in one gulp. It was very bitter, but he didn't frown at all.

The old butler brought candied fruit as usual, but Ji Ran refused.

"It's not bitter."

Two words, the old housekeeper's heart twitched, this child has reached this point, in order not to worry the adults, he is still patient, what a sensible child.

He didn't know that as long as Ji Ran drank the medicine while holding the wooden box, the medicine soup that was originally difficult to drink became less bitter in an instant.

After drinking the medicine, the old housekeeper helped him to go to bed, Ji Ran took his hand, "Where's Dad?"

"Your father is looking for medicine for you everywhere, and he will be back tomorrow."

Ji Ran blinked, but his eyes were still staring at the open window. It was pitch black outside, and he couldn't see anything until three or five snowflakes came in.

Snowing.

"The snow you've been waiting for is here." The old housekeeper coaxed him, "Hurry up and go to sleep, I'll close the windows for you, and your father will come back tomorrow, so don't freeze. When tomorrow comes, you can be happy Let’s see the snow scene.”

He still doesn't know that Ji Ran is not happy at the moment.

It's snowing... He hugged the wooden box in his arms even tighter, "The agreed time is up, I might...can't wait for daddy..."

"What are you talking about, go to bed quickly." The old butler closed the window, turned off the lights and left.

After the old housekeeper left, Ji Ran sat up from the bed. He didn't have the extra strength to put on clothes and shoes for himself. With bare feet, he opened the door with great difficulty.

The cold winter wind poured straight into the house, and his face was a little paler than before.

Seven-year-old Ji Ran, with a small stature, went out with the wooden box in his arms, walking through the mountains and fields.Staggering, stumbling, every step was extremely difficult.

The shadows under his eyes became thicker, and it was so cold that his lips turned purple from the cold, but he still persisted.Today is the day of his death, and he knew very clearly in his heart that before that, he must complete the agreement between them. The young man said that if he did not return the wooden box to him on time, then he would die too.

It is enough for him to die alone.