Between the clouds, as deep as the sea

The taxi was galloping along the winding road, Ling Han's heart was in a mess.

Just now, in a hurry, he thought of a way to get that person out of danger, but he was completely blinded as to how to perform the next scene, and he said harsh words just now, saying that he couldn't get any money, and he could kill or sell whatever he wanted. Thinking of the imminent tragic fate, Ling Han's whole body is in a bad mood.

Fuck, this is called self-inflicted evil.

Ling Han kept urging himself to think of a way, but he became more and more flustered, his mind went blank, and he completely froze.

At this time, the phone rang, Scarface held the steering wheel with one hand, and slid the phone away with the other. After a few words, he cursed:

"Fuck you idiot! Who told you to set fire?!"

Although Scarface was big and fierce, he was taciturn along the way, not as talkative as "Babyface". Now he yelled uncharacteristically, which made Ling Han curious and couldn't help but listen carefully.

"If you don't dare to kill, don't touch it. If there is such a big commotion, someone will come looking for it right away... What? No one in the wilderness, I've seen it all!"

Ling Han thought about it, and he was able to guess the general meaning: it must be "Baby Face" who wanted to kill people, but he didn't dare to use a knife, so he came up with a wicked idea to burn people alive.

Ling Han looked out of the window, and sure enough, there was a faint fire on the distant mountain, and he could clearly see it even after driving so far, no wonder Scarface wanted to call him an idiot.

But no matter how stupid it is, the fire has already started, even if it is seen by the mountain soon, will there still be time to save the people in the fire?It was really a wave of ups and downs, but I didn't expect that my good intentions would force that person into a desperate situation.

Desperation and self-blame made Ling Han feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. At the same time, another voice told him that it was not the last moment, as long as he was still alive, there might be a turning point, calm down, calm down...

Under constant psychological hints, Ling Han tried to put aside distracting thoughts, and took the time to observe everything on the car and around.The scarred face in the ear is still cursing: "Fuck you, you still expect me to take money to wait for you, idiot, go dreaming... Damn, what the hell!"

A black cat-like animal suddenly jumped onto the windshield of the car, its big copper bell-like eyes glowing green in the dark night, startling Ling Han.Scarface got closer, and just now he was concentrating on scolding the phone again, and this creature that fell from the sky scared him even more.

He held the steering wheel with one hand, and shook it mysteriously. The car that had been in the blink of an eye suddenly deviated from the track and crashed straight into the hillside.

With a loud noise, Ling Han was thrown out by the strong inertia. His hands and feet were bound, he couldn't grasp the support, and his body hit the back of the seat in front of him. Fortunately, the back of the seat was not too hard, otherwise he would have been hit all over. It cannot fall apart.But the scarred face of the driver was not so lucky. He didn't wear a seat belt and was thrown directly on the windshield, leaving a large pool of bright red blood. He fell on the steering wheel. I don't know if he was dead or fainted.

When Ling Han climbed up from the back of the chair, his brain was still buzzing. If it wasn't for the pain that made his eyes black, he would just want to laugh three times.

This car accident happened so f*ckingly well, my luck for the past two days has dropped to the limit all the way, and it seems that I am about to stop trading and finish my game.

But the good luck didn't stop there, Ling Han looked around, hey, the dagger that Scarface was carrying with him bumped into his feet, it was more exciting than seeing RMB.Ling Han picked up the dagger, first cut the rope on his feet with the awkward posture of being tied backwards, and then cut his hands little by little, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and finally untied himself.

The first thing after untying was to take out the cell phone with the scarred face and call 110. The policeman who answered the phone located the cell phone and said that the police would be dispatched immediately. Ling Han hung up the phone and Sa Yazi ran up the mountain.

Even if they came from the bottom of the mountain now, it would take at least half an hour, and the flames on the mountain seemed to be more intense. That person, tied up in the sea of ​​flames, how long can he wait?

In fact, Ling Han vaguely felt that that person might be in danger, but he was unwilling to give up if he didn't work hard to the end.

The mountain wind messed up his hair, and he ran crazily, leaving those terrible thoughts behind him.

"Hey Hey hey!?"

"Babyface" was upset walking in the woods, and was scolded by Scarface on the phone just now. He held back his anger and Scarface explained calmly. Leave him, who knows that while talking, the phone is cut off suddenly.

"Damn it, hell!"

"Babyface" didn't respond after feeding for a long time, and the phone didn't show that the other party hung up. He just thought it was a bad signal in the mountains, and he was even more anxious, afraid that his brother Scar would really take the money and run away, and fetch water from his bamboo basket in vain. .

He walked quickly and didn't pay attention to the road. When he passed a big tree, he tripped over the tangled roots, couldn't help cursing his mother, and continued walking while touching his knees.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't realize that just behind the big tree, the man in black who was thrown into the fire by himself was leaning against the tree trunk. All in one.

Not far away, is the burning abandoned warehouse. The warehouse is full of plastic waste, and there is a pungent smell.The smell was undoubtedly a huge stimulus to the man in black's sensitive sense of smell. He wanted to frown, but found that his face couldn't make any changes no matter what.

— Facial paralysis.

He remembered the boy always called him that.

There was always a sly gleam in the boy's eyes, and two small dimples around the corners of his curved mouth.Even when not speaking, the ever-changing emotions can be seen from that vivid face, which makes people want to explore the story.

The man in black reached out and touched his face.

—— Facial paralysis, boredom, trash who lost his memory... After all, he was thrown away as trash.

The moon rose to the top of the head, and the night wind blew the clouds, making the moonlight faintly visible and bringing a different taste.

The refreshing smell like sunshine, faintly floating in the pungent plastic smell, instantly caught the heart of the man in black.

He looked at the sea of ​​flames in disbelief, there was chaos in the thick smoke, but the faint smell really existed in it, telling him that the boy came, and in that fire, he actually came back!

Ling Han managed to find an unlocked window, climbed into the burning warehouse, and the thick smoke mixed with the smell of plastic almost stumped him.The flames spread upward along the wall, and small fragments and sparks fell from his head from time to time. Ling Han moved towards the warehouse with his waist bent, and a few strands of hair were still singed while dodging.

"Hey, hey, who is that, where are you, cough, cough..."

Ling Han suppressed his cough and shouted, thinking that this person must not die, if he died without even knowing his name, he could only make a stele without words, how aggrieved he would be.

In the depths of the thick smoke, there seemed to be a fuzzy black shadow. Ling Han gritted his teeth, covered his nose, and moved along the place where the fire was small. The smell of plastic became heavier as he went inside, as if his lungs would burn if he took a breath.

Finally approached the shadow, but found that it was just a pile of rags, Ling Han cursed, and wanted to retreat, but found that the fire had blocked the escape route, Ling Han was forced into a corner by the flames taller than a person, the only window above his head After the lock was locked, the iron frame was scalded by the high temperature. He pushed it a few times with difficulty, his palms turned red, and the thick smoke from the high place made it difficult for people to breathe, so Ling Han had to squat down next to the wall.

When things happened to this point, Ling Han couldn't complain anymore, everything was his own fault.He smiled wryly and thought, going around in a big circle is still a death sentence. If I knew that I would be burned to slag, it would be better to be beaten to death by the "three primary colors" in the first place, at least leaving a whole body.

The smoky person was almost fainted, and in a daze, Ling Han seemed to see that when he met that person for the first time, he blocked himself by the wall, his tall body covered the sunlight, and his whole body was icy cold.

He suddenly missed that cold feeling very much, especially when his whole body was about to be scorched by the heat wave, he really wanted to touch that person's coldness, even a little bit...

Thinking of this, he actually stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched a piece of coolness. He just thought it was a dream, just like the dream of the little match girl before she died.

But in the next second, he was dragged into his arms vigorously by someone, and his whole body was plunged into ice-coldness. The abnormal touch made him tremble, and he subconsciously wanted to break free.

But those arms did not intend to let go of him, a pair of big hands pressed his back, Ling Han was forced to raise his head, and in the thick smoke was the familiar paralyzed face.

"It's you?!"

Ling Han blurted out in shock, suddenly there was a pain in his neck, and the man actually bit him.

The bite was so hard and deep that Ling Han felt blood was left on his neck, he pushed the person away from his body a little distance, and was immediately pressed against the wall again.He saw the man's eyes turned dark gold, and the pupils shrunk, like some kind of ferocious beast.

"You, what are you doing..."

Ling Han asked tremblingly.

The man buried his head on his neck, breathing quickly, but the breath he exhaled was cold. He said in a hoarse voice:

"I want to form a bond with you."

"Knot, what is it?"

Ling Han still wanted to ask, but there was another burst of pain at the wound on his neck, and blood was leaking from the wound.

"help me."

While speaking, blood slid down from the corner of the man's mouth, he stretched out his tongue to lick it up, and bit the bloody tooth mark again.

The emptiness of blood loss and the pungent smoke made Ling Han's consciousness begin to blur, but the man locked him tightly in his arms, and the increasingly dense cold around him stimulated his final sanity.

Just when Ling Han felt that he was about to be sucked dry, the man finally let him go.

Ling Han's feet felt numb, and he staggered and almost fell, but his eyes were covered with snow-white.He thought he was hallucinating, and after blinking, he was sure that there was really a piece of ice and snow under his feet.Except for the feet, walls, and windows, there is a thick layer of ice, and there are even icicles hanging from the roof. The entire warehouse has changed from a sea of ​​fire to an ice cellar.

"What, what's going on?"

Ling Han turned his head and asked the people around him, but he took two steps back in shock.

The face was still the same paralyzed face, but the eyes turned into a complete golden color, the satin-like silver hair hung on the shoulders, and the black sweater also turned into a black dress with a cross-collared right lapel.

This image is very familiar to Ling Han, but it should exist in the mobile game, not here.

"Wolf King... Huan?"

Ling Han tentatively called out that name.

The ice layer suddenly trembled, and the entire warehouse instantly shattered into thousands of tiny ice crystals. They gathered, circled, and rose under the moonlight, like a Milky Way glowing with brilliance.

Some flew higher and higher, and some fell down, but more ice crystals floated behind the man in black, condensing into six crystal clear wings.

The huge ice and snow wings folded together, enveloping Ling Han and the man in black.Suddenly, a strong sense of weightlessness struck, and Ling Han became dizzy for a while. Before he lost consciousness, he was firmly locked in an embrace, and someone whispered in his ear:

"I won't forget again."

"I'm Huan, your Huan."