Ping Xie's Life and Death Qi Kuo

I seem to have had a very long dream, the vast snow-capped mountains, the sky and the earth, have I returned to Changbai again?But there are no blind people, no fat people, and no little flowers around me, only me!

wrong!I'm not alone!Why is there still a Wu Xie lying here!Who am I then?Looking at the "body" that was almost buried in the snow pit, I obviously didn't see the face, but I just knew that the person lying in it was "Wu Xie".My body suddenly became extremely cold, am I dead?

Before people die, they will continue to reproduce the memories of their lives, just like watching a movie. The dead soul can create a world of obsessions on this basis, and see those obsessions that make them unwilling to leave, until the end , the obsession disappeared, and the soul also dispersed.So, whose memory is it that I am watching now...Suddenly, a figure jumped down from a height of 30 meters, an extremely familiar scene, and I immediately realized that this was what happened on the day Poyoufeng said goodbye to me ten years ago .Sure enough, is this the obsession I can't let go of?

Then, he rescued me, I bandaged him, and searched for the crack in the blizzard. The scenes were played according to the progress bar of memory... But in the end, my heart still couldn't help throbbing, even though I knew what I was doing. It couldn't be changed, but when Poker Ping reached out to pinch "Wu Xie" unconscious, he still tried desperately to stop it.However, all this was in vain... He fainted, the same as ten years ago, fainted!Looking at the person lying in Poker's arms, the mist in the eyes is getting heavier and heavier, will the dead soul also have tears?Why do this!Why do you want me to experience this heart-piercing pain again after I die, knowing that I can't bear it!I clearly knew... what happened next was something that Wu Xie, who was unconscious, had never seen before, maybe this is the reason why I came back.He held the person in his arms, the sadness in the corners of his eyes was no less than mine, and he raised his hand to gently brush away the broken hair on his forehead, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person in his arms.This is a dull oil bottle that I have never seen before, so that I will never forget the tenderness, reluctance and grief in his black eyes for the rest of my life!

He bowed his head, from the corners of his eyes, nose to his lips, he kissed so piously and purely, like a pilgrimage to Changbai Snow Mountain!I was stunned, completely stunned!It turns out that I was never the only one suffering!Poker bottle, you are so cruel... At this time, the picture began to blur, and the brain became more and more confused, and then the eyes went dark, and the dead silence returned completely. I don't know if this means that I am completely dead, but subconsciously How can I ignore my unwillingness!After an unknown amount of time, the voice of someone speaking finally sounded in my ear, clear and anxious.

This voice is very familiar, and my brain suddenly jumps up. Isn't this the voice of Poker Bottle?Am I still in the world of obsession?Or is Poker Bottle dead too?

Just as I was thinking wildly, I wanted to open my mouth to call out to my little brother, but the pain hit overwhelmingly as soon as I regained consciousness. The sudden severe pain in my chest made me unable to speak, but it also meant that I was not dead yet!At least this is something to be thankful for.

When I needed it, a hot stream poured into my mouth, and the bitterness in my throat made me instinctively raise my head to absorb the rare nectar, but with a slight movement, I tore the wound, and the pain was so cold that I broke out in a cold sweat. It choked me to death, and I probably died from coughing!I only heard the person above the head move the water bottle from his mouth with a "tsk", and stroked my chest with his hands.For a moment, an electric current seemed to flow through the whole body, and the numbness relieved a lot of pain.I was wondering if Boyouping had ordered some acupuncture points for me again, and there was a soft touch from my lips. This time, I swallowed the hot flow with a faint fragrance smoothly.My brain was completely broken for a while, and when I came back to my senses, the old faces on both sides were burning hot, Poker Bottle was feeding me water with his mouth!Although special circumstances are treated specially, but I am awake after all, I am a conscious person!

"Open your mouth, you need to rehydrate."

His voice was faint, without a trace of emotion, seeing my lips tightly closed, he said in a commanding tone.I desperately stopped the messy thoughts in my head, after all, I was really thirsty, and Pokerfing did this to take care of my wounds, there is no taboo of skin-to-skin contact in a critical moment.Thinking of this, I also relaxed my heart, obediently opened my mouth and waited for him to feed.After going back and forth a few times, there was no embarrassment or embarrassment anymore. When I quenched my thirst, my mind became hot, and I suddenly wanted to tease Poker Bottle.While he was feeding the water, I stuck out my tongue out of nowhere, and then I realized how unwise this move was, it was like a fire!

When the tip of his tongue touched his lips, Pokerfing let out a nonchalant "hmm", and I could clearly feel his body tense up.Xindao: Not good, this time I will be beaten up by Fatty, what will happen if I flirt with Pokerfinger!Is it too late to regret now?Just as I was about to hide the tools of the crime and confess my guilt obediently, a wet spiritual tongue came in and rolled up my tongue as punishment and bit it.

"Hmm..." I groaned in pain, stupid!What an amazing voice! Lures to commit crimes!Then he felt a hand reach out to his waist and clasp it tightly.Forced to open his mouth and let the other party attack the city, after a few minutes, there was no place in his mouth that was not caressed by the other party.I couldn't move my mind anymore, and my chest heaved violently due to lack of oxygen.He beat Poker Fing's back with all his strength, and squeezed out a few words intermittently: "Air, I want, I want air..."

He finally received my channel, turned his head away, and took the hand around his waist.Having regained my freedom, I let go of my mouth to breathe, wishing I could suck in all the air nearby!Boyouping's breath is disordered, he is also panting, but not as exaggerated as me.The plot changed too quickly, and I couldn't help waking up from the dazed state of being injured, but this time it became even more embarrassing, and I was speechless for a while.

The Zhang family has always advocated intermarriage within the clan, and with the ups and downs of the past hundred years, they have no interest in carnal pleasures other than procreation, and Poker Ping always looks abstinent, and he has never seen any sexual behavior .I did think about feeding him some Spanish flies, but never what it was like when he was in love.What happened just now?Does it count?

There was silence for a while, and the atmosphere was still mysterious and weird.I don't expect Poker-Face to say a word to brighten the atmosphere, it would be great if the fat man was there, he can always make a few words out of sloppy eyes, but I can only find topics in embarrassment.

"Cough! This, what is this place, why are you here?"

These golden sentences are so applicable no matter when and where, and I am really puzzled.I remember that I was hiding from the savages, and somehow I missed it. When I woke up, Poker Face was already by my side. It stands to reason that he should be with Fatty and the others.

Poker-Face gave me a faint look, without any change in his expression, and said, "They can handle it, but I don't trust you, so I chased after you."

What Pokerfing said was too simple, but I know the process is definitely not that easy, not to mention how he got rid of those savages, just finding someone in this ghost forest is also very difficult.I believe that the Zhang family is different, and I know that Poker Finger is very capable, but his injuries are real.And he always doesn't care about himself like this, taking everything away, I hate him the most, he will never feel sorry for himself, even if it hurts to death now, he just said lightly: It's okay.

"How did you find me!" The tone was a bit awkward.

Pokerfing paused, and said, "Follow the blood you left," looking up to meet my eyes, "Your blood has a unique taste."

Unique taste?Why don't I know what the smell of my blood is, isn't it the smell of rust?But Poker Ping didn't continue to say what the smell was, only that he found me following this smell.When I was discovered, it had been a while since I fell into this hole, and I was basically in the state of leaving the soul.Fortunately, the accumulated leaves at the entrance of the cave were thick, which somewhat acted as a buffer, but there were still a few fractures on my body, and after I was bandaged, I didn't dare to move me again.

I glanced around and looked at the cave. It’s not big, but it’s not closed. Except for the five-meter-high hole on the top of my head that caused me to fall, there are two ear holes. It looks so dark that it’s inexplicable. hairy.Considering my injury, it was impossible to get out from the top of my head, so Poker Bottle went to one of them while I was in a coma, but it was useless, the end was blocked, and he still had time to look at the other one.I told him to watch it together later, but he didn't object.

"It's time for you to rest." Poker bottle reached out to caress my cheek, and gently brushed away the broken hair stuck to my forehead.This action reminded me of the same look in that dream.

So it is!The question buried in the bottom of my heart finally found the answer!

I grabbed his hand that stopped in mid-air, and asked firmly: "You know it, right?"

Poker bottle was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief, and said helplessly, "Wu Xie..."

Although the result was expected, but when he heard him admitting it, he felt a little "squeaky" in his heart. He didn't look him in the eyes and said, "When did it happen?"

He was silent for a while, "It's not important, Wu Xie."

He snorted coldly, "It's not important? What does Master Zhang think is important?"

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