Canglan Ji

He had a vague suspicion the first time he saw Xiao Ran, but he didn't dare to confirm whether it was true...

"Big, big rift... valley."

"Fuck!" Really!Brother Xiaoma cursed angrily, and raised his hand to slap him on the back, but thinking of the many wounds on his back, he finally slapped him on the back of the head, "You're looking for death!!!"

The slap was so firm that Xiao Ran's entire upper body staggered forward, but he didn't fight back, and still persistently stretched out his hand towards the firelight in the fireplace.

Brother Xiao Ma hurriedly pulled him back, fearing that his hands would be burned, he took a few deep breaths, and felt the veins on his forehead jump out, and the roar almost knocked the roof down: "Can you fucking Save your worries, brother Ma! Let me live a few more years! Ah!"

"I'm sorry." Xiao Ran whispered.

Brother Xiao Ma stared at him for a moment, then resigned himself to brushing his hair again, feeling sad.

Xiao Ran came back, he finally didn't have to worry about Yu Chuan fighting him desperately.

But if one day Yu Chuan knows about Xiao Ran's experience in the past few years, combined with the nonsense in each of his letters...

Feeling so happy and sad in one day, Xiao Ma felt that he was a little prematurely aging.

—Forget it, let’s take a step and see.

——Isn’t life just so full of ups and downs...

A few days before Xiao Ran came back, Brother Xiao Ma was always with him.

He could tell that Xiao Ran probably hadn't spoken in recent years, maybe he hadn't even made a sound, his response to language was very slow, and his mind was slow.

He knew exactly where the Great Rift Valley was.He has been there twice. The first time was when Solanda sent people to investigate the Great Rift Valley. He was the first to go down. After exploring for a week, he felt that he was about to go crazy.Xiao Ran has been there for three full years, and he is really not sure how much humanity is left.He didn't dare to let Xiao Ran go out for a walk by himself, even against Xiao Ran's vicious attitude of killing people when he just returned to the town.

So he took out all of Yu Chuan's letters and asked Xiao Ran to read them word by word in his study.

Xiao Ran read the letter day after day, over and over again, his voice gradually became less hoarse, his speech speed gradually accelerated, his gaze became more and more steady, and he finally looked human.

After he got better, he slowly told his experience of the past three years under the patient inquiry of Xiao Ma.

On the 12th day, he disappeared from Brother Ma's house.

Brother Xiao Ma was blown up at that time, not knowing where the little devil had gone, he walked around the room twice anxiously, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and ran towards the tent where Yu Chuan lived a few years ago.

The tent has been tidied up, but the lamp is not lit, and a person sits quietly in front of the bed, with long hair like a waterfall, hanging around his shoulders and waist.

Brother Xiao Ma breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death!"

"Don't worry." Xiao Ran said softly, "I'm awake now, I won't kill people randomly, Master will be unhappy."

Brother Xiao Ma walked up to him and sat down, silently accompanying him.

"Brother Ma," Xiao Ran said quietly in the dark, "I am not his drag now, am I?"

"Ah."

"I have made him sad these past few years." Xiao Ran said, "Will he still want to see me?"

"willing."

"Will he forgive me?"

"Will do."

Xiao Ran was silent for a long time, then spoke again, in a very low voice: "Brother Ma, I'm scared."

Little Ma felt his nose sore, so he put his arms around his shoulders, patted him, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

——How deep is his affection for Yu Chuan, so that after experiencing more than 1000 days and nights of purgatory-like life, he still thinks of Yu Chuan carefully, treating him like a treasure, afraid that the current self will be shocked in his heart people.

"Xiaoran," Brother Ma said, "Your brother Ma is quite stupid in terms of relationships, but I have to tell you something."

"Ah."

"Do you know why you can come out?"

"Because of Yu Chuan."

"Well, you love him, so you crawled out. But you have to remember, love is not animal nature, not demon nature, but human nature." Little Ma put his arms around his shoulders, and said slowly, "I know, you are not interested in life." I don’t care about it, and I won’t persuade anyone to love the world. Don’t let people who should be killed be spared, but those who shouldn’t be killed... You have to know it in your heart.”

"Yeah." Xiao Ran nodded, "I know."

Xiao Ran slept in Yu Chuan's tent for three full days.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, he couldn't control his eyelids, he was so tired.

When he heard the conversation between Brother Xiao Ma and Yu Chuan at the beginning, the crying and struggling was true, and it was also true that he had no life in the next 20 days.

It's just that he took his own feelings into account, and while enduring the pain of Yu Chuan having to leave, he forced himself to remain sober and rational in the midst of his great grief, and set up the camp step by step against his own crumbling state of mind.

When everyone thought he had collapsed and given up, he held on tightly.

Even though he was seriously injured, the only thought in his heart was still to protect Yu Chuan.

He couldn't bear the endless waiting, and couldn't accept that he would be Yu Chuan's weakness and fatal flaw, so he fought again, fought with his life, and lived to death until the end of his life.

If you can't catch up, strengthen it.

If you still can't catch up, just strengthen it.

He doesn't know where his limit is, how much pain and suffering he can withstand, he only knows to keep accelerating.Even if he is burned to ashes by the sun in the end, he will be regarded as a worthy death and will never regret it.

From rushing out of the shelter to jumping into the Great Rift, he didn't have much time to rest.Entering the valley is even more frightening every day, like walking on a tightrope.In every battle, he devoted all his efforts and escaped from death.He tensed all his nerves to fight for many years, not giving himself any chance to breathe.

Because once he slackens, he may never be able to stand up again.

Fortunately he did.

During this month, Xiao Ran slowly adapted to life in the world. He bought a log cabin in Canglan Town and sold the tent that the two of them used to have.I also replenished my daily necessities, took care of everything at home, cut my hair short by the way, and bought some clothes.

All the money was borrowed from Xiao Ma, but he couldn't afford it.The materials of Warcraft in the Great Rift Valley are all rare and expensive, and if they are resold in the main city, they will be amazing wealth.

Now he is basking in the sun besides eating, drinking, sleeping and trying to gain weight.His skin was extremely pale because he hadn't seen the sun for many years, it was almost transparent, and he didn't have the slightest breath of life. It was even scarier than when he was hunting in the misty forest.

Whenever he lies with his arms on his pillow in the small courtyard outside the wooden house basking in the not very warm winter sun, he always has the illusion of not knowing what day and night it is.He felt as if he had come back, and it seemed that he was still in the Great Rift Valley, sleeping for a while, waking up for a while, as if in a cloud of chaos, in a fog isolated from the world.

Although he has adapted and recovered very well on the surface, even now he is almost the same as before in front of Xiao Ma, bickering, laughing and cursing as he likes.But he knew that the mark of the devil had been integrated into his flesh and blood, and would never fade away from his heart.

Brother Xiaoma said to let him remember his humanity, but he didn't even know how much humanity he still had left.

He asked Brother Xiao Ma for the best medicine, trying to get rid of some shallow scars.

He carefully put away his tyrannical and bloodthirsty demon nature, suppressed the murderous aura like a sea of ​​blood all over his body, hid the haze in his eyes, and put on human skin again, lest if even a little bit of it was revealed, it would be shocking.

The boundless nightmare has been surrounding him, embracing him where no one can see, gnawing at his flesh and blood.

The desire to kill filled every nerve of his. He remembered the hot and humid blood of the two hunters and the torn limbs he tore into pieces. He remembered the intestines scattered all over the ground. Warmth, remembering the broken body in his arms.Those warm touches and the breath of blood settled in his soul, whispering in his ear all the time - only these can dispel your cold and fear.

His blood is cold, his body is cold, and his heart is also cold.

He often wakes up from nightmares, in which he is still in the Great Rift Valley, running and fighting in the boundless darkness, suffering, crazy, without years, unknown life and death, meaningless humans and animals.Every time I struggle to wake up, I am always afraid that the real world is just a dream, and I don't know whether I am Zhuang Sheng or a butterfly.

When the end of the year was approaching, Xiao Ran went to the Duststorm Desert.

He searched for two hours in the Duststorm Desert, and saw several placerajin beasts, but none of them belonged to him.His little one was brighter in color than the others, golden and free of dust, unlike these dusty brown sand gold beasts.

He whistled as he walked, and the clear whistle sounded far away, attracting countless monsters.

In Xiao Ran's eyes, the monsters in the dust storm desert are not even scumbags. He can open a hole in the monster's head by picking up a few stones at random.

"Ahhh!" Finally, he heard a familiar voice.

The golden football rolled quickly from afar, and stopped straight in front of him. He poked his head out and blinked his small round eyes to look at him in puzzlement.

Xiao Ran raised his hand and snapped his fingers at it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the familiar movement made the Sandkin Beast recognize him, stretched out its limbs excitedly and jumped up two feet high on the spot.

He picked up the Sand Gold Beast, and let its big head rub against Xiao Ran's chest vigorously.

Xiao Ran's heart was touched, he hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch its head.

The sand gold beast buried its head in his palm and rubbed it, ah a few times.