poor house

In the dark eyes, a line of chaotic tears finally flowed down.

I don't want to die, but I'm already dead.

Zhang Qiling lying on the bed seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at the hands stretched out in front of him at the same time.It wasn't covered in blood, and there wasn't a stench.The snow-white ceiling seemed to be mocking Zhang Qiling's trembling at the moment, and the drizzle outside the window seemed to echo it.

It turned out to be a dream again.

Unable to bear a long sigh, he turned around and looked at the cold and empty sheet on the left, Zhang Qiling slowly stroked the place where Wu Xie should have been lying.The drops of water falling rapidly on his face landed on the pillow with a patter, Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment, reached out to touch the remaining tear stains on his face, and frowned in disbelief.

I actually cried in my dream.

The sudden growling of the stomach made Zhang Qiling instantly recall the hunger in the dream. Why did he dream of such a self? Obviously, he had no memory of the past. Why did he keep dreaming again and again in the past few days? the emergence of.

If that was the beginning of my becoming a zombie, if that was my own death, thousands of years have passed, why would it be projected through dreaming at this time?Putting one hand on the heart and silently feeling the powerful beating, Zhang Qiling still did not show a relaxed look on his expressionless face.

If this is the beginning of my immortality, why did I become a drought in just a thousand years?I vaguely remember that when I met the black blind man, I was avoiding the catastrophe.So before that, what happened to him?And why can't I remember anything?

Obviously, thousands of years have passed, and I have never carefully recalled these before, but why these days I always subconsciously want to recall what Zhang Qiling was like in the past.Leaning on the bed and looking at the half of the glass of water and the lid with the pills on it, Zhang Qiling rubbed his aching temples troubledly. Could it be because of his illness that he became so abnormal.

I don't know what Wu Xie is doing now, although it's only been a day apart, Zhang Qiling always feels that these dozens of hours are longer than the thousands of years he used to.He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and pressed 1 to dial out. After waiting for a long time, he only heard the busy signal that he could not be connected temporarily.

It's because the signal is bad.Remembering the reason Wang Meng told at noon, Zhang Qiling put the phone back under the pillow.The faint sound of thunder coming from outside the window was like the roar of a trapped animal. Zhang Qiling frowned. It will be summer soon. The thunder and lightning that he had been avoiding was finally no longer a threat to him. The feeling of lingering fear.

Under the sound of thunder, Zhang Qiling slowly closed his eyes, and Zhang Qiling watched the ceiling gradually sinking into darkness in a daze. Finally, under the effect of the cold medicine, he entered the dreamland again.

Tsk, still very hungry.

The biting cold wind woke up the broken brain again. Wu Xie, who was standing there, didn't even have time to think about why he appeared here, but his eyes were attracted by the weak and thin tree in front of him.

What kind of tree is that, the yellow leaves are shivering pitifully in the cold wind, and the tiny branches can hardly even support the few leaves.Wu Xie quietly looked at the little tree who seemed to be begging for help, and moved involuntarily to the tree.

It seems to be a crabapple tree. It should grow in a warm and humid place, but it was taken to take root in such a cold place.Slowly stretching out his hand to caress the rough tree trunk, Wu Xie could even feel the vitality flowing hard under the skin.

"Since you have encountered it, let me help you."

Although he didn't know exactly what to do, Wu Xie picked up some withered grass and covered them thickly on the roots of the tree, and picked up a long pole to knock down all the bugs and eggs hanging on the branches and leaves.Then I went to a distance to pick up some animal corpses and buried them at the roots of the tree, which can be regarded as fertilizing the malnourished little crabapple tree.Finally, the long pole was propped under a certain tree pole, which was regarded as a support for the crumbling sapling.

"Okay, I shouldn't die this way." Patting the soil on his hands with satisfaction, Wu Xie looked at the results in front of him, and seemed to be able to imagine how this small tree would grow into a towering tree.At that time, it should still be blooming, and the begonias all over the tree will definitely dye the sky in this area into a bright red.

Begonia?

Suddenly realizing that the tree in front of him was a crabapple tree, Wu Xie seemed to have remembered something, and his slack eyes gradually filled with doubts.Why are you here?Wasn't it still there just now—just now, what was I doing just now?Looking around a large empty river beach, a picture suddenly popped up in Wu Xie's mind.

A man wearing black sunglasses looked at a luxuriant tree with a smile on his face, and told himself that ten years later would be another person's thousand-year-old day.

Why is the person wearing sunglasses so familiar, and Wu Xie always feels that he knows the person he is talking about.Staring fixedly at the tree shaking its branches and leaves in the wind, Wu Xie just felt that the memory in his brain had been emptied.Besides them, there should be another man——

There should be another man, wearing a dark blue hoodie, with no expression on his stern face, his dark eyes seem to be full of starlight, he doesn't like to talk, but his voice is so gentle.

Who is this man, should I know him?Why is it that when I think of him, there is such a sweetness in my heart that I can't melt it.

Slowly closing his eyes, he tried hard to recall the memories that seemed to be deliberately erased. Wu Xie stood in place against the whistling wind, but vaguely heard the direction the wind was blowing, as if someone was calling someone. name.

"Wu Xie—"

"Wu Xie! Wu Xie!" He was still trying to contact Wu Xie through voice transmission, but the voice that sounded again still made Xie Yuhua subconsciously believe that it was not Wu Xie.Although the voice is indeed the same, but the condescending tone when speaking vaguely makes Xie Yuhua feel a little afraid even though they are thousands of miles away.

"Little Haitang, stop barking, he can't hear you."

"Who are you? What did you do to Wu Xie?" She had already consumed too much mana just now to avoid those thunderstorms, and Xie Yuhua, who had no other way to act magically, could only temporarily rest in place.

"I didn't do anything to him, but his efficiency along the way was too slow. When he came to find me by himself, I would probably be wiped out. That's why I had to make this decision."

"Efficiency, what efficiency?" Unable to understand the meaning of the man's words, Xie Yuhua was negotiating with him in her heart, while taking out her mobile phone to send a text message to the black blind man, "Blind man, bring my little brother and come quickly!"

"Do you think your coming this time is just a coincidence? Do you think Wu Xie's ability to dream is innate?" The voice of Wu Xie was clearly speaking, but the mocking tone in the words made Xie Yuhua's heart ache. The back is getting more and more cool. "Do you think that Wu Xie is just Wu Xie?"

"What exactly do you mean? Who are you?" Looking at the barren land in front of her with a frown, Xie Yuhua's heart sank suddenly, "What is your relationship with Wu Xie?"

"It's probably the kind of relationship you think, but it's not that simple." As if knowing what Xie Yuhua was thinking, a smile gradually appeared in Wu Xie's voice. "I just wanted him to come and help me, but now, I've changed my mind."

"Help you for what? Why do you have to change your mind again?" Is this person really Wu Xie's past life?But since it was the previous life, why did he still exist in this world? Wu Xie's horoscope never showed that he had not been reincarnated in any life, or became the coffin of other souls.So why does this person still exist?

"Yeah, why did you change your mind?" The elongated voice seemed to be teasing, "Probably because I slept for too long, and I don't want to be replaced by others like this."

"Wu Xie replaced you?" Xie Yuhua was stunned, "Speak clearly, who are you?"

"If you want to know who I am, you can check it yourself." After a moment of silence, Wu Xie's voice continued, "I just want to see an old friend I haven't seen for a long time."

"Old man? Who are you talking about?" Anxiously waiting for Heixiazi's reply, Xie Yuhua felt that Wu Xie's voice was about to disappear.

"You are all old friends. It's just that there is one old friend who is special." Laughing softly, Wu Xie's voice became weaker, "Little Haitang, you don't need to look for Wu Xie anymore, he is no longer in your world. But don't worry, I won't let him die so easily."

"Wu Xie? Wu Xie!" The completely disconnected consciousness made it impossible for Xie Yuhua to find Wu Xie again. Her tightly clenched fists were about to crush the phone, but the text message sent by Heixiazi finally saved her in time. The phone dies.

"What's the matter, Master Hua, what happened?"

"Blind man, there is an old friend who wants to see Zhang Qiling," Xie Yuhua recalled the tone in which he called himself 'Xiao Haitang' just now, and couldn't help shivering again, "Xiao Xie is in danger."

Closing the phone, Xie Yuhua turned her head to look at the barren hills with no grass growing behind her. The clothes on her body were brushed by the whistling wind, and at that moment, there was a more piercing chill on that delicate face.

If Wu Xie is not just Wu Xie, then what exactly is he.

So hungry.

I'm really hungry.

Stumbling on a hill full of rocks and weeds, a man in ragged clothes was covered in blood, his disheveled hair and stains were knotted together, and the gusts of energy emanating from him