The sound of the rain cut off the world, and Su was immersed in her own sad emotions. He wanted to bring back both Meow and Trumpet, but now Trumpet is gone. With such a heavy rain, can't you even find the body?

"Don't cry. A weak voice came from behind his ears, his body was pressed by gravity, and the rain and tears on Su Tianran's face were not clear.

Looking back in surprise, looking at the trumpet lying on his shoulder, Su was crying with joy, stretched out his hand to hug the person and howled. Trumpet is not dead, yes, he is still alive. However, the flesh and blood on Trumpet's face were blurred, and the white bones of Sen Sen inside could be faintly seen. Will Trumpet survive in these harsh conditions?

"Don't cry. Trumpet lay weakly in Su Tanran's arms, wanting to reach out to help him wipe his tears, but he felt very tired in his heart. However, he was still reluctant to let him cry. Reluctant, but ruthless, the tiredness of the trumpet is no longer able to tell.

Su looked at him with red eyes, and at this moment, the joy in his heart filled his heart, and his whole heart warmed up, spreading to his entire body, dispelling the cold brought by the rain.

"Don't cry. Let's go!" endured and endured, but still couldn't bear his sad expression, and reached out to help him wipe away the water that I didn't know if it was tears or rain. Such a cold and cold little sauce, how inconsistent this sad and sad expression is with him. Oh, it's also sad for myself, it's worth it.

Su Tanran was still holding the trumpet tightly, unwilling to let go. He was afraid that as soon as he let go, the trumpet would disappear. He was afraid that this was an illusion caused by his obsession.

Trumpet weakly hugged Su Ran. He knew that he was running out of time, and every qiē was strong. But before that, it was okay to be able to get Xiao Sauce's hug.

There was something in their arms that embraced each other. Trumpet reached out and took out the thing, and it looked wet, like the idle meow of a chicken in soup. Trumpet threw Xian Meow aside with a cold face, and hugged Su Ranran with his greatest strength.

In fact, I really want him to die with him and go to hell together. I've been holding his hand, so I won't get lost even if I'm reincarnated. However, there is no time, and I can't bear it.

Forget it, forget it.

Trumpet struggled to get up, picked up Xian Meow, and took Su Qianran's hand: "Come, go this way, I'll send you back to the tribe." ”

"Well, let's go back. We'll let the healer look at your wounds. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Speaking of the trumpet's wound, Su Tianran couldn't help but cry again.

Trumpet walked in front and pouted, what's the use of saying I'm sorry? I didn't get what I wanted. It's a strange feeling to be bored with him and like him at the same time. But what do I need to do with such strange feelings?

It was pouring rain, and Su Tanran felt that every step he took was difficult. Looking at the trumpet with a straight spine in front of him, Su Tianran's heart suddenly settled down. The trumpet is so powerful, it's really worth relying on.

If you didn't misunderstand the trumpet at the beginning, but were with the trumpet, then you should have ended up laughing by now.

"Ahh But his hands kept shaking. The small's bloody face was no longer bleeding, but was washed white by the rain, looking disgusting and terrifying. The white bones of the Sen Sen can already be seen, and Su Tianran doesn't know what strength the trumpet is using to insist on him walking in this heavy rain.

"I'm fine. Trumpet tried to maintain his usual stern wound expression, but all that was revealed was weakness. "I remember there's a cave around here, so let's go and take shelter from the rain. ”

"Well, good. When the rain stops, it's not too late for us to go back to the tribe. Su Tianran helped the trumpet, took the idle meow in the trumpet's hand, pulled the leaf and wrapped it in his arms.

Trumpet watched Su's gentle movements, turned his head away, and his eyes were sour. But he didn't say anything, pushed away Su Tanran's hand, stiffened his spine and headed towards the cave in his memory. Time was running out, and there was no way he could escort them back to the tribe. The cave was safe, and they all knew that when the rain stopped, it would be safe.

Su Tianran hurriedly followed behind, wanting to help the trumpet, but was avoided by the trumpet. Su pursed her lips and stared at the back of the trumpet without blinking, hoping that the trumpet was really fine. I hope his health can be better, so that the trumpet may still be saved.

Luckily, the cave is nearby. Trumpet took Su to climb a few slopes and entered the cave safely. There was some water at the entrance to the cave, but it was dry inside. There are also some dried leaves, which are really lucky.

Su Tianran carried Xianmeow inside, put Xianmeow on the leaves, and kept wiping the water for Xianmeow. He was afraid that idle meow would get sick.

It was scared of rain outside, and the cave was not very bright in the first place, and the trumpet stood at the doorway, covering half of the light, and the cave was even darker.

"Come in, don't stand at the door. The rain will blow on you. Su Qian beckoned the trumpet to come over. He wanted to take a good look at Trumpet's wounds.

But the trumpet didn't move, with the light on his back, Su couldn't see his expression clearly. But Trumpet himself knew that his expression must be ugly now.

Su got up and wanted to come over and pull the trumpet, but the trumpet moved his lips and said dryly and hard: "I'll go out and find some firewood." He turned around and left.

"You're crazy, come back. It's raining outside, what can you do if your wound is infected?" Su rushed to the entrance of the cave, and the trumpet had already rushed into the rain curtain, and he could only see a vague figure through the rain curtain.

"It's raining so hard, where is there dry firewood. Come back soon!" yelled and his throat ached, and he couldn't see the man emerge from the rain.

Su stood at the entrance of the cave, and the rain blew on him, cold and biting. Su Tanran wiped his face, very flustered. But he had to comfort himself, Trumpet was an orc, he must know where there was dry firewood to go out in this heavy rain, right? It must be like this, after a while, Trumpet will come back.

No, I'm going to get him back, don't worry about him.

"Meow~" A faint voice came from behind, recalling Su Tanran's thoughts. Wiping a handful of rain from his face, Su Qian glanced at the rain curtain that cut off his vision, lowered his eyes and turned to look at Xian Meow. What should I do if I go to Idle Meow by myself? Even if I go out now, it will be difficult to find the trumpet again.

Idle meow looks so pitiful in the leaves. Touching his warm body temperature, Su Tianran's heart was finally able to let go a little, what if Xian Meow got sick?

"Meow~" The idle meow in the coma is not stable, and occasionally shivers, stretching out her pink tongue to lick the side of her mouth. Seeing Su Tingran's distress.

After picking up some rainwater at the entrance of the cave, Su Tianran slowly handed it to Xian Meow with his fingers. Seeing Xian Meow licking her lips like milk, wanting more, Su Tianran's heart hurt.

In addition to the leather skirt on his body, which was already dry, Su took off the leather skirt, and then picked up Xian Meow and put it in his arms, hoping that his body temperature could give Xian Meow temperature.

Leaning against the cold wall, Su Qian looked at the idle meow in his arms and then at the rain outside. The inner uneasiness is growing more and more, why hasn't the trumpet come back yet? Could it be outside......

Su Qian didn't dare to think about it anymore, it was already lucky that the trumpet was still alive. Closing his eyes, Su asked himself not to look again, not to think about anything else.

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Maybe he was too tired, Su Tianran actually fell asleep against the wall. I didn't sleep well, there were many unfamiliar faces in my dreams, obviously strangers, but Su Tianran felt very familiar. They laughed at Su and cried at Su. Su wanted to laugh and cry with them, but felt that something was missing. The heart is empty, unable to empathize.

The last person was a handsome general in a military uniform, carrying a jar of wine, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing Su Ran's smile softly, even if it was a light smile, the smile was very warm.

"Now, Xiao Ran, come and drink. ”

"Okay, general, okay, Shi Xun. Gloomy feelings swept through his chest in an instant. Su Tanran covered his chest, feeling so painful, but his face smiled with the man.

He didn't take a step towards the man, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a noon gate, and there was a strong smell of blood in the rare silence. Su stood in place, looking at the head of the person who was still laughing and letting him drink just now, bleeding all over the ground, red mud and sand.

The grief and anger in his chest were so suppressed that Su couldn't straighten his waist and stumbled close to the man's body. His trembling hands tried to collect the man's body. Holding the man's head up, Su Tanran's tears had blurred his eyes, so sour that he could barely open them.

The man's face gradually changed, and he was a trumpet.

Su was stunned, but he was not afraid. It seems that in his heart, the trumpet is Shi Xun, it should be Shi Xun, who made this an absurd dream.

The trumpet with his eyes closed did not have the usual sternness, nor did he occasionally show a comic demeanor. It's very peaceful, very delicate, and I feel very warm face.

Suddenly, the tight eyes opened, and they were full of deep sadness, full, as if they were about to overflow.

With this thought, a string of crystal water light flowed from Trumpet's eyes, from the corners of the eyes to the corners of the mouth, so hurt.

"Su Qianran, you hurt me. His face suddenly changed to Shi Xun's appearance, not gentle, full of resentment: "You hurt me!"

"Me!" The dusty memory seemed to be about to break through the seal, Su Qian held his head and the whole person trembled: "It's not me, it's not me!"

That face suddenly turned into a sad face of the trumpet again, and Su Qianran looked at the clear eyes and calmed down: "Trumpet ......"

But only this breath of relief, Trumpet's expression changed suddenly, and he looked vicious like a wolf, no, he was originally a wolf: "You hurt me, I want you to pay for your life!"

As he spoke, there was a strong force that made the head in Su Tianran's hand break free of his hand, and flew towards Su Tianran with his sharp teeth open.

"No!" Su was so frightened by the turn of events that she fell to the ground. The head threw itself into Su Tanran's arms and bit into Su Tanran's fruit.

"It hurts!" Sue screamed, waking up from her nightmare, sweating profusely. The pain of the fruit was still there, and Su Qian looked down: "!"

Nima, Idle Meow suddenly bit his hard suck. Little milk kitten, I'm not your father. It hurts, don't bite it, okay?

Saving himself from Xian Meow's mouth, Su Qian looked at Xian Meow with his eyes closed and still unsatisfied, and almost wanted to throw people away.

Sigh and put the idle meow on the leaves. Seeing that there was no lighter rain outside, Su got up and stood at the door of the cave worriedly.

How long had he been asleep? What about the trumpet? Hasn't the trumpet come back yet? That nightmare, I don't know if Shi Xun is dead or if it is a harbinger of the trumpet.

Su Tanran clutched his uneasy chest and was melancholy. I hope that the trumpet can come back safely, and it is best to appear in front of my eyes immediately.

God, bless the trumpet.

"Hey—where are you?" suddenly a shout came, and Su Tianran's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly looked into the rain. The voice was very weak, and the rain curtain was obscuring, and Su Tianran couldn't see anything, but it didn't hinder his joy and excitement.

"Trumpet, I'm here, here. "It's the trumpet that's back, it's the trumpet that's back. Thank God, thank you, thank you!

Su Tanran covered his face, stabilizing the tears in his eyes, but he couldn't steady his excited steps.

Looking at the figure that gradually appeared in the rain curtain, Su took an arrow step and threw himself into the man's arms with a deep joy: "Trumpet, great." ”

Irene happily hugged the person in her arms, but when she heard the person she came out in the rain calling someone else's name, looking forward to the appearance of someone else, that gentle smile couldn't help but stiffen.