Mu Zhen, who was lying on the bed, felt inexplicably relaxed, this relief not only came from the fever of the body had subsided, but also from Wu Xiaojuan's help, in front of Zhang Ran and Liu Xuchang, although Xiaojuan did not say more words, but it made Mu Zhen feel the warmth of family, the warmth was very peculiar, there was a kind of motherly love, and there was a dependence of relatives.

Mu Zhen thought about one word - love.

Love is a word, but it is always great, there are many kinds of love in this life, the first is the love from parents, that is pure and does not tolerate any impurities of love, is from the heart, innate, there is no falsehood, no artificiality, not to mention any addition, this love will accompany the parents throughout their lives, as the children grow older, this love has gradually become a kind of concern. The second kind of love is the love between family members, this kind of love is more love, this kind of love is based on blood, and in the tempering of the years, it has slowly become a kind of mutual care and help. The third is the teacher's love, which contains a kind of responsibility and pins the teacher's ardent hope. The fourth is the love between classmates and friends, this kind of love is like the pure friendship that the world says, it is based on friendship, without friendship, or the fading of friendship, this love will become nothing, so this kind of love is most likely to change and ponder. Finally, the love in this love, this kind of love is the most sacred and inviolable that a person has experienced in the process of growing up, and many literati and scholars in the past dynasties have given a strong touch to this special love, from the earliest "Book of Songs" in ancient China to describe "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island, My Fair Lady, Gentleman Good" to the contemporary people to write "life is precious, love is more valuable". Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, nothing can be excepted, this love is a spark generated by the collision of two hearts, this spark will form a terrifying invincible force, this power can destroy mountains, can cut off rivers and lakes, can travel through time and space, can accompany a lifetime.

Mu Zhen seemed to see Xiao Juan's expression when she wiped her sweat with a handkerchief, under the dim light, her eyes were serious, and the gratitude in Mu Zhen's heart came spontaneously, especially when she knew that Xiao Juan had paid the medical bills for herself, the waves in her heart could not be called turbulent, but they also turned up layers of ripples. How can you not be moved by this kind of behavior that is not a relative but is better than a relative?

Mu Zhen's mood of this relationship, which she had put down, suddenly seemed to be ignited by a fire, rekindled, this time it was really difficult to extinguish, Mu Zhen's heart was difficult to calm down, maybe the effect of drugs, or fatigue, unconsciously, Mu Zhen fell asleep in thought.

Mu Zhen walked into a wilderness in a trance, gray dark clouds covered the entire sky, like a big umbrella hanging overhead, the country and the surrounding were all high and low grass, the air was so solemn that it was suffocating, there was only one path in front of Mu Zhen, the weeds on both sides almost covered the path, along this path, Mu Zhen rushed aimlessly, he wondered in his heart, where did this road lead? Why did he come here? Where will he go? Why can't he see a figure in this wilderness? Mu Zhen's mood was also as bad as this gloomy weather.

Looking back, he could no longer see the way he came, he was only in this wilderness, he had no choice but to follow this path, he looked up at the sky from time to time, the dark clouds in the sky were as immobile as the air between the sky and the earth, he no longer had any sense of direction, in such a wilderness without any signs, the south, east and west were no longer important to him, the important thing was whether there was a road under his feet.

Mu Zhen prayed silently, praying that the road under his feet would take him out of this wilderness and find a familiar way home.

It was getting late, and the dark god was getting closer and closer, Mu Zhen had an inexplicable panic in his heart, and couldn't help but speed up his pace, and the sound of stepping on the grass lying on the path broke the silence in the wilderness, making Mu Zhen sound as if someone was following him behind.

Suddenly, the high slope in front of him made Mu Zhen stunned, paused and hesitated for a moment, then threw off his stride and ran straight up the hillside, standing on the hillside, he was in trouble. A small river in front of him blocked the way, the river surface is not wide, at a glance, about 20 meters wide, the water surface is as calm as a mirror, the blue river water is bottomless, he bent down on the path to find a stone, threw it into the river, only to hear a crisp "bang" sound, a circle of ripples on the water, from the rapid and slow spread around, listening to the sound, like when he was a child throwing a stone into a deep well, the river is very deep, he looked along the riverbank, the endless grass on the riverbank, did not flash the slightest path, he suddenly understood, there was no road under his feet, standing there looking at the sky, dazed.

How you can cross the river is the key. Whatever was on the other side of the river, he had to cross the river and find a way out of the wilderness, he didn't want to turn back, he even knew that the way back might be longer and more unpredictable, and crossing the river was his only option. He kept thinking about various plans for crossing the river, and again and again he let himself completely deny it. How much a boat is needed at this time, even if it is too small to carry him alone!

He grabbed the weeds on the bank and slid slowly down the bank to the surface, and when he saw his face in the mirror-like water, it was a little pale, and even in this darkness it seemed that there was a light in the water, and he hurriedly climbed up, and stood on the bank again and looked at the other side of the river.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw a small boat coming here, and there was a small man standing on the boat, wearing a hat, who was rowing towards him with a penny, he was only happy, and he didn't have time to look at the people, he wanted to shout, but he was afraid of alarming the rowers, he didn't dare to gasp for breath, and even held his breath and waited for the boat to approach.

Closer, closer, closer, he didn't dare to look, he was really afraid to look at the boat to change course, he was afraid that he would accidentally move the person who rowed the boat, so he turned his face and looked at the side along the river. He saw that the dark clouds at the end of the creek had begun to disperse, and the sky was much brighter, and then he looked around, and the dark clouds covering the wilderness began to shrink from the horizon, revealing the white horizon. He was a little surprised in his heart, but he still didn't dare to take a breath.

The boat has arrived in front of him, the person holding the penny in his hand did not raise his head, nor did he speak, but just lightly tapped the grass on the shore, hinting at the move of letting Mu Zhen come up, Mu Zhen did not dare to slack off, slid down the river bank, and jumped directly on the boat, because the hat was covered very tightly, he did not see the face of the person who came, Mu Zhen was grateful, but he couldn't speak, silently watched the man take the penny on the shore a little harder, the boat left the shore very lightly, like an arrow shot by a bow, and rushed towards the center of the river, Mu Zhen's heart suddenly mentioned his throat, he was a little illusory in front of him, only to see the water lines raised by the boat after rowing to both sides of the rapid ripple, and the penny was inserted into the water againThe penny that was more than four meters was left with only one meter above the water, and the boatman with his back to Mu Zhen exerted his strength again, and the boat was much faster, obviously many times faster than when he rowed over, and when he got off the penny again, the boat was already close to the riverbank.

Mu Zhen didn't have time to say thanks, so he raised his feet and jumped directly to the river, when he turned around, the boat had rowed to the center of the river, the man waved his hand at him, Mu Zhen saw the face of the person on the boat clearly through the light around him, it was his familiar face, how could it be her? Mu Zhen was really stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes, the person who took the penny turned out to be Wu Xiaojuan, and waved his hand to himself expressionlessly, he was dumbfounded, he was excited, grateful, tried to open his mouth, but in the end he didn't shout a word.

The black clouds on the horizon continued to rise, and the surroundings suddenly brightened a lot, Mu Zhen climbed up the river bank, and the road in front of him was much wider than the other side of the river, he didn't know what it meant, and hurriedly ran along the road, he felt hot all over, as if he was on fire, he woke up from the heat, and found that he was wet, and his hand was tightly clutched in the hand that Xiaojuan gave him at night.

Mu Zhen wiped the sweat on her head with her hand, reminiscing about the dream just now, and couldn't understand it, but she just said two words softly—fate!