An aspen growing in the cracks of black rocks has come to an end, but it is only a moment of countless aspen trees.

Who would have thought that it had also made its own indelible contribution to the coming of the storm.

Zhang Fan's body was 10,000 times worse than he imagined, he was like that poplar.

Thousands of homes are brightly lit, and they are all drawing a perfect end to the upcoming New Year.

But none of this has anything to do with Zhang Fan.

"Mr. Zhang Fan, the major functions of your internal organs have been seriously damaged to a great extent, and with modern technology, it can no longer play any role, maybe you don't have much time, do you need to notify your family?"

Zhang Fan dragged his scarred body tiredly, curled up in the corner of the fence outside the hospital, the cigarette butts of his fingers emitted a faint light, and the rising smoke lingered around his long fingers.

At that moment, the loneliness of the night swept over his world.

Some injuries are irreversible, just as some fates are immutable.

The New Year in the capital is still as lively as childhood, with children chasing and adults talking and laughing in the back.

But what about Zhang Fan.

The entire capital was immersed in the joy of victory in the war, and all he had left was this physical examination report.

He's not God, and he can't change anything.

He was just a loner in his early twenties who had gone through the vicissitudes of the world.

To be honest, Zhang Fan was envious at this moment, envious of those who could have a home to go back to, a hot meal cooked by his parents, and an atmosphere of laughter and laughter.

He is a great demon king, one person is above ten thousand, and he has any material he wants in the world, but he has no home.

He is a lonely traveler who was adopted by the old Zhang family since he was a child.

He is like duckweed, but he delusionally thinks he has roots.

In the end he was still the baby, the baby crying because of hunger?

"Father, I'm so tired, I may not live long this time, it's okay, the unfilial son will go down to accompany you!" Zhang Fan showed a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and walked on the lonely street with a can of beer in his hand.

If there is anyone else in this world who can experience Zhang Fan's loneliness, perhaps only Wei Songyi.

Wei Songyi was wearing a snow-white hat on her head and pink gloves on her hands, at this time her delicate white and tender face was blown red by the cold wind, standing under the lamp at the intersection with her hands behind her back, looking at Zhang Fan with a smile.

Zhang Fan was slightly stunned and said with a wry smile, "Why are you here?"

"Waiting for you, Happy New Year," Wei Songyi smiled.

"Happy New Year!" Zhang Fan smiled.

In the dim light, the two looked at each other in the eyes and did not look away for a long time.

Wei Songyi saw loneliness, sadness, self-blame, pain, and torment in Zhang Fan's eyes.

And all this can only be seen by her, because she is also an orphan, and she has a home that she can't go back to, and even that home is no longer hers.

She is also a lonely traveler, walking on this road destined to be full of thorns.

Wei Songyi took the initiative to stretch out his hand with pink gloves for the first time and said, "Since Happy New Year, why don't we go to a place." ”

Zhang Fan let Wei Songyi pull him forward, and they came to the top of Poria Mountain. ”

Looking down from Poria Mountain, the entire capital fell into view.

Zhang Fan squinted his eyes and smoked in silence.

Wei Songyi sat calmly beside Zhang Fan, kicking and beating his feet on the cliff, occasionally tilting his head to look at Zhang Fan.

"To be honest, I'm getting used to the smell of tobacco on you, even though I have a habit of cleanliness. ”

Wei Songyi hit Zhang Fan with his arm and said, "Do you remember how we met?"

"How did you meet?" Zhang Fan asked with an eyebrow.

"I was kidnapped in a car accident that day, and then you came out," Wei Songyi smiled.

"Oh, that's right," Zhang Fanri said thoughtfully.

"You have something on your mind," Wei Songyi said.

"You also have something on your mind," Zhang Fan said.

"Do you say that people are born like this and should be miserable, or are you temporary?" Wei Songyi was a little concerned about this question.

She was bullied by those people in the Wei family since she was a child, and she didn't get rid of everything when she grew up.

Zhang Fan was not, when he was a child, he was that swarthy little man, and no one wanted to be friends with him.

grew up, and his family fell apart one by one because of himself.

Zhang Fan took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, "Life pain has always been like this. ”

Wei Songyi's delicate body trembled, she lowered her head, and her appearance of wanting to speak and stopping was distressing.

"How long can you hold out?" Wei Songyi asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask that?" Zhang Fan came back to his senses, afraid that Wei Songyi had already noticed something.

"You went to the hospital just now, I know," Wei Songyi frowned slightly, "Are you always used to keeping the pain to yourself, do you bastards know?"

Speaking of this, Wei Songyi's heart was inexplicably empty, as if something important had been gouged out of his chest.

"I'll accompany you," Wei Songyi said as he grabbed Zhang Fan's cold hand, "At least you can't bear all this alone." ”

Zhang Fan looked at Wei Songyi and lost his mind, but he instinctively rejected Wei Songyi.

Wei Songyi's delicate body trembled, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, "Why?"

"There's no need for you to waste time with me, you guessed right, I might really be going to die, this time it can't be solved by relying on my own healing powers. ”

In the process of fighting the killer, he paid the price of his own life, in exchange for the temporary peace of Huaxia, even if Qi Hai accidentally awakened later, he could not change the previously damaged body.

"So what, I'll accompany you," Wei Songyi stretched out his hand but was pushed away by Zhang Fan.

"You better face Zhang Zhuo's problem next, Huaxia can't live without you, you are more likely to go on than me. ”

"Zhang Fan, you obviously know why I came back, why did you refuse me?"

The Great Demon King does not deserve to have feelings.

Zhang Fan said, "Don't come to me in the future, otherwise I will hurt you, I just want to find a quiet place to die." ”

This time Zhang Fan decided to leave, and left completely.

He just wanted to find a place to die.

In the old Zhang family's mansion, at this time, Eagle Eye and the others had already noticed the problem that Zhang Fan did not come back.

The Immortal came back from outside panting and said nervously, "Are you back?"

Hawkeye shook his head and said solemnly, "That bastard, are you really planning to find a place to rot?" ”

And the news that Zhang Fan did not return overnight, the Han family has also learned.

Han Tianming launched the eyeliner of the entire capital, but he still didn't find Zhang Fan.

If he didn't want to show up, no one would be able to find him.

"Don't look for him, he won't be back," Wei Songyi said from outside the gate.

"He ......"

"He told us not to bother him," Wei Songyi smiled sadly.

"That bastard, is this to make the Huaxia Mansion considered a white-eyed wolf," Han Tianming said angrily, "As soon as he leaves, how can Huaxia repay such kindness?"

Everyone looked at the fireworks outside the window, and their hearts were mixed, that man was no longer the big demon king that everyone feared, he was a hero, a hero of Huaxia, a hero of the old Zhang family, and a hero of Zhang Xueer.

On the road illuminated by fireworks, a lonely man looked back on the road, and he chose to leave silently.

"You're here!" Zhang Fan looked at the black-robed man opposite.

I don't know why, Zhang Fan knew that the black-robed man would come to look for him at this time, but he didn't expect to come so soon.

He is inextricably linked to the black-robed man.

"Are you getting out of here?" asked the black-robed man.

"Well, I'm leaving, and my mission is complete," Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Let me come with you, I've been alone for a long time, and I really want to find someone to talk to, at least if you really die, I can still collect your body," the black-robed man said.

"Okay," Zhang Fan hugged his head and passed by the black-robed man.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under the hood, and the black-robed man followed.

"Where are you going now?"

"I don't know, anyway, I don't want to stay in Huaxia, how about not going to the Desert Empire?"

"You're going to find your big brother?"

"It looks like you've investigated me?" Zhang Fan said, "I just want to ask some things clearly before I die, and I will die without regrets." ”

"Yes," the black-robed man's voice resounded in the quiet forest.

"What's your name?"

"Hmm...... Just call me the black-robed man, I've forgotten my name. ”

"Then call you Lao Hei, be closer like this, hehe!"

Someone was not very satisfied, touched his chin and said seriously, "I don't think this is appropriate, it's better to ......"

"Okay, it's called Lao Hei. ”

"Did you listen to me?"

"Old Black!" immediately shouted.

"What?!"

"It's okay, I just want to scream and see if it goes well. ”