"Mother?" Huang Qilun stood on the high cliff, hearing Gong Mengshu's shout, he was momentarily confused, he looked at the bottomless cliff in a daze, and then a glimmer of light flashed in his godless eyes, overlooking the cliff, and muttered: "Oh, I know, my mother is asleep, she is telling me to go, I want to go with her!"

"Qilun, what are you going to do? Hurry up and hold him!" Gong Mengshu saw Huang Qilun's unconscious actions, she screamed, and quickly turned around and grabbed Cheng Ruikai's sleeve, begging him: "Ruikai, you quickly let people hold Qilun, he is going to fall!"

Cheng Ruikai stared at Gong Mengshu, but did not move.

"I beg you, I beg you-" The rain wet Gong Mengshu's sideburns, she tried to open her eyes that were beaten by the rain, and begged Cheng Ruikai almost choked.

Cheng Ruikai hesitated for a moment, and was ready to let the family members surround him from behind and take Huang Qilun down the mountain. He asked Cuigu to support the emotional Gong Mengshu, then raised his eyes to look at Huang Qilun, and walked towards him step by step, "Come down, Huang Qilun!" Cheng Ruikai frowned and shouted to Huang Qilun.

But Huang Qilun saw the majestic and cold Cheng Ruikai staring at him from a distance, and he couldn't help but panic, he ran two steps, but his feet in rotten slippers stepped on the moss on the edge of the cliff, and he slipped suddenly, and the whole person lost his balance, and he fell from the cliff dozens of feet high in an instant, swallowed by the bottomless darkness!

Cheng Ruikai hurriedly rushed forward to catch Huang Qilun, but he was a step too late, and when he ran to the edge of the cliff, Huang Qilun had already fallen into the cliff.

"Qi ......" Gong Mengshu's exclamation was stuck in her throat, and she watched Huang Qilun fall off the cliff like a broken leaf, her heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, and she suddenly lost all her voice.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth. After a while, someone shouted: "That madman fell to the bottom of the cliff and died!" Since it was already dark, someone immediately lit a torch, everyone looked at Cheng Ruikai, and everyone present only followed his instructions.

To be honest, Huang Qilun's accident of falling off the cliff made Cheng Ruikai unexpected, a trace of complicated emotions flashed over his handsome face, and then he twisted his brows and said to the next person: "You immediately go down the cliff to find someone and try your best to save him!"

The subordinates of the Cheng family responded in unison: "Yes!" and scattered and ran down the cliff to find Huang Qilun.

Gong Mengshu sat down on the ground slowly, her whole body was soaked, her sideburns were scattered, and her pale and haggard face had a demented look. Cuigu came up to give Gong Mengshu an umbrella, but she pushed it away.

Cheng Ruikai also walked up, took off his coat and wanted to put it on Gong Mengshu, but she was also blocked by her!

"Go away!" Gong Mengshu yelled almost hysterically, her wet face couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and she felt that one of her hearts had also fallen to the bottom of the cliff. Thinking of Huang Mu, who had already passed away one step earlier, and then thinking of Huang Qilun, a fool who fell into the valley, Gong Mengshu felt that his heart was as if it had been split by a knife, and there was an indescribable guilt and pain.

Tears fell one by one, Gong Mengshu lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and couldn't help sobbing.

Cheng Ruikai watched Gong Mengshu crying in the rain, but he was ruthlessly excluded by her and had nothing to do, so he also stood and let Cuigu cover Gong Mengshu who was sitting on the ground with an umbrella, while he stared at the progress of the search and rescue under the cliff.

Time passed little by little, Gong Mengshu's lips were purple, she sat in the cold rain, and felt the pain in her heart spread little by little, spreading to her stomach, and in the end she couldn't tell whether it was distress or stomach pain, and it felt as if there was a sharp blade between her chest and abdomen that kept ripping her flesh and skin until the flesh and blood were blurred.

She finally couldn't bear the pain, and couldn't help but let out a low ** sound, at this moment, the fire under the cliff flickered, and someone in the valley shouted: "I found someone, and I still have a breath!"

Gong Mengshu heard the news, hurriedly endured the pain, and wanted to get up from the cold ground, but she struggled a few times and couldn't stand up, Cheng Ruikai walked over and picked her up. Gong Mengshu wanted to break free, but her whole body was weak, and the pain kept spreading and expanding, making her mind begin to be a little confused.

In order to prevent himself from fainting, Gong Mengshu stared at Cheng Ruikai's eyes and said to him: "If Huang Qilun is still alive, you must try your best to save him, otherwise I won't be alive!"

This time, Cheng Ruikai did not avoid Gong Mengshu's gaze, he looked back at her teary eyes, and said in a low voice: "I know." So he carried her all the way down the cliff.

Under the cliff of the Black Hole Cave, on a cliff rock lit by torches, a bloodstained shadow curled up.

Gong Mengshu struggled to get out of Cheng Ruikai's arms, regardless of everyone's obstruction, endured the bloody breath in his nose, and slowly approached the shadow. As she walked, tears filled her eyes, and she sniffed, waiting until tears were pouring down her eyes so that she could barely see the road under her feet.

The figure was still twitching, mixed with a weak **. Gong Mengshu couldn't take care of it anymore, and climbed to Huang Qilun's side with difficulty, and then hugged the dying Huang Qilun in his arms with tears.

I haven't been so close to Huang Qilun for a long time, Huang Qilun, who was not tall but quite strong, is now in Gong Mengshu's arms, as light as a leaf, skinny.

Gong Mengshu's tears fell drop by drop, cleaning away the blood stains on Huang Qilun's face, Huang Qilun was very quiet at the moment, there was no such crazy expression, he closed his eyes, and there was only fine breathing in his nose, intermittently.

"Qilun......" Gong Mengshu called Huang Qilun's name softly, feeling the vitality in his body passing little by little. She choked up and called his name, trying to save him from leaving.

In Gong Mengshu's sobbing call, Huang Qilun slowly opened his eyes, but at this moment there was no cloudiness in his eyes, and he seemed to have regained a little sense after falling from the high cliff. However, his pupils began to dilate, and it could be seen that he was trying hard to see Gong Mengshu's face clearly, but he always seemed to be out of focus.

But the familiar aura on Gong Mengshu's body made Huang Qilun find peace of mind, he knew that she was still by his side, he opened his unfocused eyes, and struggled to say a few words from between his lips: "Dream...... Mengshu ......"

"I'm here, I'm here to ......" Gong Mengshu hurriedly replied with red eyes, and hugged Huang Qilun tightly at the same time.

"I'll accompany ...... My mother...... Go...... ......" Huang Qilun lay in Gong Mengshu's arms and slowly closed his eyes, "Yes...... No...... Rise...... Dreams, dreams...... Unfold...... The words of the ....... were silently weakened, and at last they fell into a deathly silence.

Gong Mengshu hugged Huang Qilun's cold body for a long time, her tears were dried by the night wind, she hugged him, as if she saw her in the middle school again, he used to pester her annoyingly...... It turned out that they also had the best memories too.

Even though he had been so unbearable, so hurt her, he had been one of her closest people after all, this man had used his best time to love her, and he had tried his best to save her hopeless with his humblest strength. After all, how could she ever be worthy of him? She has been hurting Huang Qilun all the time. She and him were two people who didn't know each other, but because they were with her, they ended up like this.

Right now, the person who was alive and kicking a quarter of an hour ago has become a lifeless cold shell in the blink of an eye, and Gong Mengshu feels like a dream. She hugged the stiff and cold Huang Qilun, stubbornly waiting for everything twisted to return to its original state.

It's meant to be a dream, isn't it?