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That rainy night twenty years ago.

A second ago, it was lightning and thunder.

But after Xiaoqiao picked up the baby-like Li Nannan, it was a different scene.

In smooth water.

Haiyan River is clear.

The bright moon is in charge.

A line of nocturnal geese, quacking, flew overhead to the south.

Hearing the call of the wild geese, Xiaoqiao raised his head and muttered: "The northern geese fly to the south, and he will be called Li Nannan." ”

Holding the child who had already fallen asleep, she slowly stood up and whispered, "Nanfang, Li Nannan, let's go home." ”

Li Nannan was taken away by Xiaoqiao and his wife.

The moon was bright, but it was slowly obscured by a dark cloud.

The wind is up again!

Click!

With a thunderclap that almost shattered the whole world, the raindrops of soybeans fell from the sky again without warning.

A woman with a disheveled head, stumbling from the south.

In the pouring rain again, the woman with her hair stumbled almost every few steps.

This did not affect her steps towards the bottom of the tree.

Like, she didn't know how many times she fell, and her forehead was probably broken by the same stone, she didn't forget to shout in a dumb voice: "My son, my son." Don't be afraid, Mom is back. Mom is back to hug you, don't be afraid. ”

The woman, whose clothes had been torn to shreds by thorns, finally stumbled back to the tree: "My son—"

She was stunned.

Under the big tree, it was empty.

Her son is gone.

"Who? Who is it? Who stole my son? Who is it! ”

The woman finally came to her senses and turned sharply to look around.

Winds, torrential rains, thunderclaps almost one after the other.

But not even a ghost came out, saying that he had taken her son.

Her son is gone.

Covered in chaff, the woman fell to her knees and touched the ground with her forehead, whimpering like a wounded beast.

She reached out to the left and right, grabbing a rock.

Bang!

Bang bang.

She was smashing herself on the head with a stone.

In this way, how could she abandon her son after giving birth to him, because he was a freak.

"Mommy sorry for you, Mommy damn it!"

The woman screamed, raised her head sharply, held the fist-sized stone high, and slammed it on her own head with all her strength.

Then she collapsed limply to the ground.

She didn't move again, and let the torrential rain driven by the wind whip her hard.

The winds and the torrential rain finally turned white in the eastern sky, and the dawn of dawn restrained its obscenity.

When an early sparrow, chirping in the treetops, said what she had seen last night, the woman woke up quietly.

It used to be such smart eyes, completely dull.

Her chapped lips, constantly opening and closing, murmured, "My son, where are you?" ”

Where are you, my son?

The morning breeze blew the words away, and as the woman disappeared like a walking corpse into the depths of the woods, scattered among the rolling hills.

It's over.

The story is still the same story, and it can't change the fact that everyone already knows these things.

Why retell it in such detail?

That's because Yue Zitong didn't know about it.

It is also because a certain author is once again possessed by the god of water, and urgently needs the tolerance and salvation of all readers.

Of course, none of the reasons mentioned above are important.

Importantly, the story doesn't end.

There is another ending.

When Li Nannan lost his memory, it was like watching a movie, and told Yue Zitong completely.

Actually, if it really is his memory.

The story should have ended the moment his wife took him away.

But Li Nannan clearly saw the scene where his biological mother ran back to look for him.

He saw it all like an outsider hidden under some big tree.

It was he who knew that a child with Progeria would be born on this rainy night.

It was he, who told the old man, to come under the big tree and pick up an abandoned baby.

It was the same he, after seeing the woman heartbroken by the absence of her son, and finally turned into a crazy ghost woman who wandered between the living and the dead.

Silently turned around.

Leave.

This is not the memory of Li Nannan.

Definitely not!

There is another person, someone who understands all this, who imposes the whole process on Li Nannan's mind and turns it into a memory.

How did he do it?

No, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that –

"Who is he?"

Li Nannan muttered to himself and asked.

Then, as if he had changed to another soul, his eyes were scarlet, and he replied with a cruel smile: "It doesn't matter who he is." You just need to know that he will eventually become a dead man, a tool for us to ascend to the throne. ”

"The throne? What throne? ”

"Of course it is—ah!"

An exclamation erupted, and the black dragon that had controlled Li Nannan's mind at that moment just now quickly curled up as if he had been greatly frightened, and sank into an invisible place again.

At the same time, Li Nannan woke up suddenly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that a white thing was smashing towards his head.

That's white jade Ruyi.

What a precious thing.

It doesn't matter if you smash Li Nannan's head and break the bloodstream, if you smash the baby, there is no place to cry.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Li Nannan quickly raised his hand and grabbed Yue Zitong's wrist, and finally avoided the end of wealth and death.

Nothing is the best.

Of course, what should be taught a lesson to Yue Zitong's stupid woman, it is still necessary to teach a good lesson.

"Are you crazy, even if you don't want my life, you have to keep our family heirloom."

Li Nannan scolded angrily, reached out and snatched the piece of jade Ruyi, carefully placed it on the innermost side of the bed, and then swung it with a big slap and slapped the little buttocks in the bed.

After the dull sound, Li Nannan's hand was never taken away.

Yue Zitong was also stimulated by this special kind, snorted, lay down, and only hugged Li Nannan's neck.

"You're scared the hell out of me."

It was the moment just now, the moment when the whole story ended.

Li Nannan's expression suddenly changed, and the color of his eyes also switched back and forth between the demonic possession and the normal state.

No matter how much Yue Zitong slapped him, he couldn't wake him up.

I can only hear that kind of whisper that I can't understand at all.

When she was panicked, she suddenly saw the jade Ruyi placed next to her, so she reached out and grabbed it and knocked it over as a murder weapon.

This alone proves it.

In Yue Zitong's heart, there is nothing like his Li Nannan.

As long as Li Nannan can be normal, even if it is a priceless heirloom, he doesn't care.

Fortunately, this heirloom really has the effect of warding off evil spirits as Li Nannan said.

As soon as he appeared, he scared the black dragon so much that he grabbed his tail and fled.

With Li Nannan's IQ, of course, he figured out the whole process in an instant, but this process is not important to him now.

Even the one who just had his memory appeared.

Also, the throne that the black dragon said inexplicably.

None of these things matter.

The most important thing is Aunt Yue, and Aunt Yue's posture at the moment.

The mystery of the woman, touching the evil place of the man.

The small inner straps on both sides can be untied as long as Li Nannan easily hooks his fingers.

The stick, which had long been as hard as iron, was released, and then found a suitable breakthrough and drove straight in.

Such an action is extremely familiar.

It was in the small hotel of the American imperialists, when Li Nannan and Yue Zitong met for the first time, what they did in the bathtub.

Next, shouldn't Aunt Yue say "get moving"?

It's a pity that Li Nannan doesn't seem to like a passive situation.

Without waiting for Yue Zitong to react, the huge force drove her whole person to flip over, and the two delicate long legs lifted off the thick quilt, exposed to the air, and began to shake rhythmically.

This is half the night.

Although, Yue Zitong pressed his throat hard, trying not to make a loud sound.

But Li Nannan's majestic strength and rough movements kept hitting all her defenses.

It's like a surging tide, rising and falling at the same time, and the waves crashing against the embankment.

As the saying goes, water droplets can be pierced.

Not to mention such a big wave.

Everything has a tipping point.

When Yue Zitong came to the critical point, it happened to be a wave representing the source of life, gushing with all his might.

Erupted.

The levee broke.

Yue Zitong couldn't suppress it anymore and sang loudly.

The sound of the divine reproduction of human beings vibrated the red candles on the table, pierced through the loving hut, rushed into the sky, and resounded through the sky.

The candlelight in the hall was soon lit.

The door of Lao Xie's house next door suddenly opened.

The next moment, though.

The old man kicked the old man in the calf with a red face again, blowing out the candlelight.

The mother-in-law of the Xue family twisted Xie Laosi's ears and returned to the house.

They are all people who have come over, and who doesn't know what that voice represents.

It's just that I woke up in my sleep and subconsciously thought something was wrong.

A false alarm.

It is also frightened, and the essence is infinite.

Yue Zitong seemed to be paralyzed with soft mud, lying sideways on the side of the marriage bed, breathing rapidly, and with Li Nannan's gentle kiss, he slowly calmed down, and fell asleep groggily.

Boss Li, who has been tired for a long time, is also with great satisfaction.

Can you not be satisfied?

Stumbling and bumpy, he and Yue Zitong have gone through so many ups and downs, and finally today, they have perfectly realized the integration of life.

That feeling is more than conquering the world, and it gives Li Nannan a sense of accomplishment.

Falling asleep with achievements is definitely the happiest thing.

But why did he sit up straight again not long after he had just fallen asleep?

Even though it's winter.

But under the action of the fire kang, coupled with the long-term strenuous exercise just now, Li Nannan was sweating profusely.

When the sweat evaporated, the small salt particles left behind all over his body fell down with Li Nannan's action of sitting up straight.

Like a zombie crawling out of a corpse pit 10,000 years ago, he fell to the ground.

He slowly stretched out his hand, passed over the sleeping Yue Zitong, and grabbed the jade Ruyi on the inside of the bed and the pillow.

That action was obviously to grab the heirloom that Li Nannan regarded as more important than his life, throw it on the ground, and smash it fiercely.

With this one action, it can be proved that he is not Li Nannan at this moment.

Before he could really touch the white jade Ruyi, his hand suddenly retracted as if he had touched an electric door.

In his eyes, there was a look of cruelty and resentment.

The look was gone.

After that, it was Li Nannan who got out of bed naked, opened the door like a ghost, and rushed out.

There wasn't much movement.

But it's enough to alarm some people.

"It's broken!"

The old man cursed secretly, grabbed the clothes on the bedside, and draped them over his body.

At the same time, Xie Qingshuang of the next door jumped out of the door, gritting his teeth and scolding.

Who else woke up?

We don't know yet.

But everyone didn't want to see Yue Zitong know that Suosuo was dressed and walked out of the door with jade Ruyi in his hand.

There are some things that can't be covered.