The wild boar turned around a few times in place, like an untamed horse running and jumping, didn't get Lin Yang off his back, ran around the chicken coop, ran two laps frantically, and still didn't get Lin Yang down, the wild boar was even more crazy, over the mountains and mountains, jumping mountain streams and running through the woods for a while, jumping around the small trees a few times, around the woods a few times, around the huge stones a few times, deliberately running to the steep cliff, with only one purpose, just to get Lin Yang lying on his body down.

No matter how he tossed, Lin Yang clung to his body tightly, using all means to overcome the wild boar's self-abuse. He was like a lice growing on its body, a tick that adhered to its body, no matter how much it tossed, it couldn't shake Lin Yang off.

At first, my eyes were closed tightly, I really didn't expect a pig to go crazy, more terrible than a donkey, a horse, or even a mad cow, okay, it's fate.

There were a few times when the wild boar kicked the wall, accidentally fell on his heel and rolled a few times on the hillside, Lin Yang still desperately clung to it, the wild boar lay on the ground, thinking that it couldn't get up, but this strong wild boar immediately got up and ran crazy after a little calm, and had no intention of stopping.

I don't know how far I ran, how many ravines I jumped, how many mountains I climbed, and finally the speed of the wild boar gradually slowed down, and it also had times when it ran out of strength, even so, it didn't forget to warp its ass from time to time, and still wanted to lift Lin Yang off his back.

Lin Yang was also very tired, although he didn't have to walk, he was tossed back and forth by the pig, overcoming its endless challenges, always fighting with it, and maintaining a high degree of vigilance. For a person who has practiced superb riding skills since childhood, it also takes a lot of physical strength.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the fat butt of the wild boar was the first to meet his eyes, it was like a peeled orange watery, every capillary was wrapped in water droplets, and the cocked tail was like the twist of a kerosene lamp.

His hands were clasped tightly on the skin on his back, the thick pigskin had been scratched by him, the bright red blood was mixed with sweat, the whole back was red, Lin Yang's hands also had a few broken skins, and there were also wounds on his legs, and there were also wounds on his buttocks, which were penetrated by the sweat of pigs, and it hurt like being coated with chili oil. These wounds may have been scratched by the twigs of a wild boar or the spikes of a wild date tree when it was rolling. The boar's body was also covered with wounds.

Looking at the surrounding environment again, Lin Yang was almost angry, he had just left here after the distance he had traveled in a day, and he was so tired that he almost collapsed. Unexpectedly, after a short period of being taken by a wild boar, it was brought back to the starting point.

In the distance, I could already see the cave in the cliff wall, and the rope that was tied up and down in the crack of the stone for convenience. He thought he was too tired and hallucinated in front of his eyes, so he rubbed his eyes on his arm and looked carefully.

That's right, it's not wrong at all, it's the place where he is at the end of his life, the place where he has lived, and the place where he is heartbroken.

Looking at the familiar hole, I didn't know where to go for a while, whether to turn around and go back, how embarrassing it would be to be misunderstood by others, and I drifted outside for a day and a night, but I didn't meet it at the entrance of the cave.

Is it right to do this as a friendship with life and death? I have no intention of usurping your feelings, nor will I be grateful for the charity of others, but the consensus obtained in exchange for life and death cannot withstand the temptation of a hypocritical shell. Dare to ask what love is.

Scattered, it looked like the boar was too tired, completely exhausted, and the steps it moved forward were extremely heavy, and finally it couldn't hold on anymore, and let out a hiss and lay down on those pesky gravel.

After sitting on it for a while, Lin Yang slowly came down, his hands and legs kept in one position for a long time, and he forgot how to walk as soon as his feet touched the ground. Sitting on the ground with his ass, the wound on his ass made him feel like he was on pins and needles.

The pain all over his body made him lose the ability to think for a short time, and instead looked at the poor boar in front of him guiltily. I really don't know whether to say thank you or scold him happily.

As soon as his body hit the ground, he already regretted his recklessness, if Jia Jia could chase him down and pull him gently, he would not hesitate to turn back, after such a long time of trouble, he believed that Jia Jia was not the kind of frivolous person. I got carried away at that unprecedented moment, and I thought about how shameless and dirty I was.

After thinking about the first moment when his legs regained consciousness, he stood up and walked to the hole without hesitation, and when he got under the rope, he tentatively shouted "Jiajia, Jiajia, Jiajia"

Listening carefully with his ears sideways, there was no sound in the cave, he raised his voice again, but there was still no movement on it, and he was at a loss for a while.

He climbed the rope to the entrance of the cave with great difficulty, and he used to have Jiajia or Brother Huzi help him, so it was not very difficult to climb up.

Today is completely on my own, plus I am very hungry, running all the way, countless little stars burst out of my head for a while, and my ears are buzzing.

He coughed a few times too hard, as if the air had rushed into his oxygen-depleted lungs, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Even so, there were some jumbled thoughts in my mind, and I rushed into it recklessly, afraid that there would be an embarrassing picture in front of me.

"Jiajia, Jiajia sister"

Still didn't answer, he looked back at the wild boar lying on his stomach below, he was lying on all fours, like the big roast suckling pig at the banquet, the heat was not well mastered, and it was a little too bad, and it was black and mushy. His face was hidden by folds, and he couldn't find out where it was, and his long nose and mouth knew that he still had a breath.

Lin Yang stood up with his hands on the wall, he made a bold decision and slowly walked like a hole.

As soon as he entered the cave, he couldn't see everything inside clearly due to the influence of the outside light, and he was used to this feeling, after all, he had lived here for several days. He waited quietly for a while with his eyes closed, and then opened them again, and his eyes were much brighter.

The white basket was covered with a whitish camouflage uniform, the simple wooden bed was covered with ura grass, as messy as when he left, untidy, and the square container was still placed on top of the burnt wood ashes, and there was still unfinished water in it, and the half of the wild bird left over from eating was on the leaves next to the ashes, as it was before he left.

Lin Yang's head buzzed, and suddenly a fire was burning in his chest, and the raging heat was about to spew out from his eyes and nose. He was in strong control, desperately rushing to the mouth of the cave

"Sister Jiajia, where are you, Sister Jiajia, I'm back!"

His voice echoed through the empty valley, probably far away. There was no response beyond a few wolf howls in the distance. Even if he shouted out his throat, he could no longer hear Jiajia's answer.

Maybe he could think of it, maybe he should think of it, maybe he already knew it, maybe he thought of it, but he didn't want to believe it, and he didn't want to imagine what it was. He preferred to believe that it was all a dream, a ridiculous dream.

At that moment, his mind was empty, he hoped that his departure was right, Jiajia was the kind of person he imagined, and he didn't wronged anyone. It's just that he shouldn't appear here, shouldn't appear in the mountain city, and shouldn't know her out of the blue.

At that moment, his world lost its color, brown, red, orange, yellow, blue, purple, all replaced by gray. He struggled to distinguish one pigment from one pigment, and he wanted to find black and white in those grays, so that his lost soul could be comforted.

But all the worries made him more uneasy, he didn't want to leave here, wait for Jiajia to come back or wait for Brother Huzi to come back, maybe they would have the same adventures as him, and eventually they would get together here.

He desperately returned to the cave, which bed was his only attachment, he sat on it slowly, he recalled the days and nights when Jiajia took care of him, and a turtle appeared in front of him like a few treasures.

He couldn't hold back any longer, and threw himself over to the pile of Ula grass where Jiajia had curled up by the ashes, and held them close to his face, and the residual warmth, as smooth as her skin, smelled it, and hid her smell, the fragrance of the fading high-end cosmetics.