The sky was dark, the sky was full of moonlight, the stars were gone, and there was no light.

Whoa......

The rain was pouring down, and the whole land was being baptized.

The towering ancient trees stand proudly in the wind and rain, like stubborn giants, the branches and leaves are fluttering, falling heavily to the ground, mixed with mountain torrents, mud and stones flowing into the distance.

There was no one in the wilderness, not even a beast could be seen, and in the depths of the dark and cold mountains, a low mountain lay lonely, with no trees or flowers on it, only gravel and dirt.

Rain poured down from the sky, swept away the mud and sand on the low hills, and the rolling stones collapsed along the way.

The thick layer of dirt mountain skin is peeled off, and the low mountain is even shorter!

Over time, the already vegetated hill has receded, and it is "melting" at a rate visible to the naked eye due to heavy rainfall. By the second half of the night, most of the low mountain had disappeared, and when I looked at it, only a pile of earth and rocks remained.

The torrential rain continued to wash the floor, and after the soil and rocks left behind by the low mountain were washed away, a gray corner of the clothes was revealed from the soil!

The rain continued to fall, and after a while, the scene under the corner of the clothes was finally revealed.

A pair of pale and thin arms gradually appeared, bloodless, as if a corpse was lying there quietly.

Eventually, the dirt around him was washed away, and a wizened figure gradually came into view!

His hair was mixed with mud and sand, and his linen clothes were in tatters, like corpses left in a mass grave, and he was washed on this stormy night.

"Ahem......"

Suddenly, the "corpse" moved, he breathed, and slowly woke up.

Zhuo Chuan's head was swollen and painful, and he became conscious, the bean-sized rain slapped on his face, and he was cold, shivering under the lonely night sky.

"Ahem......"

He felt a foreign object in his throat, which was very uncomfortable, and with a violent cough, Zhuo Chuan finally spit out the mud and sand.

"Where is this?"

The heavy rain that obscured the sky and the sun, the wind howled, the whole land was extremely dark, and the sun, moon and stars could not be seen when I looked up, and the sound of rain and water in my ears was endless.

Zhuo Chuan's body was very cold, like falling into an ice cave, there was no blood on his body, and his bones were craggy, like a dead body crawling out of a grave.

His head was dizzy, his thoughts were intermittent, and he was in a terrible state, as if he was going through purgatory.

"Is this hell?"

His hands didn't have any strength, so he couldn't even support his body, so he could only lie in place, letting the torrential rain rain go wild, and the mud and sand around him flowed, moving his body slowly down.

Zhuo Chuan's breathing is very shallow, like a dying person!

No, he's dead!

On that day, the illness that had plagued him for thirty years finally took his life. In the hospital, Zhuo Chuan calmly closed his eyes and said goodbye to his parents and the bustling neon world.

"It turns out that people really go to hell when they die......"

Zhuo Chuan didn't have any strength in his body, his skin was as cold as a stone, and there was no temperature!

Eventually, his eyelids were heavy, a pair of eyes were slowly obscured, and his breathing nearly stopped......

The heavy rain continued, and it was rare to see for several years, with giant trees broken, flash floods, and thousands of boulders washed away......

In a coma, Zhuo Chuan seemed to have returned to his college days. Outside the playground, he looked at the figures running in the greenery, covering his cough, and his inner taste was incomprehensible.

......

I don't know when, Zhuo Chuan felt a warm current being poured into his mouth, down the esophagus, making his empty lower abdomen hot, and his body seemed to have a little more strength.

Then, he was fed another mouthful of porridge, and the long-lost food entered his stomach, and Zhuo Chuan's hazy consciousness began to gradually return.

Time passed, and I don't know how long it took, but his body finally had some strength, and a pair of eyelids jumped slightly, and then ......

Finally slowly open up!

Wisps of soft light sprinkled down, like a pair of light and warm hands brushing his cheeks, Zhuo Chuan looked at it sluggishly, feeling the long-lost sunshine.

"Wow, are you awake?"

Suddenly, a crisp and immature voice sounded beside him, and his tone was full of surprise, and when he looked sideways with difficulty, he only saw a dexterous back running away, very happy.

"Daddy, Daddy...... He woke up......"

It was a simple wooden cabin, with only a wooden bed under Zhuo Chuan, a small window propped up, and the warm sunlight passed through it, just shining on his face.

The strength in his body was slowly recovering, Zhuo Chuan's face was pale, like a patient who had not recovered for a long time, and at this time he was lying quietly on the bed, not wanting to move the slightest.

"I'm not in the hospital...... Where is this?"

No one answered him, and Zhuo Chuan was now the only one left in this room, empty, and listened carefully, and the sound of a dog barking faintly came from in the distance outside the room.

In addition, the crows of cows and roosters, mixed with people's shouts and conversations, have burrowed into his ears.

"I'm not in the city?" Zhuo Chuan whispered in his heart, feeling a burst of pain in his head, as if he had forgotten a lot of things.

"No......" Suddenly, he woke up, as if he had thought of something, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, "I...... Am I not dead......"

He finally remembered something, when he was thirty years old, his congenital pain became more and more serious, he was hospitalized for a time, and finally exhausted all kinds of methods, and his life could not stop.

"Didn't I die, and I was sent out of the city, ...... Yes...... It hurts!"

Zhuo Chuan wanted to clear his thoughts, but every time he touched this place, his head felt like it was about to explode, and the pain was unbearable, so he had to stop thinking.

He had a splitting headache, his hands on his head, his vision blurred, and in a trance, one electric light flashed in front of his eyes, cutting the image in his mind to pieces, and his memory became more unclear.

"Huh...... What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, the immature voice from before sounded again, and a lively and agile figure ran to Zhuo Chuan from outside the door, with a worried face.

She was talking about ancient syllables, like ancient classical Chinese, which needed to be carefully distinguished, which made Zhuo Chuan a little difficult to understand for a while.

"Do you have a headache?"

She asked again, and a pair of tender little hands reached over and put them on Zhuo Chuan's pale and thin hands, looking a little helpless.

This is a little girl with a delicate and lovely face, with a pair of big eyes and bright eyes, but at this time she is full of melancholy, and she doesn't know what to do in the face of his current state.

"Don't worry, Daddy will be here soon......"

The little girl comforted Zhuo Chuan softly, sat on the edge of the bed and patted his back slowly, she didn't know if it would work, but she always felt that something should be done.

After a long time, Zhuo Chuan's head finally stopped hurting as before, he put down his hands panting, and the blood on his face was a little less, as pale as paper.

"Who are you?"

When he turned his head to see the little girl beside him, he felt strange, and Zhuo Chuan noticed that the other party was dressed strangely. A coarse cloth shirt with green silk coiled up on his head, like an ancient costume.

Seeing that he had regained his composure, the little girl raised a warm smile on her face, her little hand was slowly retracted, and a pair of big eyes like black gems immediately looked over, carefully examining Zhuo Chuan's face.

"I'm Tingting!" she said with a smile, a very lively and cheerful little girl, about twelve years old, with a happy smile on her slightly immature little face.

"It was my dad who saved you......"