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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

A low stone house, with dilapidated walls, and in the middle, there was an aged wooden bed, on which lay a young man almost covered in bandages.

There was a delicate-looking girl beside the bed, he was using the water in the wooden basin to wash the coarse cloth towel, and after wringing the water of the coarse cloth towel almost the same, he carefully wiped the young man's face, and in his beautiful eyes, sometimes there was heartache, sometimes there was softness.

The sealing of the stone house was very poor, and a gust of cold wind hit in unscrupulously, adding a touch of coldness to the already slightly cool stone house, and under the cold, the girl's little hands as white as mutton fat couldn't help but tremble, and she hurriedly looked at the young man, for fear that her action would hurt the young man.

A clear pain appeared on the sleeping young man's face, and the girl's heart thumped fiercely, and a look of worry just appeared on her face, which was quickly replaced by a deep joy.

I saw that the sleeping young man gradually opened his eyes after showing a painful expression.

When the girl saw those familiar black eyes, she was excited, and a few crystal tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

The light in front of him pierced the young man who had been dark in front of him for a while, instinctively closed his eyes, and when he narrowed into a gap, the excited and crying girl beside the bed came into his eyes, so that he couldn't care about the dazzling light, and his eyes opened in an instant, and his dry throat tried his best to shout out those two familiar words, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

"Wang Yue, you really woke up, do you remember who I am?"

The girl's face was excited, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and then she looked at Wang Yue quietly, the old doctor in the village said that Wang Yue's body was fractured in many places, and his head had also been hit, and the risk of amnesia and even becoming an idiot could not be ruled out.

Seeing Wang Yue's throat squirming slightly, the girl lowered her body and leaned her ear close to Wang Yue's face, wanting to hear what Wang Yue was saying.

When the girl heard Wang Yue's whispered words clearly, her moist eyes flushed with a faint red, she heard it clearly, Wang Yue said, don't cry.

"Wang Yue, wait a minute, I'll go find the old doctor to show you."

After seeing Wang Yue nodding slightly, the girl trotted out of the stone house, and when she returned, she was followed by an old man with a mustache at the corners of his eyes.

The old man with the sheep's horn was a little out of breath, and it was not difficult to analyze from his palm that was held by the girl, that he had been dragged all the way by the girl.

The girl said anxiously: "Grandpa Wu, you can take a look for him." ”

The old man came to the bedside, first for Wang Yue's pulse, and then for Wang Yue's wound, and after a detailed examination, he finally looked at Wang Yue's eyes.

He stared at it for a while, and saw that Wang Yue's eyes were unblinking, staring roundly, originally because Wang Yue's injury was in a good state of recovery, he was a little relieved, his brows furrowed tightly, and after observing for a while, after seeing that Wang Yue still did not blink at all, he said solemnly: "Boy, if you can hear what I say, you can blink your eyes." ”

The old man with a sheep's horn beard used a heavy voice, but Wang Yue didn't react at all, just stared at the round eyes as always, always looking in one direction, and if he looked closely, he would find that there were bloodshot gradually climbing up Wang Yue's pupils.

Wang Yue's round expression frightened the girl a lot, and she said with a cry in her voice: "Impossible, he spoke to me clearly just now, I'm sure I didn't hear it wrong, Grandpa Wu, he's okay, right?" ”

The old man with the sheep's horn beard narrowed his eyes into a slit, looking at Wang Yue without blinking, and because he couldn't bear the dryness of his eyeballs, he closed his eyes and moistened them several times.

The girl was in a hurry, but seeing that the old man with a clawed beard was squinting and thinking, it was not easy to disturb, and she was powerless, so she could only keep shedding tears.

It wasn't until the girl couldn't bear the anxiety and let out a cry that the old man's narrow eyes gradually opened, and the turbidity in his eyes gradually became clearer, and the dry palm slapped Wang Yue's head hard.

This beat made the girl anxious, and hurriedly said: "Grandpa Wu, what are you doing, he has just woken up, how can you beat him." ”

The old man with a sheep's horn beard glared, and said angrily: "Who let this stinky boy take my words as a deaf ear, he can blink but he doesn't blink, and isn't it just a slap, this boy has so many broken bones and is not dead, can this little strength hurt him?" Girl, don't worry, this boy's life is very hard, at least for now, God won't accept him. ”

"Grandpa Wu, you said he was okay?" The girl was very excited, and immediately hesitated, "Since it's okay, why are his eyes so scary, as the saying goes, it's ...... to stretch your legs and stare at your eyes."

The old man with a sheep's horn beard said, "I feel sorry for you." ”

The girl squinted: "Huh? ”

The old man with a sheep's horn looked down at the nursery rhyme and said, "Girl, look at your legs." ”

The girl looked at her legs, he was wearing a pair of plain white jeans, in the dark position, there was a ball of red, and you could faintly see the torn flesh, and there were some soil particles on it.

The old man stroked his beard, the wound was caused by the girl who was in a hurry to find him and fell, he wanted to give the girl a simple treatment of the wound, but the girl simply refused, just dragged him towards the stone house.

Stretching out her legs and staring, it is the look that often occurs when she dies, the girl thinks that Wang Yue's round eyes are going to be bad, it turns out that it is because of this little thing, she looked at Wang Yue, her eyes were cute crescent, and she smiled stupidly.

It is a small remote mountain village, so remote that it is almost far from modern civilization.

The people of the village live by hunting and growing crops, and their lives are not rich, but they are definitely happy.

The hazy light rain lingered in the small mountain village for three days before they were willing to leave, and the mild sun made many old people in the village lie on homemade deck chairs, lazily basking in the sun.

A little boy with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, with a silver collar around his neck, wearing a red hood, touching his head with his palm, innocently said to the old man with a roewshorn who was lying on the chaise longue basking in the sun: "Grandpa, you get up and lie down for me." ”

The old man with the sheep's horn didn't open his eyes, and said: "I want to lie down for you for a while, but you are old, your body does not allow it, your five or six-year-old child, you can jump and jump, lie down, where to play cool." ”

The tiger-headed boy tilted his head, holding a finger in his small mouth, and asked curiously: "Can only the elderly lie down?" ”

The old man with a sheep's horn beard said lightly: "Almost." ”

The little boy with a tiger head stretched out his chubby fingers and pointed at the young man lying on the chaise longue next to the old man with a sheep's horn, and said innocently: "Grandpa is lying because he is old, he is so young, why is he also lying down?" ”