The problem of dinner was solved without Bouro having to worry about it himself.

But one thing to say, the dinner sent by the store manager was really good.

In terms of meat quality and taste, although it is not as good as the top delicious, it is already the best in this dusty journey.

Of course, in the end, Boro was still cautious.

Before eating, she had carefully checked it with a silver needle, and it was thanks to Lu Yiyi, if she hadn't planned to use drugs to stun herself that time.

However, Boro is obviously a little too cautious, and Boro himself has a strong immunity to many toxins in this world.

Unless he came up with herbs that were comparable to divine objects, it was basically impossible to have an effect on him.

After a full meal and stretching, Boro walked to the window.

This is Boro's habit, or rather, the desire to be able to see someone in the distance through this window.

"There are only two desires left, and since then, almost half a year has passed. ”

Boro looked up at the full moon above the sky.

"Ah, no wonder the city is so lively today. ”

Boro couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the past, not only the short time he was with Qingxi, but also the time when he hadn't left the village before that.

The village grandmother told herself that the moon would be round several times a year, but that the full moon would only be on a fixed day.

That day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also a day of reunion.

In the past, Boro spent time with his grandmother in the village.

After Boro's parents gave birth to him, he disappeared, and no one in the village ever mentioned him.

Later, as Boro grew up, he also discovered a strange thing in the village.

Every year, there will be a person in the village who disappears inexplicably, and after that person disappears, no one in the village will ask about it, even the relatives and parents of those who disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

When he found out, Boro was six years old.

It was a very beautiful sunset evening, and my brother, who had been leading him to the back mountain to climb trees and pick fruits, disappeared inexplicably in the month before the New Year.

It wasn't taken away by anyone, let alone left because of work or school, but just a turn, and the person had disappeared without a trace.

Boro was left alone on the mountain, and because he could not find his way down the mountain, he stayed alone on the mountain until the next morning.

I thought that the brother would come back somewhere, but all night, there was no one to see, only the sound of the leaves in the mountains and forests being impulsed by the wind, the chirping of insects under the fallen leaves, and the roar of wild beasts wandering in the mountains in the distance.

The memory of that time, when Boro recalls it now, seems to have returned to the past, but ......

Boro sat down on a chair brought to him by the window, pressed his forehead with one hand, and pressed his fingers hard against the side.

"Why, I didn't remember it until now......"

Indeed, before this, Boro's memory of the village was completely limited to his own activities in the village, and at most extended to the clear spring at the entrance of the village.

But this time, his memories obviously exceeded the scope of the past, and he took himself all the way back to the deep mountains and old forests far away from the village.

"The man's name ......"

Boro couldn't remember the name of the man who had led him to the mountains and forests, let alone his appearance.

Boro only remembered that the man at that time should have been about the same age as he is now.

"Damn ......"

My head was a little confused, as if I was spinning in place, I couldn't think of anything, I didn't know anything.

Consciousness and body, are completely autonomous actions.

"Who is that person......

Boro raised his head violently, the fog of confusion in his mind, the more anxious he was, the more difficult it was to recall the broken and forgotten memories.

Boro took a deep breath and re-immersed himself in his original memory.

Let the consciousness go back completely to the past.

Back in the middle of the forest with tall trees.

"Luo, pick it up. The man climbed to the top of the tree, stretched out his right hand, and plucked one of the leaves with great ease, and shook it in his hand.

"I'm ready, throw it away"

As a young boy, Boro stood still, looking up expectantly.

This is Boro's own memory, so all he can see is limited to what he saw back then.

However, even so, some things in the past, or people, when Boro was a child, didn't pay much attention to it after seeing it.

And as time passed, the figure that had been forgotten by choice resurfaced in front of Boro.

The rickety black-robed old man who let himself see the remnants of the white god, the one who was taken crazy by everyone in the village.

Boro doesn't know why she appears in his childhood memories.

"Grandma, do you want to eat fruit?"

As a child, Boro was innocent and honest, and in his heart he would not treat others he saw as bad people, even if he was standing in front of the devil.

The old man took the fruit from Boro's hand, and Boro stood aside and saw that it was clearly sticking out from under the black robe, not like a human arm.

The arm looked like a sun-dried twig that felt like it would turn into crumbs at the slightest touch.

"Still, your mouth is okay, my grandmother says she can't eat anything hard. ”

Boro took a step forward and slowly crouched down, trying to see the face hidden beneath the black robe.

The man seemed to be aware of Boro's plan, and raised his face violently as if to cooperate with his actions.

Boro stood in place in shock because of the scene in front of him.

The cold hairs on his body stood up.

I saw a face from hell, and the person in front of me probably shouldn't be called a human.

His face was extremely emaciated, so thin that only skin and bones remained.

The eye sockets are deep-set, but the eyeballs are very large, like goldfish.

Just looking at it, Boro felt shudder.

But there is clearly no change in Luo as a child.

Maybe it's because of his height, he can't see the whole picture of the person in front of him.

Boro subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the restlessness, but this was a dream, and the restlessness was a weapon that only existed in reality after all.

The goldfish lowered its arms and took a step forward, walking past Luo's side.

Only then did Boro realize that it turned out that the goldfish eye did not see him, and the target in his eyes was the man who was climbing down from the tree at this time.

In my memory, my brother who played with him as a child is about to reappear, and Boro is also engrossed in it, and he must figure out the beginning of all this.

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