Xiao Hei's voice is very loud, his attitude is tough, in a word, there is no negotiation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why?" said Miss Anne, a little upset, as to why her decisions were often opposed by others.

Isn't the era of masculinism long gone, and why is it that discrimination against women's right to freedom of expression still exists?

"There is no why!"

"I need a reason!"

The two did not give in to each other, and it had become a-for-tat confrontation between the three and two sentences.

By now, Chu Wenle's affairs have turned the page. No one cares about him anymore, and he can only be reduced to a spectator with Jack.

"You want a reason, okay, I'll give you a reason. Xiao Hei was very angry, what kind of ecstasy soup did this kid pour into Anne, so that this girl acted so willfully and recklessly.

"This kid is not a good person, there is nothing destined between the two of you, why should you cause trouble for yourself?" Xiao Hei could feel with his long-term life experience that Mo Ran's heart was not stable, and if he was put on the battlefield, he would definitely be a madman.

He has seen this kind of person, in the mercenary team, they are all sharp knife-type characters, with strong personal ability, and flexible brains, not to mention comprehensive ability.

But it is such an almost all-round talent, and the easier it is to hang up on the battlefield.

The style of action determines the outcome.

He tried hard to dissuade Anne for the sake of Anne, who knew that this girl didn't appreciate it at all, and the most annoying thing was that she even got involved with him.

"Why do you say that about him? What's wrong with him? When we were about to starve to death, it wasn't he who saved us, without him, would you be able to live in the house and shelter from the wind and rain? Now that he's unconscious, you're preventing me from saving him, Holmanger, you're really disappointing me!" Anne said with emotion, and ran out of the hut in a rage.

After a while, Xiao Hei scratched his head and asked, "Does what she said have anything to do with kissing Mo Ran?"

"Ahem, I don't understand the connection. Chu Wenle coughed twice.

According to what Anne said, what she wants to express should be that Mo Ran is kind to them, and they can't take revenge if they are not gracious, and now that Mo Ran is in trouble, they should stand up and lend a helping hand.

They can understand this, but this doesn't seem to have anything to do with the previous topic of Xiao Hei and the two of them, and it must be saved, but so far I didn't expect that the way is not, and the most important thing is that her method doesn't work at all.

The three of them couldn't help but sigh, women are really powerful animals, this jumping thinking logic is almost faster than the speed of light, and the problem that can't be related to it at all can be theorized by righteous words.

This reminded Chu Wenle of a sentence: talking nonsense in a serious way.

Thinking about the past, his girlfriend often messed around on intercontinental video calls and made him feel unreasonable, but now after comparison, he found that she was already very good.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sad, I was ready to return to China to do a big job after completing my studies, but I didn't expect to die halfway through my dream, and my parents and fiancée who were far away from my hometown became a dream that I might never be able to touch.

Life is like a play, and Nima's scene has a big turn, the original life of being smooth and not smooth derailed directly under completely unexpected circumstances, and embarked on a winding muddy mountain road, or the kind that may fall down at any time and have no bones.

Saying goodbye to Xiao Hei and Jack, Chu Wenle sat on the ground with his legs crossed, looking at the heavy rain curtain outside, thinking far away.

His eyes were scattered on the droplets of water splashing on the ground, and he seemed to see his distant hometown through the droplets, and his parents were gradually aging under the ruthless exploitation of the years, looking aimlessly into the distance every day, trying to see the familiar figure under the turbid sky.

His fiancée misses the photos of the two all day long, and tears hang on her flawless pretty faces・・・・・・

It's been two days and two nights, and Mo Ran still hasn't woken up. Chu Wenle couldn't sit still, if he didn't wake up for a long time, his skills in all aspects of his body would decline, and it would be difficult to wake up again.

After all, the human body has a limit to endure, and once it exceeds this point, it will never be able to return to heaven.

Usually, the so-called breakthrough limit is not at all, and the meaning of the limit is that it has reached the apex, and if it can be broken, it is not called the limit.

Although Mo Ran is asleep now, all kinds of signs in his body are still there, that is to say, his various organs are still running, and the operation must be supported by energy, but he has not eaten anything for two days and two nights, although he can barely feed some water and not die of dehydration, but this is not a solution after all.

If you are in the city, you can still rely on all kinds of medical equipment and hanging water, but there is nothing here, any saline, glucose, there are none here, even if there are these things, there is no equipment to inject, the only way to use it is to pour it down with your mouth broken.

"What should I do? He hasn't woken up yet, didn't you say he woke up soon? Why hasn't there been any movement yet!" Anne had already become an ant on a hot pot, pulling Chu Wenle and asking non-stop.

Chu Wenle had already been noisy by her, and even if he could have come up with a way, his head was blank because of her disturbance.

He was also anxious, thinking that Mo Ran would sleep for a day at most, but he didn't expect that two days and two nights had passed, and there was still no sign of waking up.

If it weren't for the fact that the paleness on his face gradually disappeared and his face gradually became ruddy, Chu Wenle would even think that Mo Ran would die of sleep.

In the past coma, he can still slowly recover himself, which can only show that Mo Ran's body is fine, and it stands to reason that he should wake up soon, but now that he has not woken up for so long, this has to be very worrying.

Unable to stand the constant noise of Anne's chattering, Chu Wenle walked out of the house with some irritation, now he would rather stay with Xiao Hei and the two of them than see Anne's beautiful face again.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to figure it out. "I really couldn't withstand Anne's long-term bombardment, so Chu Wenle could only flee.

Only Anne was left in the room sitting on the fur and watching Mo Ran sleeping quietly.

In fact, Mo Ran is still quite tasteful, with slightly slender black hair scattered on his shoulders, and a few strands of hair detached from the tissue covering his face, which is even more unruly.

Beneath the healthy bronzed skin lies a young but mature heart.

After more than a year of training, he broke away from the group of teenagers early and went straight to adulthood.

The edges and corners of the face are beginning to appear, and the slight residual childishness has a bit of the taste of a sunny boy, which makes people's hearts complex and heavy.

Glancing at the empty doorway with flickering eyes, Anne's heart irrepressibly rose to the previous thought, although she also knew that this thought was a bit self-deceptive, but even if it was just to give herself psychological comfort, she would rather give it a try.

And now that no one is there, Mo Ran is unconscious again, and even if he really does it, no one will find out.

Thinking of this, Anne couldn't help but make up her mind and slowly leaned down・・・・・・

Mo Ran felt like he had a long, long dream, in which there was a mess of everything, dreaming that he was going home, dreaming that the fat man who always bullied him when he was a child was beaten all over the ground by himself this time, and dreamed that he was drifting on the boundless sea again・・・・・・

After dreaming about it, even Mo Ran himself was a little frightened.

Because his subjective consciousness tells him that it is all a dream, but no matter what he tries, he can't wake up, he can't feel where his body is, and he is completely unconscious.

This is somewhat similar to the 'ghost press' in the mouth of the old people. Although they are different, the feeling of powerlessness that cannot control oneself is very similar.

He went through a series of dreams, each time it was immersive, as if it were real, but when it was over, he was like a spectator, looking down on everything that happened from the perspective of God, but no matter how many people he said, he couldn't control it all.

Mo Ran shouted and begged for help in his heart over and over again, but he couldn't make any sound, everything in the dream was so real, even the waves on the sea slapping on his face felt as if it was happening.

I don't know how long it was, until in an instant, he was forcibly pulled out of his dream, and the senses of his body returned again, which made him extremely happy.

He tried countless times, and finally succeeded in getting out of that illusion that life was worse than death at this moment.

Although he felt that being able to wake up was not the result of his own efforts, it was not the point, and he was thankful that he could wake up.

Mo Ran, who had just come to his senses, reflexively wanted to open his eyes the moment he regained control of his body, but his eyelids seemed to have become extremely heavy and uncontrollable at all.

At this moment, Mo Ran suddenly felt something on his lips and wanted to reach out to remove it, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Moist and a little cool, his face felt like someone was breathing very close to him, and then an indescribable light fragrance was inhaled from his nose, and Mo Ran's head couldn't turn around.

It's true that he's still a chick, but he's not a pig, and although he just woke up, his mind is still a little unconscious, but if he doesn't notice anything from such a clear feeling, he can die.

The owner of the lips that covered his lips seemed to be very clumsy, just touched the lips of the two gently, and then there was no movement, but Mo Ran could still feel the nervousness of this person from the faint tremor and rapid breathing.

Mo Ran was almost crying, he hadn't been active for so long, and at this time, he was stimulated by such a stirring in a very quiet state, and his body reacted almost instinctively, all evil thoughts, and that thing could still move when he couldn't open his eyelids!