There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

Compared with the time when he came, it was obvious that the return journey would be very difficult, and he didn't dare to stop or look back, just listening to the cracking sound of door panels in his ears, he could imagine that those monsters were constantly gathering.

On the way here, Qian Lang took out a Tang knife from a house in the Qian family, obviously guessing that he couldn't use the blade he was used to to deal with such things.At this time, Qianlang was holding Wen Yuran with one hand, and holding a knife in the other to resist those monsters that occasionally jumped out from the front or side, so nothing happened for now.

About halfway through the distance, Qian Lang also suffered a few minor injuries, and more and more monsters were chasing after him.Monsters are tireless. If they continue to consume their physical strength quickly, they may be caught up before they go out.

"You have a wound in your mouth, don't breathe through your mouth. We will separate at the next fork. You don't have to worry about anything, just keep running forward."

Wen Yuran was taken aback, and then almost immediately had a bad premonition: "You are fucking crazy, if you tell me that you want to feed these monsters, I will beat you right now!"

"I'm just delaying a little bit, I won't die. Don't you believe me? I never lied to you, and I never will." When he said this, Qian Lang even smiled, speaking very firmly, let Wen Yuran was shaken for a moment.

In fact, if the two walked separately, maybe Qian Lang would not be able to distract him from him.

Before Wen Yuran could think about anything, the fork in the road was close in front of him. Qianlang gently pushed Wen Yuran to the passage on the right, and he let go of his hand, took the flashlight pinned to his waist again, and ran to the left side.

Now that there is no choice left, Wen Yuran can only continue to run forward.This ancient building was very quiet, so when he was running, besides his own footsteps, he could also hear commotion from another direction, and he didn't need to think to know that it was the sound from Qianlang's side.

All the monsters that swarmed after him just now were gone, and Wen Yuran guessed that those things were probably extremely sensitive to the smell of blood and completely irrational, so it was only natural that they would chase after Qianlang who had a wound on his body.Of course, he didn't know whether Qian Lang used other means to lure those monsters away.

In the process of advancing, even if that kind of monster occasionally appeared in front of him, he would basically choose to ignore him and run straight to another direction.

All the while judging Qianlang's current location based on his voice, Wen Yuran found that the other party seemed to be deliberately keeping a little behind, with a distance not too close or far away from him, probably to prevent bumping into each other at the fork in the road.

For this, he could only run out as fast as possible to reduce the pressure on Qianlang.

However, as Wen Yuran gradually approached the exit, the noisy voices behind him were also dropped further and further away. When he finally saw the door from which he came, he could not hear the voices behind him at all.

Standing at the door, Wen Yuran was still panting heavily, turned around and shouted to another passage: "Hey! Can you hear me! I'm at the exit! Come out quickly, don't delay any longer!"

There is no response.

He yelled a few more times and still didn't receive a reply, instead, Qi Feichen's voice came from above the stairs: "Come up now, don't act impulsively. If you go to find someone, you will make him restrain his hands and feet, and make more troubles."

What he said was the truth, and Wen Yuran could only do so at this time.

Walking up the stairs, I saw Qi Feichen standing by the stairs with his hands behind his back, watching him frown unceasingly: "Although you can hardly see yourself, I can see clearly. The contract will be terminated, and your soul is not at this moment." Steady, if you get a slightly serious injury, you may die, if you can't even get out, then you will only lose one more life when you go back."

Seeing Wen Yuran coming back but not seeing Qian Lang, Qi Feichen already understood eight out of ten.Seeing that Wen Yuran was still quite anxious, he couldn't help sighing, and raised his hand to tap his forehead without warning.

Letting the unconscious Wen Yuran lean against the wall to sleep peacefully, Qi Feichen turned his head and looked down the dark stairs, and sighed again.

"Perhaps there will always be some people in the world who are clearly thoughtful, but also ridiculously stupid."

According to the private agreement between the two of them, if Qian Lang didn't come back within an hour, then Qi Feichen would erase all memories of Wen Yuran and his family about him.In exchange, Qian Lang used some means to help Qi Feichen strengthen his soul, so even if he didn't do anything in the future, the ghost would not be easily dispersed.

He said that nothing would happen, but this time Qianlang really lied, in fact he was not sure.

***

Wen Yuran didn't know when he fell asleep. The uncomfortable position when he slept caused his neck to be a little sore when he woke up.He leaned against the wall behind him, which happened to be facing the door of this small room, and just as he opened his eyes, they were shut again by the light.

Although it was only for a moment, he still saw a person standing in front of him, whose face was not clear due to the backlight.

The man knelt down and gently rubbed Wen Yuran's sore shoulder.

Wen Yuran punched the opponent in the face.

There is no need for a reason, just pure displeasure, the displeasure of wanting to drag people into the recycle bin to be emptied with one click.

To say where the unhappiness came from, it was probably because Qi Feichen had already shown him the whole story in the form of a dream while he was asleep.And now one of the two culprits has gone somewhere, and there is only one left, so he can only make do with it.

Mottled bloodstains could be seen everywhere on Qianlang's body, and the red patch around his waist spread more widely, which should be a serious injury.The Tang knife from when I went there is now missing, and the little finger and ring finger of the right hand show an unnatural twist, which is obviously broken.

Standing up with his hands on the ground, Wen Yuran patted the dust on his pants, stretched out his hand to support Qianlang, with an upright expression as if he had just hit someone: "Okay, since I haven't died yet, I won't say anything The original travel plan remains the same, to take care of the body in the past few months, it seems that the injury is so serious that it needs abstinence recuperation, let's do it for three months first."

The smiling expression on Qianlang's face froze for a moment: "My injury has been..."

"That won't work. I feel so sorry for the person I love so much. I'm too sorry for half a month. I heard that internal injuries will take at least a year and a half..."

The two of them walked out of the hut slowly while talking.

At the back of the room, Qi Feichen stood casually leaning against the wall. Hearing the voices behind him, he looked up at the blue sky without any clouds, and couldn't help laughing.

Even if such a fool can finally get married, then he will find the general sooner or later.At that time, whether it is a marriage proposal or a forced marriage, the wedding dress will always come in handy.

***

For convenience when they went out, both of them carried small cross-body bags. The things they could carry were limited, and the emergency treatment was also very limited. They had to go to the local hospital as soon as possible.

Because of the remoteness of the place, they had to take a long-distance bus when they went out. The driver was quite frightened when the two of them got on the bus. If Wen Yuran hadn't made up a story about "Going to the mountains for fun, but the companion accidentally rolled down the hillside" An excuse, probably the uncle driver didn't dare to let them come up casually.

After staying in the local hospital for less than half a month, this matter is officially over. Although the fracture of the finger will not heal for a while, fortunately, the impact is not particularly large.Although the days to come could not be expected to be peaceful, at least they would not be in trouble for three or two days.After that, Qi Feichen never showed his face, Qian Lang said that maybe he left alone, wandering around looking for the person he had been looking for.

Thinking about the possibility that we will never see each other again in the future, Wen Yuran's mood is still a bit complicated. The women's clothing and cosmetics at home suddenly lost their owners, and he was not used to it for a while.

"Although I said that I will travel everywhere before the Chinese New Year..." Wen Yuran sat on the bench and looked at the large lavender field, feeling that his nose had been overwhelmed by the scent of lavender, "But we two big men, come on Are you making yourself feel uncomfortable in such a romantic place? And neither of us is a literary youth." Not to mention that one of the fingers is still in plaster.

There was a foreign couple embracing and kissing in a little distance, and he really didn't see it.

Originally, it wasn't the time for lavender to open, but Wen Yuran didn't know where Qianlang found this large greenhouse, which was filled with lavender and it was obviously for couples to date.Through the transparent greenhouse partition wall, you can still see the snowflakes floating outside at the moment, the atmosphere is really enough.

Now they are in Provence, according to the itinerary prepared by Qian Lang, the places they will go on this trip include Venice, Vostwick, Verona, Bali, etc... Some are very famous, and some are relatively heard of Fewer, but there is one thing in common between these places: they are all good places for couples to get bored.

They have been to three countries so far, and now Wen Yuran is almost tired of throwing up.

In order to express his inner dissatisfaction, he almost paralyzed on the bench, completely abandoned his image, pretending not to see the ambiguous eyes of passers-by.

"Don't you like it? I heard that these places are very suitable for couples to travel together."

"I think the premise of saying this is that those couples have romantic cells." At first, Wen Yuran thought that their trip would be to see some magnificent Grand Canyon or waterfall together, or go to some places with interesting customs. "I won't mention it, all your romantic cells can be solved with one bed at most, but three months haven't arrived yet."

"Then is there any place you want to go?" As Wen Yuran said, he can barely appreciate the large field of lavender, but Qianlang is not interested in these things at all, "As long as I am with you, I will It feels good everywhere."

"Isn't there a glass plank road in Zhangjiajie? It's quite interesting. Let's go back and walk around there." Compared with looking at the flowers and the sea, he still prefers places that are a little exciting.

While they were talking, a couple walked by with a five or six-year-old girl. The family talked and laughed and looked very happy.

"Okay, I'll check the ticket later." Qian Lang smiled and nodded, "Before that, can you play a game with me?"

play games?

Wen Yuran looked back from the family of three, looking at the anticipation in Qianlang's eyes that couldn't be concealed, and didn't know if it was a coincidence or a coincidence, but he suddenly understood what he wanted to say.

He showed a smile, straightened his sitting posture slightly, and said, "Come and play house. I'm an older brother, and you are a younger sister."

"No."

"Then I am the father and you are the daughter."

"Neither."

"You really ask a lot." Wen Yuran said in a tone that seemed to be impatient, and continued, "The last choice is, I will marry you. If you don't want it, forget it. If you like it, play it or not."

"Okay." As the word was uttered, Qian Lang felt that the place on the left side of his chest was burning hot, and he couldn't take his eyes off Wen Yuran's face at all.

Among the lavender fields, a pair of black-haired and black-eyed oriental men kissed each other quietly, with snowflakes falling slowly behind them.

small theater:

After the pleasant trip, the two returned home, and the moment they opened the door, time stood still. In the living room, there was a soft girl in a white skirt sitting on the sofa, casually flipping through a book.

"Didn't you fucking leave?!"

Qi Feichen: "Oh, I just think it's rare to go out and I don't want to disturb you, so I came back first."

Wen Yuran heard his voice trembling: "So you didn't plan to leave at all?"

"I hope you will take care of me in the future."

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