"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

After Lu Ziyan left, Mo Chi lay on the bed, looking at the dark void in front of him, there was no sleepiness in his dark eyes, he felt as if a huge stone had been crushed on his heart, so heavy that he couldn't breathe , It was also like someone holding a rusty and blunt broken knife, scratching his heart back and forth bit by bit, there was no bleeding, but it was painful.

It wasn't until dawn that Mo Chi fell asleep in a daze, but he didn't know if it was because of the little girl's words that he dreamed of Yunchu, or rather, it should be Yunchu when he was a child.

In the dark and damp corridor, Mo Chi lowered his head, watching his body shrink to an unknown number, feeling a little helpless.

He also held a bunch of candied haws in his right hand, and the red icing glowed crystal-clearly under the faint candlelight on the wall beside him.

The jumping flames stretched all the way down his feet, and finally disappeared at the end of his vision. Mo Chi looked at the moss-covered walls on both sides in front of him, and walked forward uncontrollably with both feet.

Walking all the way forward, at the end of the aisle, there was a closed iron door, the door was covered with red rust, and it was not locked. Mo Chi raised his head, looked at the doorknob in front of him, and slowly raised his hand, Hold it up.

With a muffled creak, the iron door slowly opened, and the nose was instantly filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Mo Chi's face turned pale, and he wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't control his body and walked straight in. went in.

Inside was a small house with airtight surroundings and smooth walls without a single gap. In the middle of the room was an old table with one leg missing. The exhausted candles gave off a faint light, only covering the table with a small spot of light.

There was silence all around, so quiet that it made people tremble, but in such a silence, Mo Chi heard a little sound, like the shenyin of a small animal when it was about to die, or the sob of a baby after howling. smell.

"Who's there?" Mo Chi heard himself speak, his voice was still childish, but there was no trace of fear.

The surrounding air suddenly became quiet, a little eerily quiet.

Mo Chi saw the candlestick on the table, raised his hand to pick it up, and walked towards the direction where the sound was made, step by step.

The more he walked in that direction, the stronger the smell of blood filled his nostrils. Mo Chi clenched the candlestick in his hand, and stopped when he saw the jar in front of him that was a head shorter than him.

Yun Chu...

When Mo Chi looked at the man with disheveled hair and lowered head sitting in the jar, his mind was shocked.

He wanted to step forward and hug him into his arms, to take him away from this place, but he couldn't move his body.

Mo Chi could only speak with curiosity, "Who are you?"

The people in the altar seemed to have passed out and did not hear his words. He was not in a hurry, and asked several times. Then the other party slowly raised his head as if he had been awakened. Under his messy hair, a pair of dark and bright His eyes looked at him quietly.

"Who are you? Why are you sitting in an altar in my dungeon?" Mo Chi put down the candlestick in his hand, leaned closer to look at Yun Chu in the altar, the smell of blood in his nose became stronger, and he frowned. Picking up his nose, "The bloody smell on your body is so strong, are you injured?"

He kept rambling on, Yun Chu didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly, until Mo Chi shook his right hand, his eyes moved away from the other's face, and fell on Mo Chi. On the bunch of candied haws in Chi's hand.

Mo Chi followed his gaze, put the candied haws in front of the other party, and moved closer to let the other party see clearly.

"This is candied haws, do you want to eat it?" Mo Chi looked at him and asked.

The child in the altar looked at the red candied haws in front of him, opened his mouth, and made a sound like a dilapidated old bellows, whirring, but couldn't say a word. Mo Chi guessed that the other party should have moved his hand, because he heard There was a splashing sound of water.

"Want to eat? I can give it to you." Mo Chi said to him, his voice was crisp, like a big brother next door, "As long as you tell me the name, I will give it to you."

Listening to what he said, Yun Chu opened his mouth hard, and finally, he finally uttered two words, which were not even words, but more like meaningless notes made by simple vocal cord vibrations. Bi Sheng, Mo Chi I heard it.

"Yun Chu? You said your name is Yun Chu, right?"

Yun Chu nodded, without taking his eyes off the candied haws in his hand for a moment, Mo Chi looked at his shining eyes in the dark, smiled with a mouthful of white teeth, and generously handed over the candied haws in his hand: "I It's called Mo Chi, hey, I'll give you candied haws."

Yun Chu stretched out his hand impatiently as soon as his words fell, and brought out a pile of dripping liquid and the sound of rattling chains. With the faint light, Mo Chi could clearly see what was on his hand. The liquid was bright red, with a strong smell of blood.

He picked up the candlestick on the ground and moved it closer to the jar, only to find in horror that the other party was sitting in a jar of blood, his clothes were dyed red, the original color could not be seen at all, and he was as thin as a chicken On the clawed hands were heavy shackles with chains as thick as a baby's arm.

"You..." Mo Chi was shocked by the scene in front of him. He looked at the person in front of him and wanted to say something, but the other person just looked closely at the candied haws in his hand, seeing that he never gave them to him, His expression became a little anxious, and he opened his mouth: "Ah... ah... eat..."

Seeing his eagerness, Mo Chi hurriedly handed over the candied haws in his hand. Yun Chu couldn't wait to open his mouth and bite it down, and started to gobble it up.

When Mo Chi saw this, he just felt a little uncomfortable. He always had candied haws anytime he wanted to eat, and it didn't matter if he couldn't finish eating them, but the person in front of him seemed to have never eaten candied haws.

He stuffed the bamboo stick in his hand into the opponent's hand, then ran to the table and dragged a stool to the jar and sat down, watching the person eating the candied haws in his hand one bite after another.

"Is it delicious?" Mo Chi asked him.

Yun Chu didn't speak until the last candied haws left on the bamboo stick, he suddenly stopped eating. Mo Chi watched him stop, a little puzzled: "What's the matter, don't you want to eat? That's right." , Eating too much candied haws makes your teeth sour..."

"Eat...it's gone..." Yun Chu, who had only mentioned his name at the beginning, spoke suddenly, and Mo Chi stopped before he finished speaking.

"That...it's okay, if you like it, I'll bring it to you every day from now on..." Mo Chi looked at the child's sunken face, and suddenly opened his mouth softly, in his immature voice, was A promise heavier than a mountain.