Salt Xiao Fulang

Even the well-informed merchants who traveled all over the world were stunned by this momentum for a while.

He stopped Xiaochun, and took great effort to snatch the knife from the opponent's hand. He saw this seemingly thin and small girl, with a body that seemed to be blown to the sky, with a murderous look on her face that couldn't be suppressed. live.

He was robbed of the knife, and he also knew that he couldn't really cut people regardless, so he stood there and competed with himself for a while.With a frozen face, he first cooperated with the merchants to move Song Xu into the house, and then entertained the guests tiredly.

The merchant knew that the other party had no energy due to the sudden change, so he roughly told what happened, left his name and left.

He called himself "Mo Shi'an" and was a "merchant of the Huitong Chamber of Commerce".

Song Xu fell into a drowsy sleep.

The doctor gave him some tranquilizing medicine, and he couldn't sleep soundly on his stomach, and he couldn't move on his own, making him feel cramped and uncomfortable.

Xiaochun sat by the bed for a while, trying to wipe off the sweat, but felt some blood, and hurriedly got up to boil water and wash the cloth towel.

He was a little dazed, and when he was going out with the basin in his hand, he stumbled and fell forward, slamming his head on the ground with a loud "boom--" sound.

The brain exploded like a bang.

The past of more than ten years was surging like a revolving lantern. He let out a scream and rolled around on the ground a few times with his head in his arms, as if his brain had exploded like a shattered watermelon.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands to endure the pain, and it took a while to calm down.

His eyes were covered with tears, and he reached out and touched his forehead, a large lump was swollen, and the skin was slightly scratched.

Xiaochun sat up propped up, and when she raised her eyes, there was a sunset like fire in the sky.

They burn like flames, like blood.It was obviously a scene he was used to, but it was different at this moment - he was shocked.

Why, he was indifferent to such beautiful scenery before?

Xiaochun was puzzled.It was as if the fog in his world had cleared away. Suddenly, the water stains that made him dull and rusty were all dried up, and his whole body was full of strength, and his blood flowed faster than ever.

He even remembered a few days ago, that nightmarish evening, at about the same time, a few demons came to the house and wanted to drag him to the county to be a prostitute without saying a word.

He screamed and cried like it was the end of the world.

is that meYou only cry when you encounter things, why don't you take out a knife?If you can't kill, can't you kill yourself?

He sat next to Song Xu with a basin in his hand, soaked and wrung out a cloth towel, and slowly wiped off the dust on his face.

He took off Song Xu's clothes again.

The wound on his back had already been bandaged up by the county medical clinic, and Xiaochun only wiped the exposed part.

It's clearly the body of "Song Xu" from before, but now it feels strange at first glance.With a different soul, this powerful body, healthy complexion, and muscular outline all had a fatal attraction for Xiaochun.

When he woke up from a dream, he came up with an idea - to protect him, to protect Song Xu, to make him always be his husband and stay by his side forever.

For this, he must "come alive".

In the middle of the night, Song Xu developed a high fever.Xiaochun was anxious and helpless, and went to Aunt Niu with red eyes.

He knew he was really cheeky, but he wanted to take a gamble.

Aunt Niu and Song Wang, who were able to lend Song Xu a huge sum of 20 taels of silver, and Song Wang, who were able to open their mouths and refuse to be repaid by others, have such deep feelings for Song Xu!

Even though it wasn't the fake Song Xu they were treating with sincerity, Xiaochun thought, in this world, no one else would know about it except me, so what difference does it make if it's true or not?

Knocking on the door in the middle of the night was really disturbing. Aunt Niu was woken up and hurriedly put on her clothes to open the door.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Xiaochun's expression anxious and embarrassed, she also became nervous: "That little bastard Song Xu hit you again!?"

Xiaochun pursed her lips and shook her head vigorously: "No, Aunt Niu. Song Xu is sorry for you. He didn't plan to visit the house until he collected the money to pay off the debt, but today Song Xu was beaten in the county, and now he has a fever... ..."

As soon as Aunt Niu heard this, she became anxious: "Fever!? Go to the doctor!" She didn't ask the cause and effect at all.

When Xiaochun heard this, she felt relieved.

Sure enough, the friendship of more than ten years is not just gone, Aunt Niu just resents Song Xu for not living up to expectations, not really not loving him anymore.

And the present fake Song Xu, the husband of his dreams in his heart, will definitely satisfy Aunt Niu.

"I'm going to see a doctor, but there is no one else at home, can I ask Aunt Niu to take care of it for a while?"

Uncle Song Liu was on the other side of the village, far away, so Xiaochun was worried.

"Okay," Aunt Niu nodded quickly, "I'll ask your Uncle Wang to help."

After all, they split into two groups and rushed on their way anxiously. This night was doomed to be difficult.

***

Song Xu had a splitting headache, for a while it was like being roasted on hot oil, making his scalp tight, and for a while it was rolling in a washing machine, like a ball without dignity.

After a while, the pain dissipated, he opened his eyes, and looked at the blackboard in front of him in confusion.

blackboard?

... No, why should I be surprised that there is a blackboard in front of me?

Don't I live in front of the blackboard every day?

Song Xu was a little surprised at his dazed state, but soon after class was over, he put this little strangeness behind him.

"Old Song! Are you playing ball?"

"Fight, next gym class?"

"Yes, you are confused about the competition questions. See if the class is empty!" It was his good friend who was talking, and his family lived close. They usually went to and from school together, and often made appointments to play basketball together.

The second year of high school was the time when the arts and sciences were divided into subjects. Many students who usually go to school honestly began to think about their lives for the first time.

Although not everyone really thinks about it.

There are too many people to help you decide what kind of path you will take in the future. Some deciders are dispensable, while others are as important as Mount Tai.

Like parents.

Song Xu happened to be someone nobody cares about. His parents divorced and lived with his mother, and his mother was a rare parent in a single-parent family who didn't have a strong desire to control.

This lady is only interested in picturesque landscapes, works in documentary crews, and travels to every corner of the earth.Ever since Song Xu went to live in junior high school, he has been a character like an SSR card who is elusive.

Can't get it easily.

Song Xu is a rare good boy, the more he is left alone, the more he has self-demand.Although he is not considered a proud child of heaven, he is still a good student who can get into the top [-] of his grade.

Good students will also worry about class placement, but it does not affect their physical education class.

The girls have consciously regarded the physical education class as an early meal class, chatting in twos and threes and going to the cafeteria, while the boys rolled around the court like wild dogs out of the cage, wagging their tongues.

In this class, Class [-] and Class [-] are playing a game. Song Xu is tall and starts the game.

The sun is shining, a group of adolescents have excess hormones, and bright beads of sweat are shining.

Song Xu's movements were smooth and flowing, and he gradually regained his senses while running. His heavy breathing and hot body all made him feel refreshed.

He pulled up the hem of his school uniform, wiped his sweat from his pockets, and a few scattered girls laughed and screamed, and then they all laughed together.

Song Xu felt a little embarrassed, quickly put down the hem of his clothes, smiled at the girl, and caused another booing.

After a quarter, the teacher replaced everyone and pointed out some boys who were not very active in sports.

Song Xu sat on the edge of the court panting, his friend handed him a bottle of water, and the two watched the score nervously.

Although it was just an ordinary friendly match, boys still have a natural desire to win.

Several people who played in this section were not very good at playing, but among them was a small guy from the next class who was exceptionally clumsy.

He wears glasses, his face is full of pimples, he almost runs with the ball, and his whole body is full of cramps.

This time, not only the girls, but even the boys watching laughed together... The little man staggered even more from the laughter, and directly performed a difficult fall on the ground with his left foot tripping over his right foot.

The friend laughed his head off: "Who the hell is this tm? His height is like a pocket mushroom among girls! When I saw it just now, I thought there was a Mario in the King of Fighters!"

Song Xu also had a stomach ache from laughing, mainly because the boy was too funny, his face was flushed red, like a comedian deliberately pretending to be stupid on stage.But gradually, Song Xu and his friends restrained their smiles, because there were a few neighbors in front of them saying something that spoiled the atmosphere.

"Is Wang Xiaobao joking? Have you never seen a pig run before you have eaten pork?"

"Maybe... I heard that his family is so poor that they can't even afford a TV..."

"Huh? In what age can't afford a TV..."

"Didn't I tell you earlier, his parents sell fish, and I saw him when I accompanied my mother to buy vegetables at the Sijiyuan vegetable market."

"Fuck, this tm is a poor student!"

"Hahaha, but isn't his grade just like that? I suspect that if he doesn't choose art, he can't even pass three exams, but if he chooses art, he can afford the tuition?"

"It's too much to fail the three exams. After all, we focus. There will be no one in the whole school who fails to pass the three exams..."

"What is he still alive for?"

Song Xu and his friend looked at each other, curled their lips, and slipped away early.

Originally planning to have a particularly early lunch, Song Xu's phone vibrated in his trouser pocket as soon as he entered the cafeteria.

He was a little happy when he saw the caller ID, and today he drew an ssr card.

"Hello mom?"

"Xiao Xu, come out for lunch, mom is back early!"

The smile on Song Xu's face was naturally friendly: "Oh, have you been outside the school yet? Choose a restaurant and order first."

Separated from his friends, the young Song Xu ran to the school gate with a happy little note all the way.

He was still at the age when he was attached to his mother, because he got less together and separated more, so his closeness became less rebellious.

After showing his pass, just a few steps out of the school gate, he suddenly heard an unharmonious sound.

There was an alley next to him, he hesitated for a moment, and then cautiously approached the entrance of the alley, but the scene he entered surprised him - the little man who was laughed at by them half an hour ago was kneeling on the knees of a few people who looked like big brothers In front of the people, weeping and kowtow.

Kowtow, really kowtow, Song Xu has never seen anyone kowtow outside of film and television dramas.

He subconsciously took a step forward: "What are you doing!?"

Several people looked at him together, the sticks in their hands were scary and funny, the leader brother sneered, stepped on the head of the little dwarf, crushed it, and then left in groups.

Before Song Xu stepped forward, the little dwarf raised his head, gave Song Xu a gloomy look, and then got up and ran.

"Xiao Xu?"

Song Xu turned around when he heard the sound, and his mother, whom he hadn't seen for several months, called him on the street, with a gentle smile on his face: "Why are you standing here? Let's go, let's eat."

Song Xu held back, and couldn't help but describe what happened just now. The two talked while walking, and Song Xu poured beans out of the bamboo tube.

"There is such a person in our school, and he is in the next class, and someone really beat him just now... Didn't he go to the police?"

The woman was wearing a long-sleeved black dress with her hair pulled back. Although she didn't look young anymore, she had a gentle and open-minded temperament.

She smiled and patted Song Xu on the shoulder, and said: "The world is huge, and there are all kinds of things you can't imagine or understand. You think they are far away from you, but inadvertently, you will accidentally Peep into tiny corners."

The weather is fine and the sycamore trees are rustling.

"You children now have too little experience. You study, do homework, and go to college all day long... When you graduate from college, do an ordinary job, and have children in accordance with the rules, many of them will never have a lifetime What big changes have you encountered. But 'changes' are a necessary condition for growth, and the more things you experience, the more you will understand when you live."

Song Xu: "...Speak human language!"

"Hahaha!" The woman smiled heartily: "I mean, what happened to you today is a small 'accident' that promotes your growth. It makes you think, is your life different from what you used to know? as common as yours?"

"...It's still normal, it has nothing to do with me."

"No, Xiao Xu," there was a gentle and transparent light in her eyes, "One day you will encounter changes that make you lose your sense of proportion, and these will distinguish you from others and become a person who is different from others. The symbolic 'people'. These are the only roads that people must pass, and you should not panic when accidents come, because you will pass through these, learn slowly, and grow up."

Song Xu curled his lips and nodded pretending to understand.Suddenly there was a howling of geese from above his head, and he suddenly raised his head, only to see the clear sky, blue for thousands of miles.

At that moment, Song Xu left the scene in a daze. He vaguely remembered something, but he was immersed in this "teaching" that he almost forgot.

After that, he chose art in his class.The teacher was puzzled, and specially asked him to talk.

In the summer vacation of his sophomore year, he was confessed by a senior while he was sketching, and he realized that his sexual orientation was different, and he spent the whole year in self-doubt.

Then, just three months after working, his mother was diagnosed with cancer. At that time, he was almost a child, and the news hit him like a bolt from the blue.

Two years later, his precious ssr disappeared, but he still continued to work, live, and move forward.Get a boyfriend, get dumped, get a boyfriend again...

Like all living beings.

Not half the difference.

Until he subconsciously pushed the milk tea girl and saved someone under the wheel, but he himself experienced death.And then there was the bizarre time travel and rebirth...

This year, Song Xu is 27 years old.

——"Don't panic when the accident comes, because you will pass through these, learn slowly, and grow up. These are the only roads that people must pass."

He opened his eyes slightly, his head was swollen, and Xiaochun's anxious cry came from his ear: "Song Xu, what do you think?"

Another voice was also slightly familiar to him: "Don't worry, he just woke up, let him slow down."

"But it's been a day and a night, and the water and rice won't get in..."

A drop of warm water hit his cheek, and Song Xu realized in a daze that it was Xiaochun's tears.

"If my husband goes, I'll kill Qian Sangou with a knife, and then wipe his neck." Xiaochun gritted his teeth.

"Huh!? What nonsense are you talking about, Xiaochun?"

"I'm serious, one knife at a time, I can kill it!"

... His little husband is too reckless! ?

Song Xu's mouth was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, he smiled wryly and squeezed Xiaochun's hand.

Xiaochun turned her head and said in surprise: "Song Xu, you really woke up! Are you thirsty, hungry? I'll get you some rice soup—"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, and took his hand away before it was warm.

Song Xu: "..."

He knew he had a long dream.

When I came to another world, I was very nervous all the time, and I seldom recalled my past life.

But occasional reflection is really important.

When the accident comes, how can he not learn and grow up?

He will definitely learn the lesson from this time and think twice before acting, although he does not regret this brave act this time.

Be yourself and protect yourself and your family.

family.

Thinking of this, Song Xu and Xiao Chun who hurried over with a bowl met their eyes - the other party blushed and moved away in a panic.

Song Xu:? ? ?

Song Xu was at a loss: what's going on, I've only been out for a day, why do I feel that Fulang is different! ?