After waking up, you are mine

The noble and beautiful sika deer looks even more beautiful against the backdrop of a tree of red cherries. In contrast, the villagers who came to visit the hunter gathered in front of the log cabin and the hunter who looks weak under his resolute face.

Perhaps there was too much blood of life on his hands. The hunter's body fell ill without warning a few years ago, and he still couldn't find any symptoms of the disease that would gradually consume one's vitality.

So a few years ago, he stopped hunting as a subsistence activity, and instead planted various fruit trees in the open space next to the wooden house, and raised some poultry and livestock in captivity.

For some reason, the miasma in the depths of the forest also appeared in the village, and the concentration was not weak, and it only appeared in the early hours of the morning, which also had a great impact on the health of the villagers.

Just when everyone was hopeless, an outsider left them a word that could save everyone:

"The miasma of nightmares can be avoided by the fruit of the tree."

At the beginning, everyone didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence and the intention of that person, but the moment they saw this sika deer, everyone understood the meaning of that person almost at the same time.

"These fruits can save you." The voice almost came from the depths of the brain. Seeing the people in a daze, the voice that came in from the brain repeated itself.

Nan Huanhuan and He Zhen, who were behind the sika deer, naturally also heard this voice. They saw the almost identical wide-eyed surprised reaction of the villagers, and immediately understood.

As outsiders in this world, the two of Nan Huanhuan could still see the miasma surrounding the villagers to a greater or lesser extent.

Nan Huanhuan couldn't help but glanced at the sika deer again, but met the other's clean and clear eyes, and couldn't help being taken aback.

According to the plot, this sika deer should have been almost killed by that hunter many years ago.But now she can turn around and give those people redemption without any grievances. This kind of behavior...if it were her...would she be able to do it?

A slightly complicated expression fell into He Zhen's eyes, but He Zhen just hugged her hand a little tighter.

She doesn't mind what the person around her thinks, she only has this person in her eyes, as long as Huanhuan is doing well, she won't care too much about other people.

I don't know what he thought of, Nan Huanhuan's eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips into a straight line.

It can be said that it is her dark side character that she must retaliate. If a person offends her but nothing happens, it means that Nan Huanhuan has not taken that person's behavior to heart.

Perhaps in her heart, the "offence" in the eyes of ordinary people may not be considered of any weight, and vice versa.

He Zhen is quite fortunate that although this principle of Nan Huan Huan is not very good, it is suppressed in a place that he is not aware of because of its too vague attributes.

This story is coming to an end, so they don't have to think too much about what they have.Pulling He Zhen back, before leaving this small world, Nan Huan fantasized about taking another look at that clean and beautiful lake.

However, after walking into the forest for a long time, Nan Huanhuan and He Zhen clearly heard the sound of kicking behind them, and turned around together - it was the sika deer.

Nan Huanhuan: "..." This...

What happened after the sika deer helped the villagers leave the village was not written in the plot.

As if sensing her doubts, the sika deer tilted its head, walked not far from her, lowered its head, and signaled them to pick the cherry on its head.

Nan Huanhuan blinked her eyes, reached out and picked one off, she also wanted to try, what is the taste of the cherries grown from this strange cherry tree.

The moment the cherry was picked, it slowly turned ice blue in Nan Huanhuan's hands, and Nan Huanhuan could even feel the cold breath coming from the cherry in his hand.

"Is this... really edible?" Will it change color? ?There is no such operation in the original book... Nan Huan was stunned.

Is it really okay to eat this obviously wrong fruit? !no problem?? ?

Compared with Nan Huanhuan's crazy complaints, He Zhen seemed to be calmer. She watched the cherry in her hand slowly turn golden with a calm face, and then raised her hand and threw it into her mouth.

"……"etc! ?Senior sister, your character is broken?What about attacking calmly and cautiously?This kind of suspicious-looking cherry, you just eat it? ?

However, the fact is that, for the beautiful sika deer in front of him, He Zhen seems to trust him quite a bit, but Nan Huan Huan with a stiff face looks a bit unnatural.

Rubbing Nan Huanhuan's head reassuringly, He Zhen showed a reassuring smile and said, "Eat, it's fine."

Seeing He Zhen's smile, Nan Huanhuan ate that strange cherry almost in the next second, and the sweetness in the mouth did not make her feel any discomfort.

However, not long after, looking at the sika deer walking towards the depths of the forest, Nan Huanhuan felt that his sight lost focus inexplicably, and the scene in front of him seemed to shake greatly, and then he heard a heavy "dong" beside him After the sound of objects falling to the ground, she also lost consciousness.

Nan Huanhuan felt as if he had had a long, long dream.

He Zhen didn't appear in this dream yet, and she was just a little girl who hadn't grown up yet.

Grandma's palm-leaf fan is more attractive to her than the fairy's staff, which always blows a cool breeze in Grandma's hands on hot summer nights to dispel her restlessness.

The old and the young are lying on the clean mat in the patio, the cool breeze blows her drowsily, and beside her ears is the steady voice of grandma telling her the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. The world above ten thousand feet is bright and beautiful. Starry sky, scrambling to blink their bright eyes towards the ground, hoping to attract the attention of people on the ground.

The twinkling stars did attract Nan Huanhuan's attention, Nan Huanhuan turned over, buried her whole body in her grandma's arms, and muttered in a sleepy voice: "Grandma, the stars are so beautiful .”

Like someone's eyes, that person also stands at a height that she can't reach. After every success, the starlight in his eyes is always particularly attractive.

Half asleep and half awake, Nan Huanhuan felt that her grandma seemed to let go of her, followed by a pair of hands that came up behind her carefully.

Slender fingers ran along her hair, and the pampering in her voice seemed to be overflowing with sweetness: "I will take care of your future life."

Nan Huanhuan didn't struggle, after a few struggles with sleepiness, he still fell into a deep sleep.

She clearly remembered the first time when He Zhen disturbed her heartbeat. He Zhen was standing on the stage holding a microphone, and the crowd below were all looking with envy or admiration.

He Zhen's incomparably confident appearance and the star-like beauty in her eyes after winning the first place made it hard to take her eyes off her.

Frowning, Nan Huanhuan, who found that his thoughts were not right, just cursed himself secretly:

"wishful thinking!"

The author has something to say:

Nan Huanhuan: Why did I have a crush on someone of the same gender as me? I feel annoyed and blame him for being too flashy—so the protagonist is actually Senior Sister He Zhen, right? 【╭(╯^╰)╮】

Author: Heaven and earth can learn from each other!The main character column is filled with you~it's you~it's still you!

He Zhen: If I let Huanhuan know that I wanted to put her in my arms when she was a little puppet, would I be beaten...