【Ranwan ABO】Death

When Chu Wanning woke up, the moon was already on the willow.

Under the shade of ancient vines, the moonlight is clear, the flowers and branches outside the corridor are lightly flickering, the bamboo shadows are reflected on the wall, and the evening breeze is warm and gentle.

He supported the bed with densely carved patterns at the head of the bed and got up with difficulty, trying to digest all this.Before he fainted, he tried his best to strengthen the barrier, except for a few elders and his apprentices, no one could come in.He didn't remember who carried him into the bedroom, but he only remembered that the embrace was warm and strong, with reassuring power.Chu Wanning stared at the messy parts that were supposed to be on the bed, and frowned slightly.I am afraid that there is no second person who can do this kind of thing.He leaned against the bed, looking at the bright moon outside the window, and the branches and vines in his heart seemed to sprout suddenly. He was looking forward to that person being Mo Ran, but also afraid that he would know the fact that he was Dikun.

He is the master of Mo Ran, and he wants to protect Mo Ran, not let Mo Ran protect him.

Chu WanNing went to Elder Tanlang, he felt that this time he was in heat was very unusual.It came violently and without warning, and it was not in estrus, and it had never happened before.Elder Tanlang couldn't see anything for a moment, but the medicine prescribed for him increased the amount of blocker, and told him to take the medicine in time if such a situation happened again.

Chu Wanning held the porcelain bottle, and his palm was covered with fine cold sweat.It was clear that the sun was clear, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Could it be that you can't hide it?

At night, Mo Ran lay on a tree, carrying a jar of wine.After rebirth, many things are different from the previous life. In the previous life, he had never encountered Chu Wanning in heat. The first time he knew about it, Chu Wanning was already his concubine Chu. She was abolished and placed under house arrest. In the temple like a canary for people to enjoy.He never let Chu WanNing take medicine, but he has not made a contract with him for a long time.When the love flood came, he leaned on the flower seat in the palace, watching Chu Wanning softly on the bed, burning with desire, and being tormented by the heavenly aura on his body, he was distracted.He repeatedly forced Chu Wanning to shout those words that he would never say when he was awake, until the words in Chu Wanning's throat were broken, and he could only whimper in pain before he rewarded him with a relief.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and drank the wine in the altar.The tree was full of flowers, in clusters, blooming fiercely, and the fragrance was clearly intoxicating, but he felt tired.What kind of fragrance should he like? Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes.

He thought he would answer firmly, it was Shi Mei's clean and gentle taste, but what he thought of was another person.

He has seen all the appearances of that person, majestic and inviolable, naked, furious, and full of lust... Every scene is vivid and vivid.In the days after Chu Wanning's death, he found the best perfumers and forced them to mix up the same fragrance as Chu Wanning's body.Under the pain of flesh and blood, they actually made that kind of incense.Mo Ran gets himself drunk every day, and can't fall asleep without the incense. He lives on his breath by recalling Chu Wanning's voice and smile. He hates him, but frantically refuses to accept the fact that he died.

Mo Ran threw the empty wine jar casually, and suddenly heard a slight exclamation from under the tree, he heard the reputation and looked, the teacher was standing under the tree, the wine jar was broken at his feet, the beauty was shocked and pale.Mo Ran turned over and jumped off the tree without hesitation, grasped Shi Mei's cold hand, and carefully looked at whether he was injured, his brows were full of distress.

"Why didn't you call me when you woke up? What should I do if I hurt you just now?"

The teacher blushed slightly and drew back his hand, fastened the cloak he brought to Mo Ran, and his eyes were full of water: "I am worried that you will catch a cold, so I will send you the cloak."

Mo Ran's heart warmed up. He looked at Shi Mei's delicate face, which was as simple and sweet as a peach blossom. He only wore a thin layer, revealing a white and soft neck, and the moonlight made him more gentle.Mo Ran stared intently, Shi Mei's face was no different from his previous memory.He likes Shi Mo, but feels that he is like a lotus in the lake, which can only be seen from a distance, always separated by a green wave, clearly in front of his eyes but cannot be picked or touched.It's not that he can't, but because he doesn't want to.He gave all his patience and tenderness to Shi Mo, and all his selfish and cruel side was given to another person.

Shi Mei was a little embarrassed to be stared at by him, avoided his sight, and called Ah Ran softly.Mo Ran came back to his senses, took off the cloak on his body, leaned over and put it on the teacher's body carefully, and said softly: "I drank wine, my body is hot, and I don't need a cloak. It's you, you ran out with so little, dyed What about the wind and cold?"

The teacher's ears were red: "As soon as I worry about you, I don't care much."

Mo Ran smiled: "You still love me, it's late at night, I'll send you back."

The teacher nodded, and the two were silent all the way. When they reached the door of the teacher's room, Mo Ran stopped.The teacher opened his lips to say something, but stopped talking.He could see that Mo Ran had no intention of chatting with him, so he said good-bye with some disappointment, and turned into the room.

Mo Ran looked at the door closed by Shi Mei, with mixed feelings in his heart.He felt that he drank a little too much. Just now, the teacher clearly had something to say, why he was in a hurry to leave, and then again, where could he go?

Mo Ran was walking endlessly, the moon was shining and the stars were falling, the mountains and rivers were silent, his body was full of alcohol, and the altar was not very clear. When he realized it, he was standing at the door of Chu Wanning's bedroom.

Chu Wanning didn't close the windows, and there were a few candles in the house, but they were all burned out at this time, and only one sporadic one was left swaying in the wind, like an unbearable withered lotus, which would be destroyed by the cold wind at any time.Chu Wanning looked very tired. He fell on the table, holding a part in his hand, and fell asleep.

Mo Ran was stunned. In the days and nights he had never seen before, did Chu Wanning feel like today, so tired that he could just find a place to fall asleep.He used to think that Chu Wanning had the world in his heart, and he didn't care about anyone except his common people.But only now did he understand that his master was alienated from others because he didn't know how to take care of others, even himself.

He stood quietly in front of the window, staring at Chu Wanning's black hair hanging around his waist, thin shoulders, and pale sleeping face, and his heart suddenly hurt.After experiencing such a thing during the day, can't you be more peaceful? Why do you have to stay up all night to toss yourself.Mo Ran really wanted to wake up Chu Wanning and ask him, is it difficult to be nice to others, is it difficult to be nice to himself?

Mo Ran frowned, lowered his voice and turned the window into the room. He supported Chu Wanning's narrow shoulders and carried him to the bed. His master was very light and could be hugged without much effort.Mo Ran felt that he was quite funny, because he had too much time to do, so he hugged his master to bed twice a day.He had no choice but to tuck the quilt for Chu Wanning and sighed.Who made him, a master, have to sleep on the grass instead of the bed? It was only natural for him to take care of Dikun as a heavenly stem.What's more, he drank too much, and it was understandable to act strangely.He found enough reasons for himself, he turned out the window contentedly, and left the Red Lotus Water Pavilion happily.

Elder Yuheng suspected that he had met some kind-hearted spirit, no matter where he slept and woke up, he always lay down on the bed.He only thought that he was too tired and had hallucinations, as usual, with fluttering white clothes, preaching and teaching, eating three meals a day, staying up late as a night wanderer, and sleeping when sleepy.

Mo Ran is also the same as usual, going down the mountain to catch fish, going up the mountain to catch chickens, having nothing to do, peeking at Shi Mei.That day he went down the mountain to buy things with Xue Meng, and when he came back, he heard the disciples guarding the mountain gate talking in a low voice, saying that a Dikun had suddenly lost his temper, and it took a whole afternoon to restrain him, and he was already unconscious.Mo Ran raised his eyebrows, stuffed things into Xue Meng's arms and ran to the teacher's gate.Xue Meng struggled to show his face behind the hill-like thing, very puzzled: "Why are you going to burn the ink!"

Mo Ran didn't turn his head back, panting all the way to the teacher's gate, and met Chu Wanning who had just finished eating in Meng Potang and was about to go back.Mo Ran was panting heavily, and managed to straighten it out and said anxiously: "Master, are you... are you okay?" Chu Wanning looked blank, and opened his lips stiffly: "I'm fine... If you insist on something, today's The food is too salty."

Mo Ran stood there sluggishly, feeling that today he was a bit idle just like the dishes made by the master chef.