Chapter 118

Ruan Qiuqiu was silent for a moment. Thinking of yuechen's words, he quickly guessed that he should be awakening his memory.

It's just

The awakening of this memory is somewhat too real.

Ruan Qiuqiu grinned bitterly, feeling some numbness in his hands and feet.

She did not continue to be dazed outside, but stepped on her legs and gently pushed open the wooden door.

A warm breath came to my face. It was quiet in the cave, and the yuan Jue was not there. Only the burning wood was quietly emitting soft light.

Ruan Qiuqiu walked into the "master bedroom" and saw the familiar wooden wheelchair in the place leaning against the hide curtain.

She put her basket on the stone table and realized in a trance that in the past where she had died, today was the evening before they intended to flee.

And the grandmother Ruyi, who helped them make willow wheelchairs, had already gone out of the world with her beloved grandfather Mo three days ago.

Because she was worried about implicating them, she discussed with Yuan Jue. After dealing with the affairs of Ruyi's grandmother, she let him take them away first.

Ruan Qiuqiu looked at the small knapsack and hide bag packed on the wedding bed. When his throat was sour, he could not help but bend his lips.

She is actually a very clear person, has always been very clear what she wants.

Even after a samsara and returning to her painful memory, she never regretted that she had fled with the wolf, and even felt a bit romantic.

Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't reach his forehead. He felt deeply that he had a problem with his brain.

She tried several times to see if she could break away from the heavy memory, but every time she was about to wake up, she was completely suppressed by a force, so that she could not completely escape.

I tried a few more times, and it didn't work except to make my head hurt more and more.

Ruan Qiuqiu simply gave up.

If she guessed right, maybe she would wake up when she died in memory.

Ruan Qiuqiu rubbed her forehead. Although she already knew her fate, she might be in self-protection. Those painful memories in her mind were like a veil, which made her unwilling to think about it.

Perhaps, it is for this reason that she will fall into this illusion like world, forced to awaken memory.

Ruan Qiuqiu sat on the wedding bed, rubbed his dizzy forehead, and thought that he would leave at night, so he simply cleaned up the wedding bed.

She thought so, and without hesitation, she lifted the leather mat on the wedding bed.

The green warm stone bed came out, and Ruan Qiuqiu saw something carved on it.

At the bottom of my heart, Ruan Qiuqiu lifted all the animal skin mats and found a mark on the warm stone bed.

Eyes fell on the stone, Ruan Qiuqiu saw an ugly wolf and a long haired villain who seemed to be wearing a fur skirt.

Ruan Qiuqiu "..."

Some strange feelings welled up in his heart. Ruan Qiuqiu folded the animal skin cushion and simply knelt down on the warm stone bed. He scratched the clear marks on his fingertips and saw the paintings on the stone bed.

A couple of, a lot of, but also very neat, bit by bit description, seems to record a lot of things.

Ruan Qiuqiu almost immediately reflected that these paintings were engraved by Mr. wolf.

Should not the wolf have been doing such childish things while she was sleeping?

Her eyes were bright and her fingertips crossed the most ugly picture of the first painting, and her feelings were mixed for a moment.

There was a big wolf with a missing left leg. Beside the fierce wolf with triangular eyes, stood a little man in a fur skirt.

Reasonable guess, that person is her.

Ruan Qiuqiu chuckled, some could not help laughing.

So when did the wolf start to record? She thought he hated her.

Finger belly slowly down, the line of sight gently glides across the second and third, recording the little bit by bit between them all the way, even many details that she does not remember are all engraved down.

Detailed to, seems to be a wolf yuan afraid of what details they forget.

Careful to, it seems that the wolf bit by bit, can not tell the courage of love.

Ruan Qiuqiu looked down all the way. When he found that there were still some pictures in the middle of the picture that a lame "adult" with a tail and ears was pressing another "villain" who looked like he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

She did not remember when she had ever made such a gesture with the wolf.

So

She seems to have found yuan Jue's stone hammer.

It's really a stone hammer.

The whole stone bed was almost full of Yuanjue, but Ruan Qiuqiu noticed that there was a small painting near the tail of the stone bed.

In addition to her and Yuan some wolf, there are several small wolf cubs.But the wolf obviously did not know how to create pups between man and wolf. He actually drew a wolf cub out of the eggshell.

Ruan Qiuqiu bent his eyebrows and eyes, some of whom couldn't laugh or cry.

But when all the paintings were finished, Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't laugh when he thought of their doomed incomplete past.

She felt some pain in her heart and hesitated for a long time, but in silence she spread the animal skin mat back and cooked the meal with the burning wood which had not been completely burned out.

……

Outside the patter of a light rain, Yuan Jue did not let her wait for a long time, in the day is almost completely dark, step on a rain and snow back to the cave.

"Madame." Ruan Qiuqiu raised his head and saw a wolf standing at the entrance of the mountain, "the wolf is back."

There was no green moon cotton in the past. He was still wearing the red robe she had made for him. He was beautiful, with scars on his forehead, a pair of narrow scarlet blood pupils, a stick in his hand, and rain water flowing from his long black hair.

Yuan Jue's eyes are staring at her tightly, her eyes are light and tender, just like before.

Even though it was not long after she separated from him, Ruan Qiuqiu still felt as if she had spent a long time. After a long time, she just saw him, and her sight in front of her blurred.

Yuan Jue did not expect that his little wife would suddenly shed tears, and the whole wolf was a little flustered.

He thought that she was bullied by some demon when he was not in, or he secretly warmed the quilt at night and was frozen.

Yuan Jue stepped forward and stood in front of her at a loss. He wanted to lift his big hand to wipe her tears. He was worried that he had just come back from the outside, and his body was dirty and her face was blurred.

At the end of the day, it just automatically mobilizes the Demon power when it moves from the thermostat in the shape of a wolf. Then it shows her big hairy tail and gently sends it to her. She gives her clumsy comfort and says in a soft voice, "touch?"

Ruan Qiuqiu felt more sad for a moment. She did not have the rain on Guan Yuanjue. She hugged him directly. She even clearly felt the stiffness of the wolf for a moment.

She and Yuan Jue are shy in nature. Although they like each other all the time, they seldom stick together.

They have been very restrained, in that painful past, the number of kiss even less than now.

"Is it cold?" Yuan some wolf did not realize what, he red face is very serious in thinking, is not the home burning wood less, frozen to the little wife.

Ruan Qiuqiu shook his head in his arms and said, "let's go."

She knows that the end of the past has been doomed, but in this dream like memory, or want to change something ridiculous.

Yuan Jue is aware of her mood is not right, but considerate of what did not say, nodded, tail quietly rubbed against her, to show comfort, "good."

They didn't bring a lot of things, wooden wheelchairs, backpacks, fur quilts.

When Ruan Qiuqiu asked yuan Jue, what should we do about the marriage bed.

Mr. wolf was silent for a moment. His thin lips lifted up and showed a light smile. Ruan Qiuqiu asked Ruan to wait for him outside first. He would take care of it.

Ruan Qiuqiu walked out of the hide curtain and leaned against the cold cave. He heard the sound of broken stones coming from inside.

She knew that the bed was probably gone.

A moment later, Yuan Jue's eyes were red, and she came out of the cave with the animal skin pad in her hand and tightly grasped her hand.

……

Their escape route was the same as in memory. Ruan Qiuqiu wanted to change it, but every time his words reached his lips, he couldn't say it anyway.

She knew that her consciousness was unable to change the established past, but she was still working hard again and again.

The first night they slept on a huge, canopied log to the north.

Yuan Jue hugged her tightly in his arms. They were covered in animal skin cushions to block the wind and snow that might blow in.

Ruan Qiuqiu's head is leaning against his chest, in the cold night, you can clearly hear his heartbeat.

"Bang", "bang",

for a moment, they are beating vividly. They seem to be very close and far away from her.

The next day there was a blizzard and they had to abandon their heavy wooden wheelchairs.

In the evening of the third day, they hid in a small cave to avoid the snow. However, a space passage suddenly appeared in front of them. Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't dodge. She felt a pain in her hand and her vision was reversed. She saw her right arm gouged out on the snow.

In fact, she was not very painful, and immediately stopped the blood with her power, and tried to hide herself from becoming a burden of Yuanjue.

She looked at Yuan Jue as if she was crazy. She tore the high-level demon into pieces. Her whole body was covered with blood holes. She held her severed hand in her arms. It looked strange and terrible.

Ruan Qiuqiu shivered with pain and ran hard to him, but he gently pressed his shoulder, madly trying to connect her arm again and again.

But his hand was so shaking that it was difficult to even align it, let alone connect it.Ruan Qiuqiu's body is full of his blood. Listening to Yuan Jue's hoarse voice, his eyes are full of panic. With his hoarse crying voice, he repeatedly said why he couldn't connect, why he couldn't, why he couldn't.

Ruan Qiuqiu said that she didn't feel any pain at all. In fact, she didn't have time to hurt. She didn't have an arm.

Shaking her left hand, she took the healing water from her backpack and tried to stop the bleeding. She tried to show a smile. Her voice was shaking. "Husband, I think, in fact, one of us has no left leg and the other has no right hand. In fact, we are quite compatible..."

Ruan Qiuqiu felt that he was simply a logical genius, such words can be said.

But she clearly remembers that she used to say that, and now she even has some weird humor.

"Wolf, don't despise me..." Ruan Qiuqiu laughed and blinked his sour eyes. He didn't look at the broken corpse on the ground.

She knew that in less than a few seconds, there would be a space channel around them, and the angry Moxi would directly pierce her heart.

In the past, she might have predicted all this in advance. It happened that before losing all consciousness, she gently kisses her wolf husband.

"Husband." Ruan Qiuqiu called several yuan Jue, the latter finally raised the eyes full of blood, despair and guilt tight her.

He became ugly, eyes are full of tears, handsome cheek ferocious, Ruan Qiuqiu still loves him very much.

After the space changes, the heart beats very fast, Ruan Qiuqiu said gently, "close your eyes."

Yuan Jue's pupils trembled and his long eyelashes were covered with tears. But even at such a moment, he still listened to her and closed his eyes painfully.

Ruan Qiuqiu bent down, gently supported his shoulder, and slowly kiss up.

Soft and beautiful, like a warm dream.

As expected, death came as expected, just like a sudden hit on the heart. Ruan Qiuqiu's heart beat was weak, and even before he could open his eyes, he fell into an unconscious darkness.

Ruan Qiuqiu felt that her consciousness was clear, and the feeling of complete awakening of memory was even more difficult than she expected.

She tried hard to open her eyes again and again, but she was always trapped in the dark, just like consciousness wrapped in a thick eggshell, how could she not break through.

She had no way to perceive anything, nor was she aware of the passage of time. Naturally, she did not know that three days had passed since her coma.