Chapter 665

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He looked straight at it.

In the scroll, Allen Chu was stunned.

He opened his eyes wide in shock, and finally understood what he meant. First he was at a loss and in disbelief, and then he became confused and anxious.

He only knew that the world was beautiful, but he had never seen children so skinny that only their skin remained, like kittens and puppies that were about to starve to death, huddled in the grass on a snowy day, and the only thing they had on them to keep out the cold was a pair of summer clothes. A rag that feels too cool. Grabbing him, there were only two words left in his mouth.

Rice, and eat.

Huai Gui said sternly: "You go back first."

But this time Chu Wanning didn't listen anymore. He looked at the little dirty dog-like child and felt very distressed. He quickly took off his cloak and wrapped it around the child.

He was so anxious that it was not the child but himself who was suffering. He said, "Are you hungry? Wait, I have rice porridge here, I have rice porridge."

He went to ask Huai Zui, but Huai Zui frowned.

"I'll let you go back. This is none of your business."

"Why shouldn't you care?" Chu Wanning was at a loss. "He...he is so pitiful, Master, have you seen it? He just wants to ask for some food. If he does this, he will starve to death and freeze to death."

When he said this, he was a little confused. He murmured: "What's going on? Doesn't it mean that the world is peaceful? Why is it..."

"go back."

Chu night Ning was stunned. He didn't know why the guilt suddenly happened. Finally, he bit his lip and said: "I want to feed him some rice soup..."

"I couldn't help it, so I agreed to him." The sinister and empty voice carried some sighs, and together with the vast wind and snow, drifted in Mo Ran's ears, "I gave him a pot bag filled with rice soup and allowed him to personally Go and save the child who came unexpectedly. I didn’t know at the time how this would make Chu Wanning feel and what kind of decision it would make him make. I didn’t know anything at that time. "

The ink burned and stared blankly as Chu nightning opened the pot and brought it to the child's mouth.

The child leaned over eagerly, but couldn't suck.

He was on the verge of starving to death and had no extra strength.

The ink burns and the Adam's apple twitches.

He suddenly felt a seed sprouting inside his skull and protruding from the mud.

He suddenly felt that everything in front of him was so familiar...

He watched.

He is coming to his senses.

Then, at a certain point, the dragon broke through and the clouds and water rolled.

He stood up suddenly and clenched his fingers into fists——

He remembered!

"Is it you?" He hurriedly ran towards Allen Chu in the scroll, his pupils shrinking sharply, "Are you him? Is it him? You actually... you actually..."

He couldn't speak anymore and suddenly covered his eyes with his arms.

His throat was full of misery.

It never occurred to him.

It turned out to be Chu Wanning.

——The child who was about to freeze to death among the haystacks was himself who climbed down from the mass grave after burying his mother. He had nowhere to go and was begging everywhere! !

The illusion and memory overlap, and Mo Ran has never forgotten the young man who took off his cloak and wrapped it around himself in the snow.

Chu nightning asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Can't you drink?"

Xiao Moran couldn't say more, he only let out a weak sob from his throat, narrowed his dark eyes, and looked at him feebly.

"Then I'll pour it out for you, don't mind."

The spout was unscrewed, and the rice porridge was placed in the boy's palm. He held it carefully. He looked a little hesitant, probably because he thought it was a bit dirty, and maybe the child wouldn't be willing to drink it.

But he was overthinking it.

dirty?

From Linyi to Wubei Temple, Mo Ran drank river water, rainwater, and muddy mud from the ponds. He ate wild fruits, leftover rice, and when he was most helpless, he even swallowed earthworms, licked ants, and ate soil.

He crawled on the ground and leaned over to drink the rice soup. At that time, he felt that what was flowing through his throat was the nectar of poplar branches, and the person who gave him the soup to drink was the Jiutian Banished Immortal.

"Slow down, slow down, it's not enough." Allen Chu was surprised and sad. He looked at the dirty little head buried in his palms, miserable and embarrassed, greedily and pitifully licking the rice porridge. , the tongue is rolled up and down, like a small animal when drinking water.

"Where did you come from..." he couldn't help but ask.

But Mo Ran whimpered and did not answer. After drinking the rice milk, only a little bit remained in the seam of his palm. He refused to let it go and kept licking the palm of this little brother's hand, which made Chu Wanning feel itchy and painful.

It’s the hands that itch, and it’s the heart that hurts.

"It's okay, there's still more, I'll pour you some more."

Chu Wanning took another full handful, and Mo Ran kept watching eagerly during the process. When he stretched out his hand, he moved forward again and couldn't wait to continue licking and drinking.

The full pot of rice milk, Chu Wanning held a handful of it, and just squatted to feed him to drink it.

Mo Ran has never forgotten.

In fact, in his subsequent ups and downs of life, he thought countless times - what would have happened to him if he had not met this person at that time.

He had deduced many possibilities and had many assumptions, but in the end he could not escape a word.

die.

They starved to death, froze to death, were picked up by wild wolves, and their hearts, livers, spleen and stomach were disembowelled.

If he had not met this brother, he should have gone to meet his mother under the yellow spring.

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