Xunhou did not speak, leaning on the sofa to rest.
After a while, he said: "Clean up the salute first."
"Yes."
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When Mo Luan went back, the Mo family brothers hadn't eaten yet.
Seeing that she first asked about Xunhou's physical condition, Brother Mo simply prepared some food.
Because several people could see that Mo Luan was not in a good mood.
At night, Mo Luan was not sleepy in the bed.
She suddenly remembered that her birthday was not a few days away.
It seems that the birthday of this body is the same day as her birthday.
Too many coincidences of the same, even if I noticed, there is not much fluctuation in my heart.
Mo Luan put his hands behind his head and fell into a memory.
Her own birthday is celebrated every year.
No matter how busy she is, that person will celebrate her birthday and prepare customized gifts.
Her name and birthday were all given by that person.
She has been named Mo Luan since she can remember, and she celebrated her birthday on that day.
She didn't ask him in detail either.
Until rebirth, as the secret of this body was slowly revealed, she even recalled a lot of her own affairs with her.
Mo Luan looked at the ceiling, his mind changed from his birthday to that snowy day.
After thinking about it, everything became clear.
When she came back from the forest that day, it was her daily homework, even Xueman's knees could not fall.
When I was walking back, I met a little brother.
She was very thin, her fingers turned blue and red from the cold, and they were also purulent.
Wearing an old cotton coat, he fell into the snow, very embarrassed.
There were still cuts on the wrist and his right leg was broken.
With his feet buried in the thick snow, it is difficult to move an inch.
But that face was very beautiful, it was the most beautiful boy Mo Luan had ever seen.
The eyebrows are beautiful, delicate and beautiful.
He looked back as he ran, for fear that someone would be chasing from behind.
Mo Luan stood in front and looked at him.
Recalling this time, I have forgotten the mood at that time.
Perhaps all the attention is on that beautiful face.
boom--
He fell into the snow, splashed with pale snow and cold wind.
The scarred and swollen hands were soaked in snow water, and they started to bleed.
He was panting, scared, and panicked.
Then he stretched out his hand to Mo Luan, "Save me."
Mo Luan turned over and looked out the dark window.
I remember this emotion very clearly.
She promised him.
Why live if it is so painful.
She pondered for a while, maybe his cry for help was for relief.
So she found a stone and threw it at him.
"Help me, don't kill me." He said again.
The tone was very anxious, "I want to live, I ran out desperately just to live."
Mo Luan held up the stone hand and looked at his trembling longing eyes.
Frozen for several seconds.
Then he threw the stone and smashed his staying power neatly, knocking him out.
After that, she dragged him into the forest.
There is a small wooden house on the big tree in the forest, and the person who raised her asked someone to build it for her.
It is said that children from other families have childhood accompanied by their parents.
Then he built a fairy tale house for her and moved the fairy tale book to reality.
There is a stove and a medicine cabinet in the hut, and it is not cold after closing the doors and windows.
She handled the wound very skillfully for him, fixing the right leg with a wooden board after setting the bone.
Then he sat by the stove and waited in a daze for him to wake up.
...
Mo Luan yawned and opened her phoenix eyes.
later--
The little beautiful boy has a fever and is talking nonsense.
And the sound was very strange, it was fierce for a while, like a jackal tiger and leopard escaping from the cage.