Chapter 45:

The lower reaches of the river are deep forests and old forests. The subordinates took people on the shore and believed that she did not have anything. Rong Jiahui was carrying people in the woods.
The woods are large, as if there is no border, and Rong Jiahui walked in the inside, and I did not know how many hours passed.
"Madam, let's take a break first."
Rong Jiahui was also tired and tired. She found a place and sat down. After she drank her saliva, she recovered a little physical strength.
She wiped her sweat and sat down after sitting down, then stood up again.
"Continue to find! Maybe she climbed up on the shore and fell there."
Although everyone does not think that Zhong Liluo has the possibility of surviving, there is nothing to say in the face of Rong Jiahui.
When a wife, or a newlywed wife, is always unable to accept such a thing, young people must be widowed, but with her noble origin, it is easy to find a home.
They wandered around inside, and they were dizzy around their heads. They only felt like they were going anywhere, as if they were in circles, and people... they didn’t even see the hare.
They went deeper and deeper, and the terrain was a bit steep. Rong Jiahui was guarded by people and walked carefully.
After more than an hour, Rong Jiahui has also changed from the initial conviction to the current real concern.
Is it...
She simply did not dare to think about the result that might drive her crazy.
She was thinking, suddenly she felt that there was some itching on her legs. When she looked down, she was almost scared to return to hate, and a four-and-a-half-inch big sister had climbed to her ankle.
She was so scared that she screamed and lifted her leg to get rid of it. As a result, it was smashed, and she was rolling down in the screams of everyone.
She didn't know how long she had been rolling, she was dizzy, she was hurting, she still had a few grasses in her mouth, and she touched her face and seemed to be rubbed and burned.
She took care of the messy hair, pulled out a few twigs, pulled out a few small leaves, and stood up and shaken, so that she rolled smoothly, did not encounter any mess, or estimated life Confessed.
She opened the bushes in front of her eyes and wanted to find a way out for herself, but she saw the person she was thinking about.
Zhong Liluo was pale and scary, and her lips were dry. Rong Jiahui walked up and explored her breathing. Fortunately, she was still angry. Thanks to this, it was a southern girl. The water is very good. She planted this all of a sudden, the fate is definitely gone.
However, the injury on the arm, some stunned, Rong Jiahui tore open the clothes on her arm that had been broken, the wound has not continued to bleed, swollen, and the skin on the edge of the wound is also whitened.
She was busy holding the clock and sat up, and once again thanked her for wearing a very cold day. She took off her coat and put it on the body of the bell to keep her warm.
Perhaps feeling the familiarity, Zhong Lilu slowly opened his eyes, she looked at the woman in front of her, said weakly: "I am dreaming?"
Rong Jiahui shook his head. "No, I am coming, I can't worry about you."
The clock was wrinkled and frowned. "You run again, and you will be mad at you sooner or later."
Rong Jiahui smiled at her, but the tears flowed with enthusiasm. "No matter, no matter what, I ran wrong before, but this time, I am right, my mother is angry, that is a small matter, your life. It is a big event."
Zhong Liluo looked at her gray smudges and the blood marks on her face. She was worried: "You are hurt? Where did you fall from? Do you have anything?"
Rong Jiahui snorted: "There is something wrong, I am hurt, watching you like this, my heart, it hurts a lot."
Zhong Liluo sighed. "Don't be kidding at this time."
"I am not kidding!" Rong Jiahui erased the tears. "You don't talk nonsense, can you go? We hurry, go out and bandage your wounds."
She carefully held the arm of the clock and wanted to let the clock stand up. As a result, the legs of the clock were slightly moved, and they were frowned.
Rong Jiahui was keenly aware of her strangeness and questioned her: "Your leg is hurt, right?"
Without waiting for the answer, Zhong Jiahui opened her bottoms and saw her ankles, bloodstained, perhaps being stabbed by stones in the water when it was hit by water.
Zhong Lilu smiled reluctantly and said: "I can still go."
Rong Jiahui looked red and said: "You shut up!"
She is not in a few days, this person will let himself be like this, if she does not come, is it to die in this deep forest!
"Don't cry, seeing you cry, my heart is uncomfortable."
Rong Jiahui wiped his eyes and said: "I am carrying you."
"What?" Zhong Lilu was surprised.
"What, I said I am carrying you back!"
After that, Rong Jiahui turned around and extended his hand to her back.
Zhong Liluo naturally did not want to let Rong Jiahui back, but there is no way to do this, but she has to reach out to her.
In the past few decades, Rong Jiahui has been carried over a few children in addition to holding a few children. She is carrying a bell to leave the network, so that the strength of breastfeeding is really back.
She was crumbling, as if she would squat at any time.
Zhong Liluo worried about the earth: "Is it very heavy? Let me go down."
Rong Jiahui smiled and said: "Well, carrying a whole world, it is really heavy."
Wen Yan, Zhong Liluo can not help but laugh, this stupid girl, talking about it, always like this is not a formal shape, but, really good, can meet a beautiful Jiahui, there is Jiahui around, regardless of experience What can make her feel at ease.
They didn't know how long they had gone, only to finally see someone around them looking for them.
Rong Jiahui shouted at them: "We are here!"
The people quickly rushed over and rescued Rong Jiahui, who was tired and prosperous.
The subordinates of Zhong Liluo have always guessed that Jia Hui is a spoiled young lady. She is exquisite from head to toe, and they are surprised to see them when they see her carrying her own generals. It is even more touching, and this should be what it means.
There was an injury on the arm, and it was soaked by water for so long, and the ankle was also injured.
Because of this, Rong Jiahui ordered her to lie in bed for a long time, and finally she was willing to take her back to Beijing. The mob was stupid. It was indeed inspired by others. She kept the clock away from the whole day, and she was very resolute. I have mastered the addiction of killing power.
On the way back to Beijing, she crossed her waist and said to the clock, "I have to take me wherever you go. You can't let me leave you half a step! Do you know?"
Zhong Liluo said: "But if it is on the battlefield, the soldiers are in chaos..."
"No!"
"I don't matter if I die, I am afraid..."
Rong Jiahui pinched her face and said: "You will open your mouth and say death to try? You dare to die with me, if you die before me, I will immediately go to the local government to discuss."
In this way, she suddenly couldn't help but laugh. Her forehead was against the forehead of Zhong Liluo. She said softly: "As long as you are by your side, I will feel like you are as good as you are, as long as you are by my side." it is good."
Looking at the people who are close at hand, listening to such words, Zhong Liluo only feels that the whole heart is filled.
She didn't want to leave anymore, so she stayed in Beijing. She stayed with Jiahui forever. She didn't want to go anymore. She was tired. Only Jiahui was her harbor.
"Jia Hui, you are so good." Zhong Liluo muttered.
Wen Yan, Rong Jiahui smiled and bent, said: "So, how lucky you are, can meet such a good me."
After that, she gently gripped the neck of the clock, and with a nose that scraped the nose of the clock, the red lips were gently printed on the cracked lips of the clock, drowning the last sigh. In this kiss, it seems to be telling her affection...
In fact, ten years ago, she was able to return to the age of twelve, how lucky it is...
The author has something to say: ask for a pat...
Really... that’s it... _(:з
∠)_I’m already a waste...
During this time, I will repair the full text and try to make it less collapsed. This brain hole, I also thought very well at first. It was perfect in my mind. The outline was well written. After a while, I made another mistake, let go of myself, and write before I wear it. It’s released when it’s released, and it’s very convenient to come back and edit the text, or, let’s just let it fly directly~
This time, the collapse is too serious. I really feel sorry for the readers. I probably started to collapse from more than a dozen chapters. _(:з"∠) _ I thought it was okay, and the result... When I came back, after the collapse, I was getting more and more out of my control. With my original outline, except for the beginning and a bunch of names, it was completely two stories, which led me to write only this point and it was blank. (:з"∠)_
I’m sorry, sorry, sorry...
This book was not written, it was very bad.
There should be three extra articles in this article. The first modern background can be seen as a single short story. In advance, all the tools are knives. The arrow is worn by the heart _ (: з ∠) _ behind the two sugar.
Thanks for the floating liquid x2 nutrient solution
Thanks to the mine of Xiaoshazi Sauce