Chapter 118: Past (below)

Ruan Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, thinking of Yue Chen's words, he soon guessed that he should be awakening his memory.
just……
This memory is awakened, but it is also too real.
Ruan Qiuqiu smiled bitterly and felt some numbness in his hands and feet.
Instead of continuing to stun outside, she walked her legs and pushed the wooden door lightly.
A warm breath rushed across the face, the cave was quiet, Yuan Yuan was not there, only the burning wood quietly exuded soft light.
Ruan Qiuqiu walked into the "master bedroom" and saw the familiar wooden wheelchair at the place leaning against the hide curtain.
She placed the basket in her hand on the stone table, and realized in a trance that in the past where she had died, today was the evening before the day they planned to escape.
And the Ruyi grandmother who helped them to make the willow-wood wheelchair softly had already had a demon guts in the body three days ago, and left the world with Grandpa Mo who loved her deeply.
Because she was worried about the small fish, she would discuss with Yuan Jue. After dealing with the matter of Grandma Ruyi, he took the small fish and left them first.
Ruan Qiuqiu looked at the small backpack and animal skin bag that were simply packed on the wedding bed. When the throat was sour, he couldn't help but bent his lips gently.
She is actually a very understandable person, always knowing exactly what she wants.
Even after a reincarnation, she returned to the once painful memory again, she never regretted fleeing with the wolf, and even felt a little romantic.
Ruan Qiuqiu weakly reached his forehead and deeply felt that he had something wrong with his brain.
She tried several times to see if she could break free from this heavy memory, but every time the distance was about to wake up, it seemed to be completely suppressed by a force, so that she could not completely escape.
I tried it a few more times, and it didn't do anything except make my head hurt more and more.
Ruan Qiuqiu simply gave up.
If she guessed right, maybe she could wake up when she died in her memory.
Ruan Qiuqiu rubbed her forehead. Although she already knew her end, she might be in self-protection. Those too painful memories in her mind were like a veil, making her unwilling to think about it.
Perhaps it is for this reason that she will fall into this world of illusion and force the awakening of memory.
Ruan Qiuqiu sat on the wedding bed and rubbed his dizzy forehead, thinking that he would leave at night, and he just packed up the wedding bed.
Thinking this, she didn't hesitate anymore and lifted the animal skin pads on the wedding bed.
The cyan warm stone bed appeared, and Ruan Qiuqiu vaguely saw what seemed to be engraved on it.
With some doubts in his heart, Ruan Qiuqiu forcibly lifted all the animal skin pads and found a score on the warm stone bed.
With his eyes firmly on the stone surface, Ruan Qiuqiu saw an ugly wolf and a long-haired villain who seemed to be wearing an animal skin skirt.
Ruan Qiuqiu "..."
Some strange feelings rose from the bottom of my heart. Ruan Qiuqiu folded the animal skin pads and simply sat on the warm stone bed with his knees.
One set after another, many, but very neat, portraying one by one, seems to record many things.
Ruan Qiuqiu reacted almost immediately. These paintings were engraved by Mr. Big Bad Wolf when he didn't know when.
Will this wolf have been doing such naive things while she was sleeping?
Her eyes were sparkling, her fingertips crossed the most unsightly picture of the first painting, and she had mixed feelings in her heart for a moment.
There was a big wolf with missing left leg. Next to the wolf with a fierce triangular eye, stood a little man in a fur skirt.
Reasonable guess, that person is her.
Ruan Qiuqiu chuckled slightly, and some forbearance could not help.
So when did the wolf start to record, she had always looked cold before, she thought he hated her.
Fingers slowly down, glanced gently at the second and third frames, recording bits and pieces between them all the way, even engraving many details that she didn't remember.
In detail, it seems that Yuan wolf was afraid that he would forget what details.
Careful, it seems that the wolf bit by bit, unable to tell the love without courage.
Ruan Qiuqiu looked down all the way, when he found that there were still a few pictures in the middle of a "adult" with lame legs and ears pressed against another "little man" with closed eyes and a sound sleep wonderful.
She couldn't remember when she had kissed the wolf in such a pose.
and so……
She seemed to find the stone hammer that Yuan Jue secretly kissed.
It ’s really a ‘stone hammer’.
The entire stone bed was almost completely engraved by Yuan Jue, but Ruan Qiuqiu noticed that there was a small painting near the tail of the stone bed.
There are several little wolf cubs besides her and Yuan wolf.
But the wolf obviously did not know how to create cubs between humans and wolves, and actually drew a wolf cub drilled from the eggshell.
Ruan Qiuqiu's eyebrows were bent, and he could not help crying or laughing.
But when all the paintings were finished, Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't help laughing when he thought of their unsatisfactory past.
She felt a pain in her heart and hesitated for a long time. She still spread the animal skin pad back in silence, and cooked the meal with the wood that had not been completely burned.
...
There was a drizzle outside, and Yuan Jue didn't let her wait for a long time. Before the sky was completely dark, he stepped on the ground and returned to the cave.
"Madame." The low-pitched voice, which is generally the same in memory, sounded. Ruan Qiuqiu looked up and saw the wolf standing at the entrance of the cave. "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 had a beautiful appearance, a scar on his forehead, a pair of narrow scarlet blood pupils, a wooden stick in his hand, and rain on the long black hair.
Yuan Jue's eyes fixed on her tightly, her eyes gleaming as before.
Even though it was only a short time before he was separated from him, Ruan Qiuqiu felt as if she had spent a long, long time. When she saw her, her vision blurred.
Yuan Jue did not expect that his little wife would suddenly shed tears, and the whole wolf was a little flustered.
He thought she was bullied by some demon when he was away, or it was frozen without him secretly warming the bed at night.
Yuan Jue stepped forward, some helpless standing in front of her, trying to raise her big palm to wipe her tears, and worried that he had just returned from the outside, his body was dirty, and her face was flowered.
In the end, it was just automatic mobilization of the demon power when the wolf-shaped self-propelled thermostat, and then showed a big hairy tail, gently delivered to her hand, awkward comfort, as always, softly, "touch?"
Ruan Qiuqiu felt more sad at the moment. She didn't have the rain water on Guan Yuan Jue's body. She hugged him straight and even felt the stiffness of the wolf for a moment.
She and Yuan Jue's tempers are relatively shy. Although they have always liked each other, they rarely stick together.
They have been very restrained. In that painful past, they kissed even fewer times than they do now.
"Is it cold?" Yuan Mou wolf did not realize anything. He blushed and thought very seriously, whether the wood-burning in the house became less, and his little wife was frozen.
Ruan Qiuqiu shook his head in his arms and said, "Let's go."
She knows that the past ending is doomed, but in this dream-like memory, she still wants to ridiculously change something.
Yuan Jue noticed that her emotions were not right, but said nothing thoughtful, nodded, and quietly rubbed her tail to show comfort, "Okay."
They didn't bring many things, the wooden wheelchair small backpack animal skin quilt.
When Ruan Qiuqiu asked Yuan Qiu, what to do with the wedding bed.
Mr. Big Bad Wolf was silent for a moment, his thin lips gently raised, showing a shallow smile, let Ruan Qiuqiu go outside to wait for him first, he will deal with it.
Ruan Qiuqiu walked out of the hide curtain, leaning against the cold cave, and heard the sound of crumbling rocks coming from inside.
She knew that 80% of that marriage bed was gone.
After a moment, Yuan Jue's eyes were a little red, and she came out of the cave with the animal skin pad in her hand, clutching her hand tightly.
...
Their escape route is the same as what they remembered. Ruan Qiuqiu wanted to change, but every time he talked to his lips, he couldn't say it anyway.
She knew that her consciousness could not change the established past, but she continued to work hard again and again.
On the first night they slept on a huge, crowned tree on the north side.
Yuan Jue held her tightly in her arms, and they were covered in animal skin cushions, blocking the wind and snow that might blow in.
Ruan Qiuqiu's head leaned against his chest, and on a cold night, he could clearly hear his heartbeat.
"Bang", "bang",
A moment, beating vividly, it seemed very close to her, and far away.
Blizzard started the next day, and they had to abandon the bulky wooden wheelchair.
On the evening of the third day, they hid in a small cave to avoid snow, but in front of them suddenly appeared a space channel, the sixth-order peak monster under Mo Xi suddenly appeared, Ruan Qiuqiu could not avoid it, only felt a pain in his hand, his eyes rotated Upside down, she saw her right arm slammed down on the snow.
In fact, she was not very painful, and immediately stopped the blood with her abilities, and tried to hide away, so that she would not be a burden to Yuan Jue.
She looked at Yuan Jue as if she was crazy, tearing the high-level monster into pieces, all covered with blood holes punched out, holding her cut hand in her arms, looking weird and terrifying .
Ruan Qiuqiu trembled with pain, and ran to him with difficulty, but was gently pressed on his shoulder, and he was crazy and wanted to connect her arm again and again.
But his hands were too trembling, let alone connecting, it was difficult to achieve even alignment.
Ruan Qiuqiu was full of his blood, listening to Yuan Jue's hoarse voice, and his eyes were full of frustration. With a hoarse cry, he panicked again and again why he couldn't get it, why he couldn't get it, why he couldn't get it Got it.
Ruan Qiuqiu said that she didn't feel any pain at all. In fact, she hadn't had time to hurt, and it was nothing without her arm.
She shook her left hand and took the healing water drops from her backpack to help him stop bleeding. She tried to show a smile, and her voice shivered a little. "Fujun, I think, in fact, we don't have a left leg and a right hand. They are still quite suitable ... "
Ruan Qiuqiu felt that he was a logical ghost, so he could say it all.
But she clearly remembered what she said before, and now she thinks that there is still some weird humor.
"Wolves don't despise me ..." Ruan Qiuqiu smiled, blinked his sour eyes, and turned his head to look at the broken monster corpse on the ground.
She knew that within a few tens of seconds, there would be a space channel next to them, and the angry Mo Xi would pierce her heart directly.
In the past, she probably anticipated all this in advance, so it happened that, before losing all consciousness, she gently kissed her wolf husband.
"Husband." Ruan Qiuqiu called out a few words, and the latter finally lifted up those eyes soaked with blood, holding her desperately and guilty.
He became ugly, his eyes were full of tears, and his beautiful cheeks were grim, but Ruan Qiuqiu still loved him very much.
The space behind him changed and his heart was beating fast. Ruan Qiuqiu said softly, "Close your eyes."
Yuan Jue's pupil trembles, and his long eyelashes are covered with tears, but even at such a moment, he still listens to her very much and closes his eyes in pain.
Ruan Qiuqiu bent down, gently supported his shoulder, and slowly kissed him.
The soft touch is soft and beautiful like a warm dream.
Death came as expected, just as the heart was slammed, Ruan Qiuqiu's heartbeat was weak, and he didn't even have time to open his eyes, and he fell into an unconscious darkness.
Ruan Qiuqiu feels that her consciousness is clear, and the feeling that her memory is completely awakened is even more uncomfortable than she expected.
She tried hard to open her eyes again and again, but she was always trapped in the darkness, just like consciousness was wrapped in a thick eggshell, and there was no way to break through.
She could not perceive anything, nor was she aware of the passage of time, and naturally did not know that three days had passed from her coma to the present.