Wen Ran couldn't control himself, tears fell more and more, he hurriedly tried to wipe them, but she turned his head away.

Finally, her slap fell down, with great strength, and the sound echoed in the empty environment.

He could avoid it, but he didn't. Gently holding her hand, he asked, "Ran Ran, does your hand hurt?"

Wen Ran grabbed his collar, "Shen Jiaojiao, I warn you, don't make fun of me about my life again!"

She was crying all over, but she spoke to him in such a vicious tone.

Shen Wu's heart was beating wildly, and he felt that his Ran Ran was very similar to those enchanting female fairies that Mr. Shu had mentioned in the teahouse.

He looked at her, couldn't move his eyes, and said softly: "But... Ran Ran, if one day everyone hates me and wants to come and kill me, I'm going to die, what should I do?"

"I don't care about that, anyway, you have to remember to me, now your life is not only yours, but mine, even if you go to hell, you have to climb back for me!"

At this moment, Shen Wu suddenly forgot to breathe.

Wen Ran wiped the tears off her face, she sniffed, but she still tried to maintain a fierce attitude, she let out a cruel word, "If you don't cherish your life, or believe it or not, you'll die!" If I die one day, I will find a man to marry the next day?"

His face lost all color, and suddenly turned pale, "Ran Ran, I will listen to you, I will definitely work hard to survive, don't marry another man!"

Just thinking about his Ran Ran going to eat the little fruits given by other men in the future, and having carrot heads with other men, he felt like his heart would stop beating.

This feeling was something he had never had before.

Wen Ran left his embrace and stood up. She wiped her face with her sleeves a few times indiscriminately. Facing the boy who leaned over, she turned her back and hid.

Shen Wu eagerly called her name, "Ran Ran..."

Wen Ran ignored him, it took her a while to calm down, and then she calmed down a little, and then spent a little more effort in the space where the bracelet was stored, before she found the fire pocket.

A faint light came on, and there were dark stone walls here, and they could only move forward in one direction.

"Ran Ran, please pay attention to me." He leaned in front of her again, the young man's dirty face was full of panic.

Only then did Wen Ran realize that his situation was worse than she had imagined.

He wore such thick clothes, but the blood still seeped out of the clothes, and the white fox fur was also dirty, and the dust and blood were mixed together, as if he ran out of a garbage dump.

Wen Ran hurriedly took off his clothes.

He had joy in his eyes, and he obediently let her pick up her clothes. Sometimes when she saw that her movements were not smooth, he even took the initiative to help.

He is such a person who is afraid of the cold, and now that his clothes have been reduced one by one, he didn't cry out that he was uncomfortable, but he was radiant and very happy.

As one piece of clothes was thrown on the ground, when the clothes on his body became thinner and thinner, seeing more and more blood stains on the clothes, Wen Ran lost his patience, and directly pulled his collar away, His chest was exposed to the air.

The bloodstains and scars on his body were shocking, especially the back, which was injured by falling rocks, just because he wanted to hold the sword in one hand and hold him in the other, and had no time to avoid the falling stones from a high place, so it became like this .

Remembering that he was still lying on the ground just now, she was still pressing on him, the ground was covered with lumpy gravel, his back was bloody, and he didn't even cry out in pain.

Wen Ran looked up at his face.

There was still expectation in his eyes, waiting for Ran Ran to do something to him, without realizing the seriousness of the problem at all.

But after waiting for a long time, before Wen Ran came to touch him, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

Wen Ran took his hand and let him sit on the clothes on the floor. She put the fire bag aside first, and took out several bottles of wound medicine, some to eat and some to rub.

Wen Ran poured out two blood nourishing pills, "Eat it."

Shen Wu put it into his mouth obediently, and he didn't dislike it.

Then Wen Ran sat behind him and gently cleaned the wound on his back with a handkerchief. Her movements were too careful and gentle, and he felt so clearly that she protected and cherished him.

Shen Wu felt as if he had eaten the best fruit in the world, and his heart was warm, as if he was about to turn into a vast ocean. He wanted to look back at her, but he was too frightened by Wen Ran's words "Don't move around". There are other actions.

Ran Ran hurts him.

Shen Wu lowered his head, his chin rested on his bent knees, and there was pure joy in his brows. When Wen Ran asked him if he was in pain, he whispered softly, "It hurts... …”

Then her movements will be more gentle.

He had the illusion that he was a fragile porcelain doll, which was strange. In the past, he had to say that he was the strongest in front of Wen Ran, but at this time, he wanted to be a fragile porcelain doll.

The young man blinked lightly, and for some reason, the wet eyes suddenly wanted to water again.

In fact, some of the not-so-deep wounds on his body are slowly healing, but those deeper wounds are still oozing blood. .

But Wen Ran couldn't care less.

She spent a lot of time treating his wounds and rubbing medicine for him. Except for the occasional "pain", he was very cooperative at other times, not moving at all, and let her play with it obediently.

Wen Ran wrapped a bandage on his wound. Whenever her hand passed his chest, he would stretch out his hand and gently slide his fingertips over the back of her hand. It was like a small game, no fun. Yes, but he never tires of it.

And when her hand didn't come over, he was holding a small pebble by himself, and he didn't know what to scribble on the ground.

"Shen Jiaojiao, turn around."

Finally being able to look at her, Shen Wu quickly turned around and smiled softly at her.

Wen Ran took out spare clothes and put them on one after another. After knowing that he fell in love with jumping, she also knew that he only likes to hoard food, not other necessities, so her storage space Inside, next to her various dresses, there was an extra corner with his clothes.

I don't know since when, his clothes are more than her skirts.

During the whole dressing process, he was very quiet, so obedient and obedient that he didn't look like him, but his eyes kept sticking to her stern face, and he refused to move.

Wen Ran saw that there was a red mark on half of his face. She slapped it out. After all, her heart softened. She asked him, "Is it cold?"

He nodded, "Cold."

"Then I'll give you some more clothes."

"Ran Ran, I want a kiss."

Wen Ran looked at him who was bloated and felt angry, "No kiss."

His eyes drooped in disappointment, and his long eyelashes were dyed with mist.

At this time, Wen Ran saw the little figure painted on the ground behind him, a girl in a skirt kissing a boy who was bent over, carrying a long knife and wearing a ponytail.

There is also an exaggerated butterfly-shaped drawing on the girl's hair.

Wen Ran touched the butterfly bead hairpin on her head and pursed her lips, "Just give it a kiss."

The depressed person suddenly raised his head, his eyes were astonishingly bright like starlight.