The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Article 241

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It's this rift!

In his previous life, Shi Mo died in this crack in the sky. At that time, he and Chu Wanning worked together to repair the barrier. However, due to lack of spiritual power, he was rebuked by thousands of ghosts who swarmed out, and fell from the sky...

But that was clearly something that should have happened three years later! Mo Ran remembers that snowy night so clearly. New Year's Eve has just passed, the air is still filled with the faint smell of gunpowder smoke, and there are still fine red remains of firecrackers on the snow. He had just celebrated the New Year's Eve with everyone the night before and drank Tusu wine.

Mo Ran was slightly drunk and raised his eyes.

Under the warm candle, Shi Mo's eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, and they were affectionate no matter which angle they looked at.

It's so lively at the top of life and death, with people drinking wine, laughing and cheering.

At that time, he thought, this is really great. Even if he doesn't disturb the person he likes, it would be good to just watch and accompany him from a distance for the rest of his life.

After the banquet was over, all the disciples returned home together. He and Shi Mo went back from Meng Potang together. There was frost and snow all over the ground, and moonlight was flowing. He saw that Shi Mo was a little cold, so he took off his outer robe and put it on the other's shoulders without any explanation. With a little drunkenness, he cautiously looked at him twice.

Beauty is like fresh snow, so bright that you can’t spit it.

"Ah Ran."

"Um."

"You drank a little too much today."

"Haha, is there any?" Mo Ran smiled, laughed twice, and suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

The teacher's cool hands gently held his face, so the hot cheeks became even hotter. Mo Ran opened his eyes wide and trembled at that moment.

Shi Mo smiled and said to him: "Why not? Look at you, three cups of hot wine went down your throat, your face is all red."

"Yes, it's hot."

Mo Ran scratched his head awkwardly, but his face became more and more feverish.

He was so satisfied at that time. If he liked someone, he didn't need to get it, and he didn't dare to think too much about it.

The man just touched his face, and he felt that he was being favored by God. He was so frightened that he couldn't say anything more, so he just stared blankly.

His dark and gentle eyes were overflowing with surprise and gratitude.

The two of them said goodbye before going to bed. When Shi Mei put on his clothes and left, he turned his face and smiled at him again against the light of snow on the ground.

"Ah Ran."

He was about to leave, but when he heard the words, he was like a top. Cangcang turned around in a panic, fearing that he would miss something.

"Here, I'm here!"

"Thank you for the clothes."

"Nothing! Anyway, I'm hot!"

"There's more." Shi Mo's eyes became gentler and gentler, almost as warm as if a long winter had passed, "Ah Ran, actually I..."

Bang.

A firework exploded in the distance.

Mo Ran didn't hear what he said clearly, or maybe the teacher didn't say anything more at that time.

When the surroundings became quiet, Shi Mo had already opened the door of his dormitory.

Mo Ran was anxious and wanted to stop him: "Wait, what did you just say?"

But the other party rarely teased her and blinked: "I only say good things once."

"Teacher -"

But the charming person still failed to fulfill his wish, leaving only half of his beautiful face exposed under the warm curtain.

There is also a smile that Mo Ran will never forget for the rest of his life.

"It's getting late, I'm going to bed. If I wake up tomorrow morning, I still want to talk to you."

He paused, his soft eyelashes hanging down like mimosa.

"I'll tell you again..."

Unexpectedly, the sky cracked and dawn followed one after another.

After all, Mo Ran still didn't wait for Shi Mo's words. The softest old dream in his life was dyed scarlet.

How many times he had dreamed back at midnight, he still remembered Shi Mo's smiling face behind the half-rolled curtain. It was so beautiful and gentle. He didn't know if it was his own illusion, or even thought it was infinitely affectionate.

He continued to have that long dream for the rest of his life, which was painful again and again.

In the dream, Shi Mo told him that he liked him. He woke up with a smile and was very happy. He was even so happy that he forgot that Shi Mo was dead and that the past was too hasty to go back.

He just smiled happily, thinking that from now on, he would make something good to eat for his beloved. Such an important thing was well worth the trouble.

But always, while smiling, tears rolled down.

He buried his face in his hands.

On the snowy night of New Year's Eve that year, he would never know the words scattered in the wind.

Thousands of miles of heavy clouds break, and the endless hell opens.

Countless evil spirits rushed out from the cracks, like thousands of troops plundering the land and attacking the city. The screams around him suddenly startled Mo Ran from his memories.

He was almost going crazy, shouting anxiously in the chaotic and chaotic crowd, searching desperately for——

"Teacher!"

"Teacher is ignorant——!! Teacher is clear and pure!!"

"Where are you? Where are you?"

I don’t know why the crack in the sky suddenly came forward three years later.

I don't know if I can protect you now.

But I can't see you get hurt again, I can't see you die again...

Please stay alive...

It's my fault. It's my fault that I wasn't strong enough to protect you right away. It's my fault that I was too stupid and didn't think everything through. Where are you...

"Aran..."

Among the weapons stacked up, suddenly there was a

A vague voice came faintly.

"Teacher!"

He saw him, beside Xue Meng, using the water spirit as a screen to block the evil spirits and souls coming to kill. Mo Ran ran towards him almost regardless, his voice choked and his eyes red.

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