Extraordinary noble man

"Wanshu?!"

Krell, who was clinging to the cliff, immediately shouted in shock, and Wan Li immediately lowered his head in shock, avoiding his sight.

It was discovered!

Wan Shu was short of breath, how he wished that he hadn't leaned over the edge of the hanging basket to look at it just now, so that Krell wouldn't notice him even if he saw the hot air balloon... No, with his ingenuity, he should know the moment he saw the basket He's in there.

Nervously hiding in the hanging basket and thinking about it, Wan Shu couldn't help poking his head out of the basket again, figuring that he was already flying very high, and Krell couldn't touch him, so he went to that place again. The big mountain stood out in the middle of the forest, but he was shocked to find that Krell, who was climbing down, began to climb up quickly!

What made Wan Shu feel even worse was that the hanging basket was affected by the whirlwind and started to fly towards that mountain wall!

Besides Krell, other people also found Wan Shu, and two more people followed Krell to climb up together, and the rest were still clinging to the cliff wall in surprise.

Wan Shu was very nervous, and then hurriedly found a big fan from the pile of debris, and started to fan the wind quickly, trying to use the reaction force to change the flying direction of the hanging basket, but the wind of the whirlwind was too strong, Wan Shu flustered again,

So accidentally, the big fan in his hand was blown away by a gust of wind.

"Ah!" Wan Shu exclaimed, then looked down, and saw the fan spiraling in the air and falling down, falling into the dense forest and disappearing after a few seconds.

"Damn it!" Wan Shu scolded irritably, and could only resign himself to fate. Fortunately, after he ignited all the incendiary tubes, the firepower was so fast that the hot air balloon rose rapidly under the action of the hot air. According to this rising speed, it was It won't hit that mountain wall.

However, Krell's climbing speed is also very fast. Wan Shu even saw him jumping between the mountain walls. Every time his toes stepped on a point of strength, he kicked hard, and the whole person jumped up to a height of three to five meters. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he used both hands to grab another point of strength before falling, climbing like a super class, which made Wan Shu feel terrified.

But although this climbing method is fast, it is also very dangerous. Soon Krell fell down due to the falling off of the stone during a jump.

"Krell!" Wan Shu exclaimed, his face turned pale, but when he saw the boy quickly plunged into the rock wall with his hands and stabilized his body smoothly, he let out a sharp breath.

Claire turned his head and looked at Wan Shu with extremely complicated eyes. Seeing that he was about to climb to the top of the mountain, he resolutely continued to climb, even faster than before!

At this time, Krell was at least 100 meters away from the ground. Even if the orc fell from this height, he would probably die, so Wan Shu couldn't help shouting at Krell, "Don't chase me! You can't catch up with me!" !"

Krell did not respond, but concentrated on climbing, leaving the other orcs far behind. When Wan Shu flew to the top of the mountain with the hot air balloon, Krell was only 30 meters away from him.

Wan Shu's heart was in his throat, but he calculated it in his mind. When Krell climbed to the top of the mountain, he would fly even higher, probably out of reach. Unexpectedly, Krell looked up at him, then deeply After exhaling, he kicked several times on the stone wall in one go, and then he reached the highest point and jumped directly in his direction, shooting towards Wanshu like a sharp arrow!

Wan Shu gasped in shock!Claire is fighting with his life!If he failed to reach Wan Shu's hot air balloon, he would definitely die!So he didn't have time to think, and immediately reached out to him!

Claire's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously wanted to grab Wan Shu's hand, but he thought that with Wan Shu's physique, he could directly dislocate his arm by grabbing it, so he grabbed the edge of the hanging basket instead. .

He really caught him, and suddenly the whole hot air balloon shook violently and was on the verge of falling, so that the fire above Wan Shu's head made a sound of "噗味噗味".

Seeing that Krell didn't fall, Wan Shu's heart fell down, and then he looked up at the top of his head while shaking, the flame flickered, and touched the airbag of the hot air balloon from time to time, but because of the rain, it didn't burn up .

But the hot air balloon is sinking slowly, because there is one more Creel.

Wan Shu's heart also became heavy.

"Why are you leaving?" Krell was hanging on the edge of the gondola, frowning, with pain in his eyes: "You want to take a gamble, I understand, but at least bring me, we agreed, right?"

Wan Shu pursed his lips. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a dagger among the sundries in the hanging basket. His eyes flashed, and he took it in his hand.

"I never promised to take you away." Wan Shu said in a low voice, noticing that as the hot air balloon sank, they were getting closer to the top of the mountain, "It's all just your wishful thinking."

After speaking, he pulled out the dagger in his hand, his eyes were slightly red: "Are you going down by yourself or shall I help you down?"

If he fell from this position, Krell would not fall into the dense forest, but would fall to the top of the mountain, about seven or eight floors high, so Wan Shu decided to wait until the hot air balloon sank to the height of three floors before he would do it.

Sensing Wan Shu's intentions, Krell's eyes were also red. If it weren't for the worry that the bottom of the hanging basket would not be able to bear the weight of the two of them and crack the bottom, and there were two heavy cans of tree oil and a pile of sundries inside, Krell Leier turned over and went in, but he didn't dare to risk Wan Shu's life. The hanging basket was also Wan Shu's hope, so he chose to hang it on the edge in embarrassment.

"If it's because you can't take me with you, shall we try again next time? I'll help you make a bigger...this thing, and then the two of us will fly together..." Krell's voice choked up a little Compared with Wan Shu abandoning him, he is more willing to believe that he just can't take him with him.

Seeing that Claire's voice had a crying tone, Wan Shu's throat instantly became sore. He actually made this big boy cry, but...

Wan Shu closed his eyes, the rain hit his face, and then slid down, he didn't know if it was tears or water, but when he opened his eyes again, he was full of determination.

"Do you know why I was so annoyed when Keweill said that I would definitely hurt you? Because he saw through me, and everything was already doomed. I never planned to take you away from the beginning to the end." Wan Shu raised his hand. With the dagger in his hand, his lips trembled: "I'm sorry, just hate me."

"No!" Krell finally couldn't help crying, he looked up at Wan Shu with his head held high, begged bitterly in the wind and rain, tears streaming down his face: "Take me away... Wan Shu, please... I can't live without you...whether it's life or death...I'll be with you...so...don't...don't leave me..."

"Enough!" Wan Shu cried and roared, he raised the dagger in his hand, and saw a thunder flash in the sky, Wan Shu's dagger fell, and it stuck in the hanging basket that Claire was holding tightly. On the edge of the hand, blood splattered all over: "Get down! No one can lose anyone! What I hate the most is your appearance of love surpassing the sky! I am different from you!"

Krell couldn't breathe due to the pain from the stabbing. It was not on the back of his hand, but on his heart. It was cold, like falling into a pool of cold.

"Wan Shu..." Krell broke down in tears, "Then I'll be at the back... I won't be number one in your heart... I'll be number two... no, third or fourth will do..."

Seeing that he still didn't let go, Wan Shu's hand holding the dagger was trembling, and his face was as pale as paper, so he became cruel, and pulled out the dagger that had been inserted into the back of Claire's hand, intending to stab him again.

"It's not a question of which number..." Wan Shu raised his arms, and tears slid down his face, dripping onto Krell's face: "For me, this world is like hell, but for you, my world is like hell." Your hell..."

It is full of steel and concrete, and it is impossible to see wild animals easily, and it cannot be transformed into running and jumping, and it has to be careful of all-pervasive surveillance. Creel can only suppress himself on the earth, just like Wan Shu can only suppress himself here. Even if he will feel fresh in a short time, can he endure such a life for a lifetime?

Wan Shu's answer is - no.

Sooner or later, he will be irritable and angry, just like the husband with the seven-year itch, and even wreak havoc, what will he do then?appease him?Or take him to live in an uninhabited place?But that is not here after all, he has no companions to communicate with, and he still feels empty and lonely.

Wan Shu doesn't want to see everything like that, so he would rather be hated and abused, and then disappear and forget in his memory over time, and then one day, he will have a new lover again, and his life will be restored. If he is on the right track, he will be very happy.

Wan Shu shed tears, imagining that Claire had another lover unexpectedly made him feel pain and anger, but at the same time he was also relieved, so he stabbed the dagger in his hand again.

Krell finally let go of that hand, Wan Shu's knife pierced his ligament, making him unable to hold on to the hanging basket anymore, but he was still hanging there, using the only other hand left.

"I'm not afraid of hell..." Krell mumbled, perhaps knowing that he was about to fall soon, his eyes were full of sadness.

But he's still struggling.

Wan Shu looked at him deeply with tears in his eyes, as if he was looking at someone farewell.

"I'm afraid."

The dagger fell, and Krell finally fell from the edge of the hanging basket. He didn't make any movement, just looked at Wanshu in the rain, and then fell to the top of the mountain with a "bang".

After losing his weight, the hot air balloon finally started to rise again. Wan Shu's face was stained with blood, and he sat weakly leaning on the hanging basket, looking up at the dark and stormy sky, showing a absent-minded smile.

That's good... This is his gamble, and the price is borne by him alone.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Wan Shu couldn't control the movement of the hot air balloon, so he looked around indifferently, until he saw the dark eye of the hurricane, and he got up again weakly.

There was a mess in the hanging basket, and many things were useless to Wan Shu now, such as carefully prepared food, such as the compass that took him half a month to make, but there were still some things that were useful.

Wan Shu picked up the cloth bag, another thing he had ordered from a tailor, and opened it. Inside was a cloth roll with two straps like a school bag, which was a parachute that he had studied for a long time.

He hadn't tried the parachute, never skydived, and didn't even know if it would open, but it was better than nothing.

Looking up at the eye of the hurricane, Wan Shu's hair was flying wildly in the wind, and he didn't know whether it was because of hopelessness or because he had hurt his beloved boy just now. Wan Shu's mood was low, as gloomy as the sky at this moment .

He tried to make himself think on the bright side, so he thought of the sci-fi movie he had seen. The protagonist who was caught in the eye of the hurricane floated up. At that moment, everything in the world seemed to be still, there was no wind, no wind. The rain, even the water droplets are calm and can reflect the image of people.

But in fact, who has really entered the eye of a hurricane?Even the satellites can only capture a piece of pitch blackness, so even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, there may really be a space channel inside.

This thought finally relieved Wan Shu a little. He began to look forward to the wind full of hope, but soon the pain in his eyes turned his head away.

The hot air balloon above the head has been severely deformed by the wind, and the flames of the burning tube are also flickering in the strong wind. As the person who designed it, Wan Shu can't help but marvel at its sturdiness, and he is also grateful to the tailor who used it for him. Wearing waterproof yet strong fabric.

Just fly into the eye of the hurricane.Wan Shu was expecting this, and then suddenly a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, guided by the metal burning tube, it struck Wan Shu straightly.

Wan Shu's eyes widened in an instant, and then he subconsciously covered his head and retracted into the hanging basket, only to feel a "boom" above his head, and a strong heat wave rushed over, but before Wan Shu could feel the pain, the fire exploded Extinguished in high winds and rainstorms.

The hot air balloon began to shake violently, Wan Shu opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the burning cylinder shaking, but the flames were not extinguished, and they were intact under the lightning, but the airbag of the hot air balloon had a big hole and had collapsed up.

"Haha..." Wan Shu leaned against the hanging basket, seemingly in a daze. He laughed there, but tears rolled down his eyes. It seemed that the black vortex that was within a square foot let out a cry, desperate and suffocating.

"Why--?!"

"Why do you give me hope and make me despair?!"

"I've given everything for this! I've lost face! I've given up on love! I've risked everything! Why don't you let me get what I want!"

He clenched his fists, tears streaming down his face, he was like a cornered beast, struggling and roaring for the last time, but the only response to him was wind and rain.

"I just...wanted to go home..."

The man's mournful whisper came from the cold air, as if he heard his cry, the precarious hot air balloon was suddenly sucked into the darkness, and then the man felt a suction force...

***

"Wan Shu! Wake up! The wedding is about to begin!"

Wan Shu opened his eyes in a daze, only to see an ordinary but shrewd face in front of him.

Wan Shu stared at that face for a long time, as if looking at a stranger, but soon he came to his senses: "Cousin?"

Wan Jiahao smiled wryly and said: "You are really sleepy, you don't even recognize me as sleeping, hurry up and straighten your clothes, your brother's wedding is about to begin."

Only then did Wan Shu gradually remember that today is his brother's wedding day, so a playful expression appeared on his handsome face: "I don't know which woman married him, but in my brother's mind, her days are estimated Not having a good time."

"You're too indifferent, you don't go home during Chinese New Year, your brother has been in love with him for two years, but you, brother-in-law, have never even met her." Wan Jiahao said, the two sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa Go up and wait for the bride to enter.

Grandpa Wan Shu's tradition does not allow Western-style weddings, so everything is done in Chinese style, and everyone else went to the bride's house to pick up the bride. Wan Shu and his brother have a bad relationship, so they didn't go, and Wan Jiahao was forced Order to keep an eye on him, don't let him run away.

As the groom's biological brother, it is unreasonable not to attend.

"What's so interesting, it's not my woman." Wan Shu said lightly, a shadow of a person flashed in his head suddenly, which made him stunned for a moment, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't think of anyone.

Just when he was secretly wondering, Wan Jiahao complained: "It's better than you, coming out of the closet all of a sudden."

Wan Shu was stunned, turned to look at him, and asked in a daze, "I came out?"

"Yeah." Wan Jiahao felt that he was a little strange: "When grandpa urged you to find a girlfriend, you told me that you fell in love with a man, and you will love him for the rest of your life. Getting married will make grandpa and your father very angry."

After finishing speaking, he added a sentence: "Because of this, you were even removed from the status of the heir. I also don't understand you. You have been fighting with your brother for so long, and finally made the branch bigger. I lost the ability to compete with him, but I was suddenly disturbed by you, and I don't know what you were thinking."

Wan Shu was stunned at first, but when he thought about it later, he remembered that he had indeed come out for a man, who seemed to be a dissatisfied brat.

Who is it?Another figure flashed in Wan Shu's mind, but he still couldn't see it clearly, but it was like this, and he felt a little sweet.

So he smiled relievedly: "It doesn't matter what heir or something is, I might run away to the mountains and become a villager at any time."

"Yeah, are you disillusioned after coming out of the closet?" Wan Jiahao was amused by him, but looking at his self-satisfied appearance, it seemed that he really looked down on the fight with his brother, and there was something in his heart. gratified.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the villa, and the two knew that the bride was coming, so they straightened their suits and stood up.

Wan Jiahao ran out to join in the fun, but Wan Shu walked to the French window and chose to stand and watch.

He saw his grandfather, with white hair all over his head, but still healthy and handsome, standing on the red carpet with a cane and a smile on his face. Then he saw his parents who got off the car first, all dressed up very energetically, and then his brother There was a smile on the face that was slightly similar to him, and the disgusted Wan Li immediately moved his eyes away.

The bride was picked up by him, wearing a Chinese-style red wedding dress and a red hijab on her head. Wan Shu still didn't know what this soon-to-be sister-in-law looked like, but when he saw his brother holding her hand, At this busiest time, he suddenly felt a little lonely.

He grabbed a few times in the air, but he couldn't catch anything. Wan Shu turned his head to look at his side, but there was no one there.

He is now in a luxurious and comfortable villa, wearing a high-end and decent suit, eating meals carefully prepared by the chef, sleeping on the bed made by the nanny, going to work during the day, playing games or watching movies at night , life can be said to be quite enjoyable and nourishing.

But deep in his heart, he always felt that something was missing. This emptiness made him often wake up in the middle of the night, and when he touched the corners of his eyes, they were moist.

At this moment, looking at the couple surrounded by everyone, he finally knew what he was missing.

He needs someone he loves and who loves him.

He will be rich all his life, but also lonely all his life.

"Is this the life you want?" An ethereal voice came from behind the late bloomer, Wan Shu was startled, and then turned around, only to see that it was a dark figure, hidden in the fog.

It was obviously very weird, but Wan Shu was miraculously not afraid. He turned his head and looked at everything outside the window.

Crowds of people, laughter, sunny weather, birds and flowers, a beautiful scenery.

Wan Shu smiled.

"No, this is not the life I want." He said softly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "But it is everything I always remember. My cousin is still alive, my family's business is booming, and my family is living well. Good, so... I'm content now."

After Wan Shu finished speaking, he turned to look at the black shadow: "Is this my dream?"

The man said: "It can be a dream or reality, it depends on which side you choose."

Wan Shu understood, then laughed, and laughed at himself in a relaxed way: "If I choose this side, I will probably die, right? It's really nice to die in a beautiful dream..."

The man remained silent, Wan Shu walked towards him slowly, and then plunged his hands into the mist, he finally remembered the boy he loved, and finally saw the appearance of this man clearly.

"But if I die, you will be very sad, right?" He said, raised the boy's hand, and put it on his mouth and gently kissed it: "My cute and poor little white bear."

The silver-haired and silver-eyed boy wept and smiled, "Well, so, wake up."

Wan Shu opened his eyes suddenly. He saw the dark clouds and felt the howling wind, but he was still nestled in the hanging basket, neither was he sucked into the eye of the hurricane, nor did he go back through it.

From the beginning to the end, it was nothing more than a dream that he fell into a coma because of his grief and indignation.

but……

He would rather believe that he went back, with heart and soul.

But before he could relive that sweet dream, he had to deal with the present.

Wan Shu stood up in the violently shaking gondola, and then jumped down with the unreliable parachute on his back.