Double Tang Dynasty - Chapter 49

Tang Luren continued his running, running very tired, very tired, even if he has been paying attention to the physical exhaustion, it is inevitable that the sober people asked to run together, but they fell without a few steps.

The last two laps are a lonely run.

Rather than running at a very slow speed, Tang Luren has an illusion that he will never reach the end. This emotion has not been there since he came to Tangmen. I didn’t expect this extreme running to actually happen. Let him slightly overlap with the emotions of that long ago.

In fact, the memory of that time has long been blurred, but that kind of fear, fear, and endless despair seems to be deeply engraved in my mind and linger.

If it weren’t for the younger brother, perhaps Datang would not have Tang Luren long ago.

At that time, I lived to see my brother, what about now? What am I doing.

Tang Luren’s brain is chaotic. He didn’t have the energy to think, but these problems have actually been in his mind for a long time, but they are usually suppressed, but now the chaotic brain is out of control, and these problems continue to start. Interrogating Tang Luren.

For what?

For what?

For what?

What am i for?

A ray of light flashed

Tang San’s face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Tang Luren staggered and fell to the ground. The pain made his thinking clear. He remembered the scene where everyone just supported each other. Although lying on the ground was very comfortable, Tang Luren got up and continued running.

He held his hands tightly, and his trimmed and round nails left crescent marks on his palms. He can only rely on this to keep himself awake now. He constantly hypnotizes himself, persists, persists, and persists.

In the end, the master stopped him and he fainted.

When Tang Luren woke up from a coma, the warm feeling passed into his body from all directions, and his body was in a large wooden barrel. The barrel is full of brown liquid. Stirring the liquid in front of you casually, the not too strong medicinal smell pours in. A note was pasted next to the barrel with the master’s handwriting on it.

“Wake up and eat in the cafeteria.”

After washing the liquid medicine on his body and putting on a new coat, Tang Luren walked out of the dormitory. He was surprised to find that there was already a starry sky outside. In the silent night, insects and birds rang occasionally, giving people a sense of tranquility.

From afar, you can already see the light in the cafeteria. When Tang Luren walked into the canteen, almost everyone arrived.

Everyone stuffs things into their stomachs desperately, even if some people eat very elegantly. It is also desperately stuffing things.

As soon as Ma Hongjun saw Tang Luren yelled: “Lu Ren hurry up, Xiao San will help you keep it.” But seeing his eager eyes, Tang Luren knew that Ma Hongjun must want to eat Tang Luren’s.

Tang Luren ignored him at all and began to eat seriously.

The dinner was very rich, with a big bowl of fragrant stew, and five big white steamed buns. There is also a bowl of thick soup, a plate of vegetables and a few fruits.

This kind of food is actually quite ordinary, but Tang Luren felt that it was nothing more than that. This taste is as delicious as the first meal in Tangmen.

Tang Luren paused for a while, why did he keep thinking about things at that time recently.

“So comfortable, I’m full. Ergou, when did you faint?” Xiao Wu leaned against Li Mochen.

“A little later than you.”

“What about Brother Lu Ren?”

“Not sure.”

Xiao Wu glanced at Tang Luren who was still eating, and was not ashamed to ask directly.

After dinner, everyone laughed and assigned work. Girls washed dishes and boys moved water.

In the early morning of the second day, Tang Luren arrived at the playground early and saw the foster father who was already waiting in the playground.

The author has something to say: Why do the lights in the university dormitory have to be turned off at 10:30, the keyboard is invisible, and the relaxed university is in the mouth of others. ε=(?ο｀*))) alas