"This is my home." The girl smiled and said, "I have a friend who said you fell from the mountain, so I saved you."

"You can call me Xiaoqin, how do you feel now?" Xiaoqin slowly walked to the table next to Yang Fan with the medicine, and then placed the medicine on the table.

"Do you still feel pain?" Xiaoqin asked with a smile.

Yang Fan looked at Xiaoqin. At this moment, for some reason, he felt that Xiaoqin's smile was beautiful, naive and pure.

Yang Fan whispered: "I'm fine."

Yang Fan felt that his health was pretty good, and he didn't seem to be sick. Yang Fan frowned and said, "Xiaoqin, do you know what my name is?"

"I don't know..." Xiaoqin shook her head and said, "Don't you remember your name?"

"I can't remember it." Yang Fan shook his head and said.

"How is that possible?"

Xiaoqin was a little strange. Some people couldn't even remember it themselves. How could this be possible? Xiaoqin asked, "Can't you remember it?"

"I don't know, my memory is blank. I don't know where I came from, I don't know what my name is, I don't seem to know anything." Yang Fan couldn't help but cover his head, which made him a little sad.

"Would you like to call Abao in the future?" Xiaoqin seemed to feel Yang Fan's emotions. For a moment, this made Xiaoqin feel a little soft and said in a low voice.

"Abao, my name is Abao?" Yang Fan murmured to himself, suddenly looked at Xiaoqin, nodded, and said, "I will call him Abao from now on."

"Xiaoqin, can you tell me where this place is?" Yang Fan asked.

"This is my home, called Lishan Village." Xiaoqin said with a smile.

"Lishan Village?"

Yang Fan frowned, sure that he had never heard of this name, and finally shook his head. Yang Fan felt very unfamiliar with this strange place name.

In desperation, Yang Fan lived with Xiaoqin.

Yang Fan also started to deal with people in the village. Yang Fan suddenly felt that the people in the village were very kind and hospitality. He had not sang for a long time, and Yang Fan became familiar with the people in the village.

While working, Yang Fan suddenly realized that he seemed to have a lot of strength, so he often helped the villagers to work when he was fine, which made many villagers particularly like Yang Fan. Over time, many villagers were willing to marry their daughter to Yang Fan.

However, Yang Fan refused.

But three years later, Yang Fan married Xiaoqin. Yang Fan has been taking care of Xiaoqin. Because Xiaoqin is a blind man and has saved him, he is willing to take care of Xiaoqin for the rest of his life.

So, the two got married.

When he got married, Yang Fan was very happy and happy. He felt that he was living a comfortable life.

At the beginning, Yang Fan felt that there was nothing!

But as time passed, Yang Fan discovered a problem, that is, Xiaoqin was constantly getting older and ugly, and the villagers were also like this, constantly getting older and ugly. However, Yang Fan found that he was a little different.

He didn't seem to show any sign of getting older.

He seemed to be exactly the same as before he was twenty years old, with delicate skin and nothing wrong with it.

Gradually, Yang Fan became the most unique person in this village, and many villagers called Yang Fan Changshou Gong.

Fifty years later!

Yang Fan saw that Xiaoqin's teeth had fallen out, and her face was full of wrinkles, which made her look a little ugly. However, Yang Fan was guarding Xiaoqin by the bedside. Xiaoqin's eyes were covered with tears, and she looked at Yang Fan with affectionate feelings.

"Abao..."

Xiaoqin said softly: "Xiaoqin, I'm here."

Yang Fan also looked at Xiaoqin. He knew that Xiaoqin had not had much time left, because Xiaoqin had reached the deadline, which made Yang Fan feel indescribable sadness, sadness and reluctance to leave. The feeling of heartache made him feel a little breathless.

"Bao, you have to live well." Xiaoqin smiled and grabbed Yang Fan's hand. Over the years, she also knew that Yang Fan had become a little different, so she let Yang Fan live well and not care about other people's eyes.

"Xiaoqin." Yang Fan couldn't help but shed tears. Looking at Xiaoqin in front of him, he felt very sad.

"Abao, promise me." Xiaoqin said in a somewhat old voice.

"Yeah!" Yang Fan cried and nodded.

"Abao, actually Xiaoqin knew Abao was different a long time ago." Xiaoqin said with a smile on her face: "But Abao is the first person to never leave Xiaoqin. Xiaoqin is really happy, but it's a pity that time... is too fast, it's not waiting for us."

"But... Xiaoqin has been very happy in the past few decades. Thank you, Bao, for being able to spend this happy time with me." Xiaoqin's words made Yang Fan heartbroken and missed Xiaoqin even more.

"Xiaoqin, thank you too. If it weren't for you, I might have been dead. Xiaoqin, I love you." Yang Fan whispered.

"Abao..."

When Xiaoqin heard this, she stretched out her old palm and slowly touched Yang Fan's face. However, before she could touch Yang Fan's face, Xiaoqin's hand was knocked down weakly, which made Yang Fan extremely sad.

As time passed, after he buried Xiaoqin, he went from being so big to the original tomb to become a small tomb, and even disappeared.

The longer the time is, the more confused Yang Fan becomes. Why is he immortal?

In the blink of an eye, it seemed that a thousand years had passed. In these thousand years, Yang Fan always looked like this and never changed.

Gradually, Yang Fan became a god in the village. However, in the past thousand years, he saw his relatives and friends fall one by one in front of him, which made him helpless, and he felt very sad.

He even suspected that he was a monster. If he was not a monster, then why didn’t he have birth, old age, sickness and death like others, why did he always be so young? In this thousand years, he married a second wife, but...

The second wife died in his arms in the end. Since then, he has not dared to marry her because he has discovered that when these people die in his arms, it makes him very heartbroken.

Seeing the people around him die one by one, he also wanted to go with them.

So he once thought about committing suicide, but no matter how he killed him, he could not kill himself. Even if he fell on a mountain at an altitude of thousands of meters, he would not die. This made him very surprised, why did he not die? When he committed suicide, he was only injured, but he just couldn't die.

Gradually he became numb!
Chapter completed!