Xiaosheng is not a nerd

In the endless darkness, Xie Fu seemed to hear a whimpering sound, which made him particularly excited. He ran towards the sound and asked, "Who is there?"

No one responded to him, only a brief whimpering sound, as if he was dying.

No matter how hard Xie Fu searched, he could not get close to the cry: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The only thing that responded to him was the sobs that echoed around him. This cry was so sad, as if there were thousands of injustices, and the souls of grievances would never be extinguished.

I don't know how long it took, but the crying finally stopped, and then Xie Fu couldn't hear anything, couldn't feel anything, and was trapped in this lonely space of endless darkness.

Lu Yehua didn't know how long she cried before she stopped. When she came to her senses, she realized that a large area of ​​Xie Fu's chest was soaked with tears. She never knew that she could have so many tears, and it seemed that she couldn't stop crying.

The man was still close at hand, but he was motionless and speechless. Lu Yehua's heart twitched. This feeling was worse than death.

Seeing that his face was covered with dirt, he raised his hands to wipe it, but the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became. He looked like he had just been dug out of the soil, and then he realized that his hands were also dirty.

The sun has risen and the sun is shining on the earth. Lu Yehua feels a little warm, but also extremely hungry.

After scanning the surrounding environment, the mountains and ridges are spread out, and there is no flat land in sight. They are either mountains or land, without a single tree or grass, and it is extremely desolate and desolate.

She seemed to have returned to the Great Wilderness Mountain, and looked up high. The top of the Great Wilderness Mountain was shrouded in gray mist, as if the world in the sky had collapsed, and mud and rocks kept falling from the sky to the earth, but it looked like a chimney reaching into the sky. There was gray smoke coming out.

The sound of rumbling could be faintly heard in the distance, and the destructive force seemed to be spreading.

Lu Yehua bent down to pick up Xie Fu, but as soon as he exerted his strength, his hands stopped immediately. She was so weak that she couldn't even hold someone up. If she didn't have a strong belief to achieve, she would have fallen down directly. , never get up.

But he gritted his teeth, used all his strength to lift Xie Fu up on his back, and walked down the mountain step by step.

I don’t know how long I walked, but I just felt the sun was scorching, my lips were dry and cracked, and I was going to die of thirst if I didn’t drink water.

But this barren mountain is originally made of nothing but rocks, and there is no source of water.

or……

Otherwise, let's leave it like this. There is no hope anyway, so we might as well save some energy and bury him.

Hunger and hunger defeated the remaining will. Lu Yehua stopped, his legs softened, and he collapsed to the ground along with Xie Fu behind him.

Son-in-law, I really have no strength left. I also want to take you home, but I...

How about I stay here with you, okay?

As soon as the thought came to her mind, her hands were digging a grave, and heartbreaking pain came from her fingers. She had never suffered such pain in her life, but what did it matter.

Under the pain, his hands trembled while digging. When Lu Yehua stopped to rest tiredly, he realized that he had only dug a small hole, which was far from the grave.

My will collapsed again, and I burst into tears, but my swollen eyes could no longer shed tears.

One thing came into view, it was the sachet given to her by Xie Fu. This sachet should have been kept in her robe. When she escaped earlier, her clothes were cut with thousands of holes by the gravel, including the inside. The mopping clothes were not spared either. When they were digging on their stomachs, the sachet fell from the hole.

Looking at the sachet, Lu Yehua couldn't help but smile, remembering the scene when Fu Xie was trembling when he gave her something.

I picked up the sachet and put it on the tip of my nose and took a sip. Various fragrances came out, making me feel relaxed and happy. I felt like I was in a garden, forgetting the pain, forgetting the sadness, and having no worries...

Why do people have a special emotion towards relics? It’s because when everything is despairing, relics are a person’s spiritual support, soothing their hearts and cheering them up again.

Glancing at Xie Fu, okay, I'll listen to you.

Put Xie Fu on your back and set off again.

The sachet hung around his neck and dangled in front of his chest. Lu Yehua lowered his head and looked at the scent wafting from the sachet as he kept moving.

The sun gradually sets in the west, and the sunshine becomes less hot. The evening wind is a bit cool, but it also reveals the desolation of the night.

Suddenly, something as white as crystal jade came into Lu Yehua's eyes, water!

I saw a crack in the rock where spring water was gushing out, and the surrounding area was already like a pool.

Lu Yehua immediately staggered over and ran over, lying down directly, burying his face in the water like an animal, drinking the water greedily.

The cool water instantly moistened her dry mouth and throat, which was almost smoking. It poured straight into her throat, moisturizing her body, limbs and bones, and bringing her vitality.

Lu Yehua had a full drink, exhaled comfortably, and regained a lot of energy.

With water, there is motivation to live. Lu Yehua looked at the rock from which the spring water gushed out. The crack was clearly a new one, with sharp marks on the edges and no traces of moss around it.

When I first went up to this barren mountain, I saw no water source at all when I reached the top of the mountain. The world seemed to be changing, as if it was being destroyed and rebuilt.

The evening wind blew the surface of the pond, sparkling and shining beautifully under the sunset. Lu Yehua had the illusion that she had returned to the human world.

Suddenly he saw himself in the water and was shocked.

The man in the water had white hair on his head. Lu Yehua couldn't believe it. He stretched out his hand to touch it. The white hair rippled gently, like a strand of silver hanging from the sky.

Lu Yehua stared blankly at the white silk rippling between her fingers. Those were her fingers and her white hair.

She never cherishes her beauty, because she is used to having it, but she loses it in an instant, but she regrets it in a limited way. After a while, he smiled sweetly, "What's the use of this black hair now? Who can I keep it for?"

Combing his white hair back, looking at his face covered in mud and blood like a beggar in the water, Lu Yehua washed his face with both hands.

The coolness of the spring water also brought a slight sting. When the mud and dirt were removed, when I looked into the water again, I saw that the face became older and uglier, as if the skin was withered and even a little scary.

She turned into an extremely ugly old woman, whose beauty she was so proud of seemed like yesterday.

Muttered to himself: "I wonder if he will be scared away when he sees me like this."

But when he thought of Xie Fu raising his hand to commit suicide without any hesitation, he immediately denied this idea. His saving of himself had nothing to do with his beauty and ugliness. He saved himself because of friendship. Maybe...

He turned to look at Fu Xie next to him, and suddenly punched Fu Xie in the chest out of anger: "Friendship, friendship, friendship can make you sacrifice your life for everyone?"

"Did you know...some people will be very heartbroken. No matter who you are doing it for, you are not allowed to do this again. Life is extremely precious, only once, only once..."

As Lu Yehua spoke, his hands became extremely gentle again, and he wiped Xie Fu's face that was covered with mud and blood. The hands he had just washed became dirty again, but he could not wipe Xie Fu's face clean no matter what.

Lu Yehua tore off a piece of his shorts, soaked it in water and wrung it out, then gently wiped his bloody face.

After wiping away the mud and blood, his facial features returned to his handsome outline, except for his rough beard, which looked like a slovenly man.

Lu Yehua couldn't help but smile knowingly, pretending to be mature at a young age.

But he was so quiet, so quiet that it made people sad...

Seeing that he looked like a clay figure, Lu Yehua undressed him and wiped his body.

He muttered to himself.

Originally, Xianting should do these things, but since she is not here, I will do it for her.

I have never served anyone like this in my life. Is this a way of repaying you? You are also a blessing...

When he caught a glimpse of the wound on Xie Fu's heart, his voice was sad.

No! You are so unlucky, you are still so young and you still have a lot of life to enjoy.

There are so many scars on this body. I don’t know how much I have suffered. What’s the use of having so many wives and concubines? I haven’t enjoyed it for a few days.

Lu Yehua had never felt so sorry for someone, and her heart was throbbing. She had never felt so sorry for Xianting.

As he wiped, Lu Yehua took off his pants and wiped them from his legs to his feet.

Now that Xie Fuchi was openly in front of her, she didn't feel any weird at all, nor did she feel the slightest bit inappropriate or the need to avoid suspicion.

As Xie Fu once said, when it comes to life and death, these ethical opinions are not worth mentioning.

I only feel sad, so I can't think of anything else.

Thinking about it, he saved me twice, but I'm afraid he was just so anxious that he felt ridiculously ashamed and embarrassed at his own expense, and even forced him to explain it with a lot of rationale.

It's so deplorable and pathetic.

You don't have to explain, no matter what you do, there will be no future...

Xie Fu's consciousness was resting when he suddenly shuddered and felt as if a basin of water was suddenly poured on his head. He felt extremely cold.

This discovery made him extremely excited, and he became active and active again. He tried hard to feel his body, but nothing happened.

This feeling is like a yarn with a heavy stone tied to the other end. If you pull it with a little force, the yarn will break.

When he tried to pull, he lost contact.

Xie Fu had no choice but to tie the yarn patiently and slowly, and then slowly pulled it. This existential connection made him extremely excited. With a little force, the yarn broke again.

He kept repeating this process, working hard in the endless darkness.

Although Xie Fu's body was wiped clean, the clothes he took off were dirty.

So he took his clothes and came to the pool. Everyone was dead, so there was no point in doing these things.

But she needed to find something to do to distract herself and forget about someone's death.

Once she calmed down, the eclipse of grief made it hard for her to breathe, and doing something that connected with someone could make her feel a little comforted in her heart.

The clothes were very dirty. As soon as they were immersed in the water, the dirt spread out like dust. There were probably bright red blood streaks in the gray. That was the blood on Xie Fu's clothes. The gray and red contrasted each other.

Lu Yehua swayed, and with the sound of rushing water, dust and blood blended into the water.

The movements are a bit strange but have a real life feel to them.